6/7/24
Inka killed me in
the re-ed hub.. I'd stayed curled on my rug
there staring at the floor. Didn't want to move or dream, there was
only him and me left, he'd been smoking and watching me.
He knew I wanted to vanish n not be, so he helped. Stabbing me quickly in my right kidney..
Didn't hurt the blood felt warm on my skin and clothes then I just felt cold
inside until nothing at all.
I don't recall how long I was formless for - just that Poseidon had appeared
there and made me take form again.
I didn't want to... But he helped with the emotion and made me into my blue
form. He told me it was best one for
now.
I'd had a dream after. I was in a
strange space standing with a guy. He
was launching balls like floating planets into the air and using a fan to keep
them moving and floating there.
Colorful and mesmerising. I just
watched them float around as we stood together
silently.
7/7/24
'Bitch, you died in my arms last
night and are still far from high and dry' Inka? 'You are closing a loop
Ren, but your not free yet' I
feel safe here 'You're not, it's
where you got pulled from' I'm
not safe any place mate 'Well
observed Ren'
I will allways make
a home around myself 'We coming to you. Sleep plx' Not yet thanks.
Just want the dark for a bit.
Only one dream.... It was of the festival here. Inka had arrived after dark,
he'd pulled me from the crowd and told me we needed to go to the airport that
we were heading to South America. I was
confused, he told me I didn't need anything he had papers for me.
Was odd... He was angry. Was an odd part
of an airport we arrived at wasn't passengers as usual.. Diffrent
security.
8/8/24
'Just come Ren, won't be nice... Nor is
it what you want'
Jumbled dreams.. I'd jumped bk to Inka who was still really hostile, he was
speaking to Leon who was getting him to do loads of checks on me.
Checking tattoos, bloods n stuff. Wanted
dates I'd moved to places and when my kids had been born, the age I was when my
Mam had died. Iris scans on a phone app,
he put a tattoo on my neck too that could be scanned.
https://mousedream.blogspot.com/2020/09/family-fall-out.html
Was given overalls and handcuffed to Inka who'd been told not to let me jump or
even let me out of his sight.
Once on the flight stuff got really odd as I'd gone to sleep and merged
awarness with him. He tried to stop me,
but couldn't.
Was hectic and energetic.. But once I'd merged he couldn't help but share
recalls. Was like we were on loads of
layers at once, it oddly helped me navigate getting more of an idea of other
realitys we'd been in.... Loads of dream recalls to but disjointed and dreams
too.
The first I was in Sheila and Erics again.. Not the bit round to the garage
this time but in the garden.
I was confused he was there and Sheila too... As I knew they were dead and the
house sold.
I'd spoken to them only briefly then was outside with some children and old
fasioned toy dolls.
They'd lost there clothes, the eyes were wet so wen't opening and closing
properly.
We had a bag of broken crackers and some cubes of cheese.
I was collected from
that space by people in 2 identical campervans.
Not a style I'd ever seen before.
Grey inside, I was sat at a dirty 2 seater table, the guy driving and tried to
drive there a flooded road and I recall thinking what a fucking idiot as the
engine filled with water and the van stopped in the water blocking half the
allready flooded road.
We'd got out with the others on the van, a girl of about 7 was coughing up
blood on a blue dress and 2 guys having a fist fight.
I was sorting black bags we'd taken from bins looking for bits of clothing and
food.
When I woke from dreams I was still on the flight with Inka, who'd given up trying to resisting me merging awarness and was less angry with me... He did warn us Leon would be furious with us both now but I was indifferent and not in the mood to care.
The handcuffs hurt
as they knew I can get out of them so it had been wrapped in a kind silicon
stuff and were so tight they were cutting off circulation to my left hand.
Next
dream I'm with my Dad in the garden at stone close. I was where the sandpit used to be outside
the shed in the rain pulling worms from a pool of water that had gathered there
and talking to my Dad about dementia and time.
Last dream I had in a diffrent space again.. By this point the plane had landed
we'd gone into a bathroom as he wanted to take a crap and I was still stuck to
him. I'd just sat on the floor and
rested my head on his knee.
He'd given up caring at this point and recognised I was fully aware how fucking
grim this could get but was up for what ever chaos was involved.. He'd just put
his hand on my head and shared recalls of me as his hunting dog.
'You're
a fucking rabid bitch when you wana be Ren' Mmmm
https://mousedream.blogspot.com/2020/10/pond-life.html
Ooo that's the same overalls you shoved me in again. 'Shit
Crew games Ren' Sounds ok to me, happy to surf a wave of
astral rage for a bit. 'So it seems' Playful
gets me locked up anyway 😏
Last dream I saw
Chris for the first time since he'd died.
We were in a walled garden space and I was cooking a meal for the many people
around. Some family but mostly
strangers. Was using 2 large slow
cookers. One filled with spicy lentils
with large nuts that I'd never seen before, the other I was shredding a cooked
chicken back into the sauce with carrots.
A pile of tin bowls and mismatched chipped crockery was stacked looking
almost clean enough to eat on.
The space had bunks, old fabric was being used to curtain some off - flights
were leaving from a small airstrip close to this place too.
I was dancing there and serving the food.
Collecting the bowls to rinse and reuse.
A woman had vomited all over the floor.
