Those Who Journey Into My Subconscious

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

.::Controlling Dreams::.

I only remember bits and pieces of the dream. There were several dreams, but I only remember two of them. I was walking through a department store, except it was outdoors.
The aisles, racks, etc were lined up as if in a building, but the store was out in the open. There was ground and grass. There was a building with no doors, only open doorways. That was like the place for the store workers to go when on break and such. As I was walking and shopping, my best friend (who works at this store) got me a job there. I started right then. I had not had training and the other workers were in back in the little open break room/building. A woman was there shopping and I assisted her. She wanted to take jewelry out of the boxes to try it on. I hesitated and did not think that was allowed, but I asked my best friend. I didn't know that she wasn't really paying attention. She said it was okay, but she didn't really know what she was okaying. I reluctantly let the woman take the jewelry out of boxes and try it on. After she was done, she left in a hurry. I had the feeling she was stealing, so I was going to search her. She threw a fit and acted insulted. We all knew she had stole, though. My best friend came out and said to just let her leave and that she should have told me. She apologized and said that woman is always stealing. The woman had gotten into her car. I thought she left, but instead she was trying to run all of the other workers over. I was in the building. I stepped out so she would chase me instead of them. She chased me and I eluded her. I may have made her wreck. I do not remember. In the second dream, I barely remember anything. I remember being in two different worlds/realities or going back and forth from two different worlds/realities. In the one reality, I was with a man who I feel was my spouse. The only thing I definitely remember about him was his low hair and the way he made me feel (which was amazing). I had to go to the other realm to fight this other man/being/god. He was very powerful. I knew I couldn't beat him and since he wanted me, I had to give in until I could beat him. Somewhere in the dream I found how to replicate myself and be in the two realities simultaneously. So while the actual me would be with my spouse, the replicate/clone would be with the enemy. I would experience both realities simultaneously. I controlled both bodies. In the first reality, I was having sex with my spouse. In the alternate reality, the man/being wanted to have sex with me, so I had to give in. He suspected something, though, and he kept trying to look into the first reality. He had the ability to peer into any reality he chose. I had to keep him focused on the reality we were in, in order to hide that he wasn't with my real body. Somewhere in the dream I was looking into water. I was laying on my back and this water was above my face. It was like a large pool of water suspended in air, unaware of gravity. I looked into the water and could see the enemy. I attempted to pull him out of it, but I repeatedly failed. I nearly woke up, but I forced myself to stay asleep. I took my right hand and reached into the water. I focused incredibly hard. I held my hand out in the "stop" or "hold it right there" hand pose (open palm, fingers closed, thumb out). I looked at the area between my thumb and index finger. He was off in the distance. I slowly made my fingers and thumb meet.

Like this person's hand, only very slowly. It was as if there was an incredible amount of pressure or resistance between my fingers, though. I had to do this about three times before I successfully shrunk him and pulled him out through the water/portal. It was like if you were able to pull thick clouds or fog. As I pulled him through the water/portal I consumed him. I ate him. It was like eating thick hookah smoke. I remember feeling a sense of achievement or as if I had beaten him.

Somewhere in the dream, I remember jumping down a small cliff and landing on my feet. I also seem to vaguely recall running on water, or running on very light stones that were floating on the water. Even if I did run on the stones, had this been in our reality, those rocks would not have held anyone. They would have sunk. This is all I remember.

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