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The Living Force
I had a jamboree of dream states last night so I thought I'd log them down before they get forgotten, as is the way with dreams. I would awaken after each one, then slip back into a reverie and dream again, it was a really intense night I can tell you. The first dream was lost in the memory hole for now, but I may recover memories of it, but for now it is lost to me sadly.
The second dream involved a minister/journalist called Rick Wiles, host of TruNews, an orthodox christian news service which I follow. We were adventuring, searching for evidence of some thing or other (with me it's usually UFO's, lol), though just what it was in this situation is lost to me sadly, as dreams so quickly fade from consciousness. He was younger than his current self in the dream, we were about the same age as it unfolded, and bizarrely many famous figures came into view as it developed. We just seemed to be very focussed and determined in our exploits, searching, as I said, for evidence of something or other, but frustratingly I cannot recollect just what this elusive subject/object was. Well, eventually we ended our work together and set off for an office complex where we would be meeting other workers.
We reached the office and this is where things got strange; the office room had no flooring, just a sheer drop if we lost our footing, and this scared me greatly (I suffer from vertigo). Many other workers were assembled in the office, sitting on ledges before this sheer drop below, so eventually I plucked up the courage to enter and begin what was to become some sort of conference. Amazingly, once my fear of the drop had abated, a floor suddenly loomed into view and we were back on firm office flooring again. I was naturally delighted by this and as I reported to my office superior I uttered a phrase, "You'll never believe what we've just seen". Both myself and Mr Wiles were very excited by what we'd been working on, and keen to report back our news! And then, so frustratingly as dreams are, just as the conference was to begin, I woke up, needed to go pee. My mind was racing and I almost stumbled into my bedroom cupboards as I got out of bed. I couldn't get my mind around what had been a very comprehensive and interesting dream experience, but this much had stuck in my mind and I jotted down what I could recall before going back to bed. I just wish I could recall what the object of such study was, so annoying to have forgotten it!
Very drowsy, I settled back into sleep, and then things got really strange. I fell into a dream state once again, but this time I was adventuring with one of my former girlfriends. My recollections of this dream are also vague, which is so frustrating, but we were once again on some kind of intelligence work, seeking and figuring stuff out. At one point we stopped the car we were in, and reported into what was some kind of clandestine meeting point in an old abandoned shop. Many people had assembled there, and we began talking about what we had discovered on our individual assignments, but again, frustratingly, I cannot fathom what we were discussing. The whole exchange was very serious in tone however, in a dark abandoned store with flashlights and lanterns on the floor. Eventually the conference ended, and my ex girlfriend and I got into our car to drive home. (this part is weird because I don't drive in real life, probably a bit of wish fullfillment on my part.)
At some point after this we parked the car to go to our flat; but we were temporarily distracted by an outpouring of passion on both our parts, I'll say no more on that as it is a bit personal. But at this point, a dark skinned man had appeared at the window of our car and had some kind of pistol aimed squarely at us through the window. I lurched forward to open the door and confront the man but I was placed in an immediate sleep state. I've never fallen asleep within a dream before so this was particularly odd! When I awoke, I saw my ex girlfriend with blood pouring out of her mouth, she was dead, murdered. The man was nowhere to be seen. I'm no dream analyst but I gathered from this exchange that this was the soul of my ex finally saying a full and proper goodbye to me.
Immediately after this I awoke and it was morning. I've felt an unbelievable level of sadness about this experience all day. On the one hand I was an intrepid adventurer, on the other hand a grieving partner. So really weird to have these dreams at this point in time, I feel like someone's shook my hand and punched me in the gut at the same time. This melancholy will take some time to pass I suspect.
The second dream involved a minister/journalist called Rick Wiles, host of TruNews, an orthodox christian news service which I follow. We were adventuring, searching for evidence of some thing or other (with me it's usually UFO's, lol), though just what it was in this situation is lost to me sadly, as dreams so quickly fade from consciousness. He was younger than his current self in the dream, we were about the same age as it unfolded, and bizarrely many famous figures came into view as it developed. We just seemed to be very focussed and determined in our exploits, searching, as I said, for evidence of something or other, but frustratingly I cannot recollect just what this elusive subject/object was. Well, eventually we ended our work together and set off for an office complex where we would be meeting other workers.
We reached the office and this is where things got strange; the office room had no flooring, just a sheer drop if we lost our footing, and this scared me greatly (I suffer from vertigo). Many other workers were assembled in the office, sitting on ledges before this sheer drop below, so eventually I plucked up the courage to enter and begin what was to become some sort of conference. Amazingly, once my fear of the drop had abated, a floor suddenly loomed into view and we were back on firm office flooring again. I was naturally delighted by this and as I reported to my office superior I uttered a phrase, "You'll never believe what we've just seen". Both myself and Mr Wiles were very excited by what we'd been working on, and keen to report back our news! And then, so frustratingly as dreams are, just as the conference was to begin, I woke up, needed to go pee. My mind was racing and I almost stumbled into my bedroom cupboards as I got out of bed. I couldn't get my mind around what had been a very comprehensive and interesting dream experience, but this much had stuck in my mind and I jotted down what I could recall before going back to bed. I just wish I could recall what the object of such study was, so annoying to have forgotten it!
Very drowsy, I settled back into sleep, and then things got really strange. I fell into a dream state once again, but this time I was adventuring with one of my former girlfriends. My recollections of this dream are also vague, which is so frustrating, but we were once again on some kind of intelligence work, seeking and figuring stuff out. At one point we stopped the car we were in, and reported into what was some kind of clandestine meeting point in an old abandoned shop. Many people had assembled there, and we began talking about what we had discovered on our individual assignments, but again, frustratingly, I cannot fathom what we were discussing. The whole exchange was very serious in tone however, in a dark abandoned store with flashlights and lanterns on the floor. Eventually the conference ended, and my ex girlfriend and I got into our car to drive home. (this part is weird because I don't drive in real life, probably a bit of wish fullfillment on my part.)
At some point after this we parked the car to go to our flat; but we were temporarily distracted by an outpouring of passion on both our parts, I'll say no more on that as it is a bit personal. But at this point, a dark skinned man had appeared at the window of our car and had some kind of pistol aimed squarely at us through the window. I lurched forward to open the door and confront the man but I was placed in an immediate sleep state. I've never fallen asleep within a dream before so this was particularly odd! When I awoke, I saw my ex girlfriend with blood pouring out of her mouth, she was dead, murdered. The man was nowhere to be seen. I'm no dream analyst but I gathered from this exchange that this was the soul of my ex finally saying a full and proper goodbye to me.
Immediately after this I awoke and it was morning. I've felt an unbelievable level of sadness about this experience all day. On the one hand I was an intrepid adventurer, on the other hand a grieving partner. So really weird to have these dreams at this point in time, I feel like someone's shook my hand and punched me in the gut at the same time. This melancholy will take some time to pass I suspect.
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