The dreams go downhill from there.
The first one I remember was vague but not bad. It involved a trip to the optometrist who claimed I needed a stronger prescription. Apparently the new glasses I needed were to strong for single-purpose lenses so he insisted on giving me bifocals, even though I'm only nearsighted at worst. They were frameless and shiny and that's all I remember.
I did some reflecting and it turns out that dream was caused by an otter of all things.
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The second one was far more vivid, but also far more unnerving.
I was walking in a neighborhood of old-style upper-class houses, with the entire east side of the street lined with playgrounds. I was also going north, known because I sensed the magnetic polarity. I was walking through the playgrounds and each had a teeny tiny slide... about as tall as me, in some cases a little taller, and just wide enough for a housecat to slide down. I pass on this cold-looking blue day, wondering why the things are so small, and turn left so I'm heading west. I pass three of these houses, remember others, and every single one I saw had a gothic-looking baby carriage. As in what looked to be an amalgamation between a stroller and a little hearse. I stop for a second, wonder just WTF, then hear a loud voice, the pitch couldn't have some from any human older than maybe three years.
"You'll never get rid of me!"
Looking around for the source, I then see this HUGE infant, developed about 12-18 months but easily 3 feet tall. it yells "Touchy-touch!" in a sing-song voice then lunges at me with a speed that few adults could match. I really can't tell whether it was attempted ticking or attempted strangulation. There were parts of both, and seeing in this things eyes I saw a BLATANT tinge of negative energy, I wanna almost say a malicious streak. Then I woke up, an hour before I needed to. As screwed up as my internal clock is right now, that was annoying to say he least. >.>
Looking for reasons this came into my head, almost everything is of the pagan/astral variety. I now wonder if that wasn't simply intent to hurt but some entity looking to warn me of something?
I did some reflecting and it turns out that dream was caused by an otter of all things.
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The second one was far more vivid, but also far more unnerving.
I was walking in a neighborhood of old-style upper-class houses, with the entire east side of the street lined with playgrounds. I was also going north, known because I sensed the magnetic polarity. I was walking through the playgrounds and each had a teeny tiny slide... about as tall as me, in some cases a little taller, and just wide enough for a housecat to slide down. I pass on this cold-looking blue day, wondering why the things are so small, and turn left so I'm heading west. I pass three of these houses, remember others, and every single one I saw had a gothic-looking baby carriage. As in what looked to be an amalgamation between a stroller and a little hearse. I stop for a second, wonder just WTF, then hear a loud voice, the pitch couldn't have some from any human older than maybe three years.
"You'll never get rid of me!"
Looking around for the source, I then see this HUGE infant, developed about 12-18 months but easily 3 feet tall. it yells "Touchy-touch!" in a sing-song voice then lunges at me with a speed that few adults could match. I really can't tell whether it was attempted ticking or attempted strangulation. There were parts of both, and seeing in this things eyes I saw a BLATANT tinge of negative energy, I wanna almost say a malicious streak. Then I woke up, an hour before I needed to. As screwed up as my internal clock is right now, that was annoying to say he least. >.>
Looking for reasons this came into my head, almost everything is of the pagan/astral variety. I now wonder if that wasn't simply intent to hurt but some entity looking to warn me of something?