More dreams and shifting gears...
First, the non-dream stuff.
My beliefs are a weird amalgamation of existentialism (or rather, happy nihilism), general paganism, and the native american cosmology. For the latter, particularly the totems. I've found that increasingly often, a species will BLAIR into my head and guide me (or at least give ideas) on how to tackle a situation -- usually a long term one on the magnitude of months. Raccoon taught me to disguise my social awkwardness long enough to get into customer service a year ago. A mated pair of ravens showed me the way to positive darkness if that makes any sense, to help me with some problems in my head. And the undying phoenix... I'd rather not get into THAT battle. Suffice to say "No matter how awful things become, you'll live through them" is a f---ing BAD omen. I like the creature, but I hope I never have to see it as a guide again. -_- As a companion, maybe, then at least I'm not being dumped into a mental jihad.
And now it comes time for a new creature to frolic (yes, frolic) in and show me the next step on this acid trip called life. This time shes a guide that takes NOTHING seriously, spazzes at random moments, and just doesn't care about any so-called tests or trials. From what I can glean she wants me to be more social or less tense, maybe less cynical?, but I'm only getting vague, fleeting patterns of thought. Does anyone who reads this know much else about otter medicine?
---
And now for the dreams for lastnight. These were... odd and disconcerting, but not as directly bad as lastnight's baby monster... thing.
1. This one was relatively vague, relatively short. In this one I for some reason was in a mental stupor, almost like drunk, and it was 6 AM. I walked into a McDonalds on the edge of town, east of my old high school, had a hamburger and fries. Anyone whose tried McDonalds fries probably knows they're all like WTF different and tasting very strongly of beef tallow. These ones tasted like normal fries. Then it hit me that I'd probably just ingested parts of a genetically altered kangaroo uterus inside a gel of reprocessed cow s--- (can you tell I hate most fast food?), and this hit me with an irritating wave of GUILT? And thats where it ends.
I had a similar dream awhile back, same McDonalds (which I'm fairly certain does NOT exist in that location irl), but with different food (something chicken-based), and maybe a different time (night, 2 AM if I recall. I think I'd written it down in an old journal but deleted it). I think this was caused by stupid radio commercials, actually.
2. This one was vague and fleeting as far as sights and sounds went, but EXTREMELY vivid as far as awareness -- as in so vivid I probably could've projected right then and there if I had a cue to tell me I wasn't in the physical. Someone called me in a phone to tell me my paycheck was screwed up and I wouldn't be getting it. I ended up going from what looked like a huge hotel lobby to a few random rooms and halls calling in for and asking for favors, essentially having to go from point A alllllll the way to point (insert college-level kanji here) to sort out the mess and actually get paid. There was more to it, I'd imagine, but my alarm cut me off mid-dream.
As for the cause of this one... directly correlated to 'problems in the system' irl, which I'd found out today, were fixed without a hitch.
My beliefs are a weird amalgamation of existentialism (or rather, happy nihilism), general paganism, and the native american cosmology. For the latter, particularly the totems. I've found that increasingly often, a species will BLAIR into my head and guide me (or at least give ideas) on how to tackle a situation -- usually a long term one on the magnitude of months. Raccoon taught me to disguise my social awkwardness long enough to get into customer service a year ago. A mated pair of ravens showed me the way to positive darkness if that makes any sense, to help me with some problems in my head. And the undying phoenix... I'd rather not get into THAT battle. Suffice to say "No matter how awful things become, you'll live through them" is a f---ing BAD omen. I like the creature, but I hope I never have to see it as a guide again. -_- As a companion, maybe, then at least I'm not being dumped into a mental jihad.
And now it comes time for a new creature to frolic (yes, frolic) in and show me the next step on this acid trip called life. This time shes a guide that takes NOTHING seriously, spazzes at random moments, and just doesn't care about any so-called tests or trials. From what I can glean she wants me to be more social or less tense, maybe less cynical?, but I'm only getting vague, fleeting patterns of thought. Does anyone who reads this know much else about otter medicine?
---
And now for the dreams for lastnight. These were... odd and disconcerting, but not as directly bad as lastnight's baby monster... thing.
1. This one was relatively vague, relatively short. In this one I for some reason was in a mental stupor, almost like drunk, and it was 6 AM. I walked into a McDonalds on the edge of town, east of my old high school, had a hamburger and fries. Anyone whose tried McDonalds fries probably knows they're all like WTF different and tasting very strongly of beef tallow. These ones tasted like normal fries. Then it hit me that I'd probably just ingested parts of a genetically altered kangaroo uterus inside a gel of reprocessed cow s--- (can you tell I hate most fast food?), and this hit me with an irritating wave of GUILT? And thats where it ends.
I had a similar dream awhile back, same McDonalds (which I'm fairly certain does NOT exist in that location irl), but with different food (something chicken-based), and maybe a different time (night, 2 AM if I recall. I think I'd written it down in an old journal but deleted it). I think this was caused by stupid radio commercials, actually.
2. This one was vague and fleeting as far as sights and sounds went, but EXTREMELY vivid as far as awareness -- as in so vivid I probably could've projected right then and there if I had a cue to tell me I wasn't in the physical. Someone called me in a phone to tell me my paycheck was screwed up and I wouldn't be getting it. I ended up going from what looked like a huge hotel lobby to a few random rooms and halls calling in for and asking for favors, essentially having to go from point A alllllll the way to point (insert college-level kanji here) to sort out the mess and actually get paid. There was more to it, I'd imagine, but my alarm cut me off mid-dream.
As for the cause of this one... directly correlated to 'problems in the system' irl, which I'd found out today, were fixed without a hitch.