Tonight I died
Tonight I died. This is the first dream I can remember being dead. It followed my theory perfectly.
I was an old man in a far distant past. I was a member of a warrior nation. This nation was very violent, yet wise at the same time. Myself and my men had been captured by my enemy. This part of the dream is all fuzzy, yet I know it happened. We were brought back to their camp and made to talk. To discuss something. I believe it was water. When they were done with me, I was pushed out towards the fire. A huge bon fire was constructed in the middle of their camp. A warrior from the other tribe was becoming impatient and asked the other leader if it could be done now. A voice called out to me to watch the fire. I did. That is when I died. My head was removed from my body. No pain. None what so ever.
This is when I met the Shaman. Together we talked, and he had me look into the fire multiple times. Each time I saw something else. What did I see? I can not say. The past, the future, perhaps even myself as I was dreaming it all. I was at peace during this time. Myself and the shaman spoke quite often about what I saw. In the end, I had made up my mind. The shaman said "Sometimes a great man must make sacrifices for the sake of his people." Then he mentioned something about water. When I was done with him, I had decided to go back and do it again. That is when I became alive again, and in the past. Once I was there, and set along the right path, I was able to wake up.
I was an old man in a far distant past. I was a member of a warrior nation. This nation was very violent, yet wise at the same time. Myself and my men had been captured by my enemy. This part of the dream is all fuzzy, yet I know it happened. We were brought back to their camp and made to talk. To discuss something. I believe it was water. When they were done with me, I was pushed out towards the fire. A huge bon fire was constructed in the middle of their camp. A warrior from the other tribe was becoming impatient and asked the other leader if it could be done now. A voice called out to me to watch the fire. I did. That is when I died. My head was removed from my body. No pain. None what so ever.
This is when I met the Shaman. Together we talked, and he had me look into the fire multiple times. Each time I saw something else. What did I see? I can not say. The past, the future, perhaps even myself as I was dreaming it all. I was at peace during this time. Myself and the shaman spoke quite often about what I saw. In the end, I had made up my mind. The shaman said "Sometimes a great man must make sacrifices for the sake of his people." Then he mentioned something about water. When I was done with him, I had decided to go back and do it again. That is when I became alive again, and in the past. Once I was there, and set along the right path, I was able to wake up.