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A couple of nights ago, I had a really disturbing dream. Not like any other dream I've had before. This was the first dream I've had that I could actually call a nightmare, with something in it that was actually scary.
I was being chased around by the devil. I've only had one other dream with any kind of religious significance. but the devil was in black robes with a hoo, his hands and arms were wrapped in black cloth too. He had a mask on though, kind of like the Scream guys but the mask was just a white skeleton mask that you'd see on halloween.
so I was running from satan, and I remember having a surge of faith in god, and I started flying (first time i've ever flown in a dream, really cool), but then I noticed the devil floating after me and I began to sink back to the ground. then later I was in my room in my apartment and I was playing guitar, the only song i've written that has any kind spiritual meaning behind it, when I stopped and looked up, the devil was in the doorway to my room (it was really dark inside the apartment too.) he was holding a cup in one hand, like he was just watching me play, he was my audience. I felt like he saw my recent delve into religion as a show or an act, and was just waiting for my song to end to reassert his control in my life. a split second after i looked up at him, he dropped the cup and floated at me, really quickly, kind of a lunge. I was experienced a feeling of complete dread, but clasped my hands around satan's throat. we wrestled around on the floor, but I woke up before long and before either had won. crazy dream. really freaked me out. anyways, I hope you all had a wonderful evening, sorry for the poor quality contained herein.
I was being chased around by the devil. I've only had one other dream with any kind of religious significance. but the devil was in black robes with a hoo, his hands and arms were wrapped in black cloth too. He had a mask on though, kind of like the Scream guys but the mask was just a white skeleton mask that you'd see on halloween.
so I was running from satan, and I remember having a surge of faith in god, and I started flying (first time i've ever flown in a dream, really cool), but then I noticed the devil floating after me and I began to sink back to the ground. then later I was in my room in my apartment and I was playing guitar, the only song i've written that has any kind spiritual meaning behind it, when I stopped and looked up, the devil was in the doorway to my room (it was really dark inside the apartment too.) he was holding a cup in one hand, like he was just watching me play, he was my audience. I felt like he saw my recent delve into religion as a show or an act, and was just waiting for my song to end to reassert his control in my life. a split second after i looked up at him, he dropped the cup and floated at me, really quickly, kind of a lunge. I was experienced a feeling of complete dread, but clasped my hands around satan's throat. we wrestled around on the floor, but I woke up before long and before either had won. crazy dream. really freaked me out. anyways, I hope you all had a wonderful evening, sorry for the poor quality contained herein.