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So every once in a while I have very vivid dreams and they are usually from a camera point of view, like I am not actually in the dream, I am just witnessing events and the feelings these characters have, kinda like watching an actual movie. It's very bizarre. The last dream I had like this was about an old man finding the end of the world and it was beautiful and I got to witness it with him. Last night, however, nothing was beautiful.
The dream started off with "me" looking through the eyes of a little girl playing with a doll. I can't seem to remember what was going on with the doll, but it was something that feels important, but like I said, I can't remember. Then there is a knock at the door and my camera angle is through the eyes of 3 women all huddling around the back door in the kitchen. There is a woman who came out of a field in the rain at night asking for a place to [take, make, find] her medication for her rare case of depression. She is dressed in rags plus it's dark so it is hard to see her face. She seemed to be around 30 or 40 years old and average weight and height. I think she had olive skin and dark hair. Then after some convincing, the three women let her in the house and my camera vision went to her hands over the frame of the door. They had bees all over them, like completely covered in bees. Once the women said she could come in she closed her eyes and seemed to be doing some meditation thing to will the bees off, because as her eyes were closed, they slowly left her hands.
also, at some point that I can't seem to confidently place anywhere, Mel Gibson (I watched Grandma's Boy that night) was in the house counting backwards in a weird language that only he could speak, almost like a devilish language. As he counted backwards there were subtitles. One of the numbers (if I remember correctly) was "Maytay." As he named each number, there was an image of half an unripe (yellow) grapefruit being pushed on at the center from behind so the flesh would indent out next to it. After all the numbers were named and shown on the "subtitles" (which were in a sidekick themed font/color scheme if you know what that looks like) there would be a bunch of small words all cluttered at the end, which I am guessing are like separable suffixes that go at the end or something. He was all by himself in this "scene" and only counted back from 3.
The last part I can remember is a scene where Mel and the little girl are sitting in a room. She says to him "I can count backwards from 3!" and counts backwards in this strange language and he begins to count backwards from 6. As they start counting together, my head starts to feel this weird little pounding/pulsing sensation on the back right side of my head, a little farther back than my ear but above my neck. I woke up still feeling this pulsing and in total sleep paralysis. I somehow forced myself to stay awake so I could tell my fiance who was sleeping next to me about it because I was terribly disturbed. A few times I tried to just shut my eyes and go back to sleep but the dream was so vivid, I couldn't stop recalling each moment and then I saw everyone in the dream huddled around in a circle on a floor and I was just so scared I finally just woke up and told him everything.
We talked about it for a while and he asked if Ive ever had any issues with bees and I haven't. I've never even been stung by one. When I'm in the garden at my school I pick raspberries with bees buzzing right next to me without a care.
I didn't tell him about the little girl in the beginning because she seemed unrelated but then as I thought about it/wrote it out, I realized she was the same girl that was counting backwards. Previously I had thought the sick woman brought her or she WAS the sick woman (schizophrenia? lol) or something like that.
The sidekick text for the subtitles is because I was using my sidekick a lot this week because I wasn't at school (aka: I had service!) so I am assuming that is why.
The grapefruits, I have no fucking clue. I did just recently start to like grapefruit and when my school's dining hall has unripe grapefruit that is yellow, it freaks me out. It should just be pink.
anyways, I really just needed to write this down. I have no clue of the significance of any of it but the dream was just so vivid and strange I can't forget it.
The dream started off with "me" looking through the eyes of a little girl playing with a doll. I can't seem to remember what was going on with the doll, but it was something that feels important, but like I said, I can't remember. Then there is a knock at the door and my camera angle is through the eyes of 3 women all huddling around the back door in the kitchen. There is a woman who came out of a field in the rain at night asking for a place to [take, make, find] her medication for her rare case of depression. She is dressed in rags plus it's dark so it is hard to see her face. She seemed to be around 30 or 40 years old and average weight and height. I think she had olive skin and dark hair. Then after some convincing, the three women let her in the house and my camera vision went to her hands over the frame of the door. They had bees all over them, like completely covered in bees. Once the women said she could come in she closed her eyes and seemed to be doing some meditation thing to will the bees off, because as her eyes were closed, they slowly left her hands.
also, at some point that I can't seem to confidently place anywhere, Mel Gibson (I watched Grandma's Boy that night) was in the house counting backwards in a weird language that only he could speak, almost like a devilish language. As he counted backwards there were subtitles. One of the numbers (if I remember correctly) was "Maytay." As he named each number, there was an image of half an unripe (yellow) grapefruit being pushed on at the center from behind so the flesh would indent out next to it. After all the numbers were named and shown on the "subtitles" (which were in a sidekick themed font/color scheme if you know what that looks like) there would be a bunch of small words all cluttered at the end, which I am guessing are like separable suffixes that go at the end or something. He was all by himself in this "scene" and only counted back from 3.
The last part I can remember is a scene where Mel and the little girl are sitting in a room. She says to him "I can count backwards from 3!" and counts backwards in this strange language and he begins to count backwards from 6. As they start counting together, my head starts to feel this weird little pounding/pulsing sensation on the back right side of my head, a little farther back than my ear but above my neck. I woke up still feeling this pulsing and in total sleep paralysis. I somehow forced myself to stay awake so I could tell my fiance who was sleeping next to me about it because I was terribly disturbed. A few times I tried to just shut my eyes and go back to sleep but the dream was so vivid, I couldn't stop recalling each moment and then I saw everyone in the dream huddled around in a circle on a floor and I was just so scared I finally just woke up and told him everything.
We talked about it for a while and he asked if Ive ever had any issues with bees and I haven't. I've never even been stung by one. When I'm in the garden at my school I pick raspberries with bees buzzing right next to me without a care.
I didn't tell him about the little girl in the beginning because she seemed unrelated but then as I thought about it/wrote it out, I realized she was the same girl that was counting backwards. Previously I had thought the sick woman brought her or she WAS the sick woman (schizophrenia? lol) or something like that.
The sidekick text for the subtitles is because I was using my sidekick a lot this week because I wasn't at school (aka: I had service!) so I am assuming that is why.
The grapefruits, I have no fucking clue. I did just recently start to like grapefruit and when my school's dining hall has unripe grapefruit that is yellow, it freaks me out. It should just be pink.
anyways, I really just needed to write this down. I have no clue of the significance of any of it but the dream was just so vivid and strange I can't forget it.