(10-17-2013, 12:37 PM)Brittany Wrote: I dreamed there was what I can only describe as a massive, negative, parasitic consciousness. It had multiple ways of infecting people, but the most common was through these locust-like creatures. They would fly around in clouds, and if any of them touched you for more than a few seconds they would burrow beneath your skin, dissolve into you, and completely override your personality. Those who had this happen would lose all emotional capacity and become mindless worker drones that the head consciousness could speak and act through if it so desired. There entire process was somewhat slow, which made it even more horrible, knowing you would feel yourself slipping away bit by bit like some aggressive form of Alzheimer's.

Several of my friends got infected in the dream. Honestly, it was so widespread that 100% infection seemed inevitable, but I had gone to great care to not get any of the bugs on me. In one part of the dream I pulled a mattress on top of myself so that the bugs flying overhead couldn't land on me.

Toward the end of the dream, though, the group I was with got in a fight with some infected people, who would of course go after anyone who wasn't infected. We managed to take them down, but when the fight was over I looked down at my arm and realized some of the bugs had gotten into me without me even realizing it. I wanted to cut off the part of my arm they were buried in but no one had a knife, so we decided to run back to our home base and try to surgically remove them before they could dissolve.

On our way back to the base, we got captured by some of the main soldiers of the nucleus of this huge hive mind, nested in a man's body and acting through his personality, as if wearing him as a glove. It was really quite disturbing. These soldiers had more autonomy than most and were able to talk with us without having words put in their mouths.

I found out that the core consciousness was obsessed with me. He wanted me the way a kid wants a puppy, demanding all of his minions to bring me to him. They told me he was inside the room we were standing outside of, waiting for me.

I was very close to the people still with me, including one man I was in love with. I asked the soldiers if they would leave my friends and lover unharmed if I went in to see this "man" without a fuss. They wouldn't answer me straightly, and I firmly refused to enter the room if they didn't clearly state that those with me wouldn't be harmed. It seemed that I had to enter the room of my own will and couldn't be forced through the doors, because they finally agreed. They took away my friends and I entered the room.

It looked like a regular room with a lot of people in it. I get the sense this was the core consciousness' "collection" of individuals it fancied. By that point I should have been showing all kinds of signs of infection, but I seemed strangely immune to the bugs' effects, which was perhaps why he was so interested in me in the first place.

Before I could meet the actual head honcho, I saw my lover in the room, and saw that he was infected. The soldiers had just lied to me. I felt intense emotional pain and told him I was so, so sorry. He was already partially gone, but he seemed angry that I had allowed this to happen to him. By the end of the dream his personality was almost completely gone and it was awful.

The one ray of hope was this beautiful blue crystal I just sort of manifested, and I wanted to use it to try to reverse the process. I couldn't let myself believe that there was no way to save these people, and myself as well, as I wasn't fond of the idea of being someone's pet for the rest of eternity.

(10-17-2013, 12:37 PM)Brittany Wrote: I dreamed there was what I can only describe as a massive, negative, parasitic consciousness. It had multiple ways of infecting people, but the most common was through these locust-like creatures. They would fly around in clouds, and if any of them touched you for more than a few seconds they would burrow beneath your skin, dissolve into you, and completely override your personality. Those who had this happen would lose all emotional capacity and become mindless worker drones that the head consciousness could speak and act through if it so desired. There entire process was somewhat slow, which made it even more horrible, knowing you would feel yourself slipping away bit by bit like some aggressive form of Alzheimer's.

Several of my friends got infected in the dream. Honestly, it was so widespread that 100% infection seemed inevitable, but I had gone to great care to not get any of the bugs on me. In one part of the dream I pulled a mattress on top of myself so that the bugs flying overhead couldn't land on me.

Toward the end of the dream, though, the group I was with got in a fight with some infected people, who would of course go after anyone who wasn't infected. We managed to take them down, but when the fight was over I looked down at my arm and realized some of the bugs had gotten into me without me even realizing it. I wanted to cut off the part of my arm they were buried in but no one had a knife, so we decided to run back to our home base and try to surgically remove them before they could dissolve.

On our way back to the base, we got captured by some of the main soldiers of the nucleus of this huge hive mind, nested in a man's body and acting through his personality, as if wearing him as a glove. It was really quite disturbing. These soldiers had more autonomy than most and were able to talk with us without having words put in their mouths.

I found out that the core consciousness was obsessed with me. He wanted me the way a kid wants a puppy, demanding all of his minions to bring me to him. They told me he was inside the room we were standing outside of, waiting for me.

I was very close to the people still with me, including one man I was in love with. I asked the soldiers if they would leave my friends and lover unharmed if I went in to see this "man" without a fuss. They wouldn't answer me straightly, and I firmly refused to enter the room if they didn't clearly state that those with me wouldn't be harmed. It seemed that I had to enter the room of my own will and couldn't be forced through the doors, because they finally agreed. They took away my friends and I entered the room.

It looked like a regular room with a lot of people in it. I get the sense this was the core consciousness' "collection" of individuals it fancied. By that point I should have been showing all kinds of signs of infection, but I seemed strangely immune to the bugs' effects, which was perhaps why he was so interested in me in the first place.

Before I could meet the actual head honcho, I saw my lover in the room, and saw that he was infected. The soldiers had just lied to me. I felt intense emotional pain and told him I was so, so sorry. He was already partially gone, but he seemed angry that I had allowed this to happen to him. By the end of the dream his personality was almost completely gone and it was awful.

The one ray of hope was this beautiful blue crystal I just sort of manifested, and I wanted to use it to try to reverse the process. I couldn't let myself believe that there was no way to save these people, and myself as well, as I wasn't fond of the idea of being someone's pet for the rest of eternity.

(11-10-2013, 09:48 PM)Brittany Wrote: Here is how I would interpret the bug dream: the "bugs" are negative thoughts that, once they take root, can literally "get under your skin" and come to control your whole being without you even realizing it, outside of the fact that your happiness is slowly slipping away. When a person displays a negative attitude, it is often contagious, and can spread like wildfire within groups of people (one person being in a bad mood can ruin the day for the whole office). Often once a person becomes "infected" with a negative attitude, they will begin to lash out at anyone displaying positive qualities because it provides them with an unpleasant mirror.

The nucleus of the parasite represents the shadow self, who honestly just wants attention, and is constantly attempting to grab onto the conscious self and pull it down into its layer so it may be recognized.

The blue crystal represents the ability to know and communicate oneself in clarity, this solid foundation granting immunity to infection from parasitic thoughts.

Considering the things happening in my life right now, I am very grateful this dream was given to me as a teaching tool before the poo hit the fan. If I asked protection from all my nightmares I'd be denied so many valuable lessons. I've had dreams in which I was truly attacked (and woken up with the marks to prove it), and this dream was harmless.

(11-10-2013, 09:48 PM)Brittany Wrote: Here is how I would interpret the bug dream: the "bugs" are negative thoughts that, once they take root, can literally "get under your skin" and come to control your whole being without you even realizing it, outside of the fact that your happiness is slowly slipping away. When a person displays a negative attitude, it is often contagious, and can spread like wildfire within groups of people (one person being in a bad mood can ruin the day for the whole office). Often once a person becomes "infected" with a negative attitude, they will begin to lash out at anyone displaying positive qualities because it provides them with an unpleasant mirror.

The nucleus of the parasite represents the shadow self, who honestly just wants attention, and is constantly attempting to grab onto the conscious self and pull it down into its layer so it may be recognized.

The blue crystal represents the ability to know and communicate oneself in clarity, this solid foundation granting immunity to infection from parasitic thoughts.

Considering the things happening in my life right now, I am very grateful this dream was given to me as a teaching tool before the poo hit the fan. If I asked protection from all my nightmares I'd be denied so many valuable lessons. I've had dreams in which I was truly attacked (and woken up with the marks to prove it), and this dream was harmless.

(11-12-2013, 11:20 AM)Brittany Wrote: Somewhere between sleeping and waking, I heard the most beautiful piano solo playing in my head. I realized it was a theme song for one of the characters in my book, perhaps for if it ever got made into a movie. I realized that I was the one composing this solo, and I felt sad because I knew I wouldn't remember it when I actually woke up, and even if I did I wouldn't have the technical expertise to replicate it. I can't even remember what it sounded like now, only that it was perfect enough to move someone to tears. I've had other instances of this in the past, even when fully awake. Perhaps I was a composer in a past life...or maybe I'm just sensitive enough to pick up on songs as they're being thought into existence from time to time.

(11-12-2013, 12:19 PM)Gemini Wolf Wrote: I have frequently heard piano music that was beautiful. It's the Sounds of the Spheres that angels make.

Once in a dream I heard a beautiful song about Raccoon Mario from Super Mario Bros that made me cry with tears in my eyes when I awoke. I think the only dream that had that effect on me.

(11-12-2013, 01:25 PM)Tanner Wrote: I have often wished I could just telepathically share the music in my head with others aha

(11-12-2013, 01:28 PM)Melissa Wrote: Me too! And not just music

(11-20-2013, 11:17 AM)truesimultaneity Wrote: saw edward snowden this morning. i have no idea where we were, what was up, what we were wearing or anything but i'm 100% positive i saw him & he was really close to my face.