I woke up this morning in a cold sweat, having drempt of some massive parade where a German police commissioner dressed like The Fuhrer called on me to speak about legalizing psychadelic drugs. It was really fucked up. All I remember is me saying how there should be a separation of law and human will, then I tore off my shirt and begged the commissioner to sign my chest. Does anyone else have any fucked up dreams involving random political figures?
Being released from a Prison that was set up more like the Truman show than anything by Helen Clark https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxa2HtNzuo0
i don't think there really are political figures in the world my dreams usually take place in. which is even odder because in one of them there were some people who wanted to make me one. there's really just the villages, every one each as formally or informally organized as its consensus happens to be there's a world government, that's so far away no one is bothered by it, nor does it bother them. the rail lines are kind of a tribe themselves. profit and cost are alien concepts. creating useful things is in itself gratifying. you might think anyone militant and with weapons could just come in and take over, but it doesn't work that way. the reason it doesn't may seem kind of strange. there's a life form who's natural defense is to make anything its threatened by have really bad dreams and become completely disoriented, whether awake or asleep. it is mostly believed it does this entirely by automatic reflex. people coexist with them, mostly at a distance, but not always. once one gets to know you, you always feel safe and confident. even the world government isn't a hierarchy and no one 'rules' anything but themselves. people do get together to do things, like at the universities, but even that's motivated by liking to. coal isn't mined, oil isn't drilled, cars and guns aren't manufactured. just the little trains run everywhere. robots that look more like garden tractors then people do everything that needs to be done when there isn't someone else doing it. its actually quite technologically advanced. though in many places, except for the little trains, you might almost never know it. and they all run by stored energy and solar charging systems. its not that every place is the same like that. every place is different. way more different then our waking world has become used to. but what is every place, is people avoid creating stressful conditions and situations, because the zozzles. i suppose an invading force, could try wiping out the zozzles first. but that's not likely to happen either. besides being agile and elusive, and the nature of their defensive reflex, they seem to have some sort of psionic networking.
I usually dream of glen glen busting into my house in a police officer outfit and "strip searching" me and then using fuzzy handcuffs
I was an angel of the lord in a dream. What's strange is it was one of the most vivid dreams I ever had Hotwater
Same with mine. I remember all details I think. I've written about it in here before a few times from memory. It was a part of a haunting incident I was going though where, I'd later learn that, I came into possession of something that had obviously meant a lot to someone in a past life. I believe this object to have had a possessive spirit. For weeks I would awake in bed with scratches and marks all over my body. I would also without meaning to, fall asleep for no reason just to have specific dreams about a invisible presence driving me out of my house. Long story short: they became so intense that I asked my Nordic guru for some advice. I listened to him and did what I had to do. The next dream I had I got to meet my presence. She was a middle aged lady and screamed at me to get out of "her" house. She threw pots and pans until I ran outside. I once again talked to my guru and he came with more advice. I went back, took advice on board and my next dream was a very pleasant one albeit starting out as horrific and thrilling as the others. But I met an inaudible angel in that dream that could not speak but I could hear him very clear who told me that from now on everything would be okay, he was an arc angel sent from God. All was good. And all was good. I never had any trouble again. Since then, I am accompanied in my dream by a few distant characters but I believe since that day that there presence looking over me, protecting me, watching out for me. It makes me feel blessed.
My experience was ethereal. I was floating in mid-air and when I turned my head to find out what was keeping me up to my surprise I had a set of wings Hotwater
