Man, I think I have visited two planes of hell in my dreams of late, that, or activist left sorority clubs. One dream was in an huge old theatre, large man sitting on big chair that I could never see his face but, the others would kneel to him when they wandered by and looked scared of him, was watching acrobatic people on those dangling cloths, meanwhile every single uppity being there were wandering around in groups all scheming and gossiping about the others but for one group, it was just ambushing the others and dragging them out or murdering them, this steamboat looking thing in the back there was an evil dr that kept snagging participants and dragging them in to do experiments on them, no one cared, they just kept on participating in the theatre and were all about, gossiping and backstabbing, even the maids that were there were doing it. heh. Other one was same creepy feel but out doors and the humanoids were getting into groups of 6 because, they had to battle each other constantly and there was no loyalty at all, they only cared to have you in the group because they were short a person what would make them weaker than another group, this dream I knew I was an outsider to the others but, just kept going with the flow, found it interesting and found all of them to be the most week, cowardly things ever, they seemed to be competing to get higher rank to be more powerful, endless cycle of it, during this dream every once in a while a male voice would echo in my head "You are not supposed to be here." first time, didn't realize it was directed at me, just a part of the place but, after a few more times I figured it was. woke up and first thought in my mind was, felt like a plane of hell filled with week cowardly lessor demons all competing and fighting. Oo There was no sanity or logic to any of them.
My thoughts at the time were, OK so, I am not supposed to be here, where is HERE and how to I not be, HERE. I was immersed in the dream, was not lucid dreaming, just did not feel frightened at all, as if none of the crazy was affecting me. I was disconnected from it in a way. I didn't see any exit signs sorta speak. I have noticed, I often have a third person view during weird dreams, there but, not really there. Like just watching things happening and going with the flow as things are not happening to me but, to others in the dream. Not always like this but, sometimes. I know what lucid dreaming is because I looked it up after I noticed that in some dreams that were horrifying me I suddenly realized it was a dream and in the same dream I turn the tables on what it was that was scary. Situation like, I was trapped in a cement pit, standing on a large pile of half rotted deer carcasses and ripped apart ones and blood splattered everywhere, I was panicking then suddenly it dawned on me, how come I cant smell anything? Why are the colors dull and faded? There is no sound, only visuals.. then I realized I was dreaming and all the fear vanished along with the realization and I woke up.
In both of the original dreams posted, I was there but, myself and apart from there. Like, the first one, I was just standing there observing the goings on of the other people or entities, since most of them didnt really seem human to me, just human like. I found the group of oddballs that would ninja out of the shadows to nab others and yank them into the darkness randomly concerning and wondered why the participants are not noticing it happening and was fully repulsed by the "evil dr" doing the same thing and again, no one bothering to care. Was tempted to go take a closer look of the big guy in the chair but, thought, it would be a real bad idea so, did not, didnt want him to take notice of me, better he sit and watch his entertainment. heh. Second one, I was interacting with the entities a bit but, again, was more observing what was going on and how they would react to each other, lots of bullying and chest puffing and random insults that would turn to scampering away the moment anyone showed any sign of actual backbone.
Man, I think I have visited two planes of hell in my dreams of late, that, or activist left sorority clubs. One dream was in an huge old theatre, large man sitting on big chair that I could never see his face but, the others would kneel to him when they wandered by and looked scared of him, was watching acrobatic people on those dangling cloths, meanwhile every single uppity being there were wandering around in groups all scheming and gossiping about the others but for one group, it was just ambushing the others and dragging them out or murdering them, this steamboat looking thing in the back there was an evil dr that kept snagging participants and dragging them in to do experiments on them, no one cared, they just kept on participating in the theatre and were all about, gossiping and backstabbing, even the maids that were there were doing it. heh. Other one was same creepy feel but out doors and the humanoids were getting into groups of 6 because, they had to battle each other constantly and there was no loyalty at all, they only cared to have you in the group because they were short a person what would make them weaker than another group, this dream I knew I was an outsider to the others but, just kept going with the flow, found it interesting and found all of them to be the most week, cowardly things ever, they seemed to be competing to get higher rank to be more powerful, endless cycle of it, during this dream every once in a while a male voice would echo in my head "You are not supposed to be here." first time, didn't realize it was directed at me, just a part of the place but, after a few more times I figured it was. woke up and first thought in my mind was, felt like a plane of hell filled with week cowardly lessor demons all competing and fighting. Oo There was no sanity or logic to any of them.
Notice it respected your free will. It just warned you that you were not supposed to be here. It gave you the right to choose.
My thoughts at the time were, OK so, I am not supposed to be here, where is HERE and how to I not be, HERE. I was immersed in the dream, was not lucid dreaming, just did not feel frightened at all, as if none of the crazy was affecting me. I was disconnected from it in a way. I didn't see any exit signs sorta speak. I have noticed, I often have a third person view during weird dreams, there but, not really there. Like just watching things happening and going with the flow as things are not happening to me but, to others in the dream. Not always like this but, sometimes. I know what lucid dreaming is because I looked it up after I noticed that in some dreams that were horrifying me I suddenly realized it was a dream and in the same dream I turn the tables on what it was that was scary. Situation like, I was trapped in a cement pit, standing on a large pile of half rotted deer carcasses and ripped apart ones and blood splattered everywhere, I was panicking then suddenly it dawned on me, how come I cant smell anything? Why are the colors dull and faded? There is no sound, only visuals.. then I realized I was dreaming and all the fear vanished along with the realization and I woke up. In both of the original dreams posted, I was there but, myself and apart from there. Like, the first one, I was just standing there observing the goings on of the other people or entities, since most of them didnt really seem human to me, just human like. I found the group of oddballs that would ninja out of the shadows to nab others and yank them into the darkness randomly concerning and wondered why the participants are not noticing it happening and was fully repulsed by the "evil dr" doing the same thing and again, no one bothering to care. Was tempted to go take a closer look of the big guy in the chair but, thought, it would be a real bad idea so, did not, didnt want him to take notice of me, better he sit and watch his entertainment. heh. Second one, I was interacting with the entities a bit but, again, was more observing what was going on and how they would react to each other, lots of bullying and chest puffing and random insults that would turn to scampering away the moment anyone showed any sign of actual backbone.
Evil feeds off of the energy from people who have fear. By standing up to it and showing no fear and trust in God .It does not get what it needs.