Dream Journal 4

March 29th 2005


Dream #1
I’m standing in a stone staircase which leads down. There is a door behind me, but it is shut. I tentatively begin to descend the staircase, and as it twists and winds, I begin to hear several voices echoing up toward me. I quickly blow out the candles I’ve been seeing my way with, and there is a light source coming from the bottom of the stairway. My face is sticky with sweat and blood (I don’t know why there’s blood on my face and hands, but there is). I can hear the voices getting louder, but they aren’t speaking in English, so I can’t understand what they’re saying. I finally get to the bottom of the stairs, and it opens up into a large chamber, the ceiling must be at least thirty feet high. There is a large pit (maybe ten feet across) and in the center there is a thick stone slab, which is supported by several other stone beams that span the length of the opening. Inside the pit there is a large fire. In the room, there are several figures (seven?), all cloaked in brown hooded robes. They’re saying something excitedly, and then from a cave like opening to the right a figure, robed in black, enters the room. In his hands he is carrying a large book, and across the top of the book a large knife is resting. The seven figures in brown are standing in a circle, their arms and hands upraised towards the stone in the center. The man in black walks to the stone slab, gently lays the book and knife down, and then raises his hands as well. He then begins to chant something in a language I cannot understand. He finishes, and then opens the book laying on the stone slab, and he begins to read from it, again in a language I can’t quite make out (although it may be my paranoia, I’m positive I heard some “behalah”s in there). As he is chanting, the seven other hooded figures begin to chant something as well. He then reaches down and grabs the knife from the stone slab. He holds the palm of his hand and cuts it, and then clenches his fist over the stone, cause blood to drip freely into the center. He then begins to chant louder and louder, as do the other hooded figures. Then something very strange happens. The blood on the stone begins to glow a light blue color, and then out of the small pool of blood, two small blue glowing hands appear, as if the pool of blood were a hole in the stone. The hands pull at the sides of the blood, and the “hole” created seems to expand or stretch, and then arms and a strange looking head emerge. The creature then pulls it’s entire body out. It appears to be a human, except the only facial features it has are two blank eyes (no irises or pupils) and the figure is naked, but does not appear to have any genitals. It is tall, lean, and muscular. The figure stands on the stone, almost hunching slightly, it stands roughly five feet, and the chanting dies of. One of the seven robed figures the walks to the center stone slab. The black robed figure holds the knife out, and the brown robed figure drops his robe, and stands completely nude before the stone slab. It takes me a moment to recognize him, because his hair is different, and he has a moustache, but its Barry, from work. He climbs to stand in front of the blue glowing creature. He takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and stands with his arms outstretched. The blue glowing creature reaches out and puts his fingers inside Barry’s mouth. He then pulls his mouth open, and a slit opens in the blue creatures face. A long, glowing, worm like creature, which is the same blueish, whiteish glow, with small black spines running down it's sides, writhes it's way out of the face of this creature, and slides into Barry's mouth. I can see Barry's muscles tensing, but the creature holds him steady as the grub-like thing wriggles it's way down Barry's throat. Barry then collapses onto the stone slab, and the remaining robed figures begin chanting again, as his body begins to convulse and shake. While he's shaking, the blue creature clambs back into the pool of blood, and disappears intot he stone. Barry's convulsions eventually subside, and a strange scar appears on his sternum, like a heart surgery patient. After a few minutes of chanting, his eyes open again, and he sits up. The chanting stops and as the black robed figure picks up his robe and puts it back on him. Barry then stands, pulls his hood up, and the whole procession silently leaves the room through the cave like entrance. And then I wake up.

Dream #2
I am running through a thick sludge of mud. Only it smells really good, chocolatey even. I bend down and scoop some up, and it turns out to be uncooked brownie batter instead of mud. I stop, and start eating. I keep eating, and the brownie mix just keeps getting better and better, and I keep eating and eating and eating. My stomach keeps getting larger and larger, until I'm sure I'm going to explode. But I don't, I just keep expanding and expanding, until finally I am a giant sphere, and my arms and legs can't move. I'm sitting there, rolling around slightly, unable to do anything. Then these three good looking girls come up to me. I smile, and sort of wave as best as my now gigantic form can allow, and they just giggle, and start poking my belly. For some reason this tickles more than anything, and I giggle really loudly, and in an extremely high pitch. This, of course, only encourages the girls to keep poking and proding me, which makes me giggle louder and louder. They then tip me, and I begin to roll faster and faster down the hill I'm on. And then I wake up.