j0da
Jedi Council Member
Cyre submitted interesting picture today (http://www.cassiopaea.org/forum/index.php?topic=1506) which reminded me of a certain dream of mine. The dream I won't forget till the end of my life. It occured in 1997. Here it goes.
I woke up in the small orange tent. Sunligt was flowing through the fabric and it was really hot inside. I just wondered what exactly woke me up and suddenly very loud, ghastly laughter reverberated through the air. I bursted out of the tent and found myself on a grass field, enclosed with the spikewire fence. Behind the fence I could see a wall of trees. It seemed as if this was some remote industrial complex located in the middle of the woods. The area enclosed by a fence was so large that I couldn't see where it ended.
I was standing there, a little bit frightened, but then I recalled that it's just a dream, so there is no need to worry. In the moment this thought popped in my mind I heard the laughter again and I felt some insidious, evil presence, pervading the area. This presence was adressing it's laughter directly to me, just as it really didn't care if I'm aware of being in the dream or not. By my bold thought that there is nothing to worry about I somehow challenged this..presence, this entity. Obviously, I have thrown down a gauntlet and I was soon to find out that it was taken up.
Confused, I started looking around and I spotted low, two-story administrative building in the distance. A path covered with white gravel started besides my tent and was leading to that building. The sun was mercilessly bright, so I had to cover my eyes with my hand, when I was observing the vicinity. Suddenly I saw white/grey horse running along the path in my direction. He came by really fast, without slowing down and went out of my sight. I started to run towards the building. When I got there I found little light haired girl. Se was waiting for me and when I was close enough she said seriously with a deeply concerned voice "He is here again".
I went into the building immediately and found myslelf in a conference room. A lot of people went there for shelter, to hide from this 'presence', they locked and barred the doors, sat at chairs and floor, trembling, waiting what will happen next. I was sitting at the head of the long table, overlooking all those poor, scared people, trying to make sense of all those weird things which were occuring.
We waited in silence. After some time atmosphere started to thicken...overwhelming tension was pervading the room. Some mysterious, ghastly figure materialised in far right corner. It was very tall, twice the size of average person. It wore gray/white tarnished robes and a coned hat, the type which magicians wear, but without any insignia, stars, etc. All of his clothes were made of something resembling spider thread. Fragments of ths fabric was hanging down from the hat so I coudn't see his face, but through the holes I saw..only bones. From the beginning as he appeared among us I knew that he came to face me, to show me how weak I am and that I really can't do anything against his will. I was of another opinion so we broke into the fight.
The fight was rather strange - it was a struggle of willpower, or.. struggle of might, supernatural ability. Using his power he picked one person up to the air (like using telekinesis) and I instantly knew he wanted to smash this poor man at the wall. I used my own power to protect the unfortunate one, so he was just hanging in the air, clashed between mine and scary one's force. Through all this struggle he bursted with his ghastly laughter from time to time, showing his complete disregard to my efforts and utter contempt for all those people gathered in the room. There were moments when figure's power prevailed over mine a little bit and others when I was stronger. But, as time went on, I started to weaken, while the figure didn't seem to be exhausted at all. Unfortunately...he prevailed. I couldn't hold this poor man any longer and the evil one smashed him at the wall with fury. That was too much to bear for all those people. They flew from conference room in panic and I joined them in escape.
At the corridor I saw even more people, running in panic, stumbling over one another, jumping from the stairs (some breaking legs in effect). I followed the flow, but eventually I ended up in an eclosed area, outside of the building, below some old, rusty section of the production complex, surrounded with spike wire and high, wild vegetation - completely alone. Looking around I saw I must have arrived at this trap by coming though the hatch in the ceiling hanging above me and walking down some spiral stairs. I was listening the silence surrounding me and trying to see some way out when heard someone's soft steps. It was little altar boy (like those kids who serve the priest during the ceremony in roman-catholic church), holding a lit candle in his arms. "Don't be afraid, come with me. The priest is with us now and he will save us". I followed the boy, through another long set of spiralled stairs to the dark basement. There, in almost complete darkness, dimly lit only by candles, I found a dozen little girls and boys, all in ceremonial robes resembling those of altar boy. And a priest. He made a sign for me to sit down and said: "Please, be not afraid, dear children, for I bring the hope with me. We will ask our dear god for salvation from this monster and he will save us. Now..let's pray."
I felt somehow relieved. All in all, this was priest, representing merciful god. Right? Wrong. After a couple of first verses of prayer..
I woke up in the small orange tent. Sunligt was flowing through the fabric and it was really hot inside...
The whole scheme repeated four, five or so times. The scenario every time was almost the same, but the struggle between me and the figure was becoming more and more violent. Many times I woke up, many times I was unable to save the man from being violently smashed at the wall, many times I lost, many times I fled. The last time I finally became...angry. When I woke up in the tent I said aloud:"I know what is your plan you bastard. I know your tricks by heart by now!" I went out of tent and thought "Now you gonna show me the running horse, eh?" But that wasn't exactly like that. The horse which passed me by had a head of this little light haired girl. The head screamed: "He is here again!"
The ghastly laughter become even louder, pervading and deriding. I've run in the direction of the building only to find little girl with the head of the horse.. pissing into the chamber pot. Terrible hopelessness and disgust overwhelmed me and finally - I woke up for good.
I couldn't sleep any longer. I stayed awake, smoking cigarettes, till the sunlight brushed off the fear.
Your comments are most welcome, fellow forumites.
I woke up in the small orange tent. Sunligt was flowing through the fabric and it was really hot inside. I just wondered what exactly woke me up and suddenly very loud, ghastly laughter reverberated through the air. I bursted out of the tent and found myself on a grass field, enclosed with the spikewire fence. Behind the fence I could see a wall of trees. It seemed as if this was some remote industrial complex located in the middle of the woods. The area enclosed by a fence was so large that I couldn't see where it ended.
I was standing there, a little bit frightened, but then I recalled that it's just a dream, so there is no need to worry. In the moment this thought popped in my mind I heard the laughter again and I felt some insidious, evil presence, pervading the area. This presence was adressing it's laughter directly to me, just as it really didn't care if I'm aware of being in the dream or not. By my bold thought that there is nothing to worry about I somehow challenged this..presence, this entity. Obviously, I have thrown down a gauntlet and I was soon to find out that it was taken up.
Confused, I started looking around and I spotted low, two-story administrative building in the distance. A path covered with white gravel started besides my tent and was leading to that building. The sun was mercilessly bright, so I had to cover my eyes with my hand, when I was observing the vicinity. Suddenly I saw white/grey horse running along the path in my direction. He came by really fast, without slowing down and went out of my sight. I started to run towards the building. When I got there I found little light haired girl. Se was waiting for me and when I was close enough she said seriously with a deeply concerned voice "He is here again".
I went into the building immediately and found myslelf in a conference room. A lot of people went there for shelter, to hide from this 'presence', they locked and barred the doors, sat at chairs and floor, trembling, waiting what will happen next. I was sitting at the head of the long table, overlooking all those poor, scared people, trying to make sense of all those weird things which were occuring.
We waited in silence. After some time atmosphere started to thicken...overwhelming tension was pervading the room. Some mysterious, ghastly figure materialised in far right corner. It was very tall, twice the size of average person. It wore gray/white tarnished robes and a coned hat, the type which magicians wear, but without any insignia, stars, etc. All of his clothes were made of something resembling spider thread. Fragments of ths fabric was hanging down from the hat so I coudn't see his face, but through the holes I saw..only bones. From the beginning as he appeared among us I knew that he came to face me, to show me how weak I am and that I really can't do anything against his will. I was of another opinion so we broke into the fight.
The fight was rather strange - it was a struggle of willpower, or.. struggle of might, supernatural ability. Using his power he picked one person up to the air (like using telekinesis) and I instantly knew he wanted to smash this poor man at the wall. I used my own power to protect the unfortunate one, so he was just hanging in the air, clashed between mine and scary one's force. Through all this struggle he bursted with his ghastly laughter from time to time, showing his complete disregard to my efforts and utter contempt for all those people gathered in the room. There were moments when figure's power prevailed over mine a little bit and others when I was stronger. But, as time went on, I started to weaken, while the figure didn't seem to be exhausted at all. Unfortunately...he prevailed. I couldn't hold this poor man any longer and the evil one smashed him at the wall with fury. That was too much to bear for all those people. They flew from conference room in panic and I joined them in escape.
At the corridor I saw even more people, running in panic, stumbling over one another, jumping from the stairs (some breaking legs in effect). I followed the flow, but eventually I ended up in an eclosed area, outside of the building, below some old, rusty section of the production complex, surrounded with spike wire and high, wild vegetation - completely alone. Looking around I saw I must have arrived at this trap by coming though the hatch in the ceiling hanging above me and walking down some spiral stairs. I was listening the silence surrounding me and trying to see some way out when heard someone's soft steps. It was little altar boy (like those kids who serve the priest during the ceremony in roman-catholic church), holding a lit candle in his arms. "Don't be afraid, come with me. The priest is with us now and he will save us". I followed the boy, through another long set of spiralled stairs to the dark basement. There, in almost complete darkness, dimly lit only by candles, I found a dozen little girls and boys, all in ceremonial robes resembling those of altar boy. And a priest. He made a sign for me to sit down and said: "Please, be not afraid, dear children, for I bring the hope with me. We will ask our dear god for salvation from this monster and he will save us. Now..let's pray."
I felt somehow relieved. All in all, this was priest, representing merciful god. Right? Wrong. After a couple of first verses of prayer..
I woke up in the small orange tent. Sunligt was flowing through the fabric and it was really hot inside...
The whole scheme repeated four, five or so times. The scenario every time was almost the same, but the struggle between me and the figure was becoming more and more violent. Many times I woke up, many times I was unable to save the man from being violently smashed at the wall, many times I lost, many times I fled. The last time I finally became...angry. When I woke up in the tent I said aloud:"I know what is your plan you bastard. I know your tricks by heart by now!" I went out of tent and thought "Now you gonna show me the running horse, eh?" But that wasn't exactly like that. The horse which passed me by had a head of this little light haired girl. The head screamed: "He is here again!"
The ghastly laughter become even louder, pervading and deriding. I've run in the direction of the building only to find little girl with the head of the horse.. pissing into the chamber pot. Terrible hopelessness and disgust overwhelmed me and finally - I woke up for good.
I couldn't sleep any longer. I stayed awake, smoking cigarettes, till the sunlight brushed off the fear.
Your comments are most welcome, fellow forumites.