9 June 2012

I often write my dreams if I can remember them well. I'm very interested in symbolic interpretations... There is no category for dreams on Opuss, so I listed this one under film. I think you'll understand if you read. (18+). Mind you, I had this dream before I joined Opuss...

Some sort of a family gathering.. I have just received gifts as t-shirts from a cousin (I once was very close to but we drifted apart ever since she started wearing a veil and married). As I opened up one folded T-shirt, a small squishy thing falls off and into my hand... What is that? I think... Slowly this object suddenly sort of becomes alive and twists around itself forming into the paw of a cat and gradually extending its claws out... Freaky... I look at the other t-shirts and notice other protrusions that look like the claws of birds... I grab one and it comes off... And the moment that happens, while still holding the T-shirt in my hand this odd ugly looking creature that looks like a cross between a featherless bird and a 4 year old child reveals itself from within the T-shirt... So it is actually wearing it.. The two other t-shirts did the same.. So now there were 3 pitiful abominations in little white t-shirts walking around like penguins.. Some other family members in the dream (people I don't know in real life) gather around... I grab one of the creatures and lift it out of the t-shirt and I'm saying, "who would do such a horrible thing!!?? who would even create such awful things or who would disfigure children in such a monstrous way?" I wasn't really sure what they were...

A tall, slender, grey bearded man appears in the doorway to another room. He's leaning back looking at me from the corner of his eye... I somehow know he is responsible for these creatures... I'm now in that second room which looks like a hall or dining room of an old mansion.. No windows. Warm candle lights and oil lamps. The furniture and flooring are auburn coloured wood, polished.. The tapestry is velvet red.. Tall bearded man is now sitting comfortably, his legs extended and crossed on the dining table... I'm getting ready to interrogate him.. I can sense he's evil and wants to hurt me. I become weary of the fact that no one else is there but us.. I walk up to the front door and open it to see where everyone else went... And I see just a barren desert in daylight. The door closes, shielding me from the bright sunlight, and two bare chested tanned hot men take me back into the room which is now also a bedroom with a tall mirror.

I'm feeling half awake or somehow in control of what is happening.. The tall man is gone and it's just me, naked, with these two studs very gently and caressingly holding me making love to me and pleasing me in all sorts of ways and angles.. One always more dominant than other.. I barely notice the other guy's face but he's there carrying me while I'm being ravished by the alpha male... And I'm doing the same... And the whole time I'm thinking wow this is hot this is amazing this can't be right, i am in bed with demons! Hot sexy demons.. it's so nice... And I'm seeing myself with them in the mirror... Until at one point, I'm turned on my back alpha male on top of me... He opens his mouth and to my horror this big fleshy pipe, or i don't know what it was, some continuous regurgitation of a meaty paste comes out of his mouth and into mine pumping it's way through my throat... At this point I'm feeling chocked.. I try to resist and what ultimately woke me up was a physical pressure that I felt on my back as if someone was lying on top of me and moved away... Or as if someone in real life knew I was having a bad dream and touched my back to wake me up.. That pressure on my back felt sooo real on my skin. I literally jumped out of my sleep saying WTF out loud Because i thought someone was in my room. I think that was the scariest aspect of it all. I looked at the time. It was exactly six in the morning.. And I just went back into a deep sleep before the alarm woke me up again 45 minutes later.

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