To Catch a Sex Demon

Dreams 11.30.12
This was a strange one…I’m not sure how much of it I “filled in” during recall.

I was in old timey feudal times China. I was all armored up, leading a charge up an octagonal tower with green singles that was about 8 stories tall. I had a handful of soldiers with me. They ran up before me.

We were there to arrest someone known for capturing and raping virgin girls. When we got to the top floor, the rapist was dressed in rich looking clothing, styled like Hanfu from the Tang period, all in dark pink. When we charged in, he was canoodling on a platform bed with 3 girls all in various stages of dress in flowing silk robes. They all seemed to be willing participants. When the girls saw the soldiers, they screamed and ran off.

The “rapist” seemed confused but still merry. He waved his arms after the girls when they ran, rolling around drunk on his platform bed, decorated with hanging curtains from the ceiling. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes were half closed. I stood over him watching. In my role of enforcer/judicator, he just looked like a rich, gay, asshole and I wanted to slap him around, tie him up and torture him. I watched him for a bit unsure what to do. He wasn’t doing anything illegal in that particular moment.

Then he sat up abruptly, apparently the drunkiness wore off. I jumped back down onto the floor. He grabbed a maroon coloured square pillow beside him and spun-threw it in my direction. I dodged out of the way. Where the cushion landed on the floor, demons appeared and began to howl and growl. They were a dark brown color, with little flesh on their bones. Their skin was overstretched across their skeletal frames, it looked like wet leather. They had horrible, distorted faces. After their fit of howling and revelling in being summoned, they turned to me and eyed me as if I was their next meal. They did not come at me right away though. They waited patiently for their master’s orders.

As soon as they appeared in the room, I could sense their energy to be a bad one. It was predatorial and violently coercive. I knew then that the “rapist” was not the one actually raping the virgins. It was he, a higher level sex demon who only seduced the young girls first, feeding on their desire. Then he summoned these creatures to take them by force, violently, ravaging them so they could feed on the violence and the action of “taking”.

I don’t know what happened to me after that because I think I woke up to the alarm.


Stripper Boots Across a Snowy Field

Dream 05.20.12

Flying over a snow covered field. It is dusk. There is a house on the field, behind it the field dips into a small valley. A lone person struggles to walk up the hill towards the “top”, towards the direction of the sun slowly rising. I am that person and I enter into my own POV.

I am making my way to the bus stop at the top of the hill to go to work. I think to myself, I wonder if it would be easier if I had stilts or tall platform stripper boots. In a flash, I am transported back to the house. I stand in fron of a mirror. The floor I stand on is a dark brownish red hardwood. In the mirror image, I see that I am about a foot and a half taller than normal, wearing dark green platform stripper boots. I am so tall that my head is actually cut off in the image and I cannot see my face. Then I think about walking up the snowy hill again.

Later, I am sitting with JM. I tell her about my experience on the hill and the stripper boots.
After that I cannot remember. There was a lot more to the dream but it’s all gone from my memory.

Orgy in the Sky

Dreams 04.05.12

There is a hole in my memory for the first bit. I know there was a smaller dinosaur in this part, something like a raptor but not carnivorous.

Next, I am on a cloud but it feels like a speed boat, flying at great speed across the water. Another person is on a similar craft beside me going the same direction. The ocean is a deep blue and we are heading towards a pink gradient sky. In the distance the gigantic dark grey neck of a big dinosaur can be seen. It’s body is beneath the ocean and its head is in the clouds. Swarms of something blue and purple can be seen in the distance.

As we get closer to the swarm I can see that they are millions of blue moths. One lands on my hand and its wings turns purple. It lingers on my finger for a second then flutters away. I am very excited that I will soon arrive at the neck and enjoying the warm wind and cold ocean spray immensely.

We reach the neck of the dinosaur which at this point no longer seems to be a dinosaur. I just see a thousand silvery white chains hanging out of the sky from the clouds.
I grip one and it is much lighter than expected. The metal chain is actually made of silk-woven chain links. I wrap my hands around one and start pulling myself up hand over hand.

After some time I am near the top. I cannot yet see where the end is tied to. I had to pull myself over the cloudy ledge. Then I see a teak balcony railing where the chain is tied. Beyond that, a pool, lounge chairs, and a beautiful house is in view. All around an orgy (no sex, just a wild drunken party) was taking place.

I hurl myself over the balcony and land on the floor then wander around the premises for a bit. I eventually wander inside the house. I enjoy the party for a bit and suddenly one of the hosts inside announced there would be a lockdown. “They” were coming to inspect. Quickly, people placed holiday decorations (christmas, halloween, spring, fall, all holidays) all over the house which I noted had very high ceilings.

I stood in an open area between the front entrance and dining room. Looking up above the host, I see the chandelier now covered and draped with more Christmas tinsel. I insult the host and say they are evil because they were lacking easter decor. The host begins walking towards me but there was a loud thud and the whole house shook. I rush to the front door to look out and the house was back on the ground, no longer in the sky. No one was coming to “inspect” anymore.

I wander the house some more and find a small closet and a room with a 3 level bunk bed. Then I had the feeling (saw it in images) that whoever resided in the beds had been forced into the closet, or switched places on the bunk beds to be molested and abused by the father figure of the house. I was creeped out but not scared and was curious to know more.

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