posted January 20, 2004 01:48 PM         

First one I was in a large city. It was current times. I was some undercover cop or something. I had to find squatters in abandoned buildings. I found one that seemed to be filled with punks and teenagers that ahd run away from home, etc. At least, that's what it seemed to be on the outside.

I was undercover so they brought me in and I quickly found out it was filled with Neo-Nazis and they KNEW I was a cop. One of them came up to me with a broken lightbulb. It was big, though, not a usual 70 watt bulb. He started stabbing me in the eyes with it.

Somehow I managed to escape and I got outside. My eyes were filled with shreds of very fine glass and blood but I was surprised I could still see.

I began to float and for some reason I was about 6 feet off the ground and I thought I was safe but this 'thing' came out of the building. It was sort of like a man but badly deformed around the head. His head was like an orc or something from Lord of the Rings. He grabbed my ankle and looked up at me and told me Hitler had a present for me.

I was trying to get away but he dragged me down to his level and shot me in the mouth with a gun. His logic was that I wouldn't be able to 'talk' that way.

Next thing I know - and this part is foggy now - Marian was there and we were somewhere else. My face was really swollen around my mouth because of all the scar tissue but I guess I was getting over it? He was singing Beethoven and talking about a video he wanted to make for it.

beethoven, the boots are back in town
when ignorance and fear are closing mouths and ears
the skins are on their way when it gets dark in europe
it's just a state of mind, the blind leading the blind
beethoven

Then he started talking about another video and another song and was quite happy and was riding a bumper car to cheer me up.

Second dream:

I was just surrounded by people that wanted to kill me. I don't know who they were. An organization? First bit I remember is being on a bus with a bunch of them. There were two girls in particular that hated me and wanted to kill me but they were waiting for the right time to do so.

I was looking in a small mirror and putting on makeup with lots of glitter in it. Eyemakeup, mascara, lipstick, foundation - everything - had glitter in it. The girl in front told me there was no point because they knew already who I was and I was ugly ugly ugly. This didn't bother me because I knew I wasn't ugly and looked quite spiffy in the mirror!

There was a man on the bus up by the driver. He seemed to be the teacher. It was like we were young teens going on a field trip and he was in charge. I liked him. He didn't know what the girls seemed to know so he would keep telling them to leave me alone.

We finally get to where we're going. I don't know where the teacher is all of a sudden but it's a less safe place. There's a small building that looks like a small factory surrounded by fields. My age keeps changing. I was a teen on the bus and now I'm an adult but later in the dream I am 5 years old.

Suddenly my little brother is with me and we have to blend in without being caught. We also have to gather thread. The fields don't grow crops but these person sized spools of different coloured threads. We have to collect some certain threads and piece them together.

There are lots of men working in the fields. We keep trying to avoid them and if they do see us we just pretend to be innocent stupid children (now I'm 5 years old). We are especially looking for gold thread although we find some of the blue that we need.

We go to the building to avoid one group of mean guys but then we see they are packing up the threads into these huge trucks. I'm upset because we can't complete what we have to do yet.

I'm upset and crying and I run into a couple slaves inside the small building that are forced to work there and they get angry at me and want to know why I'm crying. I tell them I'm ****** the thread is leaving because I'm not done yet and it'll make my mission last longer. We get in an argument because they are depressed to be slaves and don't understand what I'm doing

"What did they ever do to you? They don't hurt the likes of you." one of them said.

I got really mad and told him they raped me and took everything that was important to me and I had to get the thread to prove it.

I was too mad and left the small building to the activity outside. The thread was still being loaded into trucks and I couldn't go look at it without bringing attention to myself.

I saw Marian about 20 feet away. His back was facing me and he was walking around aimlessly because he's been waiting for me but I was late. I called his name a couple times but he didn't hear. Finally he heard me as I was getting closer and turned around. Gosh, he was happy to see me. I was still 5, though, so I jumped up into his arms like a little kid would.

He wanted to know why I was still 5 and I told him I couldn't seem to shed that body and get into my old one. He patted my little brother on the head and said he knew who could help me get back to myself and I was all for that because being 5 years old wouldn't help me get any more thread anyway.

Next thing I know Marian, my brother and I are in Russia in a big city. Very beautiful city, immaculate. Very clean with cute little buildings lining the city streets which are like cobblestones. An old man meets us. He has a long white beard and is all bundled up. He says he can defiantely help get me back to my old body and Marian is pleased and talking to him like they are old friends.

I'm skeptical but hopeful and follow a little behind as they walk down the streets to the building we have to go to. I can hear bombing far in the distance and knew it was the Thread people attacking RUssian villages.

"how long have they been doing that?" I asked.

"weeks! months!" the old man said, "but don't worry. They'll never make it this far. They aren't even coming towards the city - they are going parallel."

The old mad was clicking his heels and in a grand mood and I didn't want to tell him that I KNEW the thread people would make it to the city and that they intended to fully.

I was watching the ground as we walked and it went from being perfect to an occasional missing stone to more and more missing stones exposing the mud underneath. There were these creatures in the mud... they looked like large ghostly white scorpions but with not pinchers. They would crawl under the mud and the farther we walked the bigger these would seem. I was pretty grossed out. Some of them were dead but I was still careful to step over them.

Finally we made it to the building we were looking for. Very pretty - red bricks - seemed like a library or something. We went in the old man made us comfortable. Next thing I know I am an adult again. Marian's really happy and hugs me.

The old man winks at me and says: "I'll leave you two alone for a while so you can catch up."... meaning me and Marian. He takes my little brother's hand and asks him if he wants some wine and orange sweets??

As they are walking into another room I say something about that not being healthy!!

posted January 20, 2004 02:45 PM         

Yet another epic from the Dream Queen!

I am almost ready to continue with the Nazi series, but I will give this one a go first.

posted January 21, 2004 05:39 AM         

I obviously did not read this dream very carefully the first time!

Another chapter in the epic. Actually, this time it seems to be more geared towards the mental or psychological aspects of that past life, but there are correlations with memories also.

As soon as I can, I will be back!

posted February 25, 2004 12:47 PM         

*HUGE HUGS!*

posted July 22, 2004 01:30 AM         

The first dream ~~~

I do not need my 'other source' for this first dream. It is a reflection of the 'investigation' (undercover cop) into your past-life in Nazi Germany. It reflects a connection between the past (Hitler) and the present (neo-Nazis). The energies involved with this experience do not want you to understand, do not want you to "see" and are trying to block communication (mouth). This is the same energy from the Nazi ghost dream, which is really a part of yourself.

It is interesting that Marian has been appearing more frequently in connection with these Nazi dreams. The 'Beethoven' song is eerily appropriate for this dream series ... don't you think? I do not know if he was part of that experience, or if he represents a sort of healing or awakening.

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The second dream ~~~

The second dream concerns this connection with the past as well, the "thread" that leads from past to present.

For being such a long, detailed dream, the meaning is short and simple. There are elements of past-life memory included within the imagery, but these convoluted details are only meant as a background for presenting the energies at work in this 'investigative' endeavor.

This is about putting the puzzle together, connecting the dots, finding the "thread" that weaves one life to the next. As you said, "we have to collect some certain threads and piece them together". The gold thread is illumination/awareness which "we are especially looking for", and the blue thread is intuition/clarity/spiritual alignment "that we need". The 'blue thread' will bring you closer to the 'gold thread'.

Enter Marian. He symbolizes awakening and growth, or the restoration of your complete self ("he knew who could help me get back to myself"). The closer you get to answers, and completing yourself, the more you will become aware of the "missing" information/knowledge (missing stones) and the difficult nature of the energies you seek to uncover (mud/ghostly white scorpions).

You press on, eventually reaching understanding, knowledge, and information (library-like building) which helps to make you more whole, more complete, more mature (you are an adult again). Perhaps in reaching this point your relationship with Marian will become more evident (catching up to do), and some of these past-life energies more balanced (wine and orange sweets for your brother).

The appearance of the old man in this dream is utterly appropriate. He is the Wise Old Man archetype. This figure is one of spirit, a guide of sorts, whose function is to relay knowledge/wisdom that may not be normally available in waking life.

I would say that this dream is a positive sign suggesting that your interest and persistence in understanding this particular past-life, as well as others, will bear fruit.

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I don't know why it took me so long to type all of this out, but there it is.