Dreams of Gods and Goddesses

So' my dreams are still interesting and rather than clumping up the discussion boards I just decided to blog about it.

The past few nights have given me some strange dreams, stranger than usual, and more God/dess filled than usual. The night I dreampt of death was just the tip of the icebo\erg so to speak. I'm beginning to get the distinct impression it all meas something but I haven't put the pieces together.

Anyway, the night before last was more symbolism of a particular god than an actual one, at least I think so. I was at a friends house, but it was far different than it shoulda been, huge and one room was like a warehouse, metal scaffolded ceiling and all. Metal rafters, I mean.

I was apparently there for either my dedication or initiation ritual, I don't know which actually. It was mentioned but I can't recall. My friend was acting as the HP for the occasion, not a big deal except for the fact he was bare chested and looked to have well just enough to cover up the important stuff. Also he had on a head dress or mask, too big to be a mask really, that was the head of Anubis. As far as I know he has no official connection to the Egyptian pantheon, nor do I. I have no patron deity so to speak as of yet. I knew it was my friend but I had the distinct impression of him bringing forth aspects of Anubis as well. Very strange that dream was. That's all there is to tell really on that one.

Next up we have last nights entertainment that started wierd enough but ended even moreso. I was visiting my friend in FL, at some park somewhat near the coast, kinda camping or something. It wasn't clear as to what we were doing there really. There was a small stream running through our little tree covered area a foot wide, no biggie. Well suddenly it began to swell and expand, there was more water in it than it could hold suddenly, it began to overflow the banks, we had to jump it to get to the man side or we would have been essentially trapped on an island because some way away was the ocean but this tiny stream cut off the spot and made it an island almost. We jumped it, the thing getting ever wider, thee feet, five... Part of our things got left behind including my friends purse. I ran and leapt over it again to get it and caught it right as the water swallowed it. I jumped back over barely making it without getting too wet and we headed for the man hotel/lodge thing.

We found out that somehow the Florida coast was being flooded on the gulf side, with no explanation. ONLY Florida. The only part not effected was the pan handle, all parts of the state heading down, vertical, the coasts were flooding as if someone was slowly sinking the state but the East coast was fine.

We saw the water gradually move in, we grabbed a ferry to anethor destination, just intime. The water influx was slow, not a tidal wave but it was fast in a sense it creeped up noticeably. The Now island in earnest we had been on wasunder a few inches of water at least and it was rising.

By the time we landed at our destination, somehow being St. Augustine FL, at least a quarter of the state was drowned in inches to feet of water depending on the location. It made the state much skinnier to say the least. This was odd enough, but we ended up at some wall or tapestry some kind of painting depicting some gods and goddesses in battle. I don't know who they were, not familiar with them. Suddenly they, two of them, a god and goddess stepped from the wall where the painting was. I can't even describe them, not really. I only knew we were about to fight them, for some unknown reason.

They kept changing forms, from animals to chimera combinations that couldn't exist but for them.

The god turned into a large black cobra, thick as a small tree, fangs at least two to three inches long and I'd also hazard a guess as poisonous. He struck at me and I somehow grabbed it by the neck under the hooded section. Unfortunately a fang caught in my arm as he whipped his body to thrash me, knocking me off balance. The goddess went after my friend, her body some combination of beasts.

It should have been over in seconds, but there was something more to us, being able to catch a striking cobra mid strike like that takes too many reflexes. Of course I wasn't quick enough as it got me.

I don't remember how it all ended but it wasn't a real fight, it was a test of some kind, to our deaths or not I don't really know as I never saw how it ended. I don't know why we were having to face them, so strong, with no arsenal of our own. I have no idea the purpose but again probably sybolic of something Ihaven't figured out just yet.

But so far those are the dreams. My dream about death is in the forum someplace if anyone is interested and I'm gonna see what dreams come next.

They are always interesting, always entertaining, and always different, vivid and so real. Who knows what sleep will bring to me next?

Thanks for reading!