Daemoons Dream Journal

[guest587]

Brian, care sales, memory loss, uncle

I dreamt of my friend Brian who've Ive parted ways with. We were selling cars, he was the sales manager and wanted me to help demonstrate a Volkswagen to a woman who needed convincing. The only car we had to demo was the beetle on the showroom floor. As I open the doors to the dealership to move cars around I spot a beautiful dark green mint conditoned 300zx. I want it, but Naser our sales manager tells me not to touch it, that someone else is buying it.

There is a scene where I'm at the dealership the next day and asking Brian what happened with the girl we were supposed to demo the car with. I have serious concerns about my mental health as I can't seem to recall anything past that moment. This confuses and concerns brian as well. Its as of my memory had been completely wiped. I legitimately can't remember the rest of the day after that. Only that she never got to demo the vehicle. My mind only remembers the dark green 300zx.

Later I dream that my Uncle pulls me aside and thanks me. He feels that I gave him a space when the rest of the family was ready to give up on him. I feel like I didn't do much but he was extremely grateful and taking a moment. I was a little stand offish at first because I don't feel like I did much of anything. But I gave him the floor and listened to what he had to say.

[guest587]

A peculiar agreement, a child and an escaped fugitive

I had a strange dream, another adventure of sorts...

A woman somehow convinced me to turn myself into police. She would have my child, and she would then help me break out of jail. When I told Mom the plan, she was pissed off at me and left the table(the logical side of me, not dreaming, agrees with moms reaction). For whatever dumb reason I agree with this woman to turn myself in jail- for which I am given 50 years prison time. I tell my Dad and he says, what did you expect? I look at the woman who agreed to have my child and wondered how I could fall for such an agreement?
I remember a scene with my jail cell having 50 unique lottery tickets attached to the wall. One for each year.

So somewhere in the dream I am actually holding a child that calls me, "Dada." It was one of the most heart warming sensations. But I'm not sure it was with this woman. The woman who tricked me into loving her and turning my self in had almost all but forgotten me. I called her 20 years into my 50 year prison sentence. I told her she better be ready to help me escape, now is the time. I somehow learn that she attempted to stab the baby in her womb- and yet her and another person agree to help me escape.

I can't recall how but I am now an escaped fugitive in an RV with Mom and Dad going across state lines. We take refuge somewhere in Florida. I have a pet cat as a companion. The RV is parked atop a hill. It has a button that lowers the side walls and exposes you to the outside environment. Before pushing that button there is a wild police chase happening alongside us. I implore my Mom to wait before going to the outside world- when I am given the time to explain to them that the cops and military men who happen to be on the scene aren't there for us- I feel more comfortable letting her explore.

My Cat is going stir crazy and wants to be let out too. No longer an affectionate cat she is pacing to and fro at high speeds in the totality of the RV. When Dad finally lowers the walls to the RV we go outside to explore. I remember looking at flowers behind a camera lens. The camera has different filters- one being high contrast which changes the colors of the flowers. Another being swirling stars which adds luminary star like effects to the flowers. The cat almost escaped and Mom had to rescue the cat in the rain.

I can't remember much more than this. I specifically remember having a child though. I just want to make sure I am in that childs life and that I don't agree to something so stupid like the initial part of the dream suggest.

[guest587]

Human animal hybrid, playing in the ocean, female reciprocation, personal message

i am playing with a girl, we are both human and underwater creature hybrids. we are having so much fun swimming and propelling ourselves in the water, and our bodies rub against each other and it becomes a game. i get the feeling this is the persian girl i tried dating.

later my friend rob ask me to get this girls number(rob and i are sitting down somewhere). i go for it, and she tries to humiliate me in front of people. though i get red i shrug it off and tell her its okay. she is kind of annoyed with me wondering why im handling her rejection so well. she says something like, you must have dated lots of women to be so confident. i tell her that i am actually quite naive and was shy growing up. that i haven't dated many women but that i found her attractive and figured it was better to say something in person than not. this surprises her... i walk away and tell rob what happened- so no number for us. then, she comes up to the table and apologizes. she pulls out an old nokia phone and suddenly i am seeing photos of her life go by. she became extremely interested and gives me her number in front of rob. i see rob asking to himself, "what about me?" and before she walks away she notices and tells rob- you should have asked me yourself. this was your chance! still, she obliges and gives rob her number.

i keep thinking this is somehow related to the girl i tried dating recently. i think my confidence in liking her and displaying my affections scared her off- but in my dream we had so much fun together. i keep thinking it was about allowing ourselves to enjoy the experience rather than have so many reservations. i know this might just be a message for me. to be continued ...

[guest587]

category 2 hurricane, mud, christmas, continued life underwater

Last thing before I wake up is thinking of a category 2 hurricane.

I also remember hiding from someone in the mud. They would walk over me not realizing I was just beneath them.

I also remember dreaming about this girl who, instead of graduating with everybody else, was performing in an underwater show.

She was in a tank, half naked- and there were these really large and zombified dolphins on the other side of this metal barrier.

People are watching from the outside. She positions herself in the corner and gives the nod. They release the fleshy and angry looking dolphins. They are kind of lifeless as they creep towards her. She twirls and then swims to another chamber that would remove her from their presence. It's a two step barrier. Each door doesn't close all the way and one of the dolphins recognizes an opportunity to attack. Someone helps the girl by pulling her towards them and shutting the door just before the dolphin uses his nose to break through the opening gate.

I am zoomed in on this breathing apparatus that has allowed her to be underwater for so long. She is a guest in this underwater living area.

I am also remembering changing from male to female, and female to male based on the required energy dynamic. It is around christmas time and there is a feeling of needing to accomplish something. I am with a small group-

I just remembered dreaming about explaining to someone the mark of the beast. Basically, the amazon shopping experience where you can grab items and walk out the store "without paying". It's the mark that allows them to buy and interact in society. 

[guest587]

8.5%APR, psychometry, buttered insect, tainted food, rigged court system, welfare like program

i had a dream that i was transferring money out of a chase bank account into my credit unions because they had a promotion for a savings account of 8.5%APR. i did this but was told i'd have to undergo a review by some organization, it was a three day process. i didn't realize. i am just coming out of debt in this dream and have less than $1,000 put into the new account. i am talking to chase(my friend, not the bank) about what happened. i am explaining that i don't qualify for the 8.5% he looks at it and agrees i should most likely pull out.

there is also a scene where this little guy has a really long knife and tries fighting me with it. someone throws me a weapon and we try to engage each other. i take a few ground swings with the weapon i was given and this scares the little guy off. he transforms into a giant ant and runs away. what's left is this exaggeratively large stick bug which i kill by hacking into pieces with the weapon. the weapon is like a whip and i cut the bug into sections and suddenly there are people there ready to feast on the cross sectioned insect. somehow after slicing him up slabs of hot butter are placed over the now dead stick bug. i have no interest in eating an insect but the people there are looking at this thing like a delicacy.

now i am back looking at this agreement with chase(the friend, not the bank) while there is a movie showing in the background. the people watching the movie all belong to the same group-entity.
as i study the details of the 8.5%APR i learn it belongs to an affiliate related to the biden administration. in order to qualify you allow someone to your home and they are basically erecting their own business dynamic in your home. it kind of feels like welfare or something that is given and takes advantage of lower income folks. in this instance you have to allow experimental marijuana to go in and out of your house. i end up on in front of a woman at a help desk belonging to the credit union explaining that i'd like to take my money back and the only reason i dumped it there was because of the 8.5% advertisement.

she ends up having to make a phone call to someone i can't see. she explains to me while off the phone that she was once a part of this program and didn't much like it. i notice her crazy hair colour and gauges in her ears and think of her excessive liberal personality as a bit discomforting. she tells me if i transfer it all out that i'd suffer an overdraft penalty. i look at my chase bank and realize i suffered one with them and acknowledge her being right in this situation. she told me there's a $25 minimum to keep in the account, and suggest i keep another $25 alongside it because they can't transfer the money all at once and have to do these small transactions that are also somehow taxed. the extra $25, in her mind, would cover the tax and differences.
she tells me she believes it would and that she is going to need time with the guy on the phone- that it's a bit complicated but that she doesn't mind doing the work for me.

i take an interest in this woman not because of her loud liberal personality(which sends caution into my entire being) but because her eyes are gorgeous. dark brown and very big. after she is finished helping me i ask her if she wants to give me her phone number. she is also scared at first and makes me promise her im not a different person from the person she decided to help. i was confused by this and told her i cant promise that- but that i could promise my intentions are good and that i find her attractive. she smiled and thought this acceptable and had me walk her to her car. we end up navigating through a spiraling two or three leveled garage which is far compared to where i parked. i am leaned against her side and intuiting some strange events by touching her arm. i tell her i'm lost in this garage and can't remember where i parked.

she fades out of the scene and next thing i know i am in a court. it's clearly a one sided court system. it opens up with arguments being made against me. there's a ton of people in this court and they belong to this group of black, red and white colors. the opening statement by this judge is that i am the leader of this group- and they play something on the television reminscent of what loos like sieg heils. then the group in the audience stands up and does something similar. i interrupt the judge and ask if im allowed to ask a question. surprisingly the judge allows it. i tell him i don't know what this group is, never heard of them before but that it seems like a cult. i ask in a most naive manner. "is this a cult i belong to?" implying i know nothing about the group or their behavior. what's strange as well is that after opening remarks are made this same group is serving everyone food before the trial starts. i am once again hesitant by the food being administered to the public. i feel like this is the same group associated with the biden administration and that there is something in the food we should not eat. the food is being passed down from my left and to the right- the people are so hungry and they are eating this meat and bread in a ravenous fashion. i give the person the bread- i am wondering about what i will eat but look at this food and realize something is not right at all. i feel like i'm being set up and it is obvious to people outside this show that there are some staged things happening against me.

[Jitendra Hydonus]

Really? One of your dreams was; Feasting on a stick bug? That’s quite humorous! I am happy to say I have more time to read this section now, since we have a site of mostly psychic and spiritual experiences subjects for the time being.

[guest587]

blink like travelling, bombs, korea

the first series of dreams i am potentially time travelling or blinking around vast distances and disarming bombs in various countries. i run into myself at one point while in russia? and at the end of it i ask my friend min who is here helping his thoughts on korea. he is confident we are fine but there is a noticeable pressure and he has bombs attached to himself.

i later dream that i see javier teaching two girls about a book i'm supposed to read- but am reading another book instead. there is something like giant mech piloting with a 360 degree view and a possible repeated theme as i am training in this thing to neutralize incoming missile attacks.

[guest587]

Javier, Sean, video game suggesting to be bad guy

I remember dreaming about Javier again. I'm being invited to partake in a hallucinogenic experience. MDA or something? ADA? It looks like this fermented thing suspended in water and he's excited to try "the pink one." I say no thank you.

There is also a memory of splitting an expensive dinner bill with my friend Sean B. Sean is upset that we didn't get the $10 off and thinks I'm stupid for not noticing or caring. The waitress reminds me that both Sean and I are smart in different ways. So the bill ended up being a little over $200 for each person. Looking back. I'm not sure the tip was high enough.

I also remember being the new guy in a work environment and wearing my pineapple hat on day one. I was helping people laugh, I was happy everyone enjoyed the pineapple hat although they seemed to take my shenanigan as a type of character flaw. They were laughing at me not realizing I was intentionally giving them the opportunity to lighten up. They assumed I was wearing this hat as some kind of shameful punishment.

Lastly, before waking up... We're at a table discussing a video game. This man is inviting us to be the bad guys in the game. He is quite convincing. I get a sneaking suspicion that what he's asking us to do is more than taking a chaos role in a video game. There are weird parallels to real life. He shows everyone that "they're burning our crops." He ask at the table- why do you think they're burning your crops? I blurt out like a kid in class, "to control resources!" No one says anything. He looks at me like I'm right but can only make reference to this "video game." To the simulation. He says, "in the game, they burn the field to decrease your chances with the built in RNG." He goes on to say by systematically breaking the "rules" and controlling the environment they are hoping that you play the game while still maintaining the "noble" character and following the rules. An example he gave us had to do with stealing a vehicle. If we played this "game" by the "rules" our chances of having extremely tough statistics are significantly less. The more misdeeds we commit the higher our chances of being "tough zombies." (I almost became lucid when he said zombies having had recent dreams around zombies). I saw a giant spider when he said this.

I randomly see one of my customers with a woman in the bleachers, it's nighttime and they're watching a baseball game. They are somehow representing the last few noble characters in the video game. The man from earlier pulls me aside and ask what my hesitation is. I tell him I'm worried it's not just a game. I am proven right by his behavior and his response. Ultimately he ends up proving himself as a flesh eating angry person. He tried serving me a human leg he severed earlier in the form of ham-like deli slices. I refused and he was visibly angry at me, eating human flesh. After realizing this confirmation of sorts I woke up.

[Jitendra Hydonus]

I’m wondering Eric. Do you feel you’re ever deprived of proper rest with all these dramas going on nightly? Who would need movies with so much questionable 🤨 nightly entertainment ??

[guest587]

I love dreams Steve. I record them daily. I believe the practice a precursor to lucid dreaming and out of body experiences. Not only that, I am in a community where we log our dreams and have had surprising synchronicities. That being said. Sometimes I wake up more rested than others. Not sure my dream recall has anything to do with it.

When I took psychology years ago I was taught that the average person dreams anywhere from 6-8 dreams a night. Most people have trouble remembering just one.

True, some dreams are a recollection of past events and unspoken feelings. Also true some dreams are more than that. Dreams are a powerful window into the subconscious, which I believe is not limited to what takes place underneath ones skull. 

In this community, we have observed accurate premonitions.

Some dreams I am observing as formless awareness, other dreams I am roaming from one set of eyes to another. Some dreams I have multiple selves and in other dreams I am someone else. Some dreams I am travelling time.

All of this to say dreaming is both unique and universal. Symbology is one thing and then there are also direct meaningful experiences. You don't know what's what until you start recording and navigating this realm.

Lastly...

Row, row, row your boat...
Gently down the stream....
Merrily, merrily
Merrily, merrily...

Life is but....

 

[Jitendra Hydonus]

 I feel that if other people have  a meaningful spiritual life on their spiritual path, that it is not for me to comment but rather to appreciate. I do have much more time to read about the personal life of others since there aren’t so many political posts.

[Jitendra Hydonus]

I have put Eric’s and my last dream together under a post for members since they have some similarities at;

To those interested,

I want you to check out "Eric’s dream and Steve’s and psychics" on Spiritual Portal.  To view it, please click this link:

http://spiritualportal.net/index.php?topic=8144.0

A comment has also been added regarding this topic:
Psychic thoughts and dreams

Thanks,
Steve Hydonus

[guest587]

Unwelcomed Eroticism, Casey, and Forceful Removal of Strangers

I had a dream I was on a video call with Casey. Someone was offering her a server. There was a man from Germany hosting the conference call who kept his camera on his exposed erection. I felt really strange but Casey seemed mostly unphased and slightly interested. I woke up wondering, what the heck. When I fell back asleep it's like I was shown a constellation that starts with a C and realized something about where Casey's from and a strong affinity towards working with subconscious. I suppose the "exposure of intimate parts" has some direct correlation.

Later I dream I am married to this girl whom I barely recognize. It's almost like a forced partnership. There is a strange scene where I am pushing the sides of my thumbnail to empty out this insane amount of debris which had been kept under the nail. It gets all over the blanket. The "wife" has some kind of partial moustache growth on her face. I am not feeling attracted to her but I am not trying to be mean to her either... We are having a party and the guest have stayed way past the desired time. I ask her what time we started getting guest out- 12:30 and asked what time is it now- 1:20AM. This caused me to become extremely forceful with people- literally carrying them by their necks out of this house. Apparently I have a playful dog that belongs to us and keeps jumping on me as I try to get people to leave. My Dads friends are the last ones in the house, which leaves me somewhat contented. Rick Powers ask me if I've offered the drunk people a place to stay- and I regrettably tell him no I just kicked them out. There is one man who took my forceful removal of others as a cue to try fighting me. He is super strong but I am using my entire bodyweight to keep him pinned on the ground. He continues to try and break free from being weighed down and I tell him, I don't want to fight him. I comment on his strength, despite being a short guy he would be the first one to knock me out. I remind him, the taller they are the harder they fall- referencing myself. Finally he agrees to leave without further confrontation.

[guest587]

Hospital, Airport, Brian and his Wife

I am roaming the halls of what feels like a cross between a hospital, hotel, and airport all in one. I am helping a version of Brian who is worried about a woman. She needs help... I am roaming the halls for her. At the end of the dream, a different version of Brian appears. One who is callous, modern, and has no regard for the woman he asked me to help. I meet this version of Brian at the airport, it's like he's checking in on what's going on. He doesn't realize there's another version of him already here- and doesn't know who this woman is. When it is explained to him, he is texting his boss/friend saying in Farsi that this woman is gross and he doesn't have any time for this dumb shit. I am disgusted by his behavior. I spin around and hit his ear with the backside of my hand. This causes him to smile as we both draw a martial arts pose before I wake up.

[Jitendra Hydonus]

I think that we are both attempting to find meaning in our lives, whether in dreams in the symbology of life or in the various people animals and events that enter in the drama around us. Some of us are unaware that we have chosen to work out karma in this life before we came into it. So we also see the results of karma  in all the events of our life. We may have much more compassion after encounters with difficult people who show us how we have treated others in the remote past. When someone kind enters our life and dreams we are grateful and blessed.