Ok, so a dream I had not too long ago.
This is another one of those weird dreams where you can't
figure out what the hell it's supposed to mean to you. I can't
even figure out a basic underlying meaning. It's strange because
I didn't have the same level of 'control' I'm normally able to exercise
in my dreams. (I can fend off provokers myself in a normal dream,
but I knew I was in big trouble in this one and had to request help.)
I can't remember where this starts off but I think I'm on some
sort of vacation with my family. I get creeped out because I feel
like I'm being stalked by malevolent beings. I know it's only a matter
of time before I'm confronted by them and I'm scared. I secretly ask
for help, to the universe, to anyone that's listening.
My family and I go in to a restaurant for dinner. I walk past an old
man who is sitting alone. He smiles at me knowing despite the mask
I'm wearing, I'm absolutely terrified. He hands me a hankercheif
discreetly and says something like "Cheer up, darl."
I discreetly glance at the folded hankercheif in my hand and notice
blue pen on it. I didn't read it but I already knew that it said "Help is here".
I carry it with me hoping it's true. We go to sit down and order dinner.
No one noticed the dialogue or gift exchange between me and the old
man. I'm slightly relieved.
My mother and I then decide to leave the table to go to the bathroom. Before
we can enter it, 5 men confront us. They are very tall, maybe 6ft. A couple of
them then proceed to pull guns out and point them at my head. They ask me
to go with them quietly. My mother freaks out and starts going crazy and telling
them to leave me alone. I tell the men that this doesn't concern my mother and
to leave her out of it.
Then, like a flash two men from the group of 5 jump out of the group. One places
himself in front of me and his friend, who has run off to prepare our escape vehicle
shouts out "Just shoot them, Mozart!". It wasn't said but I knew the guy who
shouted this went by the name 'Sherlock'. They weren't their real names, but they
were code names. Obviously names that described them. Mozart was aptly named
because his fighting style was like an art.
They used code names due to type of work they were involved in. After Sherlock shouted,
Mozart shot one bullet. I saw everything slow down, the bullet flew straight, then curved
and hit the 3 men in the head, lined up. If you're getting images from the matrix, you're
not far off lol. These guys weren't your typical humans. I think they were human, but
they had some strange abilities.
Sherlock had already ran ahead of us to prepare our means of escape. He was the brains
of the group. He was capable of thinking 5 steps ahead of the enemy, which is most likely
why they were part of the group that was sent to capture me. We didn't end up meeting up
with Sherlock, he had gone on ahead of us for some reason.
Mozart and I fled the scene to some industrial area. We entered a building that had pipes, I
think it was an engine room pumping something. We had to quickly escape down in to the
sewers through an outlet that was in the floor of this building. It was a narrow escape since
the workers were coming back in to the room. We ended up in a boat and as far as I knew
we were on our way to their headquarters in London.
I don't know where I was for the vacation but it wasn't Australia. It looked like a part of England.
I was badgering Mozart for an explanation for all this. What the hell was going on, why was this
group after me. I got the feeling that he wasn't the kind of guy to talk much, like he hated having
to speak to me. I didn't really understand why any group would go to such lengths to watch and
capture me.
He said something about me being a goddess. I scoffed at him. I had read all this woo woo stuff before about gods and goddesses but as far as I was aware, if there were such things I'd be more inclined to believe everyone was a god/goddess. I wasn't really buying in to the whole 'you're the only one' stuff because when my ego is the only one who agrees, generally it's wrong.
I woke up from that dream in the same mind frame. Still annoyed I never found out the real reason.
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