Four Horses

Ok, so the dream starts out a bit confusing, as another dream is kind of ending, and mixing in with the start of this dream. I am driving in my pickup truck with 3 random people from my past. They have nothing to do with each other, each from a very different time period, and definitely not currently in my life.

So we are driving around looking for a familiar place, and I recognise this one gravel road, and decide to take it. As I take the road, there is a guy on the side of the road indicating I have to turn around, but it is too late, I can't turn around as the surrounding does not allow it. The road is very funny, and it takes a lot of concentration to drive on it, swerving between pot-holes, and revving up sliding, muddy hills, eventually the road flattens out, and there is a country house that looks very familiar.

I stop the vehicle and get out, telling the people I have been here before. The place now looks like a diner, it is white, with an odd shape roof, like waves of the ocean, with gum poles sticking out of the side. There is a beautiful lake in front of the building, with the greenest, softest grass, that looks so inviting in front of it, you just want to go lay down on it.

Just at this point, as a walk towards the building, the people in the car changes into my wife and my new born baby, I tell them to stay in the car, and as I start walking toward the building, I get a flash back memory...

Walking into the building there is a door to the kitchen on the left, a door to the barman area in the middle, and a really narrow path to the right, where customers can sit.... it feels like I use to work here? I can not pass through to the right, it is too tight, and makes me claustrophobic (I remember lots of weird little artefacts and each bar chair was different, it suited the occupants personality), in the kitchen it takes me to a different dream... a dream a the ocean on holiday (a recurring dream for another day)... walking towards the bar serving area pulls me out from the flash back, into the field, halfway between the white building and my vehicle.

There are mountains to the left, awesome view, also an old tractor under a shade net to the left, and faint whispers or memories of people that use to be here.... but now just me.

In the distance there is a MASSIVE horse. A horse built from pure muscle, terrifying. I can feel its anger from a distance, I can sense its hate, its rage, its aggression, built on the strongest motivation, love.

It starts running towards me... I am frozen still, my hands clenching, I start to tremble and sweat. This horse is really big, maybe 4 times the size of a normal horse... stronger than any beast I have ever seen or imagined, and its coming straight at me. You can hear, and feel every beat of its hoofs hitting the ground, doof doof doof doof doof doof, louder and louder. Its worse than any fear that I have ever felt. It is worse than any pain I have ever felt. I is worse than any sadness I ever felt. I have never been so scared.

It stops dead in front of me, I dare not breathe.... Its head is as big as my entire upper body. I just know it can with one movement of its head, pick me up and throw me so high and far, that I will break a few bones and get seriously hurt. I immediately realise, that this tremendous beast can kill me instantly, but it does not want me dead. Dead is too easy.

I stand frozen in fear, sweating an ice cold sweat, each muscle tensed to the max for a few minutes, the horse swaying my body with its warm breath, for a few minutes, until the horse allows me to unfreeze. As I unfreeze, I know I am in the wrong place, and should not be here. No one should be here. Sorry will not help. I wronged the universe be being here, and therefore I am doomed. I now have to move backwards.

I move backwards with the horses presence in my face the whole time, even though he is not moving, I move back faster and faster. Then I hit the wooden gum-pole fence in the centre of my back and fall over backwards on my neck. Everything is pain, each part of me so uncomfortable and in pain, I have never felt this horrible in my life. Death would have been more welcome than this.

It felt like hours and hours of this pain with the horse standing there proving his point. Then this man, cowboy like, appeared next to me, and explained, you should not go there, you will be destroyed. This horse and 3 others like him, killed 3 men recently for stealing some horses from their herd. He then took me, in a vision like, to a broken down stone house, where I saw the 3 men sitting, and the 4 horses come in to the house. The main horse, the one that I encountered, walked up to one of the men, the man went through the same agony as I did, then the horse slowly pushed his head against the mans chest, crushing it slowly, eventually pushing it through a sharp edge of a stone from the broken down house.

One of the other massive horses, decapitated the second man with one of his massive hoofs, but it happened so slowly, the man was in agony and pain, wishing for death to come to him faster.

The third man was already dead when I looked his way, with the other two massive horses standing in front of him. He was probably in a hundred pieces or more, the terrified look on his face was enough to haunt anyone for days.

I looked back at my vehicle, I knew it was the only safe place for me, but it was occupied by my wife and my son.

And I woke up. With an ice cold sweat, shaken, nail marks in my hands as I clenched my fists, terrified of everything around me, not sure where I was. It took me quite some time to recover from this one.

Till next time.

Living to Die or Dying to Live?

We are all born on this earth, we live for a while, and then we die.

How long do we live? As long as a rope. If you ask me, this is all sounds very temporary.

We are born in to a temporary vessel. We live in this temporary vessel, bound to its rules, and then we die.
Let me put it in different words....
We are captured in a prison, bound by space and time. After some random time in this prison we eventually are set free.

I am not better than anyone else on this earth. I am stuck in space and time like everybody else alive. When I move to the next dimension, not bound by space and time, I will still not be better that anyone. I will still just be me.

The Prison Part 1 "Prove your innocence"

Hi, I am OVCL and this is my first ever blog. I guess it will not really interest anybody, and will not be read by a lot of people, if any.

I started this blog, because I have lots of dreams. I remember most of my dreams, and they are really weird and almost real. Sometimes I forget some detail, but the outline still scares the hell out of me.

I wish I could plug a machine into my brain, record my dreams, and post them to youtube.... I bet you will enjoy them more then these puny little words.

I need to share these dreams. If you are reading this, you are reading this for a reason, nothing else.

I find myself in the company of 5 people, but not ordinary people. These people are special, as they have super natural powers. The group moves around a lot and we need to do good. The more good we do, the better we feel about ourselves. We all have very bad pasts. The lady with the reddish, almost orange hair, with dark clothes on, was abused as a child, and treated as a slave. Beaten if she did not respond immediately to each and every command. So there was a chirpy guy, with no confidence wearing green clothes, and so on.

Anyway, we ended up fighting this witch, she was very strong and we were losing. Clearly we were not strong enough, and we did not have enough skill to defeat her, so she gave this screeching laugh, saying you will suffer because of the sin that others sinned against you. Then the 6 of us appeared in a prison, with a weird old man with a long beard. The prison was hanging above the clouds in thin air. It had 7 levels/floors, shaped like a cone, or a bee hive.  The old man explained to us, that this was an eternal prison, and that each of us had to pass through every floor individually, and if we pass all 7 levels, then we have proven our selves innocent. However, if we fail, it proves that we belong in prison, and will be imprisoned on that level for ever.

One by one the 5 people I was with went through the 7 levels, barely making it through, each one of them tested to the extreme, especially on their weaknesses from their past. In my dream, each person had a tremendous amount of detail, and I went through the 7 levels with each one of them, experiencing each and every gory, scary, horrific moment in detail. It felt like ages for them all to get past all the levels. Thinking back now, unfortunately I can't recall all the details.

So, I am the last person to go down, and I enter level 1. What I remember from level 1, is a round room, with axes, a pillar in the middle, and a table around the pillar. I am sorry, but I can’t recall what I did to get to Level 2.

Level 2 is a total blank.

Level 3, as I enter, ghosts and spirits emerge from the walls, and like banshees, or like dementors in harry pothead, the screech in horrible awful voices and rush straight through you, each time, taking a bit of your soul with them. I start running down the path, which is very shallow, made of wood, like wooden bridges on a pirate dock. I don't get far and fall to my knees with all the ghosts and spirits tearing through my chest. The pain is unbelievably real. I grab the hand rail, and roll my body under it, and fall 1 floor down on to the wooden pathway/bridge, and get a few seconds to recover. I get to my feet just as the ghosts and spirits reach me again. I start running, and the spirits and ghosts start shooting through my chest again, and I only get about 10 steps before falling to my knees again. The ghosts and spirits whispering all the time join us, you belong here. I struggle on for what feels like hours before I see the exit. I don't have anything left in me. Ready to die. Then I hear a voice, that says, you will not die, you will not have that pleasure, you will suffer!

Ok, that is enough for now, this is shaking me up again. To be continued....