Background: I've been seriously striving to help "free" a person (online) who
has made some bad choices in his past, and consequently allowed a *very*
dangerous "spirit of duality" (what many Catholics would call a "demon" or
"devil") to corrupt his mind / spirit / soul, who insists his name is that of a
prince of darkness, and that "GOD" gave him that new name.
I've been encouraging (at times, perhaps taunting) him to reveal his name that
his parents gave him at birth, his "living, human, biological" name, if you
will, the one the government recognizes, etc.
This morning, I was up early (around 5:30) and he'd left a message asking if I'd
care to play a game, a bet, wherein he'd give me 3 clues to guess his name, and
if I won, he'd tell me his name, but if I lost, I "must call" him by his demonic
name.
I knew better (and know better) than to "make a deal with a devil," so I told
him I'd play but with no bets, the question being whether he was too afraid to
reveal his name freely.
Well, that was early this morning. Having had a tad too little sleep last
night, I went to take a nap on the couch to "catch up" on the sleep deficit.
That's where these two ominous dreams occur:
In the first one, I (the dreamer) get up from the couch, go to open the front
door, and feel a cool breeze coming in, noting that the security door (a
see-through, wrought iron gate-like structure with glass rather than a screen
behind the iron) had been taken out, as if a burglar had tried to break in by
somehow removing that outer door from the frame.
I (the dreamer) shut the front door (a relatively thick, solid, wooden door) and
feel the typical feel of how it shuts, as I lock it, thinking I'll need to get
that security door replaced and file a police report, in the event it would go
towards the home insurance deduction. I (the dreamer) was *also* wondering if
Mom had heard it (as her room window is near the front door) then remembered
that she was dead (had passed from this dimension) and it would have to come out
of my (the dreamer's) pocket to have the door repaired.
Dream ends. Clarity 10!
Why? Because I thought it had actually occurred! It was only in returning to
partial waking consciousness that I realized I was still on the couch, and that
the event was only a dream (although it could've been some type of astral
warning / consequence of that earlier encounter with "evil" from earlier in the
morning.)
I actually *checked* the door in real life (IRL) just to be sure all was intact!
(It is) ?????
In the second dream, ending shortly before 10:30 AM, the dreamer was dealing
with the following items:
1) a type of long, tubular sock, about 3' in length, made of a fuzzy, light tan
fabric (like crushed velour, possibly velvet) theoretically with a water-proof
inner lining, a sealed end at the bottom, and a draw-string top (to keep it
closed, say, when carrying)
2) two plastic baggies *full* of (human?) fecal matter, located within the tube
sock
3) a roll of toilet paper
4) a sort of bathroom sink located on a wall
The scene starts out with the dreamer noting that the sock contains the two
baggies. It *may* have been that the dreamer put the baggies into the sock
(which I *think* occurred, it's just that *part* of the dream is somewhat
evaporated / fuzzy, so to speak.)
The dreamer lays the sock on the wooden floor of a bedroom (similar to the one
of my childhood) then notes that there is some dark, wet puddling on the floor,
as if the baggies had leaked, and as if the tube sock had leaked as well.
The dreamer lifts the tube sock and somehow places it to the side, so as to
clean up the puddles, realizing that placing the sock back on the floor would
likely cause more puddling, but the primary idea was to clean up the mess
already on the floor, as there were no overt signs of the tube sock actually
having any stains on it.
The dreamer has a roll of toilet paper in hand, with the idea of using the paper
to wipe up the puddles, only the roll somehow came into contact with the
puddles, and of course, absorbed a *bit* of dirty dampness, so the dreamer
lifted the roll up so as to let it unravel, so as to get down to where the roll
was effectively clean again, with the intention of using the paper unraveled so
far (which only had spots of wetness, now that it was a long, continuous ribbon
of unrolled toilet paper) so as to wipe up the rest of the dirty pools on the
floor.
The next action, however, is the dreamer in the bathroom (similar in structure
to "the big bathroom" of the home of my childhood) except that the peculiar sink
is on the wall where the light & fan switches are located. The action appears
to be something like dumping the baggies full of excrement into the sink,
although the dream ends there, with clarity 9-ish, maybe 9-, and may well be a 7
(symbolic) having something to do with biological processes, *or* possibly just
a side effect of having had an interchange of text with that "devil" described
at the start of this post.