more dreams
Oct. 9th, 2009 06:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
adrienmundiSomething about a buddhist/hindu pilgrimage. It started watching this young bald guy tell the story of an old saint on a pilgrimage, referencing quests for sutras and miracles while on a pilgrimage himself. At some point, it became clear that the 97 year old master he kept referencing was him, even though he looked to be in his early 20s. There was something about black iron objects somehow connected with the use of sutras; maybe they were created as they were recited, or in some way connected with them? Some symbolism or magic I didn't, and don't understand.
It took a martial arts sort of turn. Suddenly I was in the dream, at some mystical holy site. Pilgrims would come and engage the shrine attempting to learn its secrets, but it was dangerous, and many died (one of them being my current stepfather's brother). I was sort of watching parts of the past and still being present. There was a staff, a brother and sister. The sister was young, very attractive (curvy, dark skin, long dark hair) and slipped in between being this mystical religious figure and a young hot girl; her brother was more like a shrine functionary, not religious or mystically inclined at all. She kept flirting with me when in young girl mode, and then showing me the dangers of seeking the knowledge of the site when in priest mode. Every time someone would die they seemed surprised, like that wasn't supposed to happen, and we'd turn to each other and say, "Didn't they check the source material?" meaning religious or martial arts texts, or even martial arts movies, showing the danger. At some point, she passed me a half full bottle of whisky some pilgrim had left as an offering and we shared swigs.
Then there was something about two girls (blonde and brunette) traveling in the dark. The blonde was a werewolf, and not taking it well (maybe it was new?). She was being carried on the back of the brunette, who was a seasoned, nontypical vampire. A lot of times when they'd walk under a shadow, the blonde would lean back and sometimes come back up as a werewolf, not fully in control, and the brunette would pull up some sort of vampire aspect resignedly, though I'm not sure if she was expecting a fight (instinctual, largely unconscious) from the blonde, or just needed to be able to take care of this crazed, super strong friend. Some how they ended up in a very affluent neighborhood, and there was some subtext that rich folks related to the blonde were somehow involved, maybe putting things into motion? I became an actor in the dream at some point, maybe bringing the sense of back story. Somehow, the tension seemed to pass, and the blonde was dealing better. We were leaving, she and I, to go ...somewhere, and she looked over to the wooded side and kind of checked out. I remember asking if she needed to go run or get something to eat, meaning in werewolf mode, and that it was OK, she should go ahead, because I knew I'd only slow her down.
Um, brain, seriously, what was that all about?
It took a martial arts sort of turn. Suddenly I was in the dream, at some mystical holy site. Pilgrims would come and engage the shrine attempting to learn its secrets, but it was dangerous, and many died (one of them being my current stepfather's brother). I was sort of watching parts of the past and still being present. There was a staff, a brother and sister. The sister was young, very attractive (curvy, dark skin, long dark hair) and slipped in between being this mystical religious figure and a young hot girl; her brother was more like a shrine functionary, not religious or mystically inclined at all. She kept flirting with me when in young girl mode, and then showing me the dangers of seeking the knowledge of the site when in priest mode. Every time someone would die they seemed surprised, like that wasn't supposed to happen, and we'd turn to each other and say, "Didn't they check the source material?" meaning religious or martial arts texts, or even martial arts movies, showing the danger. At some point, she passed me a half full bottle of whisky some pilgrim had left as an offering and we shared swigs.
Then there was something about two girls (blonde and brunette) traveling in the dark. The blonde was a werewolf, and not taking it well (maybe it was new?). She was being carried on the back of the brunette, who was a seasoned, nontypical vampire. A lot of times when they'd walk under a shadow, the blonde would lean back and sometimes come back up as a werewolf, not fully in control, and the brunette would pull up some sort of vampire aspect resignedly, though I'm not sure if she was expecting a fight (instinctual, largely unconscious) from the blonde, or just needed to be able to take care of this crazed, super strong friend. Some how they ended up in a very affluent neighborhood, and there was some subtext that rich folks related to the blonde were somehow involved, maybe putting things into motion? I became an actor in the dream at some point, maybe bringing the sense of back story. Somehow, the tension seemed to pass, and the blonde was dealing better. We were leaving, she and I, to go ...somewhere, and she looked over to the wooded side and kind of checked out. I remember asking if she needed to go run or get something to eat, meaning in werewolf mode, and that it was OK, she should go ahead, because I knew I'd only slow her down.
Um, brain, seriously, what was that all about?
