Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Another "End of Days" dream. Kind of funny.

I had a dream about the end of days.  Different races, people from all over the world… in one place.  Like some abandoned warehouse or mall (perhaps it was an airport), with people clustered in groups, many of them naked and dancing… displaying their precisely-placed tattoos.  There was a war going on, and all of these people were gathered together as some sort of rebellion… We knew that we were all gathered there for some great purpose.  Higher consciousness.

There was a woman giving 5-minute healing sessions to each person from each group.  I made a cynical remark about what a 5-minute session could do and the woman overheard and was going to not give me a session.  I realized I was being negative and cynical and apologized.  She quickly accepted my apology.  I was also not wearing pants.  A girl I used to know from my early high school days was there in my little group of people.  People were getting high and taking substances.  There was some guy next to me,  sitting naked against a wall, talking to a couple of people about his tattoo (apparently it was a green lotus or something…actually tattooed around his asshole. LOL)  He was lifting up his legs to show people, and he wasn’t very well-endowed.

Someone must have given me mushrooms in the dream.  As I was waking up, I felt like I was chewing on a mushroom.