Hey guys, do any of you have any experience with occult dreams? I had an experience while trying to do a sort of meditation technique a while back and I'm not sure how to interpret my results, or how to proceed further with this meditation.
First off, the (I guess you would call it a guided meditation?) technique I'm using was something I found in one of Digimob's e-zine download, though I can't remember specifically where, as I had a virus problem, and lost all of it.
The technique was to visualize a tower with the rooms situated on top of each other. These rooms represent your chakras. Every day you visit one of these rooms, going in order from top to bottom.
I decided to do this mediation, and I had things go decidedly strange on me
I visualized the tower, and went into the bottom room, as instructed. I had cast a circle, and put up protections beforehand, more out of habit and as a way to calm myself down than anything else.
The room at the bottom was disappointing, a bare hole with some very badly done taxidermy decorating the place. A stuffed bear, and a few other things. Some kind of birds of prey. I tried interacting with them as the instructions had suggested, but nothing happened.
At this point I decided I was simply trying too hard, and went to sleep, promising myself I'd come back to it when I was in a better state of mind or something.
That night I had a terrible and very vivid nightmare.
I woke up in a sort of cellar. All of the walls were covered with a thin greyish brown sludge. It was dark, there were only bare lightbulbs illuminating the low celings. And there was someone in the room who was out to get me (dream logic, go figure)
To be continued
My brain insisted on labelling this man as "A Serial Killer" and I just KNEW that he had some sort of container, like a squirt gun but not, that was full of some sort of acid that would melt flesh if it got on you. (My asleep mind Labeled it as Drano, but I don't think Drano has as dramatic of an effect IRL as it did in my dream).
I knew I had to get out of there before the serial killer found me and sprayed drano all over me and melted me.
As I was making my way out, however, I passed a room that held some kind of creature. It looked kind of like the Incredible Hulk, but without Arms. It was charging around the room it was in, completely mad with pain and fear.
It saw me and charged at me, knocking a lot of shelves and things over and making a huge ruckus. I knew that the serial killer would be coming to see what all the fuss was, and I tried to get the Hulk creature to calm down, but It was beyond listening.
>>1181 So I ran twords the nearest doorway I saw, and hoped the creature would follow. I had deduced I had no chance of getting out of this alive with this thing crashing around. Which in retrospect makes no sense, and it should have been easier to get away from the serial killer with this distraction, but I was honestly terrified at this point, and the hulk creature was unpredictable. I didn't have the heart to kill it, cuz what it was doing didn't seem to be it's fault, though the idea did cross my mind.
I decided to just try to get it out of there. So When we came to the door, I ran through it, and took the hulk thing with me.
Inside was a tower, with a black wrought iron spiral staircase that went up the walls. The sun seemed to be coming in from the top.
I grabbed the hulk thing and threw it up the tower, even though the creature was at least three times my size, it flew up the tower, like I had thrown a helium filled balloon or something.
Then I turned back to the doorway, and the serial Killer was heading tword me.
I have a horrible phobia of staircases, and I didn't want to try to fight or evade him in these circumstances, so I ran back into the cellar.
>>1182 I spent a very long time running through the increasingly cluttered cellar, until I found a sort of workstation.
I had lost the serial killer temporarily, but I knew he wasn't far away, and would be upon me at any minute.
On the workstation were two plastic jugs. For some reason I knew that this is where the hulk creatures arms had gone, the serial killer had cut them off, and liquified them and kept them in these jugs.
I decided that this was somehow the serial killer's weakness (makes no sense, but w/e), and I decided to wait for him there.
When he finally appeared, shooting drano/acid at me out of his squirt gun thingy (it was kinda like a really big syringe, or like those old "bug spray" containers you see in old cartoons) I dodged the liquid, and threw the containers with the creatures arms at them at him. They exploded and he ran away screaming this horrible inhuman scream.
That's when I woke up, and jotted down as much as I could remember in my dream journal, which I'm looking at right now, even though I don't really need to. I don't think I'll ever forget that dream.
So, it's been something like five or six months since this happened (I forgot to date the dream journal, it's a bad habit of mine I never remember the date right wen I wake up, and I usually forget to go back and put it in when I'm more awake.) and I haven't been able to continue the meditation. Every time I picture that tower I get scared fucking shitless.
I see that some of my elements seem to have really obviously apparent symbolism, and others I have no clue about. I'm unsure if I should put my speculations down here, in case someone else comes along and has a different interpretation. I don't want to cloud them with my own speculation.
I also don't know if I should completely abandon this project, or if there's something else I can do that will make it easier to return to?
Does this dream mean there is something wrong with me? Or is it just a product of an overactive imagination?
>>1185 To me, it seemed like a dream based on the fear of what you saw in your first room. You expected something better and were perhaps afraid that what you saw meant that you were somehow deficient.
>>1192 If that's the case I think you should do as you said you would; think on it a bit. If you decide that this isn't enough to stop you, then you should continue. It sounds like it might be a bit of a rough journey at least at first, but with some experience you might find that it's not as frightening as you initially thought.
This dream might make it hard for you to sort of get past, to allow you to get into your goal more, but don't let it stop you. Sometimes bad or dark dreams are just that; dreams, projections of our own fears. Sometimes they are nothing more. I know I've had plenty of bad dreams, reflections of my self or no, that were nothing more.
I have had a few "occult" dreams I guess. Often I learn the names of stones in my dreams when my... guide shows them to me. Once, I think I shared someone else dream, or had it for her. It was quite the experience, but nothing based on my meditations like this yet. I also meditate with my chakras, although I've never heard of this method. I think I'll try it, it's really intriguing.
>>1196 Thank you then, kind person. I guess I'll just have to man up and get back to it.
Could you share your chakra meditations with me? I almost feel like I need to come at it from a different angle before i can go back to what I was doing... If you could share what you do, it would be nice. I know I could just google it, but something with a personal recommendation means a lot more than just some random book or page I pull up, you know?
First result when googling 'root chakra':
http://www.algonet.se/~anki-p/Rootchakra.html The center of physical energy and vitality, the energy to succeed in business or material possessions. Center of manifestations.
The Base or Root Chakra located at the very bottom of the spine, the Root Chakra governs issues around physical self-preservation. These issues include survival, security and safety.
The whole ordeal appears to me that you have issues with your Root chakra. I believe all nightmares are fascinating because they reveal unresolved neurosis and can help you pinpoint areas and issues needing focus in your unconscious.
The part where you were afraid to ascend the stairs sticks out in my mind because ascending the stairs would get you away from the serial killer, but because you were afraid of going up the stairs (IE: activating higher chakras) you continued to wander in the basement.
I don't know how much practice you have with magick, but the 'workstation' reminds me of a magical or alchemical workplace, and the dissolved arms in the liquid forces me to think of the hulk creature not being in control, which is why you threw it up the stairs, you were trying to help it because it couldn't save itself, you felt pity for it. Maybe this is your mundane mind being controlled or urged forward by your higher mind? I dunno man, just some thoughts.
I think you should definitely continue work on this. With results that potent (freaky ass dream) it seems the method you were using works very well. Scariness isn't negative - it's just your unconscious issues manifesting very powerfully to send a wake-up call to your mind that you have issues and they need resolution.
Also the taxidermy animals in the visualized tower makes me think you might have some issues about your beliefs on what comes after death.
>>1264 (i hope this is still the right trip, I tend to use them to avoid confusion for the duration of a thread and then discard them.)
well hot damn, Thank you.
I was homeless for six months, so what you say about having security issues is very true, I hadn't thought to connect it quite that way, and so your insight here is pretty valuable.
Your interpretation of my refusal to go up the stairs is interesting, as I had simply written it off to my irrational phobia, and the fact that I often have nightmares about having to go up or down narrow frightening staircases, but these stairs weren't the kind I usually have nightmares about, so it makes sense. Also, I think that I felt I needed to "deal with" the serial killer figure before I could move on. (if I had just headed up the stairs, I felt like he would just chase me, and I would have to fight him on upsetting turf.) I'm still worried that I haven't properly dealt with the issues he represents, and as such if I go back, he will still be an obstacle. I don't know if vanquishing him in the meditation will have an effect on the way I perceive those issues.
Your comment on the Taxidermy animals is kind of a revelation, as whenever I'm doing any kind of visualization work, taxidermied animals are just... there. Especially owls. And what you say is true.
I have this sort of dual understanding about post-death, wherein I've done a lot of studying on it, looking at different religions takes on it and such, and cobbled together what I think Life after Death is like. But I don't feel it on an emotional level. Instead, when I really ask myself what I think happens, the answer I get is: you die, and that's it. game over, you're gone.
So, kind anon, you've been intensely helpful. I'm going to try to pick this meditation up again soon, and when I do (possibly tonight) I will come back with any findings.
Thank you again.