Hellboy dream, Pool of worms, Potty
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Lucid Intent? No
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1.) Potty: In some small dream I find that a toilet is very dirty and in need of cleaning. I don't rememeber anymore if this was my own toilet or just some random toilet. I remove the entire thing and bring it outside for a good scrubbing with a brush and the water hose. I keep scrubbing it and it seems to get cleaner, but then when I turn it around to get to ther other muck it looks like there is a brand new stain on it. I am confused, but keep scrubbing anyway. Then wonder what on earth I must have been thinking to physically remove the toilet and bring it outside for washing. It looked like it would be too heavy for me to lift. I think this is the earliest of the dreams.
2.) Pool of Worms: At some point during my dreams I become lucid, but it was not like the sort of lucidity where I knew I was sleeping somewhere else. I just realized that I could do things I normally couldn't do. I am looking into a shallow filthy pool. I can see things in it. I determine the things are very large worms. They must be around ten or more feet long, and tick as a fire hose. They also seem to have varing number of heads that were eyeless and like flytraps, or at least their eyes were too small to see, especially through the nasty brown water they were writhing around in. Something suddenly possesses me to go into the water with them. Somehow I become one of the worms. At this point I feel like I am both one of the bizarre monster worms AND myself, or what would pass as myself in terms of dreams and the astral world or whatever. Still this was distinctly different from knowing I was asleep in a bed somewhere else. I seemed to be of two thoughts during this time. The real me thought this was all really nasty, but it was like I also was thinking like a worm. The worm me loved this brown silty pool, and was thrilled by being surrouned by other worms, which the still human me figuered out the worms are spawning. The human part of me also objectively observes that these worms are hermaphrodites. Having no limbs we worms fastened to one another with our multiple mouths. The human part of me worried that this was going to hurt when one of the other worms finally find their way to me. However, either the teeth of the worms are really just stiff bristles of some sort, or perhaps they only held on lightly is unclear, but several worms clamp on to me with their weird mouth parts. Worm me thought this was all a lot of fun, but the other me was revolted by all the weird sensations, which I find impossible to describe. I could look down and tell my body apart from the other worms, and it was like a wrinkly brown leather hose with tiny filmament like things that I suppose could have been some kind of means of propelling through the water. I remember pressing against the bottom of the pool, and how the muck felt silky. It's baffling how I was also of two minds about this. The worm me found the silt wonderful, cool, and blessed, but human me was disgusted, but I think the worm must have had greater control here, because it wanted to be in the nasty water and revel in the cool silt. I am not sure if I had this dream before or after the following dream.
3. Hellboy Dream: This dream seemed to be at least vaugely related to the worm dream, I am just not sure anymore which dream happened first. In common with the previous dream was a pool observed that seemed polluted, and something is in the water. In the dream I seem to be the character Hellboy, and I am with two of the other characters Liz and Abe. I definitely remember that the Abe in my dream didn't look anything at all like how the character look in the movie, I don't recall what he looked like, other than he still looked like a monster just a different-looking monster. We all approach a pool with a solid rock bank that sloped gently into the water. We stop a couple of feet before the water. I notice the rock it very cold under my feet. I don't like the look of the water. It's a sort coffee with cream in it brown, and in some spots there is something in it that looks fluffy, like someone dropped dirty wads of polyester fill stuffing into it. No one wants to touch the water. I don't remember what we are here for anymore, other than I do remember we needed to find something, and we must have thought we would find it in the water. I remember stupidly assuming Abe would go into the water to find whatever it was we were looking for, but he refused, complaining that the water was too foul. We all start to lower ourselves to sit on the bank and wait for whatever it was we were wating for to come along. I guess we had some kind of plan to get it when it came along, but I don't remember that anymore. I remember some other thing about being irritated when something touched my tail, and I gave someone a warning not to do that again. This is something I seem to remember being offensive for some reason. I don't remember anymore who I had to warn, but I do remember the sensation, and how it felt like it was something too personal. I don't remember anything else.
Additional Comments:
The worms dream is the most curious of the dreams. I suppose the toilet one is just some common dream. However I have had other dreams where I seem to have two distinctly different minds inside the same body, and I suppose the Hellboy dream was at least marginally similar, but in the Hellboy dream I was totally not aware of real self at all, but I was definitely conscious of my tail, and felt it as if it was a normal part of my body. As the worm I was conflicted and aware that this grotesque wrinkled body was not mine, and the sensations felt real enough, but I also was aware that I had nothing to compare it with. I was aware, for example, that I usually only have one mouth, when I could feel the weight and tiny wriggling hairs on other heads, and feel other the mouth parts of other worms embracing me, and wrapping their bodies around me. I remember having other dreams similar to these two. There was one I recorded years and years ago where in the dream I was a cartoon character from another tv show I had watched, and at least during the dream I was absolutely certain that I really was that cartoon bear, and had anyone attempted to tell me who I really was, and that I was asleep in a bed somewhere else, I am pretty sure I would have told them they were insane, and punched them in the face. Beside the bear one, I think I have had other dreams like it, too, but I can't think of them right now. I just think it is extremely weird how convincing these dreams are, and I wonder how I could possibly not have paused and realized I was dreaming. My instincts tell me the worm dream is very important, not that I can figure out how. As an aside, I had watched the new Hellboy movie last weekend.
