Doppelganger, Evil Spirit, Mall

July 30, 2008

Yesterday:
I dreamed that a spirit/demon was trying to impersonate me. It was creating a doppleganger of me, and trying to steal my spiritual energy to fuel it. I attacked it and rended it, even shoving my entire arm through its eye socket. It was a triumph in the dream, since it was a victory over something parasitic and aggressive, however it was sad in multiple ways. One is that I've always thought I would get along very well with a (true / alternate reality) double of myself, and wanted to meet such a double, and this encounter was unfortunately a very bad situation where the double was a parasitic fake. Another way in which it was sad is that it seemed to relate to the ghost and paranormal stories I've been reading lately. Since most people are scared of them and assume negative things about them, this seems to be affecting my inner views of them. Another possibility is that the entity I saw really was dangerous, which would also be sad. However, I know I can deal with anything I encounter, so I'd rather encounter the unusual (if it's something I'm seeking, such as paranormal experiences) and grow with the experience, whether it's positive or other.

Today:
I dreamed that a spirit/demon was trying to force itself into me to feed on my spiritual energy and grow, and maybe try to possess me to some extent. I was in bed, and it wrapped itself around me. It was male, seemed like an older man in the shape of a mist with pseudopod arms (maybe six of them) with a nearly human head. The entire thing felt almost like normal flesh, though softer. It was very hard for me to move with it wrapped around me like that, and I was in a very deep part of my sleep, so even in the dream, I kept falling back to sleep and having to force myself into greater consciousness to deal with it. It was trying to force itself into my mouth. I turned to where I could see myself in the mirror. I couldn't see it at all. My face looked Extremely sleepy. My eyes were very puffy and mostly closed. I said to myself, “No evil may enter me. No harmful thing can enter me. Only good and beneficial things may enter me.” The next time it tried to stick its pseudopod in my mouth, I bit the end of it off and spit it out, and then it retreated and I woke up. I was a bit freaked out when I woke up, and looked around my room to see if I could see anything unusual. The room looked “normal” in every way.

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Later, I dreamed that I was at a huge mall with Becca and Ricky. This place was gigantic. It was like a cross between a mall and a college Rec Hall. We were walking around mostly in the parts far from where everyone else was. It was very late at night, like the middle of the night. Most people were students on the main (ground) floor in the social area / food court. We were upstairs in a far corner of the mall from that. Looking out the huge windows, it was pitch black outside. Becca kept wandering off to check out new stores and such. The third time, I said, “Come on, every time you do that, we're standing around waiting for you for a long time. Let's just travel together, okay?” She ignored me and wandered off again. There was a sense that we wouldn't be able to find her if we looked for her, because there were so many stores and they were so big.

So I said to Ricky, “Let's go downstairs to the social area. She can meet us there.” The three of us had already talked about going down there soon to get something to eat. So we went down there and hung out with some of the students, mostly listening, sometimes throwing in a tidbit of our own conversation.

We had been waiting for Becca for a long time when I started wondering where she was. Ricky and I were talking about it, and he said, “I don't think we should have left her back there. She may not know where we are.” I said, “Well she chose to wander off alone over and over, and she knew we were coming down here. If she's not here soon, we'll go look for her.” I got antsy and started free-running. I was running around and jumping over tables and couches and people. At one point, I realized that Ricky was gone, and thought he probably went to look for Becca. I was exhausted and laid down to relax with my eyes closed in a carpeted “pit” where some students were chatting. One of the cute girls started gently stroking my hair. I looked up at her and smiled, and realized that she was flirting with me, which made me think of Becca again, so I got up and ran to my locker, jumping over things and “gliding” past people as if I were on an invisible skate board completely under my control, moving very quickly. I got all of my stuff out of the locker. I was digging for my cell phone that was in one of my shoes, so I could call Becca and arrange a place to meet, when I woke up.

Something interesting about the locker is that while there was no scene in the dream of us getting lockers, I clearly “remembered” us having gotten lockers when we came into the mall. I always find that interesting when a dream “creates” memories and personality. It lends a lot of credence to the theory that dreams are actually astral projections or visits to other realities, rather than being created on the fly.