Spell casting
so the other morning i woke about 6.i hadn't dreamt yet(as far as i can tell) and i quickly went back to sleep.
i started to dream then - i was hanging out with a large group of friends,although some of the people in the group i didn't know,but everything was friendly.then i was alone-walking down a street,where i saw one of the people i didn't really know,and he told me that one of my work colleagues had just been beaten up,she was badly swollen,bruised and bleeding.
i was alarmed by this and wanted to go see her,but as i started to go towards her,the guy who'd told me about it-he was a very big guy-obviously strong physically-grabbed me and lifted me forcibly into the air.i struggled but there was no way i could overpower him-he was massive!
he threw me into the air and i landed on a balcony on the second floor of a building across the street.as i was flying through the air i went quite slowly,and i had a little control of where i landed-it was no problem to land on my feet.i was shaken by this,as i ahd thought he was part of our group of friends and couldn't understand why he had attacked me.
i then woke up.
i fell asleep again a moment later and was back in the same environment.and once again this guy appeared and stopped me from going where i was headed.he grabbed me,and pushed me back along the street,holding onto me.it didn't really feel like he was trying to hurt me-he just seemed to want to prove that he could overpower me.i went away and got an umbrella,and went back to him shouting "come on then" i tried to stab him with the end of the umbrella,and to swing the handle at him,but still,he was huge and nothing i did had any effect on him.
i woke up again.
i remember wondering what this guys problem was.
i fell asleep again quickly,and once again was back there-the large group once again hanging out together-all friendly as normal.then the big dude sees me and starts to head towards me,with a grin on his face.he was about to grab me again,so i shouted at the top of my voice at him"stop f#*king touching me!! stop touching me!!"
his face dropped,obviously dissapointed that he wasn't getting to have his fun any more.
then we all sit down at a long table to eat a meal-i think we're in the middle of a park at this time.
the big guy is straight across the table from me,we're eating and he reaches across to grab me,and i start to wiggle all my fingers at him,knowing that i'm casting some sort of spell on him.my fingers are covered in some purple stuff.he then starts yelling at me to stop it,like it's hurting him.he then looks really hurt,like i've really hurt his feelings or something.now he kinda seems like a child to me,and i know i've stopped him for good.
what was weird though was yesterday i saw my friend at work,the one i'd dreamed was beaten up-she had a swollen face,and she couldn't explain it!
said she'd just woken up like that.
any thoughts anyone?
"We are spirits in the material world" Sting. The Police.
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