Ok this is in regards to the dreams I had last night, which I feel were unsettling. They were both fairly short. (I actually had numerous dreams last night but these ones I remember best)

Ok so the centipede. I was visiting some sort of nature center, I don't know what it was really. Anyways I was holding this bright green centipede. It was very large, probably a foot in length. I liked it at first though. I thought it was pretty and its legs tickled my hand. Others were around me as I held it, animal scientists/researchers I think. I panicked then because I remembered centipedes can be poisonous, and this was some crazy tropical one so it probably was. I made a dumb move and frantically shook my hand, causing the centipede to bite me where if I'd stayed calm and let it crawl off I'd have probably been fine. My thumb started to swell and turn red where it had bitten me. The scientists gave me an antivenom though and said I'd be fine, so I went home. I wasn't fine. In fact they had been experimenting, they didn't have an actual antivenom, but they were testing out different methods of making one and had used me as a lab rat. I was furious and terrified because their test medicine made the poison worse. My entire right arm had become hugely swollen now and it was very painful. They wanted me to come back so they could use another experimental drug they were sure would work. I was suspicious and decided to check this large book that had my future in it. It said that if I took that drug I would die, but if that happened my parents would raise a court case in the Supreme Court and make sure nothing like this happened to anyone ever again. So basically my death would be an important landmark in patient rights. But I didn't want to die, so I decided to change history and refused to take the drug. So instead of dying, I only lost my arm, which rotted away from the inside out. It hurt horribly, and looked disgusting and I was very depressed to have lost my arm. My mom offere to pay for plastic surgery to make my arm look normal again, but I knew it wouldn't be the same. I also felt guilty for having changed the natural course of history and preventing that important course case from happening.

Ok next dream. Actually this is more like a recurring theme in my dreams lately. Last night was the second time in my dreams that I went to Hell this week, so I feel like that's important. The first Hell dream I had was at the beginning of the week. It played out like a movie, I actually wasn't involved at all, I just watched. It started out with a poem, something beautiful and haunting I wish I could remember. Then it showed a man who was writing it. A young man. The rest of the "movie" followed the tale of this young man. It took place in the 1800's I'd say. Basically he had lived in this mansion alone with his mother his entire life. His mother was all he had, he had no real friends or anything. Well recently his elderly mother had grown ill and died. Without her he began to go insane. The movie was narrated by letters he was writing to his dead mother, and each one grew more disturbing. He mourned her, spoke of his intense loneliness, and as he grew crazier he spoke of demons that wouldn't leave him alone. He said they would come and tease him and torture him by telling him they had his mother in Hell. Finally he got fed up with it and the paranoia and decide to travel to Hell to bring his mother back. So he did. Hell was...weird. It was dark and damp. Looked like a sewer, slimy stone, underground. Reminded me of the underworld of Greek mythology, the river Styx was there too I think. Anyways she was waiting for him at the entrance and he brought her back with him. But when she was back he realized that his mother had gone to Hell for a reason. She was very cruel and controlling, manipulative. He couldn't believe he had forgotten how much she irritated him and how often he had wished her dead. He was no happier with her alive then he was dead. Eventually she died again, and the man was once more left to his depression and isolation. It was a haunting story but told very well I think. I thought it was a great movie until I woke up and realized it had been a dream all along!

The dream I had last night was more personal. I had all my lucid powers, but I don't think I was lucid? But I could control everything? It started out fun. I was at my old middle school messing around, manipulating time and reality and pulling harmless pranks, flying around and enjoying myself. There was a woman with me. Kind, and gentle like a maternal figure. She was helping me learn to control my abilities and teaching me new ones as the dream continued. Then we were interrupted. Demons came after us, 4 of them I think only they took human form. They were well-trained assassins sent to kill us. We fought them but with 2 against 4 we were outmatched, and they had powers just like us. (Rarely do any dream characters of mine have powers like me. I usually dominate my enemies) Anyways they were about to kill us when they complained that why couldn't we behave like the rest of them and I was confused and said "The rest of who?" And they said "Demons?" As if it were obvious. I was still baffled. They told us that we were demons, very powerful ones that had betrayed Satan and turned to God, in other words we were good. I told them I didn't know I was a demon, I just thought I had cool powers. I was mad at the woman for keeping this a secret. One of the demons, a guy, asked if I wanted to see Hell for myself. I said why not. The other demons didn't trust me and wanted me dead, but that demon said they would be highly praised if they brought such a powerful demon to their side. So he took me on this long elevator ride to Hell. I talked with him and he said his name was Benny. (Not his true name) I asked him if he knew my true name and I can't remember what he said, I think it was Xerxes something. It was long. I guess I just abandoned the nice lady. I asked Benny more about Hell and demons and he said not all demons were evil, most were just neutral and had to swear never to follow God or help humans. Then there were a handful of evil demons, like the princes, and a handful of good demons that wanted to be close to God again. They were outcasted and seen as traitors. I hadn't even known I was a demon though so how should I have known the rules. Benny was very nice and sympathized with me.

Hell was once more not what I expected. It looked like an ancient city, like an old Prague or something. Except all the once grand old buildings were crumbling, as if they had fallen into disrepair from age with no money to repair them. Benny said we were in Hell's capital. We went to the castle in the heart of it, and while Benny talked with the guards I was so anxious I ran in without him. High ranking demons were everywhere. It looked very stereotypical Hell in here, the walls and everything cast in a red glow from the flames that burned. I moved forward until I saw the huge throne. In it sat a giant with red skin and his lower half was like a goat. Then I realized the master Benny and the others had talked about so much was the devil himself. I was like "I should've realized that" but eh. I was terrified. I couldn't look at his face. When he saw me he recognized and yelled in this angry boom who let one of his worst enemies in. Guards came toward me and I ran away, looking for Benny. Luckily he walked in and I hid behind him. Benny walked up and started explaining things to the devil, how I had lost my memory, etc. I was still too scared to even look at him, and my legs were so weak I had to sit down. I was sitting, listening to Benny and the devil argue about me like I wasnt there and feeling ashamed I couldn't stand up and face the devil. I wanted to look him in the eye, glare at him, have a little dignity you know? Instead I just cowered. Then I woke up with them still arguing as to what they should do about me.

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Anna,
I will provide my thoughts tomorrow on your dream. Have to take my cat to the vet again today. Not the best time to give a proper interpretation. If I can't fully access my intuitive mind I am doing you a dis-service. We have come too far to venture off the wrong path.

Jerry

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Anna,
Let me interpret the first dream this morning and the second later in the day. I am still nursing my very sick cat {very sick} and need to do some thing for him this morning.

I won't break down all the symbols but will provide a summary interpretation since we know what most of your dreams are trying to express.

My take on the centipede in your dream is it represents your 'naturally' positive self but the circumstances of your life are interfering with that positive attitude. Most things that come your way to can handle {hand} but there are certain things that are more threatening. The dream may be addressing one particular experience {the dumb move-also noted in another of your dreams} that has recently been on your mind. It may have involved 'experimenting' with 'something' or someone where there were assurances there were no dangers but turned out to be emotionally frightening. But instead of heeding the first experience you do another thing to make it worse. You may have felt this 'thing' you experienced would change things for the better in your life but you eventually realized it would not. So you altered course and decided to stay as you are. The whole experience did leave emotional wounds affecting to a degree your ability to be your true trusting self {fake arm}. This experience may have been one you feel affected your entire outlook on life and prevented you from changing your personal history, or perhaps changed you.

In the second dream. It does seem to involve a real male person {on one level}. To help eliminate the possibilities could this person be your father?


Jerry

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