Number 9, Number 9 and the Battle Hymn
Number 9..Number 9..and the Battle Hymn Dream
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
I hate these type of dreams, they are the ones that stick with you all day and won't leave. They wake you up with a sick feeling in your stomach and you know if you fall asleep again you will be put right back in the same dream again. Over and over and over and over and over.. I wake up, look at the clock and it's 3 am. Just in case you've never heard ...3AM is the demonic witching hour. It's a way for demons to mock the holy trinity. It's inversion is 3PM.. the miracle hour.. Which is traditionally accepted as the hour of christ's death. Or so they say...anyway.. So what was the dream? Just fucking weird is all. It goes like this:
I was in the big gigantic warehouse with alot of different levels. I
was with some people there although I did not know who they were in
real life, I knew them in the dream. I don't even remember why we were
there but it was full of alot of strange escalators and just alot of
strange stuff. Mostly religious stuff, or at least it looked like
religious stuff? A cult maybe? That is what it gave me the feeling
of, a cult.
I was going up this escalator and this man just kind of floated by me
and I had the sense that he was demonic. He was smiling but it was
like just a head, all I remember was his face and he kind of looked
like Jesus, but it wasn't and I knew it, I felt it, but all these
people in the place were worshipping this guy. Like I said, it was
like his head was floating and he was smiling at me like he was trying
to get into my head somehow and I told him to get away from me.. He
laughed and came closer to me. I told him again to get the fuck away
from me because he gave me a creepy ass feeling and I knew he was a
fake. He laughed again and I really started getting this really bad
evil demonic feeling from him like he was the devil or something. I
said "In the name of Jesus get the FUCK AWAY FROM ME". This usually
works in dreams against these scary dream people, but nope not this
time. He acted stunned for a minute and then came back. Laughing. I
said it again and he winced and came back again. I was still in the
elevator and and it was still going up and on the wall I saw that
picture of Jesus with the heart in barbed wire- I think they call it
the sacred heart of jesus picture or something so I was trying to think
of something to get this fucked up guy/creature/demon away from me
before he devoured my soul or something, and I imagined that picture
and remembered one time someone told me if you dream of demons to tell
them the blood of jesus was going to get them. So I yelled really loud
at this thing "The blood of Jesus is ON YOU, GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME"
like I was throwing it on him. His eyed rolled in the back of his head
and he disappeared after I said it a few times.
Throughout this place there were pictures of Jesus and religious
pictures everywhere, like this was a religious place, but they all felt
like fakes to me. Like it was set up to look like a religious place
but it was actually a cult. I rode this elevator to the basement and I
could see that demon guy I struggled with earlier in the basement with
a bunch of bloody body parts. Maybe they were his body parts since he
only had a head earlier...but I got the feeling that they were just a
bunch of random body parts that he collected and I was looking at
everything and started getting caught up in the body parts, like
tangled, and blood everywhere (maybe it was his body parts and that was
the jesus blood I threw on him, haha) and I broke free and ran back to
the elevator and went back upstairs.
The demon left me alone after that but he had minions. I think he
decided if I was throwing Jesus blood around he would rather it got on
one of his flunkies instead of him. I mean, hell that shit might burn
or something? Who knows what Jesus blood does. So this crazy ass
woman is stalking me now and I am doing everything to stay away from
her. Dodging her like crazy. But she kept trying to come up to me and
she kept acting like she was spiritual, like I needed to be saved. And
I felt like she was brainwashed and was worshipping that demon- or
whatever that guy was. She kept trying to talk to me, touch me. I
kept avoiding her. I rode up this elevator to the top, these were some
cool ass elevators and I had a drink that I laid at the side at the top
and I went to grab it before the elevator started going back down and I
couldnt grab it. So I lost my drink! Damn it. Going back down. I saw
a friend of mine on one of the levels and jumped off.
He was a tattoo artist, but I didn't know the guy in real life. We
were looking at tattoos and I was sitting in the tattoo chair and that
crazy stalker lady came up and put this dark green stone with a hole in
the middle of it on my toe and said it would help me. I threw it off
and jumped out of the chair! I couldn't get this bitch to quit
stalking me! She kept trying to convert me into what I don't know!
I walked down this long corridor and there was this old man, maybe a
priest or something? And I was telling him about that demon guy and
he asked me "When he laughed, did he just laugh or was it a cackle?"
and I said "It was more like a cackle, why?" and he shook his head,
"that's how you can tell..." but I'm still walking down the corridor
and didn't hear the last part and I'm still walking and then there is
that lady again.
She stops me and I don't know how she sucked me in this time but she
got me engaged in something she was doing. It was like a painting but
at the same time some kind of puzzle. Maybe some kind of math puzzle
or something but we had to figure out how many of something there
were. I started adding them up and I was putting x's in boxes. 1 x, 2
x's, 3 x's , etc, all the way across this big sheet of green
construction paper but after I got done the paper turned white and all
my x's turned blood red and started disappearing/fading away. the lady
laughed and she flipped my paper upside down and it read 66666666666
but I started saying "Number 9, Number 9 Number 9" and she said "Same
thing dipshit!" and walked away triumphantly like she just proved what
she had to prove the whole time she was stalking me and was now done.
Then I heard music playing and it was the 'Battle Hymn of the Republic"
playing....
weird ass dream.
Posted by Tracy
at 4:49 AM EST
Updated: Tuesday, 3 February 2009 4:54 AM EST