Reads as if your sinful nature (Expressed in desire for woman) creates all this misfortune and spiritual turmoil (Expressed by drunks, couldrens, withes, sex parties)
The good spirit gives you strength through this, supports you and guides you out of it.
Shambles said:
At first I was sat at me pooter talking on IM to an everchanging selection of gals (friends and lovers) I have known over the years going back to childhood. Then some random person popped up on Pidgin and sent a massive "thing". Some kinda long interactive message about a superspecialsecret site wot sold drugs but was actually a headfucking virus thingy that came in the form of a neverending game (ya, was a dream remember ). This section could actually have been worth an entire dream itself cos was soooooooo long, detailed and intense but also rather hard to explain so will skip it. Anyway, this virus/game/vendor site thingy took over everything - not just the pooter but started to appear on TVs and monitors all over the place (there were lots of these things for some reason). Was impossible to get rid of cos everytime I unplugged something it just moved somewhere else til eventually it was everywhere and had also started switching everything electrical on in the flat. There were gazillions of electrical appliances everywhere too for whatever reason.
After spending a while trying to switch off, unplug, flip fuses and the like - all to no avail, naturally - I went out into the hall to see if it was spreading to other flats. Instead I encountered lots (and lots) of drunk people leaving a party upstairs. All of them seemed either scared of me, or kinda pitying me but only muttering about it between themselves and saying nothing to me.
Seems to be a connection between your desire for the ladies and your later misfortune. Your sin towards woman, being a gateway for a demon into your life.
The demon enters your life, decieves you and creates misfortune and turmoil for you.
Until this one girl sidled up to me as I was looking a bit baffled and bewildered and put her arm around my waist and leant on my shoulder.
She never actually spoke but her words kinda popped into my head. She asked me if I was okay and what the problem was and I told her and she just kinda "said" that she would keep me company and try to help me fix this odd lil problem of mine.
On the other hand... The girl resembles some kind of spirit guide, or guardian angel. Taking you out of the turmoil that the demons created.
"Words popped into your head". Gives us a clue that there is great connection between you. Reads as if they are not words spoken by a human, but by a spirit who speaks with thoughts.
Next, there was a long sequence in which she was always either at my side, not only with her arm around my waist but actually holding me up. Mostly so my feet were barely touching the ground (so I was basically walking on air) and sometimes holding me a few feet off the ground. None of this seemed to bother her in any way. No strain, no effort. She was superstrong and I was light as a feather. It felt totally natural this way (other than me being extremely impressed with her strength and supportive skillz anyway).
The super physical strength alludes to the spiritual strength of the spirit.
She guided me on a long journey - a bit of a magical mystery tour - numerous adventures all around the upstairs flats (of which there were dozens) and then through the back gardens (more drunken parties (drunk people decided to drunkenly "help" me but actually just nosed about my flat trashing stuff and nicking things) and then past lots of other gardens - all of which had giant bonfires with massive cauldrons swinging and bubbling above - and with long picnic tables loaded with plates of food with witches (proper fairy tale ones with pointy black hats, robes and big warty noses) sat at them kinda glaring at us. I did point them out to her but she didn't seem to take much notice. The weird electrical thing was spreading from house to house. Each window in turn was lighting up for as far as we could see.
The setting is evil. The "drunk" people resembles people who are soulless, the witches are people with evil hearts, the paraphanalia of food and couldrens resembles greed/gluttony and evil. It's all dark.
However, amongst the darkness...your ray of light, the "Spirit guide" is taking you out of your turmoil. She is unaffected by it, as an angel wouldn't be affected like a human.
She wasn't alarmed or revolted at this oddity - just found it interesting and was a bit concerned that it must be annoying and bothering me is all. Which it was - irritating more than anything really.
Again, the spirit guide is perfect being and so no human like emotions of being repulsed or at unease. Only care for you.
We finally got back to my flat to find it had nearly emptied of drunk people by now. There was one left who was fairly sober. He was finding things he liked and buying them from me. Never paid for them, just agreed a price then went to find other things. We also discovered that I had dozens of prescription bottles that had been picked out and gone through. One of the drunk people (who had now left) had complained that there was nothing good there.
All these drunks only desire your material wealth and drugs. They distinctly have no care... which is a complete contrast from the guide.
The flat represents you, and your body... The drunks resemble demons inside you.... slowly being cleared up.
At this stage the foam "furniture" had stopped and instead I had been pulling hair from my mouth. It came from my tongue and was thick and lustrous and voluminous. Neverending. It also transformed into cushions and rolls of silk and velvet and other fine fabrics. We never saw it happen but it did when nobody was looking.
Ridding sin inside of you, something beautiful coming from it
Again, she was not shocked - or even surprised really - just interested and actually thought it was kinda kewl. Also a bit concerned that it must be annoying me and wished it would stop cos she wanted to kiss me.
100% Selfless is this girl. Shock and surprise would be associated with a reaction concerning herself, but she only cares for you.