I dreamt a Tiger was in a new living unit.
I fought it. It came from a dark place. It may have taken out my friend, or wounded him. I was kicking it desperately as I was on the ground, or weakened by exertion.
I think my friend had tried to go down on me, but as much as I could possibly enjoy anyone giving me oral sex, I tend to have an aversion of guys, and spiritually girls who I don't love (or love, some aversion sometimes) that way doing this, to completion. I feel like it is a waste. Like if I then had ONE chance to spread my seed, with the one that I wanted, I would not be as available. It's a desire to be ready, and potent.
So many don't seem to get that, or they chalk it up to religion. I call it untarnished survival instinct, that still courses through me- Thank God. My father did not beat the time record on an obstacle course in officer's training school, three times (twice his own) and pass his genes on for nothing. Not that I will, but there is always a chance I'll find someone that clicks. That is if we can verify that my genes aren't too damaged. But even still... I've learned some things about damage, and suffering. Just to remain open.
The Tiger came after this, perceived attempt to take me in his mouth. And when my friend had tried to, we were on all fours. I think I was fixing something, and he came down to me. And I almost changed my mind, to let him. Maybe. I don't know. Maybe I was trying to find him to simply talk. But I feel like I was trying to find him.
I believe I may have killed the Tiger.
I was in Whole Foods. I was standing near the customer service desk. They seemed to also be a pet store of sorts, for fish, at least. There were many aquariums, with big fish, and little fish. Rows. About as big as their "Whole Body" section, and in the same spot as it in the store I go to. I stood there looking at them, and the store. The people at the customer service desk, a guy that works there was talking about animal and occult-illuminati symbolism. There was a bull near the cs desk, above it, and in my dream this represented Zeus. He went on to talk about more. I stood at a distance waiting for something, listening in.
I remember running or racing, or just wandering, and there were these giant, prehistoric looking sometimes animals that would emerge from the ground, and go back in soon after. Centipede like. Segmented. Very long. 100 feet (or more, one, maybe, or less). That one was purple-pink. I saw it around water holes. And mud. I was afraid of it. And another was about 13 feet long. Right. 13 feet. The number just came to me. It resembled some kind of.. arthropod. Trilobite family, but narrower. But I may not remember it. Though I was afraid of these things, they didn't seem to come after me. I still froze sometimes, thinking they might hunt by vibration, in part. When I first remember seeing it, though I did before, I had accidentally drank water from one of many reservoirs in a new neighborhood of newly built houses, build on fabricated/molded land, and the water tasted like a stagnant pond, like it was, so I spit it out. Then I remember seeing these large animals.
I was doing laundry. Finding particulate respirators. I get a call from my apartment complex, and as I focus on a knob on tbr machine I tell the woman I can't hear her- the music is loud, and I try to turn out down but I seem to be at the washing machine or near and find turning it down difficult, unable to find the control for it. I hear her saying that I already have "four deportations", though I have no idea shat she was talking about. I have no evictions. But it seemed to be something with not paying a debt.
I fought it. It came from a dark place. It may have taken out my friend, or wounded him. I was kicking it desperately as I was on the ground, or weakened by exertion.
I think my friend had tried to go down on me, but as much as I could possibly enjoy anyone giving me oral sex, I tend to have an aversion of guys, and spiritually girls who I don't love (or love, some aversion sometimes) that way doing this, to completion. I feel like it is a waste. Like if I then had ONE chance to spread my seed, with the one that I wanted, I would not be as available. It's a desire to be ready, and potent.
So many don't seem to get that, or they chalk it up to religion. I call it untarnished survival instinct, that still courses through me- Thank God. My father did not beat the time record on an obstacle course in officer's training school, three times (twice his own) and pass his genes on for nothing. Not that I will, but there is always a chance I'll find someone that clicks. That is if we can verify that my genes aren't too damaged. But even still... I've learned some things about damage, and suffering. Just to remain open.
The Tiger came after this, perceived attempt to take me in his mouth. And when my friend had tried to, we were on all fours. I think I was fixing something, and he came down to me. And I almost changed my mind, to let him. Maybe. I don't know. Maybe I was trying to find him to simply talk. But I feel like I was trying to find him.
I believe I may have killed the Tiger.
I was in Whole Foods. I was standing near the customer service desk. They seemed to also be a pet store of sorts, for fish, at least. There were many aquariums, with big fish, and little fish. Rows. About as big as their "Whole Body" section, and in the same spot as it in the store I go to. I stood there looking at them, and the store. The people at the customer service desk, a guy that works there was talking about animal and occult-illuminati symbolism. There was a bull near the cs desk, above it, and in my dream this represented Zeus. He went on to talk about more. I stood at a distance waiting for something, listening in.
I remember running or racing, or just wandering, and there were these giant, prehistoric looking sometimes animals that would emerge from the ground, and go back in soon after. Centipede like. Segmented. Very long. 100 feet (or more, one, maybe, or less). That one was purple-pink. I saw it around water holes. And mud. I was afraid of it. And another was about 13 feet long. Right. 13 feet. The number just came to me. It resembled some kind of.. arthropod. Trilobite family, but narrower. But I may not remember it. Though I was afraid of these things, they didn't seem to come after me. I still froze sometimes, thinking they might hunt by vibration, in part. When I first remember seeing it, though I did before, I had accidentally drank water from one of many reservoirs in a new neighborhood of newly built houses, build on fabricated/molded land, and the water tasted like a stagnant pond, like it was, so I spit it out. Then I remember seeing these large animals.
I was doing laundry. Finding particulate respirators. I get a call from my apartment complex, and as I focus on a knob on tbr machine I tell the woman I can't hear her- the music is loud, and I try to turn out down but I seem to be at the washing machine or near and find turning it down difficult, unable to find the control for it. I hear her saying that I already have "four deportations", though I have no idea shat she was talking about. I have no evictions. But it seemed to be something with not paying a debt.