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Wasn't sure what to title this. . . .
![]() I have a kinda complicated question. . . Does anyone else's voices try to convince you that you are really someone else/ have delusions that you are someone or something else? And do you have dreams from the pov of the other person/ thing? I have been experiencing my demonic delusions more and more lately. Last night I had an extremely intense and vivid dream from the pov of the demon. It was set in the future, after the world had essentially ended and demons were in control. I had been hiding out in this human community spying on them. They knew of a demon settlement?( Not sure if that's the right word for it) to the west. I went there and was hailed as a prince. Idk random. There was this huge stone plateau that rose from a perfectly flat land. On top of it was an ancient ruin of some past demon kingdom. There was an old road that led across the mesa. At the end was a huge stone throne. The whole place was completely barren and not a single thing grew as far as you could see. The flat land below was a muted red color and the plateau cliffs were all a dark grey rock. It was the definition of desolate. From sitting on the throne there was a small cliff to the right of me rising up about 100 feet, the top of it was also flat. To the left the platform I was on the cliff sheared off almost straight down for probably a thousand feet. There was a narrow difficult stairway cut into the cliff that came out a few yards in front of the throne. Behind the throne I had made a secret chamber into the earth. I had built a little shrine there, complete with cross and bible. Apparently I still worshipped god but I had to keep it secret from the others?lol. Anyways, during the course of the dream I basically kidnapped this woman from the humans and took her to be my bride/ queen? She was gorgeous btw, long black hair and piercing blue eyes. ![]() ![]() I sketched the plataeu in my journal this morning and wrote a short excerpt from the dream as I woke up. . . Maybe put it into the book I'm writing? This dream kinda hit me because it was in the future and all of my dreams from the demon have been " memories" . ![]() Anyways, yeah does anybody else have almost a split personality thing going on? Or even, this is embarrassing, but I was convinced once that I was a wolf. . . Looking back on that how the **** did my family not figure out I was batshit? I was like fourteen and that lasted for . . . A week maybe maybe more? I didn't speak , I crawled around on all fours . . . Wtf. Major fail from my parents. Also, something that I've thought was kind of interesting was if you thought you were an inanimate object or a plant or something like that? I got off topic a bit sorry. So, ever believe you are someone / thing else? |
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Hola, Ray.
Sounds like an interesting dream ![]() Sometimes I think I'm God, but when I try to exercise my awesome powers, they fail ![]() Yeah, the vision of you loping along on all fours for a week is a bit disquieting. On the other hand, I had a strong imagination when I was a kid, and I occasionally thought I was a hawk, or a cougar, or a bear. Not for a week, though; maybe for an hour. Once my little brother was pretending to be Kimba the white lion, and he ran on all fours and ran into a cement bench and tore his scalp. Bloody mess, that one. Can't remember any time I thought I was a demon. You seem awfully merciful, to be a real demon ![]() |
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I believe our dreams are created by invisible people who control our brains. Our dreams are like them creating a short tv program that is your dream.
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Hmmm, that sounds very interesting fuion.
Neodoering, I've been the same demon since I was about twelve but other demons have tried to convince me that I am them and not the original demon. The dreams I have from that perspective have always been ' memories' from my long life, which is pretty cool actually. I could write some pretty neat pre- Middle Ages stories. I even traveled to the east just before the first crusade. (I lived in Northern Europe at that time.) I also had a voice once try to convince me I was another woman and she and I had switched places but she didn't know it. I should write that one down, that was a weird experience. . . I would randomly get glimpses into her life during the day like I was in her body. Bizarre. Lol. Ouch! Sorry about your brother! My brothers and I used to pretend we were ligers and stuff and battle in the woods behind our house. We were playing inside one day and my younger brother ran full tilt into a glass sided cheese cabinet we had . . . Smashed it and had a nice gash on his leg. He did like a baseball slide into it trying to stop. .. Ah mom wasn't happy about that one. |
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