posted March 30, 2003 04:37 PM         

I was in this black room... with a dance floor. There were some lights on the ceiling but they were like strobe lights in different colours like in a night club. There was nothing in the room except a dj booth on the other side from where I was. The room was so black I couldn't really see the walls or the ceiling... I didn't think there was anyone else in the room except me. There was music playing and I knew it was Alphaville but I can't remember the exact song at the beginning of the dream.

I was sitting in the corner on the floor sort of curled up. The blackness of the room seemed to move sometimes it would cover me up so I couldn't even see the dancefloor or the lights or the dj booth. It was suffocating. One of the times the blackness covered me, I looked up at it and it was like this big black bird/dragon thing. It had an eagle head but the wings were webbed. It covered me again and everything was so black there was just NOTHING.

Then I heard Marian's voice but he wasn't talking to me - he was talking to some woman. I don't remember the exact phrase he used now because this dream was in the middle of the night but it was something like "They're still following her" or "It's still over her" or something like that.. and the woman said "It's always like that.. it will pass."

Then I could see the dancefloor again and the lights and the dj booth and Marian was standing by the booth with the woman. He changed the song to one of my favorite Alphaville songs and said I should come out of the corner.

I didn't at first but I started singing along with the song... and by the time I got to the chorus of it I came out of the corner and I wanted to dance on the floor. At first when I was dancing I was just spinning and spinning very fast and I couldn't control it but eventually I was able to control it and I was dancing and singing and Marian was there dancing with me.

Lyrics:

show me a place that ain't hell, if there's space, give me room to breathe 
that's all that i need for this body can't fail 
and if music be the food of love, play on, give me excess of it 
let it all out, please let me out of here 
and i shall rise from the ashes 
grow like a rose from the ruins 
there must be light in the darkness 
hope at the end of the night 
yes, i've been tryin' all my life to get to heaven 
but awoke in the eye of the storm 
but i shall rise from the ashes, grow from the ruins and return 
back home 
this is a call from the gaols coming up to the prisoners of pleasure 
drunk on the blood of the next generations 
and i've been through many strange confusions, splitting myself into to many faces 
now the mirror is broken, i can see the worms behind 
you may well have your ways of triumph, you may well have your ways of truth 
just gimme some room to breathe, that's all that i need 
me and my strange friends 
we all belong to the grand astral body 
(take my hand and i take you out of here) 
and there's you behind those legendary curtains 
take my hand before you wither in the crowd 
and i take you out of here

The second dream was very short. I was in a room, dark room, staring into a big mirror but there were two of me. The other me was standing next to me but had a very very red face... like there was a red red bumpy rash on it. It kept telling me to stay in the room and don't bother trying to leave and it's hair was all messed up and looked a bit insane and unfriendly.

posted April 02, 2003 01:44 PM         

Bear with me!

posted April 03, 2003 01:12 AM         

ahhh I am having a relaxing moment! *is happy*

posted April 10, 2003 05:55 PM         

OH! and happy "Ra's been here 2 years" month! hehe.. I by your name you registered in April 2001.

posted April 13, 2003 01:00 PM         

This first dream has many symbols relating to the ever-present theme of unconscious energies/material becoming conscious, or attempting to achieve balance. The black room, black bird/dragon, blackness - all symbols of the unconscious, of secrets, and of mystery. The music, strobe lights, and dancing/singing all relate to balance - or vibrations assisting in balance.

The feel of this dream, to me, is symbolic but at the same time has elements of something more purely astral, if the two can be somewhat separated. The very fast spinning in particular is a signal, in my mind, that the forces acting upon you in this dream were applying a balancing energy to your astral counterpart.

And the lyrics ... they seem appropriate!

Marian's appearance in your dreams still confounds me. No doubt there is a symbolic relevance, but there seems to be something else as well, something astral ... almost deliberate. You have probably answered this question before, but what does Marian mean to you? How do you feel about him? I do recall that there is a spiritual significance or attitude towards him - can you expand on that? I regret that I have not had the time to investigate this relationship more closely as I said before that I would. I REALLY want to! There is something peculiar, something mysterious about Alphaville and Marian - an energy that I cannot quite put a finger on - an energy that almost seems like it does not want my finger upon it! Time will tell ...

The second dream has strong indications of unconscious material on the verge of becoming conscious. I am uncertain as to the specific material, but it does not seem "pretty", and there are similarities between this and some of your past dreams, in particular the possible WWII/German/doctor past-life ones in which you are placed in a room and can either not get out/not move or are told not to bother trying to get out.

What do you think? How did you feel in this dream?

posted April 13, 2003 04:05 PM         

hrmmm we had a whole thread about Marian once. I do know that when he shows up in a dream I get the feeling it's very important. I think every dream I've ever had with him I've posted here... only a handful.

posted April 14, 2003 01:28 PM         

You are talking crazy!

No, I am not.

Yes, you are!

Seriously though. I have yet to experience anything like that since, but am looking forward to the next piece of me, coming back to mySelf. There really are no words to describe it.

Am I still a moderator?