Dream Journal 2-22-2011: Supernatural Agency
I had a weird dream last night.
I was a girl who could see ghosts and monsters and such. I ran a group that would, I dunno, act as intermediaries whenever there were issues between the other worlds (be they the world of mythical creatures or the world of the dead) and the world of the living. The group was made up of myself, a friend of mine who was my bodyguard in these mediations, a pair of either cops or former-cops-now-detectives (one relatively young and new, the other old and experienced), and a bound magical creature in the form of some vaguely canine thing.
Apparently I had split up the group a year or so ago for unknown reasons. Then, my friend and I were digging for something in a backyard and we found three human skeletons. We turned around and a small spirit appeared, a young girl all tinted greens and blues, holding something in her arms. She wasn't a human spirit but a nature spirit. She said that the skeletons were gifts for her and for her love, a larger nature spirit who looked like a standard depiction of Poseidon, except with leaves for hair instead of seafoam. He appeared and started muttering things about how the skeletons were his dolls and they would never leave him and all sorts of other creepy things. Then he called me one of his dolls too, and tried to attack me, but instead everything went grey and black and I could see what I assumed was a memory of his, telling how he had apparently fallen in love with a human who had died. He had been really depressed so the little spirit had tried to make him happy again by bringing him girls that looked like the human woman he had fallen in love with, but she always ended up killing the human women out of jealousy.
Then I was somewhere else, a humongous dock on an inlet of ocean. All along the dock were all sorts of things: restaurants, carnival rides and games, shops, boathouses. My friend and I were looking around for something. We saw a few closed down shops and were inquiring about monthly rent for the buildings. We were going to re-open up a headquarters for our supernatural mediation group; going to try to get the old group back together. We wandered around the dock, and eventually we were back in a suburban sort of area. It was set up one side of a hill in a sort of grid pattern of streets. My mind said it was near to the house whose backyard we had been in earlier. I saw the two detectives pass by at one point. Then something dark, something evil, started stalking my friend and I. It was bad news and I knew I had to get our whole old group back together to trap it or dispel it or something. So I was rushing around the suburban area trying to find the cops again. At one point we ran into a death god that I had dealt with before apparently, who was training a death god trainee in the area.
Then I woke up.
In other news: Possible group case study topics in my COSC class include such relevant topics as 'The History of the Internet', 'Pirating Computer Software', 'Computer Security', and 'The History of Bebop Jazz'.
Wait, what?
I was a girl who could see ghosts and monsters and such. I ran a group that would, I dunno, act as intermediaries whenever there were issues between the other worlds (be they the world of mythical creatures or the world of the dead) and the world of the living. The group was made up of myself, a friend of mine who was my bodyguard in these mediations, a pair of either cops or former-cops-now-detectives (one relatively young and new, the other old and experienced), and a bound magical creature in the form of some vaguely canine thing.
Apparently I had split up the group a year or so ago for unknown reasons. Then, my friend and I were digging for something in a backyard and we found three human skeletons. We turned around and a small spirit appeared, a young girl all tinted greens and blues, holding something in her arms. She wasn't a human spirit but a nature spirit. She said that the skeletons were gifts for her and for her love, a larger nature spirit who looked like a standard depiction of Poseidon, except with leaves for hair instead of seafoam. He appeared and started muttering things about how the skeletons were his dolls and they would never leave him and all sorts of other creepy things. Then he called me one of his dolls too, and tried to attack me, but instead everything went grey and black and I could see what I assumed was a memory of his, telling how he had apparently fallen in love with a human who had died. He had been really depressed so the little spirit had tried to make him happy again by bringing him girls that looked like the human woman he had fallen in love with, but she always ended up killing the human women out of jealousy.
Then I was somewhere else, a humongous dock on an inlet of ocean. All along the dock were all sorts of things: restaurants, carnival rides and games, shops, boathouses. My friend and I were looking around for something. We saw a few closed down shops and were inquiring about monthly rent for the buildings. We were going to re-open up a headquarters for our supernatural mediation group; going to try to get the old group back together. We wandered around the dock, and eventually we were back in a suburban sort of area. It was set up one side of a hill in a sort of grid pattern of streets. My mind said it was near to the house whose backyard we had been in earlier. I saw the two detectives pass by at one point. Then something dark, something evil, started stalking my friend and I. It was bad news and I knew I had to get our whole old group back together to trap it or dispel it or something. So I was rushing around the suburban area trying to find the cops again. At one point we ran into a death god that I had dealt with before apparently, who was training a death god trainee in the area.
Then I woke up.
In other news: Possible group case study topics in my COSC class include such relevant topics as 'The History of the Internet', 'Pirating Computer Software', 'Computer Security', and 'The History of Bebop Jazz'.
Wait, what?