Here is a dream in which I battled Morpheus, God of Dreams. This dream was absolutely mind blowing. The whole day after I had it, I was walking around dazed from the dream.
02.09.2009
In which I meet Morpheus, the god of dreams (WILD)
Since I have been able to easily transform into Pan, and Selene, the moon goddess, appeared in the Temple of Artemis to make love to me, I thought it would be cool to try and meet Morpheus, the god of dreams, and add another chapter to my Greek epic series of dreams. I got the idea from Endymion. Thanks for the inspiration, bro'!
I used the music induction, and it worked really well. It became a soundtrack to my dream, and I could hear the voice saying, "this is a dream," keeping me lucid. When the music became silent, the dream would begin to fade. I tried this with music once before, but I had it playing too quietly that time.
I decided I would become Pan. I was on the edge of a half-dead swamp. It was a creepy slimy place. The trees were all dead or half-dead, black and gnarled. Moss hung from their branches and blew in the wind like half-decomposed rags still clinging to the corpse of someone hung from a tree, and left to rot. A greenish slime grew over everything, turning black like mold when dead.
In front of me was a narrow stone bridge over a chasm. On the other side of the bridge was a great wrought iron gate, about maybe thirty feet high, with spikes at the top.http://sameer.deviantart.com/art/gat...rpheus-3154290 The gate looked ancient, and was leaning on its hinges. It looked like it hadn't been opened for decades or centuries, but was still very strong. The gate was right up against the edge of the bridge, so you had to stand on the bridge as the gate opened to go inside.
The bridge looked weak and dangerous.
There were two giant slimy monsters on each side of the gate, black and bulbous. Imagine a worm that is shaped like a sphere. They were covered in different sized eyes, and had little mouths ringed with tiny sharp teeth. They pulsed, and made disgusting slurping noises. I ignored them to weaken them.
I didn't want to cross the bridge, for fear it might collapse under me. I wanted the gate to be opened first.
I stood at the edge of the bridge, and bellowed, "Morpheus! Morpheus, open the gate!" Hollow laughter echoed all around me. I got angry and stomped on the ground, sending a shockwave forward, destroying the bridge. It fell into the chasm. I started to float across the chasm toward the gate. The chasm was filled with writhing pale white worms, about the size of a child's leg, like great parasites. The reached up and grabbed me, and pulled me down into them, up to my waist. They were crawling all over my legs, and were beginning to creep up my torso.
"This is a dream. Therefore I feel no pain." (I told myself this, because sometimes I actually feel pain in dreams.) "Morpheus!" I screamed angrily. I was hoping the worms would stop or disappear, but they did not let go. "I can fly, even as Pan," I told myself. With a roar, I shot straight up into the air, breaking the worms' grip on me.
I hovered in a standing position. I saw the castle of the Lord of Dreams in the distance, the base shrouded in mist. It was huge, towering hundreds of feet into the sky, built of obsidian, and each tower was a great spike.
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The bird in the song became a little zombie songbird watching me from a tree. I felt like it was amused at the worms attacking me. It seemed to be mocking me with its song. Just then, dozens of tiny zombie songbirds came at me from all directions, landing on me, and tearing into my flesh. "This is a dream, I feel no pain." I had to remind myself again.
I transformed into a giant fly. My exoskeleton was too hard for them to penetrate. The birds fell off me, no longer able to maintain their grip. I then transformed into a honeybee, thinking a bee's exoskeleton is harder, just in case the birds came back for a second attack.
Everything looked like a strange kaleidoscope through my bee eyes, and I transformed back into Pan so I had more human like vision. I focused on the castle, and started flying toward it in a vertical position, suddenly the gate was blocking my path. I felt the presence of the two monsters on my right and left, but I ignored them. I grabbed the gate, and ripped it off of its hinges, as it dug into my flesh to punish me for my impudence.
I began flying toward the castle again. As I flew, the castle maintained its distance. "Morpheus! I demand to see you!"
The music stopped. The castle disappeared. Everything disappeared, including my body. I was floating in a great white void. I went into third person to see myself, and all I could see was my soul, a faint flame, and white everywhere, no shadows, no colors, no shapes. The void frightened me, and then I reminded myself it was a dream.
Morpheus then appeared. He was a tall pale bald man with large bushy black eyebrows, and tiny piercing icy bue eyes, in a long dark robe, purple and black. There were spikes coming up out of his shoulders like armor. He looked at me sternly, then began walking without saying a word. I fell into step next to him, then his appearance changed to Morpheus from The Matrix, then, dozens and dozens of different random people like the Scramble Suit in A Scanner Darkly.
He stopped. The music changed, or started up again, and beautiful vines grew and swirled around us on the ground. Grass, bushes and trees grew up around us, and animals began to inhabit the forest. I tried to remember questions I wanted to ask him.
He spoke first. "I, together with my brothers, create every dream and every nightmare for you. We are beauty, and ugliness, ecstasy and pain. We are everything you love, and everything you seek to destroy."
The dream started to lose clarity at this point, so I stared down at my arms. I had large hairy Pan arms. I kept staring at my arms until the skin looked very real.
He looked at me staring down at my arms, and was amused. Suddenly, we were in a room in his castle. It looked like a wizard's study. He was sitting in a chair on a short pedestal, maybe four inches off of the ground. Strewn about the room were many books. The walls were lined with bookshelves, and there were books on the tables. There was a huge globe next to him, a huge stone sphere which was a pale translucent green, with a thread fo gold going through it. I kneeled down to look at the globe, fascinated by its beauty. There were various strange magical odds and ends, but I didn't pay much attention to them, for the face of Morpheus kept changing still, but his clothes no longer did. Suddenly his appearance stopped changing, and he looked like a stern wizard again. I tried to remember my questions.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I am everyone you ever have met and everyone you ever will meet in a dream. I am you. I am everyone and no one at the same time."
"How do I stay lucid longer?"
He paused, and chuckled. "You already know, or you will know, or you have known all your life." Then, I felt him communicating telepathically to me: You are lucid right now. You know this is a dream. You know what you need to do. You don't need to ask me anything. You already have the answer, for I am you, O great Pan. (The phrase "O great Pan," he said sarcastically, as if he knew I wasn't Pan himself, but only me becoming Pan in my dreams. Of course he would know that I was not Pan, him being me.) I couldn't think of any more questions, and the dream ended.
Personal dream goals accomplished:
Meet Morpheus, god of dreams
Fly in a vertical position
Powers exercised:
transforming into Pan
transforming into other animals
super strength
flight
shockwaves
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