Three Fold Utopian Dreams

Been sick all week. Had a bunch of crazy dreams fueled by cough medicine. Made things interesting… Here are the highlights from a memorable one.

Kaomea Saves My Ass… Again
I'm in a room with an indoor pool. I'm helping a friend shoot some sort of music video for YouTube? But for some reason things turn a bit intimate between us. I'm in the water with him when we suddenly get raided by a demonic swat team. We freak out as they jump in the pool and begin to drag me out by my throat. The water sticks to me as I'm being dragged and then it swallows the whole scene. Kind of like a wave but it felt like I was in a washing machine. I spiral out…

and into a large cage inside what seems to be some sort of torture chamber. There’s a very handsome man slowly circling my cage with a smile on his face. I recognize him as Hades from a previous dream but this doesn’t make me lucid. Infuriated, I cuss him out through the bars of my cage. I try using white light to break the bars but it doesn’t work. I finally ask him what he wants & he condescendingly says (in so many words) that this is what happens to little girls who misbehave themselves. He tells me we need to be taught a lesson & learn our places… He’s leaned in towards the cage at this point, calmly smiling at me. I spit in his face. He laughs.

“KAOMEA!!”

I scream her name and hear a loud commotion outside the room. The door fly’s open I feel instantly relieved when I see her. I point and laugh.

“Daammnn… you are so fucked right now…”.

The ending of the dream is fuzzy. Words were exchanged between the two of them in a surprisingly calm way and then silence. I remember Kaomea glaring at him as his nose and eyes began to bleed? But I didn’t see any white light or hear any sounds. The silence was broken by a very loud crackling sound as the room split in half? I don't know how else to describe it. It’s like a fault line formed and I watched the side of the room where Hades was standing fall off into an abyss…
tragic really…
and yet, for some reason…
I don't remember feeling the slightest bit of sympathy.