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    04/02/11 Seekers of the Dead Flesh

    by , 04-03-2011 at 08:06 AM (1051 Views)
    Dead Flesh
    I am in my own room at night with the lights out, but it is darker than it normally is. The shadows seem to be pressing in on me from all directions, pressing in with an actual physical force. For some reason I become especially aware of my own breathing… and it seems harder than normal to breathe. It is almost painful to breathe. I hear something around me that sounds like voices whispering, I hear the voices but they are whispering too quietly to hear what they are saying. Dead flesh. The voices are talking about dead flesh… yuck… A voice in my ear speaking. Look around, do you think this is real? It isn't! A voice in the other ear. You think you're real? You're not, nothing is real. Another voice right at the back of my head… All you are is an accidental bit of electricity sent through a mass of brain tissue at just the right way to imitate a conscious mind. A pulse of light through the dark, there and then gone completely. A flicker of energy contained in a mass of dead flesh. The voices are all around now, I can't really tell where they are coming from. You are a chunk of dead flesh, animated for a brief time, dying from the day it is brought into existence. You didn't exist before this slab of meat was created, nor will you exist after it decays. The flesh could crumble tonight… or tomorrow night… or 20 years from now… or even longer, but it will break down. Anything I can try to do, am I really going to con myself into thinking it matters? I tell the voices to shut up. DEAD FLESH! You are not a conscious being… DEAD FLESH! You are a chunk of matter waiting to decay… DEAD FLESH! Pathetic physical mass of DEAD FLESH! Should I treat this flesh as a temple? DEAD FLESH! As a garbage bin? DEAD FLESH! What does it matter? DEAD FLESH! It will only make a difference of a couple short years… DEAD FLESH! If it makes a difference at all, that is. DEAD FLESH! All you are is flesh. DEAD FLESH! Flesh is all you are. DEAD FLESH! Go ahead, make up fantastic tales of far off worlds! DEAD FLESH! Use them to comfort yourself… DEAD FLESH! To keep yourself from realizing that all of life is puny and worthless! DEAD FLESH! And when the body decays into DEAD FLESH! It will be as if you never existed at all! DEAD FLESH! Look! DEAD FLESH! It's started already! DEAD FLESH! I look and see there are bugs crawling on my arm. I brush them off, and underneath the bugs my skin is turning a sickly gray color, the color of decay. DEAD FLESH! DEAD FLESH! DEAD FLESH! The voices keep going, I want to get the gross stuff off. I go to the shower and turn on the water, run it over my injury. DEAD FLESH! DEAD FLESH! DEAD FLESH! The flesh itself washes off of my arm to reveal the bone beneath. The bone itself starts to crumble, the voices keep chanting and chanting… DEAD FLESH! DEAD FLESH! DEAD FLESH! Then I finally wake up in bed… and the first thing I think to say is, "Come forth to me now, all ye seekers of the dead flesh." I speak this into the darkness before I stop and sit there wondering, "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!"

    Fusion Healing
    I am in a strange place with MoSh, it looks like a house, but it is a home I don't remember ever seeing before. I look around and I see there is a bedroom there, there is a woman there I don't recognize. MoSh clearly recognizes her, though. MoSh goes over to her and starts trying to talk to her, but she seems so despondent, not even turning to look at MoSh when he speaks. MoSh looks over to me and says he needs help to heal her, he's not sure what to do. He's not sure how to help her. I know healing spells, so I go over to the woman and start using a song by Evanescence called My Last Breath. She is paying no more attention to me than she had been to MoSh. Completely unresponsive. I look back over at MoSh, not sure what to do. MoSh is the one who knows this woman… my energy is needed for healing… so what would be needed is a combination of MoSh's and my energies, maybe that would get her attention. I go over to MoSh and I say we have to help her together, he says that is ok, he will do whatever he can to help. So I fuse with MoSh… somehow this seems completely normal, in fact nothing here has seemed odd enough to trigger me to do a RC… I/MoSh go back over to the woman, who has been completely oblivious to anything happening, she is still staring off into the same distant nothingness as she was a short time ago. I go for the same song, trying to work it again. "Hold on to me, luv… you know I can't stay long. All I wanted to say is I love you and I'm not afraid. Can you hear me? Can you feel me in your heart?" Now she seems to be responding, she reaches out her hands and I/MoSh take them in my/his hands. She is now looking into my/MoSh's eyes, no longer gazing into some distant abyss. A white light radiates out of me/MoSh, the light flows through the woman, making her entire body glow and seem to float a bit off of the ground. She seems oblivious to the fact she is now floating, but she has not gone back into her trance, she is completely fixated on my/MoSh's eyes, looking so intensely as if she can see all the way into my/MoSh's soul… I wonder which soul she sees… or does she see both? The two of us/them are lying down on the bed, this is going somewhere I don't belong, so I pull out of MoSh. The spell is complete anyhow. They play around a bit on the bed, the woman is still glowing with the white energy. I am hit with an unexpected loneliness… an emptiness in my heart that goes all the way into my soul. A voice is speaking behind me, the voice is cold and emotionless. Soul? What soul? You have no soul, fool, there is no such thing as a soul… you are nothing but a mass of dead flesh. A chance gathering of matter, a figment of some other dreamer's dream, of someone else's mind, and soon when my body decays I will be gone. I turn around and demand to know who is saying that. I notice MoSh and the woman turn to stare at me. I guess I am acting really strange now… A voice in my mind keeps repeating, "You are DEAD FLESH! You are DEAD FLESH! You are DEAD FLESH!"

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    Comments

    1. Robo's Avatar
      Creepy... I get the feeling while reading this (and I could be wrong) that they are some sort of low level demon that wouldn't survive direct confrontation with you (like most things it seems), so they resort to messing with your head to accomplish whatever goal they have in mind.

      but this is just a feeling I have, could be wrong, idk.
    2. atramentis's Avatar
      From a Christian point of view, all those things repeating "DEAD FLESH" are definitely demons. And again, Christian perspective, I don't think you'd be able to chase them off if they decided to return. Not on your own.
      I would share all my thoughts, but it'd be an uninvited tl;dr. And people would hate me. ._.
      But I could share! If you wanted! 8D hehehe...
    3. Raven Knight's Avatar
      Quote Originally Posted by BugGirl
      From a Christian point of view, all those things repeating "DEAD FLESH" are definitely demons. And again, Christian perspective, I don't think you'd be able to chase them off if they decided to return. Not on your own.
      I have confronted some pretty nasty stuff inside lucid dreams... the main issue is these things were refusing to reveal themselves...
      Quote Originally Posted by BugGirl
      I would share all my thoughts, but it'd be an uninvited tl;dr. And people would hate me. ._.
      But I could share! If you wanted! 8D hehehe...
      Go ahead and share, I am always interested in hearing different perspectives. Personally, I don't understand people who hate someone else for just having different beliefs. If you feel really uncomfortable posting here, though, go ahead and send me a PM. ^_^
    4. atramentis's Avatar
      Kay, one different perspective comin' right up...
      So basically, the whole nightmare about the demons was (to me) about the fear of not having a purpose. People believe evolution because it partly explains how everything on Earth could possibly come to be through pure chance. Takes God right out of it. However, the problem with this is, it also leaves us without a particular sense of purpose, and it tells us we're nothing special. Just accidents, purposeless, life is worthless etc. Basically what the demons were taunting you with >.>
      Whereas, as Christians, we believe God put us on Earth for a purpose. We believe God created us with a specific plan in mind. We believe we each have callings to follow, missions to accomplish, ways to each serve a purpose in God's plan before we go to Heaven. Christianity tells us we're not just dead flesh, everyone on Earth was created by a loving God and made in His image. Nobody is an accident.
      ... sdlfkjds I don't know why my phrasing is so bad right now xP But yeah, that's what went through my mind after reading about your dream 0.0
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    5. Raven Knight's Avatar
      I agree with you, BugGirl, that God created all living things and each one, every animal, bird, fish, insect, and each human being, is precious and has a purpose. I think the "demons" are coming from my own lingering doubt that hides in the back of my mind, that little piece of doubt I can't quite get rid of. Thank you for your response. ^_^
    6. saltyseedog's Avatar
      I believe I came because I chose to. I believe we all have a purpose and that we are interdependent to one another no matter where we are. it would not be the same without you. Feeling worthless sucks.