Scene Change - Sinking Through the Floor
Last night I had a dream like no other I've ever experienced. I don't remember much about it, but the gist of the dream was that during my dream at some point I passed into another dimension to what I can only describe as hell. There was other people there, souls, beasts, the place was owned by a powerful shadow beast with a glowing red heart. He presented him self to me as the devil and that I know belonged to him and the inhabitants of his dimension.
During the experience I employed a new technique by someone, quite possibly my dream guide, someone I've never met in my dreams before. There was no-one there, it wasn't a character, but the knowledge was passed to me from someone, it just entered my mind and seemed totally obvious.
This shadow beast, the devil, told me I was a prisoner, his slave, and that I'd never escape. However I knew a way and that was through the floor, in complete relaxation. During my dream I fell to the floor and concentrated on melting my self through. I just relaxed my entire body and mind, and after a few seconds me and the floor I was resting on faded into one and I fell through into some other place leaving everything behind.
In this new dimension I met other people who I talked with. I don't remember our conversations or our relationships with eachother but they became important to me. I had this new (to me) dream technology and I wanted to try again and go back into the devils dimension, however as I tried the people I was leaving behind became sad and pleaded me not to go. But it was too late, by the time they tried to stop me it was already too late and I was there, back in his lair.
The interesting part is that as I entered he came for me and tried to kill my soul, so I willed by self back into the world I just left above and assended into the sky and clouds above. It was too much for me and at this point I woke up.
Crazy dream, I learned new technology which I now know works for me, so this is something I'm going to be trying from now on.
