Saturday, September 28, 2013

Lindsay Mead, Master Exorcist

I had the weirdest dream last night and I'm going to tell you about it. Consider it my small way of making up for not posting a video for two weeks. I'm also going to post two videos next week. So please, accept my gifts and my apology XD Now, onto the dream!
     This dream begins where I've discovered that I have special exorcist powers. This in itself is a weird route for my dreams to take cuz I'm terrified of ghosts and anything demonic-- Even though I don't believe in such things. Some of you may remember my terror episode that I detailed in my Scared Shirtless post.
      So you would think that this is a topic my mind would avoid since it scares me so much, but no. And I actually wasn't scared. Not once. I felt confident with my powers and safe in the presence of these dangerous beings. At one point in the dream, I travel with my group (I do not know who is in my group exactly. They're just part of the entourage, I guess) to the Mead family's cemetery.
      This is a real cemetery based on the outskirts of a very small town. Seriously, this town has one stoplight. That's how small it is. The majority of the Meads are buried there. Enough of us that when I walk through the graveyard after a service, I recognize some family members and others I don't because they were before my time.
      In the dream I arrive at night. I'm there to specifically exorcise my family. I guess a lot of us didn't end up on the right side of the afterlife... if you take my meaning. Kinda funny actually.
      Again, I wasn't afraid despite being in a graveyard at night. I knew exactly what family members needed to be saved because the letters on their tombstones glowed a vibrant red. It was quite the eerie sight seeing scarlet lights etched in the darkness, scattered throughout the graveyard. Then the cool thing happened.
      I walked up to one of the glowing stones and a ghostly form appeared before me. It stood, or possibly hovered, there glaring at me. Like I'd done it a thousand times, I raised my hand and formed a cross in the air before them. A brilliant beam trailed where my fingers went. "In the name of the father, and the son, and the holy spirit," I said. Again I formed the cross, retracing my lines, and said the same words in Latin, "In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."
      That's right, I was speaking Latin in my dreams. How badass is that?! I was so cool making symbols with my hands and speaking in a dead language. In real life I probably would have been terrified and so uncool. Not in my dream though. I was a BAMF Master Exorcist. I wish all of my dreams were that awesome.
      Well, that's it lol. I don't remember anything else from the dream. I don't normally have dreams like that, so I wanted to share it. In the real world I don't have so much to report. I've been writing a lot. The Beast is coming along very well. I'll talk more about that on my Monday video. Till then, I want you all to have a great weekend filled with super badass dreams :)
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