Date: 12-02-2022
The dream began on a dark street. I was there with people I seemed to know in the dream. We were walking and talking, but we were not moving towards something. It was a bit random and spontaneous. Maybe it was a gathering on the street that turned into some sort of party.
I can’t explain why but I suddenly felt the need to walk on all fours, which I did. On that level, children were playing which I hadn’t noticed before. The more I walked around, the more my stride began to resemble that of a lizard. People saw me but they did not seem to think anything of it. They respected me still. I could see a group of ladies looking at me, pointing me out and talking. I think they thought I was playing with the children. I did walk towards the children, but that was not what this was about for me.
The more my stride began to appear like that of a lizard so did my appearance, until I physically had changed into a lizard. This part of the dream is a blur for me. I only recall vague impressions. I recall crawling in darkness through a forest, and I vaguely recall being chased. Though it was a bit scary at times I do vividly remember I was also confident. I knew my way around the forest and I was able to outmanoeuvre my chasers, who were using bright search lights. In the end they turned out to be nice people who became aware I was not a lizard but a person.
I remember this part very well. Night turned to day, and I recall walking as a lizard towards the edge of the forest where I could see the sun come up. But the edge of the forest was also where an enormous valley was. There was a mild slope that went on forever into a misty valley. It was so huge that I could not see the bottom, nor the other side (if it existed). It seemed to go on forever until the faint mist obscured it completely. The slope, though not steep, was difficult to walk down from because it was covered with sandy dunes. So when walking down, I’d have to walk up and down these dunes, which slowed my pace.
I began to make my way down the slope and while I did I was transforming back into a human again. Ever so slightly my stature raised and I could oversee more and more of the slope. I discovered it was full of animals, mostly large birds and lions. It was some kind of breeding spot for many different birds. On my left was a large patch of grass where many eagles were breeding. Instinctively I knew I had nothing to fear from them, and neither did they seem disturbed by my appearance. I passed them and climbed up one of the dunes to overlook the downwards slope.
From this vantage point I could see the slope became steeper the further down I went. I overlooked a large piece of the slope on my front right. As I raised myself above the horizon, many birds took off in panic, making panicky noises. I saw a group of lions, of which the youngest and smallest member saw me. All the lions looked sick. They had stains around their mouths, like the skin there was infected. They also had bald patches of skin on their faces and bodies. They looked diseased. The young lion walked towards me slowly but aggressively. It raised its lips, showing its teeth to me.
I looked back to estimate if I could flee fast enough. The rough terrain behind me would make a successful escape very unlikely, so I fronted my stature and decided to try and make a stand. First I made myself appear as broad as possible, opening my jacket and spreading my arms. The lion growled. In response so did I and I tried to overreach him in volume. It backed off, but my growling also drew the attention of two more lions. One was a lioness which I suspect was its mother. The other was an old male lion. Very old and grey but still not a beast I would want to fight.
The smaller lion now felt more confident and approach me again. I had no weapons, so I turned to resourcefulness. I grabbed a hand of loose sand from the dune, and waited for the right moment. When the lion was close enough I threw a well aimed puff of dusty sand right in its face. Not only did it blind him, it also deterred the other two animals. But it only lasted a moment, and they tried their approach again, now all three closing in on me. I wasn’t going to give up so quickly and I picked up a full hand of sand with each of my hands and began a sort of bombardment of sand.
The situation now turned into slow motion where I could predict where they were heading and threw the sand into a direction that would lead to them meeting up and colliding face first into majestic projectile-like dust clouds. They were helpless and I saw the sand caused their eyes to become irritated from all the sand that was on their eyeballs. They seemed to be giving up, slowly, but then another creature appeared.
From down below the valley a large bird appeared, flying upwards. It was larger than any of the animals thus far encountered. It flew to a height higher than me and hovered above the valley flapping its wings. Slowly it approached me, keeping its height well above my own. The closer it came the better I could see what kind of creature this was. It looked like an eagle at first, but my intuition told me this creature was not friendly. It was in cahoots with the lions. The closer it came the more details I saw. This was no eagle.
The creature I saw I can best be describe as a mix between an eagle and one of the diseased lions. It had big brown feathers, but seemed to suffer the same illness as the lions where patches of its skin were bald missing the coverage of its peck. It had claws like that of the front paws of the lions on its on legs, but also on its wings. And most disturbing of all it had a lion’s face, though fur was replaced with feathers, appearing in likeness to the diseased lions with infected bald spots around its mouth. It had intense eyes. Its eyes were round as marbles and yellow in colour. Somehow it looked perpetually scared, but it seemed very sure of itself approaching me.
In matrix style bullet time I somersaulted over the dunes, grabbing a hand of sand as I did, placed myself in the right position to throw, threw the sand, and as the sand approached it I leaped away to throw again from another position. Still in slow motion sand I first threw had now reached its face and a puffy cloud of dust indicated I had scored another bullseye hit. But the creature was unaffected by it. I stood still, confused, looking at it, while it looked back with its intense eyes, keeping its gaze on me the whole time. I could now see that it was so badly diseased that its infected skin and eyes were already irritated to a maximum. The sand could not add any extra discomfort to that.
Now it spoke to me and it uttered words I cannot recall in a language I do not speak in this life, but I knew what it meant in the dream. It said that the medicine had set him free. It would not attack me if I would also take the medication. And if I did, it would also set me free.
As often, the dream stops here. I did not wake up, the dream simply went on into another dream, which I do not remember. I do know that when that creature suggested to me I take something so it wouldn’t attack me I was determined beyond any doubt never to take it.
