Last night I was perusing The Goetia of Dr Rudd. I read the first 3 entries - Bael, who sometimes appears as a cat, sometimes a dog, sometimes a man, and sometimes all of these forms; Agares, who appears as an old man of fair complexion riding upon a crocodile carrying a Goshawk on his fist; Vasago, a spirit of a good nature.
I then went to sleep.
I remember having a skate board. I use to skate, some 20 years ago. My friend Robin was there, and a girl. I can't remember many details. The next thing I remember was coming to a lake. There was massive construction going on - it had been drained, and machinery was digging deep down into the earth. And then, it seemed to be completed, and it was just a lake. There was a camper right on the shore of the lake. I was with a woman and a child. We were to stay in the camper. They picked out their rooms, and I my room, as well as a room for my study. I remember looking out over the lake. Then something happened.
I remember people - a woman and men. We were in a knife-throwing fight. This has happened with entities many times in my dreams. Many times during my drinking days, and with very strange entities. Either spears, or knives, or throwing darts. I don't drink anymore. As usual, I blocked the majority of these knives that were thrown at me, and I returned them. I remember striking a woman in the chest with one. Then, as usual in these types of dreams, I was struck in the head. There is nothing worse than pulling a knife out of your skull. God it sucks. It seems each time I have dreams like this, I can't prevent a few strikes from sinking into my skull.
I may have the chronology of events wrong here, but the next think I remember are these two guys. They weren't right. They looked like they had been drowned. Their complexion was pale, and there faces were bloated. It looked like the skin could be pulled away very easily. They were not good. They were trying to collect us to take us somewhere. I next remember being on the shore of the lake. There was some kind of creature on the shore that resembled a crocodile, but its tail was impossibly long. It had telepathically instructed these drowned bloated guys to drag it into the lake. It was immobile. I thought it would sink like a rock and drown itself. Well, somehow we all ended up in the lake as it was pulled in. It did sink to the bottom, but it didn't drown. It started a transformation into something much more monstrous. It grew horns. One of the horns, as it was growing, pierced the shoulder of the woman I was with. We were underwater. I knew we had to get away from the thing.
The next thing I remember is being inside somewhere. There were two women with me. They were not the woman from the camper. There was something genetically wrong with these women. One was deformed. I remember glimpsing a small 3rd arm protruding from her belly. I can't remember the 2nd woman very well, but I do remember this mutant woman was blond, and more attractive, more normal than the other woman. Both of them were trying to have sex with me. Being a guy, you know - you just can't fight that type of thing even if they are weird scary mutants. They are women after all... So, I remember "doing things" with both of them. I think... It's very blurry.
I may have forgotten some things. I meant to write this down as soon as I was awake, and here it is 2:35AM, and I just now am doing it...
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