I had some crazy ass dreams last night. I’ll recount a couple of them here, from an email I just sent somebody:

the last one was about taking this drive up to rolling rock (PA). we passed all these rivers and weird shaped rocks, etc. then got to this barn. i went into the barn, and there was a group of people. except they werent just people. sometimes when you looked at them they were also cows. like they were cow spirits or something. and i was in the center of the barn floor, and they started to crowd around me, and i figured out how to do this elaborate backwards movement among the herd, which prevented them from totally encircling me, which is what they would have done otherwise. after that i climbed up into the rafters of the barn, and came to rest on a platform. the platform had this small wood stove. a man appeared up there with me after a time, and he taught me how to tend the stove. he made me climb up higher, and then used tongs to hand me this little black cube, which i used other tongs to drop into the stove.

a while before that, i had this other dream thats a bit harder to remember. according to the dream, although i dont remember all the parts, the same dream occurred seven different times in different ways. the only one i really remember well is the last. in it, i climbed up into this sort of fortress/church. it was old and strange and made with lots of bones and other creepy materials. the pews angled upwards, sort of as though they were situated on the slope of a pyramid. at the top/center, there was a massive skull of a ram. it doubled as a throne, and i went up and sat on it. i realized that this place belonged to some kind of crazy undead king and his legions. after something else happened, some of these people came in and attacked me and my party. everyone i was with was killed, and i killed several of these undead fighters as well. at some point just as things were about to get really bad, somebody told me that i had to take this baby which was nearby and cut something out of it and run. what i had to cut out of it was a tiny on-off switch. i did and then bolted down the steps with all these monster people chasing me. i got outside, and leapt across all this water into this little boat which was waiting for me. in the boat was another small on-off switch. i put the two next to each other, and looked up at the monsters chasing me. they were jumping over to reach me. i waved my hand at them and they all vanished. i was safe, and realized that i had finally gathered the seventh artifact.

while telling that i realized one of the earlier versions of that dream involved an enormous statue of george washington. instead of an undead church, it was some old fortress. in the uppermost main room, there was a giant statue of george washington. except the second time we went in there, it had been turned into somebody else. some other spirit had inhabited it and taken it over. i dont remember the rest of it though. but this statue was somehow related to the huge ram skull/throne and the undead king.

In the dream about the Skull King, the things that chased me out of that place were equivalent with gnostic archons. When I got to the boat, the reason they disappeared is because those “on-off” switches were linked to reality. By flicking the switch, the fear, pain and danger which the monsters were a part of completely evaporated.