A dream that intrigued me where there is a poison that is found, from some sort of beast. that is located roaming a church, where for some reason the Pastor becomes poisoned and is lost from that point. The poison enabling a sort of mind control of the victim. Why after being attacked the pastor disappears or leaves the building. The strange thing it starts in this particular church, at this particular moment in my life, where there seems to be much extra baggage that I must let go of.
There is really not many explanations of the descriptions of either the beast or the pastor, but I figure it is simply because they had no particular role in this dream besides the beast and the pastor leaving the building. Shortly thereafter, I find some pipes that have some sort of magical ability and I was aware of it, as if I was meant to know. Since I was aware I was able to create what appeared to be a seat of some sort, like th back of a horse which I rode like it was just that, considering these were just pipes, not sure what they represented. After I am riding the pipes a church member shows up, an elderly lady, and I ask her "Where can I find a saddle (for my pipe horse)? There was a moment of silence as she pointed me in the direction of the room behind the pulpit, usually where the Priest comes out in traditional services. There on the corner was a great looking saddle placed on the ground in a corner. Seemed a find saddle, leather and solid with everything already setup similarly shown in the Complete Horse Riding Manual. So I thanked her and she faded out. Once I put the saddle on the piped horse and rode around the church multiple times for some reason. Shortly afterward I headed to the exit and had to duck as this piped horse was tall and so am I and it was necessary to exit a six foot doorway to get out. Once outside I realized I had only brought one bag, I had left the rest of my baggage somewhere else inside the church. It was like the excessive baggage in my life was left there in a place I was not, at least that is how I interpreted it.
So we were on our way, not exactly sure where to go or why to go there at all, at this point in the outside world, the pipes had become a full out horse, with long brown hair, similar to a Clydesdale distinctly female, definitely feminine. As we rode together, I saw a cafe and figured would stop there, as I looked for a place to tie up the horse I realized, once I was off the horse, looking for a place to tie her up so I could go inside, this horse became a beautiful girl, quite stunningly attired in sort of a school girl uniform and she offered to buy me a coffee there, at the shop. For some reason though we ended up crawling through a low lying bush. Since it was so low we had to crawl to get through. During this time as we progressed beneath this plant, her skirt became hiked up, at which point I saw she was wearing nothing beneath it. I smiled and said something to the effect "I like it that way.." and smacked her bare bottom once and continued by saying "I rather she is a clydesdale, when in horse form." she only smiled warmly in response.
Eventually we escaped the low lying bush and she fixed her skirt and we walked hand in hand into the cafe. It was at this point I awoke and so I wonder what was to happen next, well stay tuned for the next dream session will hopefully shed some light on the story or continue it at a later time.
There is really not many explanations of the descriptions of either the beast or the pastor, but I figure it is simply because they had no particular role in this dream besides the beast and the pastor leaving the building. Shortly thereafter, I find some pipes that have some sort of magical ability and I was aware of it, as if I was meant to know. Since I was aware I was able to create what appeared to be a seat of some sort, like th back of a horse which I rode like it was just that, considering these were just pipes, not sure what they represented. After I am riding the pipes a church member shows up, an elderly lady, and I ask her "Where can I find a saddle (for my pipe horse)? There was a moment of silence as she pointed me in the direction of the room behind the pulpit, usually where the Priest comes out in traditional services. There on the corner was a great looking saddle placed on the ground in a corner. Seemed a find saddle, leather and solid with everything already setup similarly shown in the Complete Horse Riding Manual. So I thanked her and she faded out. Once I put the saddle on the piped horse and rode around the church multiple times for some reason. Shortly afterward I headed to the exit and had to duck as this piped horse was tall and so am I and it was necessary to exit a six foot doorway to get out. Once outside I realized I had only brought one bag, I had left the rest of my baggage somewhere else inside the church. It was like the excessive baggage in my life was left there in a place I was not, at least that is how I interpreted it.
. So I thanked her and she faded out. Once I put the saddle on the piped horse and rode around the church multiple times for some reason. Shortly afterward I headed to the exit and had to duck as this piped horse was tall and so am I and it was necessary to exit a six foot doorway to get out. Once outside I realized I had only brought one bag, I had left the rest of my baggage somewhere else inside the church. It was like the excessive baggage in my life was left there in a place I was not, at least that is how I interpreted it. So we were on our way, not exactly sure where to go or why to go there at all, at this point in the outside world, the pipes had become a full out horse, with long brown hair, similar to a Clydesdale distinctly female, definitely feminine. As we rode together, I saw a cafe and figured would stop there, as I looked for a place to tie up the horse I realized, once I was off the horse, looking for a place to tie her up so I could go inside, this horse became a beautiful girl, quite stunningly attired in sort of a school girl uniform and she offered to buy me a coffee there, at the shop. For some reason though we ended up crawling through a low lying bush. Since it was so low we had to crawl to get through. During this time as we progressed beneath this plant, her skirt became hiked up, at which point I saw she was wearing nothing beneath it. I smiled and said something to the effect "I like it that way.." and smacked her bare bottom once and continued by saying "I rather she is a clydesdale, when in horse form." she only smiled warmly in response.
Eventually we escaped the low lying bush and she fixed her skirt and we walked hand in hand into the cafe. It was at this point I awoke and so I wonder what was to happen next, well stay tuned for the next dream session will hopefully shed some light on the story or continue it at a later time.
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