These two dream i had recently one after the other are maybe the most creepy and bizarre dreams i have ever had.  The first one is was laying on the floor in a pitch black room sleeping.  I was awakened by childrens voices saying 'help us!' over and over.  I looked up and there was this whole wall with hundreds of baby arms sticking out of it reaching for me. I started screaming 'tell me!' again and again.  All the while the childrens voices kept repeating 'Help us!'.  I took one of the arms by the hand, expecting to feel soft baby skin.  But instead the skin was hard and calloused, as if they had been doing hard work.  Then the hands were passing my hand from one to the other, each wanting to hold my hand.  There was an ominous overtone and all was black except for the wall of baby arms.  It has been a long long time since a dream frightened me.  This dream scared me enough to wake me up.  Very creepy.

The next day I had another creepy dream.  In this one i was outside a big white house by a creek.  there was a man there peeing in the creek, and his pee was bright blue and spraying out like a fire hose. (kinda funny) When he was finished, he told me that creatures were coming that only he could see.  I did not believe him and was thinking he was a lunatic.  Then i heard something approaching in the brush.  I saw a huge ogre that was feeding on tree branches in the creek bed. I told the man 'I can see them too!'.  The ogre climbed out of the creek bed, and we both hid behind some stumps.  After the huge ogre passed by many smaller creatures like goblins followed him.  they were moving toward the house, and i felt i should go and warn the people inside.  I tried to sneek by them and get to the house, but they saw me.  I ran to the house with them chasing me.  I slammed the front door shut behind me, and one of the goblins chopped through the door with an axe, injuring my knee.  I ran up stairs thinking that i could find weapons there.  I found a sword in a closet.  the one goblin chasing me followed me upstairs.  He had a sword stuck in his chest, which he pulled out and started fight me with it.  I cut open his chest and neck, only to discover that inside he was a robot.  In this room upstairs was a TV, showing what was going on outside.  the goblins had rounded up about 50 or so people in the front yard, but they did not seem to be able to see them.  Nor did they fight them.  The goblins singled out the pregnant women, and then stabbed them in the stomach with steel daggers killing their babies.  then they gave birth to their own babies, and then gave them to the human women who nursed them.  the goblin babies were ugly and had sharp teeth.  they bit the women breast feeding them and fed on the blood. The women accepted these little monsters as their own unknowingly.  

Just so you all know, my dreams are usually fun, happy adventures.  i am sharing these because they are abnormal.  Glad to hear your thoughts and comments.  thanks for listening.

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makes me think of the disturbing images and visions I have felt before. Although I feel most dreams reflect your own personal circus, sometimes we feel the big waves of energy moving all around human consciousness. I read this and felt the pain of the truth, or the reviling of the lies. Catholic is the flavor. Mushrooms and little people. These (old) energies of leprechauns, fairies and trolls are more tangible now as the vail is thinning and the painful truth is being reveled. this is perhaps my own personal circus projecting on to your dream - but the images and flavors in your dream made me feel this way, thanks, it left a big smile on my face, I hope you also receive tranquil healing dreams my brother.

thank you for your feedback.  'The pain of the truth'  comment i think is most appropriate.  I'm glad you enjoyed reading them.

 Bringing up faeries reminds me of when i was a child, i saw a satyr.  Or rather i saw its shadow, and heard its footsteps.  My family was all getting in the van to go to church one evening.  I was the last one still in the house, and i felt compelled to go back to my room which was upstairs.  I stopped at the bottom of the stairs.  the light was on in my room and it cast a shadow into the stairwell of a satyr.  I heard the footsteps of hoofed feet on the wood.  He had the body of a man, with goat legs, and horns.  In his shadow i saw him raise a flute to his mouth, and i heard music.  Only, it really wasnt music.  It sounded like glass wind chimes.  I was scared to death, but i still felt compelled to go upstairs.  And he was calling to me to come upstairs.  Just as i was about to proceed, my mother called to me to come get in the van.  It was like i was awakened from a trance.  I ran outside.  I did not say a word about it.  At the time, I had never even heard of a satyr.  it was not until I was a teenager that i heard of one described.  it sent chills down my spine.  I learned more about the old stories about satyrs luring children off into the woods.  The old stories fit my experience closely.

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