I'm not going to get into details even though they are engrained in my soul but last night I had the most horrible dream I've ever had. I still feel fucking sad and miserable after it. Essentially I died and had to watch my partner(who also follows Satan but has a different relationship than I do with him) Suffer for fucking years and years trying to live with my death. He became successful and still never gave up. In the dream I watched my own head get cut off and watch my partner mourn for eternity... every day he sat there and talked to me as I sit in the astral unable to respond.. this went on for YEARS it was fucking awful. I personally would order a dream interpretation of this although I haven't got the money currently. It was fucking terrifying. Can anyone give me some advice? I would hate to revisit this dream. It lasted so long and felt so real that even this feels like a dream almost.
HAIL ZEUS!
I think this is quite clearly a past-life memory. I feel sorry for you that you had to go through this. Many of us had terrible things done to them during the time of the dark age, so it seems you got caught up in it, too.
From what I know this is fairly common among us actually. The majority of us had a fate like this in one or more past lives, or at the very least had a loved one who met such a fate.
I see thank you for your response Shael. Your responses to my posts are always interesting and informative, I appreciate it truly. With this "Dream" if it even was that. There were people who I knew in it. For instance. Me, My partner, My partner's brother(Who I've always had a very strong hatred for upon meeting them. They feel the same).
My partner's brother bullied them and hurt them physically before I started dating my partner and put a stop to that. Anyways the brother is the one who cut off my head. It was in an old town kind of. Something you would expect to be in 18th century London. Old street lamps, raining and such. The brother cut off my head with some sort of blade.
I remember watching my head fall for a few moments before being lifted above my body into the astral. In the dream, I freaked the fuck out and called to Satan and tried to like.. Reverse time? The dream went back before I died but everything played out and I was still alive but I was like a prisoner in my own mind. I died again but this time I was unable to go back.
So basically I just watched over them for fucking years while I was gone. Time was faster for me but they talked to me every day. It was really horrible. 30 years after my death they would still go in the same room and talk to me.. I tried so fucking hard to do something to let them know I could hear them but nothing happened.. In the "Dream" I wanted to die so fucking badly. I remember saying "please let this be a fucking dream" and woke up freaking out.
The dream legit lasted longer than I've been alive so it felt like reality itself was a dream and I was going to have to go back into that nightmare. Thinking back the scene did look a lot older like it was in the past but there were also discrepancies. Like earlier in the dream before I died I was using magick to control the growth of tree roots or some crazy stuff and making them destroy houses.
Also, there was a youtube in the dream before I died behind my bf brother. Idk wtf but it was a youtube I used to really idolize when I was younger but not so much anymore. Also when I was in the astral I had a phone and was trying to text someone but couldn't(this was me trying to respond to my partner or something it was near the end of the dream.
I believe that some part of a possible past memory mixed with the dream reality if that's possible. I'm not sure. I remember when I first met with my partner I was talking to Satan asking him to "bring me my soul mate" and he told me to "keep my eye on OkCupid" the dating app I was using. Cupid is Eros but back then I didn't know that. I was very misinformed.
The moment I saw them it was like my entire body jolted and was fucking amazing. Kind of like love at first sight but I felt like I knew them for so much longer than I had. I believe this person may have been with me in my past lives and it makes sense.
I've never really cared about anyone as much as them they're so fucking amazing and omg but anyways. When I first saw them it kind of took my breath away and I lost interest in every other person I was talking to instantly. There have been times where we have fought but the thought of losing them or having them suffer because of me is unbearable. I really never want to see them hurt as they did in the "dream". I really do love them.
If you could give me your interpretation of this Shael I would appreciate it.