Full Moon Dreams
Posted: Wed Sep 02, 2020 9:53 am
It was a beautiful full moon last night, and consequently, the dreams were both restless & nightmarish. Since almost everyone dreams (& remembers at least a bit of her dreaming), a topic of particularly vivid or otherwise interesting dreams might be nice. Regardless of the name, interesting enough dreams are welcome during whatever the phase.
My only remembered dream from the last night was so orthodoxically Lovecraftian that it is funny. That would be understandable had I been reading or thinking Lovecraftian themes in the last days or weeks, but I haven't. Also, it is a rare thing how little usual dreamlike distortions (things that seem normal in the dream world, but are very unlike anything that could happen in a waking life) this nightmare had, the only thing being the upside down fighting of a man.
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I am to follow a shady character in my old home town. It is night or very late evening, and he goes to the old, yellow wooden church at the middle of the town (actually there). He breaks into its sacristy, stealing a book. I follow and try to stop him, but he has a friend, who struggles with me turning upside down, and the thief escapes.
The thief looks like a friend from my youth, whose both first name and the family name have quite a shady meaning of a dwelling that is hidden under something and posing a possible threat. (I had never thought that when we were actually in contact with this person, but the subconscious loves these kind of allusions.) The dream now shows him. He is not evil, but mesmerized by the book he had to stole because of that influence. Now when he has it, he sleepwalks and reads it unknowingly by night. It is "The Book of Two Kings", whose names are Glaaki (an actual Cthulhu mythos name for a deity) and Macrom or Macram.* By reading The Book of Two Kings the sleepwalking person, because of his knowledge thus gained, comes into contact with – and is put even more under the will of – the servants of the Two Kings, who are their offspring, and thus partially otherworldly beings.
I continue my search for the clues of this mystery, and visit a shady shop near the center of the town. It is kept by husband and wife, the latter of which is more into the service of these dark entities. They are too clever, and I gain no clues or insight by visiting them. But I have now come so close to the evil of the monstrous deities, that when I walk the dark street and my shadow briefly falls upon a younger blonde woman walking ahead of me, she shows signs of discomfort without knowing why.
I wake up feeling despair and distress. I think about reading a book to comfort myself for sleeping again, but all the books in my shelf next to my bed deal at least partially with the same black Lovecraftian topics, so they would give no help. At some point I wake up again, this time for real (or, as real as we can get here...), and my books are once again normal. For some reason a name of a star keeps lingering in my mind: "Procyon".
It seems that the name of this particular star, meaning "Before the Dog", is associated with the hound named Maera. "The two dog stars are referred to in the most ancient literature and were venerated by the Babylonians and the Egyptians, In Babylonian mythology, Procyon was known as Nangar (the Carpenter), an aspect of Marduk, involved in constructing and organising the celestial sky."
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* The name brings to mind firstly "Great M" (Macro+M) which is the Great Mother. Secondly, Macramé, which is "a form of textile produced using knotting (rather than weaving or knitting) techniques." "Weaving in knots" is a very good depiction of the darker shade of the working of the Great M(other) in her aspect of the weaver of potentially negative illusions. It fits very neatly into this Lovecraftian theme that
"Embroidered veil" comes once again back to the meaning of the "Great M(other)" as a dark spidery Isis. That the second "king" thus seems to be actually a she brings to mind the old couple whose shop I visited, and of whom the wife was the more clever & powerful.
My only remembered dream from the last night was so orthodoxically Lovecraftian that it is funny. That would be understandable had I been reading or thinking Lovecraftian themes in the last days or weeks, but I haven't. Also, it is a rare thing how little usual dreamlike distortions (things that seem normal in the dream world, but are very unlike anything that could happen in a waking life) this nightmare had, the only thing being the upside down fighting of a man.
* * *
I am to follow a shady character in my old home town. It is night or very late evening, and he goes to the old, yellow wooden church at the middle of the town (actually there). He breaks into its sacristy, stealing a book. I follow and try to stop him, but he has a friend, who struggles with me turning upside down, and the thief escapes.
The thief looks like a friend from my youth, whose both first name and the family name have quite a shady meaning of a dwelling that is hidden under something and posing a possible threat. (I had never thought that when we were actually in contact with this person, but the subconscious loves these kind of allusions.) The dream now shows him. He is not evil, but mesmerized by the book he had to stole because of that influence. Now when he has it, he sleepwalks and reads it unknowingly by night. It is "The Book of Two Kings", whose names are Glaaki (an actual Cthulhu mythos name for a deity) and Macrom or Macram.* By reading The Book of Two Kings the sleepwalking person, because of his knowledge thus gained, comes into contact with – and is put even more under the will of – the servants of the Two Kings, who are their offspring, and thus partially otherworldly beings.
I continue my search for the clues of this mystery, and visit a shady shop near the center of the town. It is kept by husband and wife, the latter of which is more into the service of these dark entities. They are too clever, and I gain no clues or insight by visiting them. But I have now come so close to the evil of the monstrous deities, that when I walk the dark street and my shadow briefly falls upon a younger blonde woman walking ahead of me, she shows signs of discomfort without knowing why.
I wake up feeling despair and distress. I think about reading a book to comfort myself for sleeping again, but all the books in my shelf next to my bed deal at least partially with the same black Lovecraftian topics, so they would give no help. At some point I wake up again, this time for real (or, as real as we can get here...), and my books are once again normal. For some reason a name of a star keeps lingering in my mind: "Procyon".
It seems that the name of this particular star, meaning "Before the Dog", is associated with the hound named Maera. "The two dog stars are referred to in the most ancient literature and were venerated by the Babylonians and the Egyptians, In Babylonian mythology, Procyon was known as Nangar (the Carpenter), an aspect of Marduk, involved in constructing and organising the celestial sky."
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* The name brings to mind firstly "Great M" (Macro+M) which is the Great Mother. Secondly, Macramé, which is "a form of textile produced using knotting (rather than weaving or knitting) techniques." "Weaving in knots" is a very good depiction of the darker shade of the working of the Great M(other) in her aspect of the weaver of potentially negative illusions. It fits very neatly into this Lovecraftian theme that
One of the earliest recorded uses of macramé-style knots as decoration appeared in the carvings of the Babylonians and Assyrians. Fringe-like plaiting and braiding adorned the costumes of the time and were captured in their stone statuary.
Arab weavers knotted excess thread along the edges of hand-loomed fabrics such as towels, shawls, and veils into decorative fringes. The word macramé is derived from the Arabic miqramah (مقرمة), believed to mean "striped towel", "ornamental fringe" or "embroidered veil".
"Embroidered veil" comes once again back to the meaning of the "Great M(other)" as a dark spidery Isis. That the second "king" thus seems to be actually a she brings to mind the old couple whose shop I visited, and of whom the wife was the more clever & powerful.