Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace!
Thou talk’st of nothing.
True, I talk of dreams,
I had a very odd dream last night. Not sure if it was a divine message or just more obscure, subconscious thoughts manifesting. Either way the dream went like this:
I was in somebody’s house. I’m not sure who. But it was filled with plenty of bad objects. Objects with very dark soul-ties.
Now for those of you who don’t know what a “soul-tie” is, it is an object previously owned by someone else. Now this object (depending on who it belonged to, how often the person used the item, what the item meant to that person, and all sorts of other levels of connectivity to the item) may have sort of heavy vibe to it. If you’ve every walked into a house or a room or have been in an area where the atmosphere felt heavy, you have experienced spiritual pressure. Spiritual pressure is never a good thing. And some objects have this. You can think of it kind of like a horcrux.
But returning back to my dream, i found some of these in this room. And the spiritual pressure was very apparent.
Now one of the rules about purging your life of objects with soul-ties, is that the objects need to be in your ownership. You can only purge that which you have dominion over.
But i didn’t pay any mind to this in the dream. I took the objects and i got rid of them. I threw them as far as i could. This angered the demon residing in the house. He started to attack me as well as stirring the the hearts and mind of those around it- people susceptible to its ways. The demon manipulated a group of guys to attack me as well. I was stabbed three times. But each time i was hurt, time would rewind enough for me- giving me a second chance. Seems metaphorical for God’s grace.
I don’t know if the dream means anything. I don’t know if it means i should purge my room again, if i should be careful around people’s possessions, or if it didn’t mean anything at all.
Either way, I talk of dreams.
But he that hath the steerage of my course,