The Surrealness of Moths

I had a very strange dream Tuesday night.  I don’t remember it completely, just bits and pieces, but enough to wonder at.  Here they are in no particular order.

  • I was lying in bed, in my old bedroom at my mother’s house.  My bf was there too and was asleep.  I’m not exactly sure what time it was except to know it wasn’t dark.  As I was laying there I noticed what I thought was a moth, but it was four pieces of the moth (each wing) and each piece had a spider web attached to it.  These pieces were scattered on the bed near my head (I think.), and I picked each piece up and was slightly saddened by the situation.  When I was holding all four pieces I tossed them behind me towards the window.  As I did this, an intense sense of calm sprung up.  Similar to the feeling you get when centered and performing magic, a surge of energy I guess.  As the pieces went flying through the air they came together, the webs disappeared, and the moth became whole and flew off.  I was awed by the situation, and upon waking, remembered that I did this twice in the dream.  The picking up of pieces of something (I don’t think it was a moth both times.) tossing them in the air and the pieces becoming whole again.
  • I was walking through a house, I think it was supposed to be my moms but it was laid out differently.  I went to the back door which was open and looked out though the screen which was closed.  It was the dark side of dusk, the sky had a pink shadowed hue, and the air smelled like pot.  However, it wasn’t as though people were smoking it somewhere, it was what the atmosphere smelled like.  It was also kind of hazy; everything had an extremely surreal look and feel.  I heard light tapping noises on the screen, but my eyes hadn’t yet focused.  As my eyes adjusted more and more to the darkness I could see into the yard, and what I saw were hundreds of moths flying about.  There were also about a half-dozen on the screen door.  This was kind of eerie, I wasn’t scared but I was spooked.  I could also sense a presence in the yard.  The presence was so intense and vivid that I could see in my mind the presence.  It had the appearance of a handsome vampire figure; longish dark hair, sultry eyes, pale skin, and I think he was wearing a black suit as well.  The presence wasn’t evil feeling at all, but intensified the eeriness of the situation.

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