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WTF, brain?

I have no clue what's going on in my subconscious these days.

Had a dream last night... or rather, I think I had a few, but there's only one that I can actually remember much of. It was one of those dreams where I was present, but it wasn't so much *about* me. It was set, well, I guess in the Star Wars universe, or at least generic-conglomerate-universe, and I was visiting a planet where the Wookies lived. I don't remember everything that happened, but I remember one of the Wookies going around on foot doing postal delivery, in the typical short-sleeves-and-shorts U.S. summer postal uniform thing. Except that it was like the middle of winter with about 2-3 feet of snow on the ground, but hey, Wookie.

I also remember that the Wookies had the practice of instead of keeping, like, urns of ashes of their deceased loved ones in the house/on display, they had these crystalline figures (well, not really figures... it was more a semi-translucent slab sort of thing, or at least some abstract shape mostly flat on two sides, maybe about 10 inches or so in height). And these... pieces housed not the ashes or other physical remains of the loved ones, but their spirits.

And every so often (from what I can remember, it was probably like every couple months or so), the people in the house would do this ritual where they'd use two objects. One was a waxy solid something like a bar of soap, and the other was just a wooden dowel-type object. They'd pass the rod near the death-object, and it would make clicking noises in reaction. They'd then rub the object with the soap-like stuff, and use the rod again, which would again click. They'd repeat this maybe 3 or 4 times until the rod no longer clicked when it was near. The deal was that the dowel was a detector of... I don't even know. Spiritual unrest, or energy perhaps going malevolent or something, and the waxy substance was some sort of neutralizer, or maybe just an offering, or whatever. And as it was rubbed against the object, it'd neutralize any dark energies or whatever you want to call them, and if you did that until the rod no longer reacted when you brought it close (because of no more dark energies to detect), the death object would be safe for a while again until the energies started to build back up. If for some reason the ritual *wasn't* performed and the death object was left too long, then the spirit of the dead person would become angry or twisted, and would start basically haunting and destroying until somehow neutralized or appeased.

In the dream, I was in a previous Wookie house which had recently been purchased by another human, and for some reason one of these death objects was left behind. (Maybe they formed a connection to the house? I really don't know. There wasn't even any dream-logic in place there, it just was how it was.) And the man kinda performed the ritual, but just made one or two passes and called it good, until I caught him at the end of it and checked to make sure the object was neutralized (it wasn't), and I got after him for it. He thought it was just a superstition and was playing lip service to the whole ritual thing, but I'd personally seen various ghosts turn malevolent like that and knew that they were real, and told him about them and made him finish the ritual.

Yeah, I don't know what's up with my brain either. -_-

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scionith
Sep. 10th, 2009 11:03 pm (UTC)
Too much sims.
stormfeather
Sep. 10th, 2009 11:12 pm (UTC)
There is no such thing!
stagehand007
Sep. 11th, 2009 03:23 am (UTC)
Wow! How do you have such vivid dreams? I'm lucky if I can remember half a scene.
stormfeather
Sep. 11th, 2009 03:31 am (UTC)
I don't usually, just sometimes. This happened to be one of them...
stagehand007
Sep. 11th, 2009 03:47 am (UTC)
That's awesome.
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