I don't know how to even explain this, I can't even believe it myself.
For the past two days I've been waking up, like in that half asleep state, but wanting to mastabait, Not in the sexual way (stick with me here) but in a "it's a necessity for the progression of a certain goal/I've got to do this so another event in the dream can proceed" way. What kind of me would believe that? What persona in the dream was I? How, in the blue blazes?... I just can't understand who the heck I become during the dream or what kind of... the words are not coming to me. So Satan can actually do that? What in the spiritual new-fare is this?
Right now my mental state is like, "How in the Who in the What is going on" I cannot articulate to you guys just how surreal this is. I expected to go toe to toe with a succubus, prayer in hand and those mermaids and demons is cooked, ez. But, how do you begin to fathom and fight this type of dream that makes you wake up and realize Satan wasn't nodding off for the past 6000+ years.