My Husband is a Psychic Dreamer, and Sometimes I Hate It
(This is a bonus article from “the other side”, documenting what it’s like observing, and being a part of, these initiatory experiences. These posts are released alongside the articles Felix posts as ko-fi tips come in. It was written by Tyler, Felix’s spouse. [Demonic editorial note: Tyler only read the first paragraph of The Psychic Training Facility article and had such very strong feelings about it that he wrote the bonus article immediately.])
Coming to terms with the fact that someone can figure out the right questions to ask tarot or another divination system to get accurate answers is one thing. Dealing with someone who dreams about the future (or present!) but not being able to understand the symbolism or deeper meaning until much later is...infuriating at times. Finding out your husband dreamed about your abuser showing up at your door 2 days before they died? But you two had no way of knowing anything about it for months and months??? Guys, I want to kick a can into the sun. Tip me on ko-fi and I may actually film the attempt.
Let me rewind the clock a bit to King's Ride 2024. We were getting very particular about who was on the "channeling whitelist", as it were, so we had a text chatting app where people/spirits/entities/whatever would check in and share information on what they were getting from the brain/body. And we noticed something. In Felix's body, several people working together over the course of a day could put together the dreams one person had at night. So we started keeping track of what dreams Felix (and those who were channelling into him) were having, and that became a habit.
A very valuable habit, because, when we recently found out the death date of said abuser, Felix pulled up the text channel, looked up the date, and...nothing? Instead it pulled up the last message before that date, which was 2 days beforehand. When Felix had noted the following:
"In my body Venom had a dream about the guy who knocked on the door [of the apartment] coming back into the house, opening the door on his own. Venom?/Me? yelled at him to leave. He stepped out immediately and we talked to him from the doorway. Told him without a separate 24 hour notice for the time period he came back in, he couldn't do anything. Not sure what he wanted, he seemed to want to come poke around and start some trouble. Also he was a tubby, cranky looking white guy, not like the guy who actually knocked on our door."
"Tubby, cranky looking white guy" perfectly describes the general vibe of my abuser, but was a little sparse on details. Felix has never even seen a picture of the guy, and before this point I would try to think about him as little as possible, so I had to go to the source: Venom. As it so happens, Venom was "piloting" in Felix when this all was discovered, so he did some memory diving and came back with: "old guy who, for a moment seemed like a security guard, but mostly didn't seem like he quite knew how to walk right", along with some facial details that really confirmed it was the abuser.
Now, just to recap: We recently found out that, over 6 months ago, someone in Felix's body had a dream about my abuser trying to start shit 2 days before he died. But we had no way to know the asshole he dreamt about was my abuser on his death bed until we got some details WITHIN THE LAST FORTY-EIGHT HOURS.
Forget kicking a can, I wanna shoot a bottle rocket at the sun now. Tip me on ko-fi and I'll film the attempt.
