After both those strange dreams, I finally figured out who Nyarlathotep was. Then I realised that he had already given me the answer;
"Are you a part of my psyche? My Shadow?"
" Yes... And No."
I interpreted that to mean that he was something other than just me. But a few days back it hit me that he was actually answering both questions in one go. Then I got another slap across the face when reading through one of Jung's books.
There was that feeling from deep within me. "Finally"
I realised that I was getting stuck in a dull rut, and this was my mind's way of teaching me how to enjoy life again.
Lovecraft was wrong. The human mind is an awesome thing.