I Need Help, I have been seeing a repeated symbol everywhere Options

It all started around a week ago. I was meditating and I had a dream that there was an axe coming down on a bowl, and I knew that bowl full of water was the world, and when I put my shoulder to the giant arm holding the axe, myself emerging from the bowl, I was asked to defend Magic being in this world. I forget what all I said, but it centered around something like "There are still believers here, and I am one of them. Please don't give up". Since then, I've been seeing a symbol very similar to the Hieroglyphic Monad, as I'm sure some of you are familiar with. If not, here's a good example.

(IMG:http://z.about.com/d/altreligion/1/0/T/z/2/skircherdiagram.jpg)

Remove the semicircles at the bottom, shorten the cross, and take out the symbol for Helios, instead putting the Lunar Crescent at the top of the cross, and that's what I've been seeing. Everywhere. It's shown up in shadows on my wall, it showed up on my left forearm as a tattoo I didn't remember for approximately five minutes. I took a picture, and it turned up as having nothing there. I saw it on my own face when I went to look in the mirror, and it was there for about three seconds. I've been seeing it in shadows cast across my room while reading, and in random places right in front of me. I'm not sure what to think, I can't find a match for this symbol anywhere. I've done some sigil work, but this has never been one of them. And it's really freaking me out. I want to know what this symbol is, and where it came from.

One thought I had was that it might be Phoenician, but it's not. In fact, I have literally no idea what this symbol is. Taking it apart from the Hieroglyphic Monad standpoint, it should be the cross, representing the four primal elements, and the Lunar Crescent, giving credence to the moon's power over these elements as a celestial body. But that doesn't make a whole lot of sense for me, as a person, and I'm completely confused.

Please, if you have a thought, no matter how simple, tell me. This issue is driving me insane.

I update this one last time, as I both know and understand nothing very well...

The symbol has called to me once more, and in the state of mind that I am in, I became aware of a gate, but not a gate, a man but not a man, all things but not; called Pan. The symbol is his calling card, as well as a passing nod to the fact that I have always considered myself a child of the moon, Luna-Touched, as it were. My soul half-belongs to me, just as all things half-exist, and half-do not. I think now that I understand more than I was meant to, but it's alright because I was assumed to have learned things that do not belong to me, already. The moon is my mother, and Pan is my father. I understand the origin and the mysteries now.

I stepped into the gate, and eyes opened up before me, to the left. The mouth consumed my shield and my quiver, and swallowed me into the pit. In the pit, the mouth spoke and told me to walk through the wasteland to the abandoned place that I called home. I was in a desert, clay-brown, each step kicking up dust as a mammoth beast would. I stepped once, twice, and then nine times, and I was in a forest. The forest tried to devour me, the plant life hungry for what I was composed of. This was the wasteland, an overwhelming visage of green and undergrowth. I stepped nine times again, sixteen worlds traveling below me, into a burning place with no flames. It was as if this place, this hillside, was a place I had been to, but it reminded me of nowhere I had been in this life. I held up my hand and at once I was transported from the base of the hill to the front door. The door crumbled and bled as I pushed it in. Inside, there were three burned, charred, decaying bodies. One playing poker, one hanging from the windowsill, another hanging by a noose from the immediate left to the door. This was the cottage I spent my life in, without knowing it. I learned many things, and I was able to speak to the Horned God through the mirror. He answered questions, but stole the memories. A fair trade. He told me of the sacrifice, and told me if I did not make it, I would die in the cottage. I sacrificed an animal that happened through the door, and he filled the wound with beast's blood. It healed immediately. Soon after, he gave me a book, and inside the book were brief notes on my life from hindsight, looking forward, and in the middle. In the very back was a message of the apocalypse, and I was able to ask it questions. The all-knowing number was also inside the book, and it answered questions, for it knew all. I kept the book, stepped out of the gate, and spoke the word of Unmaking to it, collapsing it into chaff and ash.

I'm lucid right now, but I may come down in a while. I met many things inside the gate, one of which being the Endless One, a being composed of a serpent, twelve ravens, a guinea pig, a ferret, and a fox... And an invisible wolf, and he stabbed me with a silver, serpentine kris dagger. The dagger I ended up using to perform a sacrifice inside the gate, and now I think something came back with me. I'm not sure, but I feel... 150%. I feel whole. My memory is sharper, numbers stand out to me, I remember something called the all-knowing number, and I wrote it on my wall so I could ask questions of it. It's gone now. There is a reassuring warmth slithering around my spine, and the cloak of the Endless One is very warm, like I had just worn it, though I know it sat on the ground in the cold for centuries.

I am staggered. Many levels compose the man, and the man has the blood of the beast. The beast consumes the blood, the man consumes the beast.

No, I did not ingest any hallucinogens, nor drugs of any kind.