Post by purr on Apr 15, 2018 11:59:30 GMT
Dream Guide
I dreamt I was in our garden, while my living relatives and ancestors of past generations were there with me. An intense meteor shower directly came at us, multicolored burning droplets, white and red streaking past.
Around three o’clock in the morning of a September 1st of over a decade ago, I fell asleep with the rest of my family close in one of our homes, and I dreamt I was out at night in the garden, putting out the cats for some hunting and playing, while my living relatives and ancestors of past generations were there with me. An intense meteor shower directly came at us, small multicolored burning droplets, white and red streaking past, so close I stepped aside twice in order to avoid getting hit.
I dreamt I was taken on a visit to a place looking like an idyllic meadow and grove covered landscape in midsummer: to enter there I had to change shape, to a white unicorn.
As we wisely began taking shelter, and reenter the house, my grandmother, who has passed on some time before, to my bafflement, started acting out a description from a specific threadstarter on another UFO site I used to frequent. Startled, I woke up, realizing the real spirit of my grandmother would not do something like this: this was an unknown entity conveniently using the mask of my granny to make my acquaintance.
As I began to doze off again, really NEEDING to get my sleep, a face popped up in my field of vision, closing in tightly, confronting me directly. I got the feeling it was Nefertiti, not as the young woman she was in life , but presenting her death mask, with emphasis on the corrosive damage to her likeness, reminding me of how mummified skin dries and cracks over time. Again I shot out of sleep, alarmed and awake, and immediately said a protective prayer for my sleeping family, and myself. A spirit was making an introduction, I had no idea what/who I was dealing with, for all I knew I had ticked off some or other fellow blogger (I have that effect on people a lot, can’t figure out why
) who in reality was the head warlock/witch of a black satanic coven, now busy chanting incantations in unison to summon Lord Beelzebub himself, imploring that evil master to pay me a visit that would teach me to shut up once and for all, and leave me with a snow white perm. (In the dead of night I tend to imagine worst case scenarios.)
A face popped up in my field of vision, closing in tightly, confronting me directly.
In the dark, I quietly got up to pee, also needing an excuse to walk through the house VERY MUCH AWAKE. Returning from the bathroom, I felt reasonably at ease, and still sleepy, so I decided to return to bed, trying to fall asleep again. Nodding off once more, something simultaneously bumped loudly against (seemingly) the ceiling lamp in the center of the room, and in my left ribcage, within my body. Needless to say, I was awake again, eyes wide looking at the dark ceiling overhead, wondering. A little later, there was another bump, this time more like a single wing flap, close by to the right side of my bed. I was sure this night was promising to be a strange and bumpy ride, so I affirmed my prayer of protection (I’m an adherent of Christian Mysticism) with some confidence, and allowed myself to doze off again. Fragments of dream began to reel off, to begin with, I was continually presented with tidbits of food, someone apparently insisting I had some. Nothing foul or abhorrent here, so I actually consumed a little. But if some stranger, whether of flesh or spirit, starts pushing me to eat some, I tend to spit, and then spit some more. Must have been a funny sight, me kinda dozing off, starting awake, dozing etc. all the while busy spitting out whatever it was an unknown/invisible nightvisitor was just as busy feeding to me. In the end, I seemed to hold down at least some crumbs of this dream food.
In a dark, rainsoaked world, covered with mud, I was required to exist as a black-haired gorilla type creature.
The mud-dimension as it appeared in my dream.
Then the journey began, and I sank into a deeper world. I was taken on a visit to several dimensions or universes. Travel from one universe to the next was instantaneous. One place looked like an idyllic meadow and grove covered landscape in summer, to enter there I had to change shape, to a white unicorn, this was the requirement for manifesting there. Another dimension on this tour was a dark, rainsoaked world, covered with mud, where I turned into a black-haired gorilla type creature capable of flight (!), and I had to complete a set of tasks, following a weird logic belonging to that reality. The last thing I remember doing there was physically wresting with a soft-contoured, metallic monolith, I was supposed to manipulate and balance while slipping and sliding in the mud, expending great effort. I have a sense I was given a tour of many more of these bizarre environments, and shown how to act, and who to be when over there. (As I finally woke up, most of these memories were removed.)
While in the physical shape of a gorilla, I had to wrestle with a soft-contoured, metallic monolith, all the while slipping and sliding in the mud.
During the dream, I was shown an avatar, in exaggerated detail, of one of the members of my homesite [edit: UFOsite since discontinued], interestingly someone else than the thread-author referred to above. This, it felt to me, was the ‘summoning client’ of the spirit guide who was offering me this abbreviated tour of alternate realities. I couldn’t escape the impression here aliens were pointing out a sockpuppet/twin account user creating havoc on that other site I mentioned. This part of my dream seemed as good a place as any to apply the proverbial grain of salt…
I must have finally slipped in the far deeper sleep I so badly wanted that night. When I finally woke up in the morning, the dream journey came back to me with a jolt, and I felt somehow completely invigorated. Heading out for breakfast, morning chit-chat and starting the planning for the working day, I thought happily to myself: “This must have been one of those ‘well-mannered and INFORMATIVE’ demons! And I was just afforded a glimpse into other universes, awesome…”. I realized there had been a gradual change in my emotions, from initial fear, to going with the flow, to feeling OK and basically super-curious, waking up in the morning light.
Whoever it was entering my dream last night [edit: this thread actually was written some years back], could not be confused with one to trifle with, this interaction felt potentially dangerous, even deadly: powerful stuff. I have no desire for a repeat, all I wish for is to get a good night’s sleep!! (I will invite my family to read this topic when the time is right, so not to disturb anyone’s peace of mind.)
Any of you guys familiar with dreams of this sort, or if you’ve read about experiences like this, feel free to comment/offer advice! Pretty weird dream to my way of thinking…
purr
This Irish landscape resembles most closely what the ‘White Unicorn’-dimension looked like.
I dreamt I was in our garden, while my living relatives and ancestors of past generations were there with me. An intense meteor shower directly came at us, multicolored burning droplets, white and red streaking past.
Around three o’clock in the morning of a September 1st of over a decade ago, I fell asleep with the rest of my family close in one of our homes, and I dreamt I was out at night in the garden, putting out the cats for some hunting and playing, while my living relatives and ancestors of past generations were there with me. An intense meteor shower directly came at us, small multicolored burning droplets, white and red streaking past, so close I stepped aside twice in order to avoid getting hit.
I dreamt I was taken on a visit to a place looking like an idyllic meadow and grove covered landscape in midsummer: to enter there I had to change shape, to a white unicorn.
As we wisely began taking shelter, and reenter the house, my grandmother, who has passed on some time before, to my bafflement, started acting out a description from a specific threadstarter on another UFO site I used to frequent. Startled, I woke up, realizing the real spirit of my grandmother would not do something like this: this was an unknown entity conveniently using the mask of my granny to make my acquaintance.
As I began to doze off again, really NEEDING to get my sleep, a face popped up in my field of vision, closing in tightly, confronting me directly. I got the feeling it was Nefertiti, not as the young woman she was in life , but presenting her death mask, with emphasis on the corrosive damage to her likeness, reminding me of how mummified skin dries and cracks over time. Again I shot out of sleep, alarmed and awake, and immediately said a protective prayer for my sleeping family, and myself. A spirit was making an introduction, I had no idea what/who I was dealing with, for all I knew I had ticked off some or other fellow blogger (I have that effect on people a lot, can’t figure out why
) who in reality was the head warlock/witch of a black satanic coven, now busy chanting incantations in unison to summon Lord Beelzebub himself, imploring that evil master to pay me a visit that would teach me to shut up once and for all, and leave me with a snow white perm. (In the dead of night I tend to imagine worst case scenarios.)A face popped up in my field of vision, closing in tightly, confronting me directly.
In the dark, I quietly got up to pee, also needing an excuse to walk through the house VERY MUCH AWAKE. Returning from the bathroom, I felt reasonably at ease, and still sleepy, so I decided to return to bed, trying to fall asleep again. Nodding off once more, something simultaneously bumped loudly against (seemingly) the ceiling lamp in the center of the room, and in my left ribcage, within my body. Needless to say, I was awake again, eyes wide looking at the dark ceiling overhead, wondering. A little later, there was another bump, this time more like a single wing flap, close by to the right side of my bed. I was sure this night was promising to be a strange and bumpy ride, so I affirmed my prayer of protection (I’m an adherent of Christian Mysticism) with some confidence, and allowed myself to doze off again. Fragments of dream began to reel off, to begin with, I was continually presented with tidbits of food, someone apparently insisting I had some. Nothing foul or abhorrent here, so I actually consumed a little. But if some stranger, whether of flesh or spirit, starts pushing me to eat some, I tend to spit, and then spit some more. Must have been a funny sight, me kinda dozing off, starting awake, dozing etc. all the while busy spitting out whatever it was an unknown/invisible nightvisitor was just as busy feeding to me. In the end, I seemed to hold down at least some crumbs of this dream food.
In a dark, rainsoaked world, covered with mud, I was required to exist as a black-haired gorilla type creature.
The mud-dimension as it appeared in my dream.
Then the journey began, and I sank into a deeper world. I was taken on a visit to several dimensions or universes. Travel from one universe to the next was instantaneous. One place looked like an idyllic meadow and grove covered landscape in summer, to enter there I had to change shape, to a white unicorn, this was the requirement for manifesting there. Another dimension on this tour was a dark, rainsoaked world, covered with mud, where I turned into a black-haired gorilla type creature capable of flight (!), and I had to complete a set of tasks, following a weird logic belonging to that reality. The last thing I remember doing there was physically wresting with a soft-contoured, metallic monolith, I was supposed to manipulate and balance while slipping and sliding in the mud, expending great effort. I have a sense I was given a tour of many more of these bizarre environments, and shown how to act, and who to be when over there. (As I finally woke up, most of these memories were removed.)
While in the physical shape of a gorilla, I had to wrestle with a soft-contoured, metallic monolith, all the while slipping and sliding in the mud.
During the dream, I was shown an avatar, in exaggerated detail, of one of the members of my homesite [edit: UFOsite since discontinued], interestingly someone else than the thread-author referred to above. This, it felt to me, was the ‘summoning client’ of the spirit guide who was offering me this abbreviated tour of alternate realities. I couldn’t escape the impression here aliens were pointing out a sockpuppet/twin account user creating havoc on that other site I mentioned. This part of my dream seemed as good a place as any to apply the proverbial grain of salt…
I must have finally slipped in the far deeper sleep I so badly wanted that night. When I finally woke up in the morning, the dream journey came back to me with a jolt, and I felt somehow completely invigorated. Heading out for breakfast, morning chit-chat and starting the planning for the working day, I thought happily to myself: “This must have been one of those ‘well-mannered and INFORMATIVE’ demons! And I was just afforded a glimpse into other universes, awesome…”. I realized there had been a gradual change in my emotions, from initial fear, to going with the flow, to feeling OK and basically super-curious, waking up in the morning light.
Whoever it was entering my dream last night [edit: this thread actually was written some years back], could not be confused with one to trifle with, this interaction felt potentially dangerous, even deadly: powerful stuff. I have no desire for a repeat, all I wish for is to get a good night’s sleep!! (I will invite my family to read this topic when the time is right, so not to disturb anyone’s peace of mind.)
Any of you guys familiar with dreams of this sort, or if you’ve read about experiences like this, feel free to comment/offer advice! Pretty weird dream to my way of thinking…
purr
This Irish landscape resembles most closely what the ‘White Unicorn’-dimension looked like.
