Dreams (Page 22 of 31)

Today I dreampt my friend told me that he would be moving out of his house he lives in to let his girlfriend live there and that he would be moving into a small trailer.

I called him just now and he told me that he is planning to do this. That it is a real possibility that he will be doing the very thing he told me he would do in my dream - move into an efficiency apartment and let his girlfriend live in his house.

. . . I was only slightly suprised . . .

Very intresting dream!

I remember awhile back I had a dream in which I had taken drugs and felt high during the dream, AND felt a little odd upon wakening.

What do you suppose the inverted colors on the fusses mean?  I found that interesting.

The part about the light switch not turning on even after you turned on the switch is like in the movie "waking life" where one guy is saying that when the lights don't turn on, its a definately clue in that you're dreaming. 

Luckily you only had one false awakening. LoL.  During this one dream I had what felt like a million of them.  It felt like it would never end.

I've also had the sweats after waking up from an intense dream.  I wonder why?

And of course, you woke up at 1:01.  101.  Eleven.

Well, very symbolic dream. Hope you understand it better than I do.

I've never remembered having any MILABS related abduction scenario dreams. But today my seeming utopia was shattered with a dream I just woke up from. It was very vivid and the things that happened to me were _very_ messed up.

I became a patient in an underground military/scientific experimental lab base. I remember the base very clearly: there was a central lobby area with a very high ceiling and (seemingly) an entrance/exit to other parts of the base. And two hallways leading away from this lobby area; one hallway leading down towards holding room/cell areas where patients were kept and another smaller hallway leading to other rooms: science lab/workstations and other work areas, and I think there was a door to somewhere else at the end of this smaller hallway. There was a clear perception of things being run by _military_ authority and that there were scientists and scientific operations involving mind control of human subjects and other experiments going on. I was a patient/subject and I was led down the big hall from the lobby area and into a large room which was to be my bedroom/holding room. The entranceway to my room was large and tall - about 10 ft. across by about 8 ft. tall. And there was no door - the entire doorway was boarded up with large pieces of wood. The inside of the room was fairly big and I was kept reasonably comfortable inside of it. There was a bed, a dresser with a mirror on the wall in front of the bed and various 'creature comforts' - a TV maybe. And there may have even been a large window on the far wall but I can't be sure.

There was a woman who held some military authority over subjects like me and she was, apparently, my 'handler' because she dictated to me exactly what I was to do and told me the rules of operating within the base and exactly what I was not allowed to do. The entire base was on 'lock down' meaning none of the scientists or anybody were allowed to talk to anybody else about anything other than their official business. And it was known by everyone that if one were to simply speak out or talk about something other than their specific duties, then there was a possibility that the authorities would immediately know and, for some, the penalty for this mere act was death. I knew this as well but, apparently, I held an assumption that there would be some level of leniency on the matter or that the authorities would not immediately find out - I seemed to think that I could at least get away with talking to another, anyone else there who was being held against their will as I was, and that we could at least speak quickly or in some sort of code which would allow us to at least communicate for the purpose of collaborating on some method of escape from the base.

I must have been 'briefed' by the military authority lady because I had a sense of knowing that I had a schedule of duties to keep while inside the base (menial tasks at first) and knowing that there were severe consequences for not following this schedule very closely. I was allowed to freely roam the immediate area of the base - I only remember that it included this immediate area described above - and I seemed to be performing in some 'errand boy' capacity, this apparently being because I was 'new' there and was required to 'prove myself' (and my loyalty to the authorities, or at least a willingness to be subordinate) before I would be allowed to do anything more. So I remember having some delivery duty to perform and so I went down the hall to some room but I have _no_ clear perception of _anything_ I was doing specifically as per my duties (!!) All I know is that I did complete my delivery duty and I think I knew that I may have been expected to immediately return to my bedroom/quarters but I did not do so. I felt that I had a very small freedom to roam the base and talk to others, so that's what I did. Instead of going one direction down the hall and back to my quarters, I went the opposite direction down the small hallway where I seemed to know that I would find another room where a scientist was working alone. And I knew that this scientist was held against his will as I and many other workers were. And I knew that the reason I was doing this was so that I may eventually collaborate with these others on some possible method of escape. Not any hurried effort because I knew this would be impossible under the conditions but to merely meet another like me and let it be known that I was 'on their side' as far as having a mutual interest to eventually escape. So I go on down the smaller hallway and into a small room/workstation where I find one man - an asian man I think - he is in workstation/room by himself and the room is filled with various scientific workstation devices. So we begin a casual exchange about small talk but I seem to know that this 'small talk' exchange was just a front - a sort of show at first to maintain the illusion of both of us conforming to the rules of the base for our 'unseen watchers'. So we talk about some bs - lunchtime or work duties - and then after a minute (we both seem to know that we need to achieve a real communication about some resistence effort because our opportunity for this real communication will be very short before we must end dialogue in order to maintain an illusion of normalcy) he begins to very quickly make an attempt to speak to me in short spurts and/or code this real dialogue. He is telling me to meet him somewhere on another day at a specific time (for the purpose of continuing our resistance effort dialugue with less restrictions) - Saturday at 4 pm maybe but I don't remember where. At that moment he recieves a call on his cellphone from some military authority - my handler lady, I think. She asks him about me specifically and where I am and so he tells her that all is fine that I simply stopped by at his workstation for a visit. But the authorities apparently know immediately that something is ary and they send some military 'grunts' to the room to get me.

They lead me back down the smaller hallway and into the lobby area where my handler lady is waiting with some others - I seem to have the knowing that one/some of the others are the 'higher up' authorities over the handler lady. And I know they are about to pass strict judgement/penalty on me for my insubordination in not immediately returning to my room after my duties. There's some high powerful authority - the handler lady's boss maybe - and he immediately causes me to be thrust into mid air in the center of the lobby room and suspended up in the center for all to see. The lobby is a sort of 'public' area of the base so that means any workers/passers by would be able to see what was happening to me. I recieve the knowing that the penalty for my disobediance is death and so at this point I am expecting to be killed as my punishment. And I also seem to automatically be drugged by the authority who is holding me there - in mid air in the lobby. The drugs make me disoriented and submissive. Then I seem to feel some sense of remorse or repentance for my disobediance and am almost pleading for my very life to this powerfuyl authority figure. I also seem to remember making some weak effort to escape the levetation effect he held me in by moving myself out/away from it but the authority figure man made a mockery of my effort by swinging me around and to the side to, apparently, demonstrate his control over his subject. He swung me off to the side and then around in a little circle in mid air before bringing me down closer to the ground right in front of him. They communicate to me the knowing that I would be allowed to live (even thought the usual punishment is death) and then the man may have asked me whether I would accept a shot of drugs in a large syringe containing a mysterious bright green liquid substance as punishment for my disobediance (even though I had already been effected with some kind of disorienting drug/effect only moments prior). I refused, and so what he did instead was hand me another large syringe containing a mysterious bright orange liquid substance. I took it with my hand and thought they were going to make me administer it to myself but I knew that I would not do this. So I looked at the man and asked him what the hell I would want this for and he tells me, "Extreme pain relief - put it in your pocket." (for later) So I put it in my pocket being careful not to stick myself with it and they let me off and lead me back to my room.

When I get back to my room I am still disoriented from the drug treatment which was 'automatically' given me while in mid-air and I know that I am being punished and should not expect to be leaving my quarters anytime soon. I walk over to the dresser and look into the mirror in front of me and I see myself - my real face as it exists in waking life - but something is different. My eye sockets seem larger and my eyes also are too big and slightly dialated. I remember thinking that my eyes look slightly similar to that of a gray alien, being larger than normal eye sockets. And then I look at the dresser counter top and see various things sitting there and realize that I am having a bit of a hard time seeing straight.

At some point I seem to disassociate with myself and percieve the person in the room as being someone else. Like I'm watching a movie of this person being locked in there just like I was. The person I was watching was a conspiracy/spiritual writer who had had something to do with the MILABS information as it relates to being presented to the general public at large. He was someone who had taken his knowledge of MILAB type abduction scenerios and presented it to the public and I seemed to know that this was what he was being punished for. But I also seemed to know that he was in the precise situation that I was in being locked in there as punishment for prior disobediance and so there he was in my room, behind the wooden boards. But he was a very knowledgable researcher who knew a lot about symbolism and conspiracy type info. So what I remember was that even though he knew he was locked in there for the 'crime' of exposing conspiracies to the public - and even though he was awaiting the punishment of death for this 'crime' - he was still adamant and determined to continue his effort to expose this information about MILABS abductions and what specifically had happened to _him_ while he was held captive. So there was this long (12+ ft.) screen out in the large hallway just beyond the wooden boards and on this screen was all the information from this man's symbolism research as it would be presented to be given to the public. And at this point, _I_ myself, was behind the wooden boards in the room and this researcher man was out in the hall giving a presentation using the screen to illustrate all of his points. Lots of information was presented. I don't remember much of it other than it involved all kinds of different diagrams and complex images. Then after that I remember the man being back inside the room and he is actually giving some internet presentation to the world/public. He is _frantic_ and very passionate about informing people that he is now held against his will in this place and that he is awaiting death and that his abduction and imprisionment is tied in with the whole MILABS abduction information, etc.

Xenopope, do you remember how you'd gotten to the base, initially, or did the "dream" start after you'd already arrived.  It sounds like you'd been there a few times before, too (even though you hadn't had any conscious memory of it before).... I wonder if it could have been part of a recovered memory that had been blocked?... or did it feel like this happened in real time last night?  Was the researcher's presentations the last thing that you recalled before waking up? 

Sorry, I know I always ask you a thousand questions about your dreams, but I find it weird that we both had dreams concerning MILAB scenarios and injections, which is something that is "a first" for us both, too.  (although mine was very indirect, yours sounds like SednaShere said, matching other people's experiences)

Wondering if "they're" making the rounds, so to speak?  Or are we beginning to break the mind-control barrier and starting to remember?  Either way, it'll be interesting to hear if anyone else had any MILAB related dreams last night (or will have any soon)?

That is really interesting!  I wonder if you might have actually had an OBE, and popped into the researcher's body, seeing/knowing his life for that while, and you later separated from his actual body, after you looked into the mirror.  Or...what if there's a clone of you that they have?  (okay, that was an "out there" theory)  But it seems that there was/is some sort of "connection" that ties/d you two together.... Fascinating!

Whoa, Mutant Mouse!.. I guess you should be careful when driving and make sure your seat belt is on then!

Did the other time you had a similar theme in a dream (with one dream telling you to remember the previous one) also carry a warning or prediction of some sort?  And did it come true?