Dreams (Page 5 of 31)

This crossed my mind, because that means everything is mostly empty.  Is it a lesson on bending reality?  Plus, it is thought by some that the foundation of everything is thought, which means that perhaps what things are mostly thought.

I think the thing that one has to learn is to KNOW these things, not just assume or pretend, or to force yourself into seeing reality a certain way.  "It is the will of the spoon you must bend."

Thought I'd resurrect this thread because I have been having some majorly WEIRD, outright negative dreams this week.  Last night's takes the cake though.  It went from being horror-movie creepy to suddenly spinning off into aliens and possible suppressed abduction memories.  Just trippy.   It started out weird from the beginning, but just got progressively darker and darker, very quickly.

I'll just try to summarize it in a nutshell:   There was a helicopter crashing under a bridge;  then scene switch to my old house in CT where I grew up as a kid, which is where the rest of the dream took place --  me discussing all the recent train derailments and how they're all being done on purpose -- which led to an ear ringing in my right ear, loud in clear, in the dream -- then there was a coffin with a "dead" old guy with white hair in it, recently dead, but not fully dead, and I was pushing the coffin around trying to rearrange it, then I had to climb inside the coffin to rearrange the guy inside, and I was like, "oh my god, I HATE coffins!!  I HATE these things, they're so GROSS!   Ew, those satin pillows, that's so NASTY!"  Was just getting all squeamish about it, and the corpse, and how these coffins are all fancy and satiny just to house some corpse that's going to get all rotten and nasty.  The old guy wasn't actually dead though, which is why I put dead in quotes.  His skin and stuff looked dead, but yet he was still alive, and smiling, but with his mouth hanging open in a dumb grin and his eyes staring up at the ceiling.  I wondered to myself why they hadn't stitched his eyes closed.....Scene switch to where I discovered that the weird speckled puke green colored rose that was outside the coffin as a decoration was actually made from dead people....right then all the lights went out in the house and I jumped up to flick the light switch on the wall back on, flipping it on off on off, but nothing happened.  Tried the switch next to it, but nothing.  I ran into the bathroom that was right off the bedroom and tried that switch, but still nothing.  No lights.   Left in the darkness.    I kept saying out loud, "ohhh nooooooooooooo!"  kind of joking, but not really, realizing that "they" had arrived, and they'd killed the power -  their standard mode of operation.    Kill the lights, then swoop in.   I ran down the darkened hallway still saying to myself, "ohhh noooooooo!" joking but yet feeling fear, and threw open the door that led down a flight of stairs to the livingroom, and sure enough, I saw the silhouette of an alien rapidly climbing up the stairs, very stealth.     This is where it just got very dark, (as if the rest of the dream wasn't dark enough!)   

This thing had a bald head and very long, skinny arms that were probably twice the length of a human's.   He moved as if crouched down while climbing the stairs very quickly, with those long skinny arms sticking out.....imagine Gollum, from Lord of the Rings....something very similar to that, but more sinister, because this was "real", and looked like an alien.  Sleek, thin, and stealth, almost insect-like I guess you could say.   I couldn't see any facial features because it was too dark.  But there was just enough light to make out the silhouette rapidly approaching up the stairs, which is actually more creepy then seeing something in bright light.  But you can mimic what I'm talking about - bend your knees so you're crouched, then see what it would be like to rapidly climb stairs in the crouch, being stealth, with your arms moving to help you along.  Just the way this thing moved...and only seeing the silhouette....VERY creepy.

I stood there, feeling panic at first watching him rapidly approach up the stairs towards me to come "get" me, and instead of freezing in paralysis, or turning to run, I instead just hurled myself straight at him, down the stairs.  I knew I couldn't outrun him, you can't hide.   So if I was going down, then he was too.    The very last part of the dream was me lightly bumping into him as I fell down through the air, down the stairs, then him disappearing as I continued to fall.   I was now faced back towards the door at the top of the stairs, and my very last thought as I fell was,  "i bet something like this happened to me when I was a kid, where i was abducted at night in the house just like this, but i just don't remember it......."

Then I woke up, all my nerves standing on end, my heart racing.

Edit:     Adding this as well:    I also had a "fear extraction" dream last week, where something "came around" and hijacked one of my dreams so it suddenly took a dark and sinister turn.   In the middle of the dream my eyes flew wide open - the same way if there was a person in the room standing over you watching you and you were able to sense that and wake up - and I saw some kind of weird entity thing hovering over me which pulled back in surprise when my eyes flew open.   It was shaped like a little sun, with wavy "rays" around it, really weird I know.   But it pulled back and up and away from me and retreated up to the darkest corner of the room, to my left, which I thought was interesting.    Says to me that it was a real entity.   They usually don't like light.  (we have 2 night lights on in the room, and it avoided the areas that were lit with the nightlights.)    I just laid there, thinking that I should feel fear, but yet didn't, I was just riveted mostly and watched with intrigue to see what this thing would do now that it had been busted.   It retreated up to the dark corner then faded away....

lyra, I hate to be the one to suggest this, but perhaps that WAS a cover for an abduction, and your subconscious knows that you can't fight against their will anymore. I'm not implying that you're mentally weak or not strong-willed but that your own will isn't strong enough to overcome the aliens' intentions to abduct you or at least interact with you in some way. Thus you had that desperate last minute backlash just to show them you're not going without a fight. If it wasn't a cover for actual abduction then it may have just been your mind trying to give you that message, that you won't go without a fight when they do try to take you.

Hi everybody - thanks for the feedback and ideas, I appreciate the different theories and will ponder the possibilities.   I know there's SOMETHING going on with this dream, it's not "just a dream", it's just a matter of figuring it out.    Interestingly enough, when I think about the bald head of the insect-like alien that was coming up the stairs I remember the round bed posts on my bed as a kid..........which I was terrified of!   When I was really little, like 3 and 4, I used to get hysterical and scream and cry about "the woodens!  the woodens!!!"   That was what I named the bed posts.   I didn't see bed posts when I looked at them, I saw round (bald) heads and it scared the crap out of me.   My dad reminded me about this a couple of years ago when I broached the abduction topic with him, and his military background, trying to get answers.    He said he "wondered" about my terror of the bedposts.   Seemed a little odd, to say the least......makes me wonder......

morningsun76, I really liked your idea of suppressed memories coming out when we're psychologically ready to handle them.   I've been dismissive for the past couple of years of any potential personal involvement in alien abductions.     But since reading the Karla Turner book, I've had second thoughts, and I'm definitely at a stronger place mentally and psychologically in life then I've ever been before.    I've been able to tackle the world of 3D head on and fearlessly in life...but it's taken YEARS to build immunity to fear regarding the paranormal and any supressed memories.   Slowly but surely I've gotten stronger.   So maybe this dream is representative of that.   I mean hell, I threw myself right at the f***** in my dream!        Like Come on!  Let's go!        Could also be a masked abduction attempt mixed with real memories, like freeme said too.   But I really hope it's not what seeker suggests...my mind giving me a message that I can't fight them anymore!    yikes.   I can fight them...just raise my frequency......

Hi morningsun,

That's awesome....!   I totally agree with you about online networking.  I do think that publishing your experiences....or at least keeping a private log book to document things you remember for your own personal use......does help a HUGE deal.   It acknowledges that there's something worth investigating - as Karla Turner noted, many abductees have this interesting habit of just passively dismissing the most crazy experiences and then moving on as if they never happened - so a personal log book or public documentation helps combat that phenomenon.   I've DEFINITELY had this, too many times to count.    And like you said it is rewarding and fun.   I admit, I LOVE putting my stuff "out there" on this forum, I just love it.  I know that people are reading it, there are people who are going to relate, it's going to trigger stuff, and cause a chain reaction, and that's good.   !  It's exactly what they don't want.   So I'm there!      

Your increase in ear ringings and mutings is REALLY interesting as well.   I can say that when I started finally paying attention to stuff in the summer / fall of 2002, that's when my ear ringings increased a hundredfold.   I was just getting them all the time then.   So I see a direct correlation between waking up and becoming aware and paying attention and questioning your own reality and an increase in ear ringings.   Try not to be discouraged by them....I think if anything, it just means you're on the right track.   They can't keep you in the dark forever, right?   If you do indeed have stuff going on, you're going to have to find out sooner or later whether they like it or not.   And that's when it'll be "the right book at the right time" or the right website, or the right messageboard forum, or whatever the case may be.

Like you I used to doubt personal involvement with aliens...because I didn't have any actual memories of "aliens."   I'd only had about 3 or 4 "dreams" about UFO's.  (getting back to the whole dreams thing... )    I've had several "dreams" about seeing a UFO take off, in broad daylight -- leaving without me -- to which I would freak out and begin chasing after it, hysterically, wanting desparately to go with it.   Just hysterical that it was leaving, without me.    This scenario appears in the Karla Turner book actually, I was a little surprised to see that.    Finally the UFO would always relent in these "dreams" and I would find myself being lifted up into the air, pulled in to the UFO, feeling myself suspended in mid air, lifting higher and higher off the ground, in a state of total bliss.   

I had another bizarre "alien" "dream" in 2002.  I'd just moved to Florida, my very first week in fact while I was still in the motel before I got my apartment.   I had a dream early one morning in the motel - there was a black background, and an illuminated rainbow.  It looked lit from within, just this big glowing, illuminated rainbow.  Then, two UFOs appeared in the field of view, one on each side, and they decended down as if to land.   Then my field of view was filled with various "Gray" faces.    They all looked the same, yet I could distinguish each one somehow, don't ask me how.   I had THE most intense urge I've ever had to get out of my body.  I've never felt anything like it.  I was straining with all my might to yank myself out of my body and get to those Grays.  With everything I had I pulled upwards towards them.   I made it halfway out of my body and that's right when my cat became alarmed, meowed, and ran to me from across the room, jumped on the bed, jumped on my chest and got right up in my face, meowing, concerned.    Because she did that I snapped to my senses and woke up and fell back into my body.   I just laid there for a few seconds, confused, like WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?!?   My cat was still with me, concerned, looking at me like "are you OKAY??"    Kinda cute.   

But other than that, I had no reason to suspect actual "alien" abductions.        Actually, my focus has been soley on MILAB stuff for the past 2 years, and then with the one memory I do have of an abduction in 2001 where I saw myself surrounded by Grays, I was told by the C's that it was actually a military abduction screen memory.   So as far as I was concerned, I just had MILAB stuff going on.  I DO remember 2 "dreams" as a kid of a HIGHLY suspicious nature...but which involved people.   Not aliens.   Humans in white coats.    But now I'm rethinking things.   Actually, I was told by my brother who was told by um, a "special source" that I was indeed abducted as a kid, and not by humans.   But who knows.   But I'm trying to get to the bottom of it all.   Keep searching, is all I can recommend to anyone.    If you want, email me, you have my email address.