Topic: My freaky night life. .

Well this post kind of dovetails off of the thread in another section, but I think it belongs better here. 

I have had ongoing for several years now strange experiences at night where I seem to be out of body, and aware of what is going on, but not quite lucid.  Almost like a drugged feeling.

It always begins with music.  I am in between the waking and sleep state, and then all of a sudden I will hear a song in my mind.  Not like just thinking about a song, or remembering a song.  But full on.  Multiple intruments, very complex music.  Very detailed.  And it seems to trigger this state that I am talking about.

Well a few nights ago it happened again, except this time I didn't feel like the music was coming from within my own mind.  I had the distinct feeling that it was being broadcasted from a nearby location in the room.

I got out of bed (not with my body mind you) and walked over to a wall that is adjacent to my bed.  It sounded like the music was coming from the wall, as if there were a speaker embedded there.  So I step back from the wall and look again, and to my surprise there is a panel of one-way glass in the wall, and a door off to the left.

So I go through the door and enter into what looks like a control room.  There is all sorts of electronic equipment and computers and monitors and such! Well at this point I started to get pretty excited and popped right back into my body. 

So the music starts back up and I get up again.  Only this time it seems to be coming from the other side of the room from a piece of furniture.  So I go over to the furniture and look around, but cannot find where the music is coming from. 

So then I decide that I am going to leave the house because it is kind of freaking me out.  I go downstairs and open the front door and walk outside. . only it's not the outside of my house, its the entrance to this mammoth white cylindrical building.  There was a name on the building but for the life of me I cannot remember what it said. 

The only thing I remember next is walking towards the building, as if to enter, and then I woke up the next morning. 

How's that for strange?

It is not for us to understand love, but simply to make space for it.

Re: My freaky night life. .

That reminds me of how in the movie Monsters, Inc. the critters, while in their realm,  open doorways directly into the bedrooms of sleeping children.

I take this as just yet more anecdotal evidence that points in the direction of an interdimensional aspect to the strangeness many of us are experiencing.

3 (edited by seeker 2005-10-02 17:01:33)

Re: My freaky night life. .

I was just going to post about something very similar -- that is, the astral planes that we experience and visit while sleeping.

Sometimes I will "awake" also into the astral planes in the middle of the night. I'm fully aware that my body is asleep while this is happening. Often I will hear very detailed conversations, music, and other sounds. Just the other night I had an experience where I kept going to and from different (for lack of a better word) realities within the atral plane. This was a conscious effort on my part, as I realized I could control "where" I was at a particular time. The different realities were characterized mainly by the sounds I heard. For instance, the first reality I visited consisted only of loud wind-gushing sounds.

Then I "shifted" to another reality which was silent but I felt the presence of negative ill-intentioned entities so I quickly moved on. Next I started hearing some really beautiful music. This was cool so I shifted a few more times to hear different songs. Then I shifted again and heard what sounded like a TV news broadcast. I did this a couple more times and ended up in realities where I actually saw people walking around in addition to the sounds.

The weirdest part about this experience was the physical feeling throughout it. I stayed in my body the whole time actually (because I was too afraid or didn't know how to leave it) but I felt this intense buzzing sensation concentrated in my neck and head, like an electric charge. I've had lots of other experiences though where I astral travelled and did leave my body, walked around my home which looked fairly normal with the exception of some very crazy visuals when I go/look outside. The buzzing is obviously gone though when you leave your body because you're don't have a physical means of feeling it anymore.

tenetnosce-- You didn't mention if the music you heard was stuff you already knew. The music I hear on the astral planes is completely new music that I've never heard before. But it's so complex and melodic that I find it very unlikely that my mind could make it up on the fly, when it takes me weeks to come up with a good song to write while awake. Therefore I can only conclude that it comes from another reality or realm outside of my mind. One of the songs I heard, actually, was a rock song with a female vocalist. The lyrics have been stuck in my head for several days now. I've tried Googling the lyrics to find out if the song exists in this reality but I haven't found it yet. *shrug*

About your experience -- it sounds like when you entered the white building it triggered a shift from conscious astral plane travelling to subconscious dreaming, which is why you don't remember anything after. So the "entrance" was a sort of symbolism within your mind.

4 (edited by tenetnosce 2005-10-02 21:52:47)

Re: My freaky night life. .

seeker wrote:

I felt this intense buzzing sensation concentrated in my neck and head, like an electric charge.

I have felt that before as well, but only a few times.  The last time was while I was getting a jin-shin session by a friend of mine.  It sort of builds up and then there is a "pop" and I am out of body.

seeker wrote:

You didn't mention if the music you heard was stuff you already knew.

Generally speaking, the music is not something I have heard before, though it takes the form of many different genres.  Usually it does not have lyrics, but as I recall, it has once or twice.

It is not for us to understand love, but simply to make space for it.