Strange, MILABS-esque dream two or three nights ago:
Long story short, I found myself in a bed in some room that I've never seen before, like a real bedroom in a house, although who knows where, and I became aware that something was trying to pull me out of my body. In real life when this has happened, such as with an attemped abduction, I've felt this swirling "wind" that has even made my hair feel like it's blowing around, and have heard a "whooshing" noise. So in this dream I looked around with astral eyes and saw my hair swirling all about and felt the wind and whooshing. Somehow pulled myself out of the situation and thwarted whatever was happening to me - woke up in the dream bed to see (and this is really weird!) a very large human male head coming out of the wall, about three times bigger than a normal head.....but only his head was able to get through. It was a lot like one of those mounted moose heads. His body was stuck on the other side of the wall, since I abruptly cut in and stopped whatever was happening. His eyes were looking upwards and his mouth was open, in a caricature of "ahhhh!" He slowly withdrew back into the wall.
I was now sitting up in the bed, looking at big mirror in front of me which had waves rippling through it that looked like when you toss pebbles into a body of water. I knew that "they" would be back to try to get to me again, they weren't going to just give up after one try.
So I was just calmly waiting for them, to go up against them. Meanwhile, my mom of all people comes into the room and I begin explaining to her about how "they" were coming to get me, and they're going to come back through the mirror. She immediately started to leave, not believing me and wanting no part of my gibberish, and I knew it sounded completely nuts, but I calmly waved her over to me saying, "Come here, look at the mirror....come here and just look. You'll see the waves. You see the waves?" and I pointed to the ripples and waves in the "activated' mirror. I was able to get my mom to see the waves, and to know that indeed, "something" was up here, and the mirror was a portal to "their" realm. She turned to leave again, now believing me, but wanting no part of this nonsense!
(in real life i have no relationship with my mom....so it's weird that she of all people would be in my dream. On the rare occasions when I do dream about her, she'll have a child-ish personality, very immature, crazy, and unable to handle anything that's happening, cold and detached, while I'm always in the role of the calm adult, taking charge, which was like our personalities and our reversed roles in real life.)
So now I'm back to being alone in the room, sitting on the bed facing the rippling mirror.....and here we go......here they come, back again..........the mirror begins swirling and rippling and glowing with light as "they" try to come back through again to nab me for a second time, but I calmly sit there and hold my right hand up to the mirror and say "NOOOOOOOO." Very firm and calm, mentallly pushing them backward through the mirror again to their own realm, and it feels like a big wave ripples all of reality, not just the mirror. It's a very strange, exhilerating feeling. But it works, and they're pushed back through the mirror, but I in turn also fly backwards. I feel myself flying backwards very rapidly, then up, up, up, and away........suddenly high in the air, flying about over some dreamscape industrial city far below, in some flying vehicle, but I don't know what it is.....it almost seems like a broomstick
And David Bowie is there, as Jerreth the Goblin King from "Labyrinth," a MAJOR mind control symbolism dream/illusion vs. reality movie.
Crazy almost halluciogenic sounding dream if I ever saw! What a trip. The following night I had another almost halluncinogenic dream, but not of a MILABS nature. Just rapid action, vivid imagery switching from one bizarre thing to the next, including somebody flicking their own eyeballs back into their head, and somebody shaving their head to reveal the top of their head removed, and their brain. !!! Among other things. I don't normally have dreams like this. I'm not on meds, and don't take drugs, don't even drink anything anymore. So who knows.
The first dream was REALLY symbolic though and meaningful. I'd like to think that maybe it was representative of an actual tug-of-war taking place against me and something else in another realm, but who knows.
"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "Holy shit ... what a ride!" - Anonymous
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