How Reptillian Eyes Work

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I just woke up not too long ago. I've been over some responses to some of my other threads and posts. I will reply to them soon, because I want to get this out of the way before I forget. Last night, I while I was asleep, I learned in great detail how reptilian eyes work and how to find out of someone is reptilian!

Now of course, I use the term "reptilian" very loosely, because I do not know what to personally believe in regard to all this "reptilian" talk. I sincerely don't. I find it hard to believe that there are "humans" walking this planet that have "reptilian" DNA and therefore have slit eyes (which is what so many people believe). If there are such creatures walking the earth, they're not human. That's all I can say.

However, I do wholeheartedly believe that there are in fact entities around, somewhere, either in this dimension or another that have eyes like this. I am not going to exaggerate and try to say that I know all about everything, because I plain out don't.

Having said all of the above, last night I was shown CLEARLY how those eyes work. I also found that if you make one of these entities/reptilians "angry" they're eyes will become as slits. However, the pupils aren't always slit. They are round, and they only become slit afterwards. This was a very interesting dream that I had.

I was in a very large structure. It looked oddly like a castle. However, it was rather modern inside. It wasn't like bluestone and timber with motes and lanterns. It looked as if the place was VERY old but had been looked after and modernized as time went by. It had all mod cons, so to speak. The place was HUGE.

In the dream I was in a hallway. It was very wide, maybe 30 feet. It was probably about 200 feet long. On each side there were murals and carvings and all sorts of things. It was decorated. It was of a light color, not dark and dank or anything.

Then, all of the sudden the floor cracked open down the middle. Then, the rest of the floor shattered -- kind of like if you hit laminated glass with a hammer. It cracked into millions of tiny pieces. Then it became to churn and the floor started to disappear into the ground below. I have no idea why I didn't get churned up because I was standing on the same floor. I suspect that I wasn't really there, but I was just viewing the scene. But anyhow..

Before long, everything stopped rumbling and churning. The floor of that hallway had turned into, I guess, what resembled a trench. The trench didn't have straight walls. It was shaped more like a "V". The sides of the trench were like a fine powder. So if you were IN the trench, you had little chance of getting out easily, because any effort to scale the side would result in the sides of the trench basically swallowing you. It seemed to be designed as some sort of trap, or containment area to keep people away from the murals.

At the bottom of the trench there was a path. It was nice and straight. So you could still get from one end of the hall to the other. Then I heard someone say that it was not an accident that this place was protected, and the murals were protected.

Then, I found myself in a room, close by the hall -- but I was no longer in the hall. I was with a butler. The butler was supposed to look after me and serve me. Or at least, that is what he appeared to be doing. I was in a bed and I said that I was cold, so he gave me a blanket. Then another person came into the room and whispered to the butler. The butler looked at me. Then I realized that they were confining me. It turned out that the butler was not my butler at all, but more like a guard. I perceived that they had taken my things and were selling them -- and were keeping me out of the process.

I became angry and I got out of the bed. I walked to the butler and there was an argument. I told him that it was not up to him to sell any of my things and that they were MINE. The basic gist of my anger was: Who do you think you are?

Then he became angry and as I looked into his pupils, they went from round to slit. Then I realized that he was not even human and a moment later I was flying across the room, as if I was hit by a bus. He told me that he has much more strength than me and that there's nothing I could do about it. I told, him in return, that he does not and that I am going down, out of that room, to prevent the sale of my things. I left and there was nothing he could do to stop me. The only reason he was able to throw me so hard the first time was because it was unexpected and I didn't realize that he had that strength.

Then I found myself down in some sort of foyer, where there was a heap of bargaining going on. All of these people were like the butler. I didn't see slit eyes or anything, but I just knew. So I left the place to find help. As I was leaving, I came across one woman who was not one of them. It was someone I knew - apparently. After a short discussion with her, it was decided that there will have to be a war.

The next thing I knew, I was in the midst of a battle. It was basically me and the woman mentioned previously (both with brown hair) against one other man and woman who had blonde hair - except they also had slit eyes.

The war seemed to go for a long time. I remember parts of the war seemed to look as if they were 60 odd years ago, maybe more. Other parts towards the end seemed to be set in modern times. However,k the war went for a LONG time and seems to have still not ended.

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Out of all of this - the thing that I remember most were those slit eyes. The eyes of the butler, how the pupils went from "round" to "slit". I have never really given much thought to slit eyes, or how they work. I am not a person who really gives much "credence" to "reptilians" walking the earth. But this dream was very interesting and very detailed in the way I saw those eyes.

I saw an extreme close up of those eyes, and can remember vividly. So, if there ARE any "reptilians" or some other entity with those eyes, I have learned that to make the pupils go for round to slit - MAKE THEM ANGRY! Once they are angry, their eyes will morph from round to split.

In any case, these entities are obviously evil. Whether they're actually walking the earth, or are demonic - taking on human form, or are only in spirit and only come in dreams, or some other realm that dreams are connected to. I don't know. But I would think a good way to make them angry, would be to tell them that "Jesus is Lord". I'll be certainly trying that one if I ever find myself in a similar situation -- whether it be asleep or awake.

I also found that there's nothing overly special about them. I was thrown across the room like a rag doll by one -- but I was able to do the same thing in return if I wanted to. I just chose not to. I was more concerned about going to find out who was selling my stuff. I had bigger fish to fry. I wasn't hurt by him throwing me like that. It seemed to be more of a symbolic act, more than anything else. A tantrum of sorts.

I was never afraid at any time. I was just angry that they went behind my back, lied, sold my things and then had the audacity to throw ME across the room for becoming disgruntled about the whole situation. However, the end result was generations of war - which I perceive has STILL not ended.