Strange Dreams

[Vivexa]

Hello,

I've been a shy reader of this Forum for a long time but now the time has come for me to make my first post :blushing:

I would love to have some input on a couple of Dreams I had recently.

1. This is not a Dream really but I'm not sure I was totally awake even though I thought I was.

Early morning of august 17 I woke up from the alarm on my phone. Snoozed it and was just lying with eyes open and trying to wake up (hence why I believe I was somewhat awake). Then from nowhere I heard this mans voice and it sounded like it came from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear, saying: Don't collab! Me with Ne! The last part sounded "mee with nee". It just got me jumping out of bed, both a bit scared and puzzled. First phrase sounded like an order and the last part like a code of some sort.

2. This dream I had today October 27, early morning.

I was pregnant and due to give birth (I'm not fertile anymore and my youngest child is 28). I was with the father, who I'm not sure who it was, in a maternity ward, birthing place. I knew it was time because my skin on my stomach was "see-through", rubbery-like and I felt some slight pain. Then another couple were passing through the room and I felt like I knew them. They already had their baby and I congratulated them. Then I looked down on my belly and saw through the skin that my baby hadn't turned head down yet.. so I panicked but also knew I had to fix it. I took hold of the baby and because my skin was like rubber I manage to turn it around and then I gave birth to a girl. I was amazed that I didn't feel any pain. With the baby in my arms I saw some shards of Slate lying around and became afraid that the baby would put some in her mouth. The baby then took one and held it and made a motion with it like she wanted to comb her hair but she was in no harm. Then I had to see the doctor to make sure the placenta came out ok and it was weird because I had to balance on a kind of hospital bed without mattress with the doctor lying on the floor, pulling the umbilical cord but before he knew it it was just out on the floor, looking huge but fine. Then I woke up totally puzzled and exhausted :ROFL:

If anyone has any input or want to help me interpret I will be happy. I usually have many vivid dreams, some I can just discard and some I can relate to what's going on in my life at the moment. However these two puzzles me. And as English is not my first language, please ignore bad grammar or spelling :blushing:

[Bill Ryan]

1. This is not a Dream really but I'm not sure I was totally awake even though I thought I was.

Early morning of august 17 I woke up from the alarm on my phone. Snoozed it and was just lying with eyes open and trying to wake up (hence why I believe I was somewhat awake). Then from nowhere I heard this mans voice and it sounded like it came from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear, saying: Don't collab! Me with Ne! The last part sounded "mee with nee". It just got me jumping out of bed, both a bit scared and puzzled. First phrase sounded like an order and the last part like a code of some sort.

Thanks, and a very warm welcome to the forum! :sun: :flower::sun:

Replying to your first incident, I had a very similar experience. It was over 15 years ago, when I was having a bunch of trouble with a particular problem, really wrestling with it.

Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head — exactly as you described: "from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear". The voice said: "Do you need help?"

I felt I knew where it had come from — a good friend, on the other side of the Atlantic, who I knew was very psychic and gifted. I called her up, and told her what had happened.

"Oh, good, you heard me!" she said.

:)

[Brigantia]

Hi Vivexa! Just an idea about your second dream with the theme of birth - are you planning on starting anything new, such as a project, job, moving house? If so, this could be processing any anxieties that you may feel about it.

This is only a generalisation as the symbolism is personal to you.

[Vivexa]

Thank you! :)

I thought for a while I was going crazy. I haven't had anything like that happen before.

The voice was a man's and with an American accent. I don't know anyone in the USA or anywhere with that kind of accent. I wouldn't use the word "collab" which I interpret as "collaborate", collab to me sounds like a short or slang word. But it felt like it was telling me to not collaborate.. with what I'm not yet aware of but it made me more cautious of what I'm doing or agree to. The second part is still a mystery :sherlock:

[Brigantia]

Just one more thing to note about the birth dream - despite what may seem to be mishaps along the way, everything in the dream turns out fine in the end, so I think there's a message there!

[Vivexa]

Hi Vivexa! Just an idea about your second dream with the theme of birth - are you planning on starting anything new, such as a project, job, moving house? If so, this could be processing any anxieties that you may feel about it.

This is only a generalisation as the symbolism is personal to you.

I'm so new at this :) my answers might end up wrong, please be patient while I figure it out :)

Thank you!

And you're actually on point here.. I just didn't think it would affect my Dreams or anything in particular. I'm relocating back to Sweden from UK and it has caused some stress. That could be it. I just didn't see it. I've always been a practical person dealing with whatever comes along. Never before though, have I had dreams like this before something new, may it have been projects, relocation etc. Thanks for opening my eyes a bit more! :bigsmile:

[Bill Ryan]

Thank you! :)

I thought for a while I was going crazy. I haven't had anything like that happen before.

The voice was a man's and with an American accent. I don't know anyone in the USA or anywhere with that kind of accent. I wouldn't use the word "collab" which I interpret as "collaborate", collab to me sounds like a short or slang word. But it felt like it was telling me to not collaborate.. with what I'm not yet aware of but it made me more cautious of what I'm doing or agree to. The second part is still a mystery :sherlock:One thing you could do — if you feel brave enough! :flower: — is to "send out" a telepathic message to him in reply to please repeat and clarify.

You may get more communication, if this is someone who's somehow tuned into you remotely and (maybe!) trying to help.

[thepainterdoug]

Hi Vivexa and welcome to Avalon.

Im not sure about your dream but i have been looking into OBE out of body experiences. They do tie into dreams and dreaming. We do leave our body at night. It may be off the topic but I thought you would benefit seeing this site https://www.monroeinstitute.org
Robert Monroe spoke about a loud voice that comes to us internally, not by ear. I have had it happen several times. Someone called out loud DOUG! one night while sleeping. VERY STRANGE
regradless, hope you hear more about Colab.

doug

[Denise/Dizi]

1. This is not a Dream really but I'm not sure I was totally awake even though I thought I was.

Early morning of august 17 I woke up from the alarm on my phone. Snoozed it and was just lying with eyes open and trying to wake up (hence why I believe I was somewhat awake). Then from nowhere I heard this mans voice and it sounded like it came from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear, saying: Don't collab! Me with Ne! The last part sounded "mee with nee". It just got me jumping out of bed, both a bit scared and puzzled. First phrase sounded like an order and the last part like a code of some sort.

Thanks, and a very warm welcome to the forum! :sun: :flower::sun:

Replying to your first incident, I had a very similar experience. It was over 15 years ago, when I was having a bunch of trouble with a particular problem, really wrestling with it.

Suddenly, I heard a voice in my head — exactly as you described: "from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear". The voice said: "Do you need help?"

I felt I knew where it had come from — a good friend, on the other side of the Atlantic, who I knew was very psychic and gifted. I called her up, and told her what had happened.

"Oh, good, you heard me!" she said.

:)

The strangest part of communications such as this, is realizing that indeed someone outside you is communicating with your mind remotely.. Whether using tech or telepathically.... The first time I experienced this I couldn't believe it, yet they were using language I never use.. So I had to resign myself to become a believer that such things were possible!

It would be easy to dismiss as it came in my inner voice.. as my mind being tired or overworked, but when the grammer is different and the tone in which the actual voice messages come through different, one can not ignore it certainly isn't their own imagination playing tricks with them! Especially when it lines up with something that you're actually doing or seeking..

I am so glad that you shared this comment Bill... Thank You. I think it will help with many others believing this is even possible.

[rgray222]

I have been reading a lot of Carl Jung lately, what got me started down that path was his interpretation of his own and his client's dreams.

And surprisingly enough, Jung did not believe that dreams need to be interpreted for them to perform their function. Instead, he suggested that dreams are doing the work of integrating our conscious and unconscious lives; he called this the process of individuation. It’s easiest to think of individuation as the mind’s quest for wholeness, or that quality of applied wisdom that separates elders from grumpy old men.

While it is not required to work with your dreams it does hasten the process along. Some of his own dreams took weeks, months and even years to figure out. He did not go through an elaborate process he simply thought about dreams from time to time and applied them to certain aspects of his life in the conscious world.

[Mike Gorman]

It is very nice to hear from you Vivexa! In my experience it is usually the quietest people who manifest the most remarkable insight, and experiences, their 'shyness' is simply a self managed 'Quality Control' you prefer to hang back and consider if the ground is truly safe before exposing your under belly! Excuse my presumption there. I wonder if the dream in your maternity hospital was influenced by 'laughing gas' or perhaps 'Pethidine'? I had a bizarre reaction to anaesthetic when I was about 7, I had the most incredible dream while having teeth removed; giving birth is a traumatic event, all kinds of hormones and organic substances are at work.
I have always thought sleep, and dreams represent us returning to our natural habitat, why do we need to sleep each night, surely this is a biological weakness, a vulnerability?
Just some thoughts, I am so pleased you took the risk and posted.

[Ratszinger]

Hello,

I've been a shy reader of this Forum for a long time but now the time has come for me to make my first post :blushing:

I would love to have some input on a couple of Dreams I had recently.

1. This is not a Dream really but I'm not sure I was totally awake even though I thought I was.

Early morning of august 17 I woke up from the alarm on my phone. Snoozed it and was just lying with eyes open and trying to wake up (hence why I believe I was somewhat awake). Then from nowhere I heard this mans voice and it sounded like it came from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear, saying: Don't collab! Me with Ne! The last part sounded "mee with nee". It just got me jumping out of bed, both a bit scared and puzzled. First phrase sounded like an order and the last part like a code of some sort.

2. This dream I had today October 27, early morning.

I was pregnant and due to give birth (I'm not fertile anymore and my youngest child is 28). I was with the father, who I'm not sure who it was, in a maternity ward, birthing place. I knew it was time because my skin on my stomach was "see-through", rubbery-like and I felt some slight pain. Then another couple were passing through the room and I felt like I knew them. They already had their baby and I congratulated them. Then I looked down on my belly and saw through the skin that my baby hadn't turned head down yet.. so I panicked but also knew I had to fix it. I took hold of the baby and because my skin was like rubber I manage to turn it around and then I gave birth to a girl. I was amazed that I didn't feel any pain. With the baby in my arms I saw some shards of Slate lying around and became afraid that the baby would put some in her mouth. The baby then took one and held it and made a motion with it like she wanted to comb her hair but she was in no harm. Then I had to see the doctor to make sure the placenta came out ok and it was weird because I had to balance on a kind of hospital bed without mattress with the doctor lying on the floor, pulling the umbilical cord but before he knew it it was just out on the floor, looking huge but fine. Then I woke up totally puzzled and exhausted :ROFL:

If anyone has any input or want to help me interpret I will be happy. I usually have many vivid dreams, some I can just discard and some I can relate to what's going on in my life at the moment. However these two puzzles me. And as English is not my first language, please ignore bad grammar or spelling :blushing:

Hello Vivexa.

I think your dream is about a new start, or a new beginning, probably a relationship. Let me explain. Its some sort of change in life and birth of something new going in a new direction. The babies all indicate something in the way of a change, or birth of something new. Panic, taking control of the situation, to make adjustments, and particularly the placenta at the end, all signifies to me a dependency and reliance on other people that has been let go or is no longer needed. Dropping the placenta is sure sign you have recently dropped a big burden in your own life, apparently tossed aside, looking big, huge even but it was fine now. So apparently before dream you were doing some kind of a delicate balancing act and it's now over. The dream seems to say it's a phase of life just passed with a new one, only slightly uncomfortable but with no pain is on the horizon. I also find it interesting how you zeroed in on "SLATE" because that in dream symbols is known for meaning potential, as well as information and knowledge. Everything in dream reflects back to self really.

The transparent skin is also a symbol to me anyway of your perception, or more specifically it indicates you are having some trouble perhaps concealing your discomfort with the new changes birthing in your life? The entire scene to me reads that you are dealing with some inner anxiety you cover well but it's there. Skin is our protective layer. So perhaps experiencing some anxieties about how you are being perceived by others during this 'birth of a new direction in life'. It's like you are admitting to yourself your guard is down some but you are in the right mindset about it and open to accepting help. The doctor aiding and then dropping the placenta at the end all = emotional/spiritual healing and the bed and the mattress are both prime indicators we are talking about your private or more intimate self so it seems to be a relationship change maybe as you had some issues balancing things to keep the peace and equal standing, or balance in the intimate settings hence the bed.

[Denise/Dizi]

I held back on replying about what the dream "Means"..

I sometimes think they're not telling us something in some "coded version of events"... that are nothing like what we normally experience... But perhaps instead, recall of something we may have actually experienced, or someone sharing their experiences with you, by way of placing you in their shoes when they had that experience. Quite simply, it was what it was...

I was shown myself piloting a spacecraft, "Joyriding" for all intents and purposes... With all four occupants dying after being shot at and the craft blowing apart. I assumed this was something they experienced and they were showing me so I would understand, or I was being shown how I previously died.

I feel sometimes we may be trying too hard to rationalize things that make no sense to us, when the truth is? Sometimes it is what it is.. We just can't file it into one of our "normal" brain files, so we decide we need more meaning to it. I believe this alone is the single most reason for why we tend to not get to the truth of many things, as we refuse to accept things for what they present as.

If a grey et stood in front of a room and spoke to 2,000 people, how long do you believe it would take before that simple grey et, or eben, suddenly took on the identity of a reptilian in gossip, or a demon, rather than being described as a being that was simply and honestly GREY and DIFFERENT?

I wonder how many people are often times speaking of the same things only clouding their info with others, merely by the filters they personally choose to use to describe such things? This is one thing I try very hard not to do, and as a result, I tend to write too much. But I feel it important we stop doing this. I wonder how many people have met the same beings I had, yet chose to describe them differently, giving them "Names", rather than what I saw? We will never get a clear photo of things until we all get on the same page, and I fer that adding meaning creates more of a divide in this way.

For example...

I have toured a spacecraft.. Saw the propulsion system, or parts of it and that room it was in.. I saw the navigation bridge as well... I was in a "lucid" dream state and very well could have been on the craft in a very subdued manner.. I had asked prior to falling asleep that evening to tour the craft, so when it happened I assumed that was exactly what I was experiencing, HOW they did it, didn't really matter much...

But I would never suggest that someone was showing me I would be eventually seeing new tech, or that someone was trying to merely tell me my dreams are "Out of this world" as a result of that dream. Instead, I tell what I saw when I was there, how it unfolded, etc. The dream, or experience as it was. Because that is what it was.. Plain and simple. Guessing at a different meaning, well, only adds more possibilities of what it "could have been" aside from a lucid dream, or me actually walking through a spacecraft... and meeting "Different" beings..

I prefer to limit the choices of what it was to what I got from the actual experience. It was one or the other in some form, that is something I KNOW..

I do wish you well in figuring it out! And thank you for sharing...

[Anka]

Hi Vivexa,

Thanks for sharing your experience.:flower:
Thank you for the naturalness with which you wrote it.
I don't think I'm in a position to give you any advice, but probably if we were both talking to each other over coffee one day, we together could probably guess what it might be about.:sun:
In the meantime, maybe it helps you with something that I am writing an experience that I had, here:

EXPERIENCERS: Sharing, Exploring, and Learning Together (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?105066-EXPERIENCERS-Sharing-Exploring-and-Learning-Together&p=1386419&viewfull=1#post1386419)

Take care :heart:

With love,
Anca

[Patient]

I just woke from a dream...maybe what some of you have said is true and maybe there is more as well.

I had a friend from almost 30 years ago - I met him at a job. We became good friends and about 7 or 8 years ago he passed from cancer. Well, I just spent the last 2 or 3 hours partying with him again. I had such a good time. I do not know the other people that were in the dream but he and I certainly enjoyed each other's company. I haven't even thought of him lately as I have been very busy. But I am so thankful for the opportunity to see him again.

To me it felt as real a time spent together as anyone would have with a friend. I was walking somewhere and he was there and we greeted each other and smiled and embraced. Then we went along with a couple other people he knew although I did not recognize them. We hung out together for what seemed like a couple hours. We laughed and listened to music at someone's place where we partied together. We went outside and there were some kids there playing with a soccer ball and I went over and kicked and juggled the ball with the other kids while my friend laughed his giggley laugh - he was always smiling - always. He didn't play soccer well, still didn't. :)

This was as real a time as any other and I am very glad to have gotten to see him again. I would put money on the fact that I will see him again.

[Vivexa]

It is very nice to hear from you Vivexa! In my experience it is usually the quietest people who manifest the most remarkable insight, and experiences, their 'shyness' is simply a self managed 'Quality Control' you prefer to hang back and consider if the ground is truly safe before exposing your under belly! Excuse my presumption there. I wonder if the dream in your maternity hospital was influenced by 'laughing gas' or perhaps 'Pethidine'? I had a bizarre reaction to anaesthetic when I was about 7, I had the most incredible dream while having teeth removed; giving birth is a traumatic event, all kinds of hormones and organic substances are at work.
I have always thought sleep, and dreams represent us returning to our natural habitat, why do we need to sleep each night, surely this is a biological weakness, a vulnerability?
Just some thoughts, I am so pleased you took the risk and posted.

Thank you Mike, :sun:

There were no chemicals involved in the dream and I wasn't under any influence of anything before going to sleep. I have 3 children and had quick births so never got to use the laughing gas etc. so I have no lingering memory of how that would affect me.

[Vivexa]

Hello,

I've been a shy reader of this Forum for a long time but now the time has come for me to make my first post :blushing:

I would love to have some input on a couple of Dreams I had recently.

1. This is not a Dream really but I'm not sure I was totally awake even though I thought I was.

Early morning of august 17 I woke up from the alarm on my phone. Snoozed it and was just lying with eyes open and trying to wake up (hence why I believe I was somewhat awake). Then from nowhere I heard this mans voice and it sounded like it came from the back of my head (and inside my head) very loud and clear, saying: Don't collab! Me with Ne! The last part sounded "mee with nee". It just got me jumping out of bed, both a bit scared and puzzled. First phrase sounded like an order and the last part like a code of some sort.

2. This dream I had today October 27, early morning.

I was pregnant and due to give birth (I'm not fertile anymore and my youngest child is 28). I was with the father, who I'm not sure who it was, in a maternity ward, birthing place. I knew it was time because my skin on my stomach was "see-through", rubbery-like and I felt some slight pain. Then another couple were passing through the room and I felt like I knew them. They already had their baby and I congratulated them. Then I looked down on my belly and saw through the skin that my baby hadn't turned head down yet.. so I panicked but also knew I had to fix it. I took hold of the baby and because my skin was like rubber I manage to turn it around and then I gave birth to a girl. I was amazed that I didn't feel any pain. With the baby in my arms I saw some shards of Slate lying around and became afraid that the baby would put some in her mouth. The baby then took one and held it and made a motion with it like she wanted to comb her hair but she was in no harm. Then I had to see the doctor to make sure the placenta came out ok and it was weird because I had to balance on a kind of hospital bed without mattress with the doctor lying on the floor, pulling the umbilical cord but before he knew it it was just out on the floor, looking huge but fine. Then I woke up totally puzzled and exhausted :ROFL:

If anyone has any input or want to help me interpret I will be happy. I usually have many vivid dreams, some I can just discard and some I can relate to what's going on in my life at the moment. However these two puzzles me. And as English is not my first language, please ignore bad grammar or spelling :blushing:

Hello Vivexa.

I think your dream is about a new start, or a new beginning, probably a relationship. Let me explain. Its some sort of change in life and birth of something new going in a new direction. The babies all indicate something in the way of a change, or birth of something new. Panic, taking control of the situation, to make adjustments, and particularly the placenta at the end, all signifies to me a dependency and reliance on other people that has been let go or is no longer needed. Dropping the placenta is sure sign you have recently dropped a big burden in your own life, apparently tossed aside, looking big, huge even but it was fine now. So apparently before dream you were doing some kind of a delicate balancing act and it's now over. The dream seems to say it's a phase of life just passed with a new one, only slightly uncomfortable but with no pain is on the horizon. I also find it interesting how you zeroed in on "SLATE" because that in dream symbols is known for meaning potential, as well as information and knowledge. Everything in dream reflects back to self really.

The transparent skin is also a symbol to me anyway of your perception, or more specifically it indicates you are having some trouble perhaps concealing your discomfort with the new changes birthing in your life? The entire scene to me reads that you are dealing with some inner anxiety you cover well but it's there. Skin is our protective layer. So perhaps experiencing some anxieties about how you are being perceived by others during this 'birth of a new direction in life'. It's like you are admitting to yourself your guard is down some but you are in the right mindset about it and open to accepting help. The doctor aiding and then dropping the placenta at the end all = emotional/spiritual healing and the bed and the mattress are both prime indicators we are talking about your private or more intimate self so it seems to be a relationship change maybe as you had some issues balancing things to keep the peace and equal standing, or balance in the intimate settings hence the bed.

Thank you Ratszinger :sun:

Sometimes I find it a bit difficult to make interpretations for myself and this dream stood out as important. Your interpretation speaks to me on many levels and makes me more aware of different aspects of my life at the moment.

[thepainterdoug]

i wrote a song about daydreams. I thought I would share the lyric.

daydreams

I just had a daydream while on the edge of sleep  
it happened to me late this day  ...
strange memories wake to a place i knew before  
this dream often goes this way

I find myself floating, shivered with a chill 
as a child on a winters day. 
was a weekend snow, and a morning cold and still  
as I hope it doesn't fade away

under a deep blue sky as I remember it 
all my family living back home...
I remember it still, the dazzling ice and winter chill   
how I wish I could go back somehow …


then I dream of a house on a pastel colored hill
paint peeling off an old screen door  
the floor old and creaky and some people knew me too   
It’s a place I know Ive been before

under a  pale summer sky as i remember it 
two people, living in this home
I remember this place , some other life almost erased 
how I wish I could go back somehow ...

doug aud 2016

[Inversion]

In this dream I was visiting someone in Kentucky. There was a white cloud in the distance about 1500-2000 feet high and 500-800 ft. wide. A colorless image of a Native American Indian wearing a headdress with several feathers appeared in the formation. It was so detailed and unusual I wanted to take a picture of it before it faded. I was observing from an apparent strip mall. The image changed to a large toy train moving on a track at the base of the cloud. It shifted again to a tornado twirling like a GIF. The last image was the head of a man blowing as if causing the weather.

[amor]

To Doug: You have lots of company Doug, feeling the loss of loved ones who have passed in this life and in previous lives remembered by our subconscious. I had such a dream where I was in love, felt the full force and memory of that person. It was a deep spiritual love that I don't think this world offers, and so it must have been on another world, another level of being. I think we are offered a time of aloneness before we leave this world to rest and contemplate, remember those we love and be assured that we will meet them again in some other guise.

[9ideon]

Woke up some night, about 2-3 years ago I guess, I always dream in color and what People call lucid dreaming, always being careful with what is real and dreamfiction, but one early morning I woke up and felt scratching on the inside of my Skull, from the back of my head, literally, like someone was scraping a cardboard box with his/her fingernail, that's the exact sound relayed to my ears. I kinda felt like I sat there while a Doctor put his thump up my kister, eyes wide open thinking, wow that's new.

I have had the loud voice calling out my name, I mean loud, kinda like making it's way getting ones attention. Since I do not like to talk much about what I experience in my " alternative" life (my regular is the plastic shell we all have to endure by the way this World works), I presumed crazy was just around the corner, I mean really, a voice in my head, People get to lock you up for less these days. Imagine my surprise reading this thread.

I wonder if the People reading this had the sleep thing, waking up not being able to move and seeing sh*t. Once I saw a Pure Black and White being dancing at the end of my bed, another time the colors were purple and reddish, pure again, not sure how to explain the pure thing, but it's a color or non-color (black and white) of what seems extreme pure quality. In any case, :-)

[Victoria]

Denise,

Yes, same here! Sometimes, I get the sense that I am supposed to observe- exactly as it is (whatever it is) and report that, or log it to memory, or in writing. Not trying to manipulate it as it should be, or dissect it and analyse it (though, often I can't help myself doing it, anyway) but literally, as the phenomena or experience presents.


:flower:Hi Vivexa! A late welcome to the forum!

What happened after your dreams? Did anything ever arise that confirmed or built on what you experienced?

I don't know if you'll be back again to this thread, but I think many people here may have experienced something like you did. Sleep states and dreams can be really interesting and sometimes I am convinced we are interfered with through our dreams, not just by unseen things, but by humans, too.

It is my interpretation after experiencing a comparable dream that the possibility (and likelihood?) of being tapped into during sleep is real and might happen to people regularly, without them ever even suspecting. I also tend to wonder if the human mind can access the internet or cloud technology, particularly in altered states, like when we are asleep. It seems that a lot can happen when our minds are turned off from their usual chatter and preoccupations. A few dreams that really led me to this conclusion are:

Last November, exactly as you describe, a voice spoke, waking me (quite rudely @4:23AM!!) during sleep. It was the voice of a young American male who was very obviously viewing my thoughts and spoke right into my headspace, loud and clear with an air of deep disdain, in a coarse way and using words that I just wouldn't:

"only girls with $hit for brains care about things (?stuff?) like that "

I was shocked and abruptly woke up thinking: That was really rude! Who ARE you?  End of sleep, I was up for the day and super grumpy about the whole thing.

Funnily enough, when the voice came through, my dreams had veered more toward mundane realistic concerns:  In recent days, I had been upset with myself for becoming weak and pudgy after not working out over an extended period. Thus, apparently in the dream,  I was looking at pictures of women who were on some kind of catalogue board, and they had more of an ideal "fit" figure than I do. The 'I wish I was thicker there and slimmer here, and would my fiance like me better if...'  internal dialogue was ensuing when this loud masculine voice belted right through and over me. :P 

Having an unfamiliar male voice so blaringly condemn my internal thoughts was very embarrassing and really just...kind of... funny and mind boggling. It rattled me quite a bit.  I actually felt guilty for focusing on the material afterward...the guy was right, there are far more important things to worry about!

Roughly just an hour before that, at 3:33, I had awakened from a different type of dream: a pale blue whitish semi sphere of round lights was over the mesa in front of the house, strobing like static electricity, only more rhythmically, as though sentient or programmed. (Maybe the voice was somehow connected to that.) I was standing in the middle of the yard in a kind of hypnotic daze, watching as it was watching me. When I recognized what it was and that I was outside, I tried to come back into the house but woke up instead.

---More recently, in April, just on the cusp of reaching sleep, my fiancé was startled awake by hearing voices conversing, chattering, whispering and birds chirping/singing simultaneously... all apparently coming out of me as I was sleeping. He woke me up by yelling my name repeatedly. He was really frightened. I had been dreaming that I was in a circle or group of (people? beings? something?) and trying (with difficulty) to understand their introductions, or to introduce myself...understanding only, "My name is..." before I was awake, hearing my fiancé call my name frantically. He said it was like an entire living forest of sounds coming out of me at once.

---Another strange one in June, was a dream that I was looking down, in a darkened room, at an electrical blue light display of a map that was spread out like a table top: On it, an older man, an official, typically supposed to be untraceable, was pinged and found repeatedly around the world because he kept accessing sex or dating sites (Korean? Vietnamese? something like that?) Everyone (there were only a few of us present) in the room was grumbling with some frustration at the fact he keeps leaving himself and his communications/location exposed. No idea who he was, or where I was. It was almost like you would see on a naval strategy table, except the whole thing appeared lit up with blue, like a massive computer screen. I wondered what was going on and woke up with the word/response: interlocus. Not interlocus, but inter.lo.cyoos, like interlocution??
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An old one from August 5, 2014 copied from my diary log:

I keep having dreams of being on floors or levels...
I was in an elevator expecting to go down to lower levels, but ended up on an upper floor where various books/papers were arranged around the outside of the elevator doors... like books lining the side of a school hall for give-away. I picked up the latest information on a cult (bird/lizard) and some other documents including a world factbook, but this "cult" set of papers was very vivid and had a doctor's name and number handwritten in the upper corner. I noticed this and puzzled over it, when I was approached from the right by a calm, soft spoken officer who had walked over from where a window-in-the-wall desk was with guard personnel sitting behind it. She was analyzing me. I couldn't get back on the elevator... felt a panic and urge to leave, as though there was a time constraint, yet she continued to quietly question. I had to calmly answer and could not let her know I was aware of being read...of being deeply analyzed...suddenly my factbook didn't have pages, it was just a shell of the thick book. I held onto the lizard paper tightly so as not to lose it, too.

Environment: When I initially stepped out of the elevator, it opened into a busy, granite, large upper floor of a government building... First, there was a carpeted area that had a short set of stairs down leading away from the elevator toward a desk with people who approved everyone that came in, to the right and a large wide hall.  I saw a book of world information on the floor. I held only the outer covers, but it was still of interest, underneath in my hand were the latest papers on a cult of (Quetzalcoatl?) or something resembling a giant, strong, erect lizard-like figure, black with razor teeth, facing left, in front of a round disk or sun(?)..in an Egyptian stance. Could not tell, due to feathers and wings, whether it was a bird or lizard...but it was a study by a little known PhD. Mesopotamian? South American? It was something I was anxious to read. A name was written on top of the study...cannot remember what the name said though  I repeated it out loud at the time.
 
A hard-looking, thin woman in an impeccable uniform was talking to me, analyzing, questioning why I had not completed something...  she had been sitting to my right front, at the desk that was 15 ft away watching as I was looking at books.  It was as though someone was interested in seeing what I would gravitate to, or pick up. She showed me a paper, that was almost like looking at a paper from 12 years ago or school, which I vaguely recognized and remembered...it was a definition list to be matched to words. Like trigger words. They were not commonly used words. 

I did not want her to know that I only vaguely, and less by the minute, could read what was written. It was as though I was falling asleep- but I was actually waking up out of the dream ... I could read, but as soon as I started to recognize and digest the meanings of the words, my mind got fuzzy; the center front of my head felt cloudy and warm like someone was putting a hot, electric cloth between my eyes... she handed me a pen to complete the paper honing in on my dysphoria, it was a test of my ability to stay present, to focus despite circumstances, but her voice got fainter and then I awoke. 5-5-5-5 was the last thing I saw on the elevator in my dream.

Also, there was something about Robert Gunn. Did I read it, or see it in the pile of books?

I was talking in my sleep, apparently, about remote neural monitoring and being used to find/locate and monitor other people. I kept (my fiancé) awake with my words. I also dreamed that I found a young man, with a lot of tattoos and a distinct, identifying tattoo that I cannot remember on his lower left back and one on his leg.

He was military, and in his fatigue shorts... When I saw the tattoo, I knew he was a "wanted" person, that he was the "who" I was looking for, but why? ... he was not well, on the edge of breaking, he had no shirt, thin, well-built, dark close shaved hair or maybe bald?? maybe in 20's to 30's, muscular, he was in a yellowish beige tent in a giant parking lot or asphalt area full of tents (a run down festival? a homeless encampment? an empty crossroads city?) his tent was at the north end, which was along the far right side if one was facing the front of the area. There were tall metal fences  broken down in parts around it. I walked from the front to the back, through the middle, and then from there to the front again on the side, slowly, and felt the need to be quiet.

I entered his tent on my right, with a fence or large concrete wall ( like a highway overpass) on my left. The man was on the opposite side of the tent kneeling over...I was cautious, I didn't know why I was there...he was in a depressed and desperate ...maybe futile state... I started to sympathize and realize he needed help...he had a hypodermic needle, took off the tip when he noticed my presence, it had a blood bubble on the end. He was waving it, erratically behind him and toward me, not turning to face me, saying "what does it matter" with a bowed head. He was angry.
 
It was like he expected to be found.  I was extremely aware and scared he would infect me or inject me...but then it also felt like I wasn't really there, like I was sleep walking. I wanted to alert him, to warn him that he had to stop and pay attention, to leave now, but someone looking through me, through my eyes or my dream, had already found him. I don't think it was for a good purpose...

Apparently, I talked out loud quite a bit while asleep and nonchalantly told (my fiance) that we are being used like additional hard drives; that our minds are being linked while in sleep to one giant computer and accessed for information we wouldn't ordinarily know, through remote viewing.

 I woke up after these dreams and immediately set to work looking up deities, because the large lizard figure was so prominent in my mind. I looked up South American cults, and remote neural monitoring- the first words that came up in the query were about Robert Gunn. I had never heard of him before except in my dream....it astonished me and was a little frightening to read about a man that I was previously unaware of. The very first article I found was this: http://www.greatdreams.com/RNM.htm

Then I worried for the man I had seen in the dream, I felt sad and like I had betrayed him without meaning to...someone was obviously searching for him. Was he a real person? Was there a real place like that? Why was it so vivid? I felt troubled, and could not stop wondering how we can be made to do things we would ordinarily not do (or regret) while in the haze of what we think is a dream? Was it real? Who would do that to someone...the possibility that it might be a real phenomenon was upsetting...the article above seemed too ironic to be coincidence. (My fiance) swore up and down that was the name I was saying, over and over and over, before I woke up... Robert Gunn.

[Inversion]

In this dream I was visiting someone in Kentucky. There was a white cloud in the distance about 1500-2000 feet high and 500-800 ft. wide. A colorless image of a Native American Indian wearing a headdress with several feathers appeared in the formation. It was so detailed and unusual I wanted to take a picture of it before it faded. I was observing from an apparent strip mall. The image changed to a large toy train moving on a track at the base of the cloud. It shifted again to a tornado twirling like a GIF. The last image was the head of a man blowing as if causing the weather.

Perhaps this was a prophetic dream. I actually don't recall if it posted it the day after or 2 to 3 days after having the dream. From 05/24/21 to 12/10/21 is 139 days or 3,336 hours. I heard after someone dies they're given 80 hours to meander around before crossing over. That works out to be 3.33 days.

Time and Date (https://www.timeanddate.com/date/durationresult.html?m1=05&d1=24&y1=2021&m2=10&d2=10&y2=2021)

Tornado Outbreak (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tornado_outbreak_of_December_10%E2%80%9311,_2021)

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[lake]

I heard after someone dies they're given 80 hours to meander around before crossing over. That works out to be 3.3 days.


"Probably there is no form of torture more commonly inflicted upon the dying than that which is caused by administering stimulants. Such potions have the effect of drawing a departing spirit into its body with the force of a catapult, to remain and to suffer for sometime longer. Investigators of conditions beyond have heard many complaints of such treatment. When it is seen that death must inevitably ensue, let not selfish desire to keep a departing spirit a little longer prompt us to inflict such tortures upon it. The death chamber should be a place of the utmost quiet, a place of peace and of prayer, for at that time, and for three and one-half days after the last breath, the spirit is passing through a Gethsemane and needs all the assistance that can be given. The value of the life that has just been passed depends greatly upon conditions which then prevail about the body; yes even the conditions of its future life are influenced by our attitude during that time, so that if ever we were our brother's keeper in life, we are a thousand times more so at death.

Post-mortem examinations, embalming and cremation during the period mentioned, not only disturb the passing spirit mentally, but are productive of a certain amount of pain, for there is still a slight connection with the discarded vehicle. If sanitary laws require us to prevent decomposition while thus keeping the body for cremation, it may be packed in ice till the three and one-half days have passed. After that time the spirit will not suffer, no matter what happens to the body."

Rosicrucian Mysteries An Elementary Exposition of Their Secret Teachings
By Max Heindel

[JackMcThorn]

In my youth I had 2 nightmares and I do not remember dreaming much at all. Back then I slept so deeply, I would wake up in the same position I crashed after a day of school and play and be a bit tight.

I remember reading some short thrillers from Edgar Allen Poe and was scared to turn out the light, but no dreams or fears prevailed.

I started having lucid dreams around 2016 or so. I think it is over 1oo of them I recall in detail. Most were in colour, a few in black and white. Riveting and sometimes nightmares. I no longer sleep as deeply as I did in my youth. I will avoid describing them in detail as I do not want to write a novel. These dreams engaged all the senses including touch but without pain.

One of the weirdest experiences during one afternoon nap, I was lying on my couch and the dream persisted even though I felt as if I awoke without opening my eyes. The dream didn't stop until I opened my eyes. At the time I was very suspicious of my dreams and I felt as if they were pushed to my brain from technology associated with mind control or even actions that taunt targeted individuals, as I was having other experiences with little other explanation.

Lately, I noticed I am not remembering dreams or nightmares except a minute detail of such. 2 nights ago I recalled that my pouch of tobacco had less contents from a dream the night before but when I checked it in the morning it was mostly full.

A few days ago I recalled the broken toaster was replaced in the kitchen during a dream, but the next morning, it was gone as it should have been.

I have been sleeping a little better lately. I find that during the stream of lucid dreaming I was sleeping very lightly. One of the common themes of the stream of lucid dreaming was problem solving. I usually figured out what I was doing in the dreams except for one time when I approached a saber tooth cat and was bitten on the hand when I approached. There was no pain but it felt like a failure to complete the exercise.

[Inversion]

Last night I dreamt I was laying on a lounge chair like the kind you'd find around a motel pool. There were horizontal mental plates about eighty feet above me. They were rounded like clouds at the ends and didn't look like human design. A 1.5-3 foot-long maroon colored winged dragon flew onto the edge of one of the plates. It then flew down and started rapidly pecking at the back of my neck with its snout. I could feel it and I woke up. Predators will sever the spinal cord at the back of the neck to disable their prey.

When I was about twelve my father told me of a reoccurring dream he would have. He was in a box that would tilt back and forth. It was filled with urine and feces, and I don't recall if he said it also contained pegs. After listening to Donald Marshall, Alara Blackwell & Joel Lakey talking about avataring did his experiences make sense. Apparently, they would take his consciousness at night in an effort to effect his decisions during his waking state to steer an agenda. My grandfather and great-grandfather on my mother's side were both Masons. Kent Dunn said they sign universal contracts that obligate their entire lineage. This appears to be reptilian trickery because they're at the apex of their organization. My grandmother on my father's side told my mother she's with the Rosicrucians as if there's some sort of competition between the two groups.

[Inversion]

My grandmother on my father's side told my mother she's with the Rosicrucians as if there's some sort of competition between the two groups.

Shortly after Mt. St. Helens blew on 05/18/80 my grandmother sent me an standard envelope filled with ash. It was in saran wrap or a sandwich bag. If I recall correctly there was no note or letter. In retrospect I get the sense that was some kind of message of a future event.

The last two nights in a row after I closed my eyes to go to sleep I could see a computer screen. The dropdown next to the web address was clicked on. Alara Blackwell claims all she needs to hear/know is someone's name and their NSA file pops-up in her head. She has nano-tube brain implant(s). This morning I woke up and had breakfast then went back to sleep. I had a dream my email was moongang then got upset because I would have to update everything.

[Inversion]

During my nap today I had a series of odd dreams. In one segment I was in the passenger seat of a van, and I believe my father who died 23 years ago was driving. To my right was an extremely steep cliff of solid grey rock at about a 65-degree angle like might appear in a European or Scandinavian country. The road was distorted like the roads after Hurricane Helene, and I imagine crustal subduction would explain that. At one point I complained about him driving too fast. In another segment I was helping an Australian man move a green refrigerator in a storage room. The topic came up about reversing which side the doors open, but it was the kind that had two vertical doors negating the need. In the next part I was in a two-story warehouse and there were paint cans hanging from what looked like white Christmas tree lights. They were released by actuators one after the other and made a brilliant color display. I think the colors were pinkish or red. A man spoke from a gantry way on the back wall saying something like it was a wonderful display. In this part I was reroofing a house then cleaned debris or vegetation off a rock wall on a portion of the structure. I had video of it on a smart phone and showed it to a woman as if proud of it.

[Ratszinger]

As I am a firm believer that dreams relate to current events in life I'll share with you what I see here if it's okay? A passenger in a vehicle is a classic life progress symbol but it feels out of control hence someone else driving. The car is your body, your vehicle going through life. So it says with the father driving you live in your father's shadow so to speak to a large extent even now in life. The cliff? It sort of says you are at the top of what you do or very close and the road is tricky ahead. You're not exactly sure how to proceed hence the crumbling Hurricane ripped path. The complaining about the driving is complaining that it's going too fast in life. The refridgerator and storage speak loudly to your having to tap unseen reserves you've preserved within your psyche, to advance. You think to yourself about the ways to access those reserves and that is the door multi way install but it's not needed and lets see the warehouse again is a storage of your reserves. The color display seems to indicate inner insecurity that maybe your 'warehouse' isn't as full as you'd like it to be but it looks good from the outside as you've polished it up and cleaned the area up so it displays well. This kinda speaks of a resume maybe? Anyway the re roofing of the house, vegetation clean up its' as if your current life is revealed and it says you're prepping for a new spot with a new perspective maybe and you took it all to bed. Anyway, could be way off too I have need of more coffee! :-)

[Inversion]

On the night of 01/12/25 at about 22:00 I woke up from a dream. I was in the house and no lights would turn on. There were two Christmas trees in the living room about seven feet tall and sitting side by side. Inside them was iron frame of a torso with what looked like wood block segments that were inserted into them. While in the den I was attacked by arms grabbing my shoulders. A dog possibly ours was going after some sort of serpent in the den that wrapped itself around my abdomen. It reminds me of Nebuchadnezzar’s Dream.

Daniel 2 (https://biblehub.com/niv/daniel/2.htm)

09/15/22 (9:51)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6SVJSiTiuxk

[Inversion]

About 4-5 days ago my mother was listening to a YouTube short that I could hear in the background about Keanu Reeves adopting (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlTo9f2zrss) a retired LAPD dog. That night in a supposed dream I opened my bedroom door and saw a German Shepard in the hall staring at me. Last night I had a dream I was working in warehouse and a man who resembled the late Don (https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0204493/?ref_=fn_all_nme_1) S. Davis fired me for not calling in twice. He played General Hammond in Stargate SG-1 and Dana Scully's father in the X-Files as Captain William Scully. It flashed to a name possibly mine being crossed off a list. Howie Mandel was also in the dream. I recently took an interest in the 1980's hospital series (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0083483/?ref_=nv_sr_srsg_0_tt_4_nm_0_in_0_q_st.%2520elesewhere) St. Elsewhere and found out he was in it. About five seconds after I was fired a man standing next to me asked if I wanted a job taking nature pictures. It flashed to a scene from a chopper looking at a mountain.

[Inversion]

On the night of 01/20/25 to early morning of 01/21/25 I had another weird dream. I was standing by a former friend and there was a computer and view finder like the one on the arcade tank game back in the 80’s. Later I had a view of a man tossing a lit match from a book in my direction. One of my old former neighbors asked me to stay around a while to help him clean up. A short woman that only appeared as a black outline appeared in a house and said, “Please kill me.” That freaked out most of us and the people apparently left. There were two men laying on a bed as if to ride out the contrived scenario. I decided to leave the property, and the dream ended. From experience and super soldier research I suspect that was a selection process where those that remained were chosen. If a group soul fractured/scalped me then I may be viewing what they are.

Donald Marshall (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?89288-StopHumanCloning-New-Donald-Marshall-Interview-2016&p=1578023&viewfull=1#post1578023)

P46. Your original body will feel the effects of what was done to your clone because consciousness is linked.

link (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118881-The-Entertainment-Industry&p=1530770&viewfull=1#post1530770)

Joel Lakey (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118606-James-Rink-Book-s--Videos&p=1534681&viewfull=1#post1534681) told James Rink that there's actually a planet depicted in the 2010 movie Predators (https://www.imdb.com/title/tt1424381/?ref_=nv_sr_srsg_0). They would drop off kids and the only ones that survived were the ones that made it to the gate/portal. Obviously, it's a way to weed-out the weak. movie clip 1 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-g9xMCG4pSA) & 2 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_NYMKrbPiP0)

[Inversion]

Below are lists of medications, energy drinks & foods that can cause strange dreams or nightmares.

Foods (https://casper.com/blog/foods-that-cause-nightmares/?srsltid=AfmBOorMB0ohOi7YUP9ym_NAjb5GswBrDe_P_fx0i32gbS9E-T9BbutP)

Google AI

Many medications can cause vivid dreams or nightmares, including antidepressants, antihistamines, and statins. These dreams are usually not dangerous, but they can be bothersome.
Antidepressants

Fluoxetine (Prozac): An antidepressant that can cause nightmares

Sertraline (Zoloft): An antidepressant that can cause nightmares

Escitalopram (Lexapro): An antidepressant that can cause vivid dreams

Citalopram (Celexa): An antidepressant that can cause vivid dreams

Paroxetine (Paxil): An antidepressant that can cause vivid dreams

Antihistamines

Benadryl: An over-the-counter antihistamine that can cause vivid dreams

Zyrtec: An antihistamine that can cause vivid dreams

Claritin: An antihistamine that can cause vivid dreams

Alegra: An antihistamine that can cause vivid dreams

Unisom: An antihistamine that can cause vivid dreams
Statins

Atorvastatin: A statin that can cause nightmares

Simvastatin: A statin that can cause nightmares

Rosuvastatin: A statin that can cause nightmares

Other medications that can cause vivid dreams include:
Melatonin

Ambien (zolpidem)

Chantix (varenicline)

Beta blockers, such as propranolol (Inderal LA, Innopran XL)

Ozempic (semaglutide)

Levodopa (Larodopa)

Selegiline (Eldepryl)


Yes, energy drinks can contribute to experiencing strange or vivid dreams due to the high caffeine content, which can disrupt sleep patterns and interfere with REM sleep, the stage where most dreaming occurs; this can lead to more intense or unusual dreams for some people.

Key points about energy drinks and dreams:

Caffeine disruption:

The primary reason energy drinks can cause strange dreams is the high caffeine content, which can stimulate the brain even when you're trying to sleep, leading to fragmented sleep and more vivid dreaming.
Timing matters:

Consuming an energy drink close to bedtime is more likely to affect your sleep and dreams compared to drinking it earlier in the day.

Individual variations:

Not everyone experiences strange dreams after consuming energy drinks, as individual sensitivity to caffeine varies.

[Victoria]

Inversion,

That's a really helpful list. Thank you! When my grandmother started receiving information from a voice, our family laughed it off and said she had eaten too many anchovies. Truthfully, they were just dismissing what frightened them, but she was free from any drugs or medications, preferring always to live as naturally as possible. Today, so many people have a slew of prescriptions they take as well as inadvertent chemicals absorbed through their daily consumption of commercial foods that I'm surprised more people don't have wild dream tales and hallucinations to tell.

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I'm not sure whether to place this in dreams, milabs, experiences, or ChatGPT threads... it was a fun exercise in trying to figure out "up from down" while half asleep, early in the morning, last year.

Copied from my dream log:

"Someone looking in over time, might be able to write novels and series from my dreams... sometimes it feels like a sci-fi author is influencing them...It's fun, but I am so tired and now I have to gear up to get out and be on time for work while completing about 100 tasks accurately before leaving...all while my head is still swimming in the clouds...

Thirty minutes of semi-asleep research completed just upon waking, and trying to figure out what exactly I was dreaming about last night... brought me to one exciting find* and a disappointing discovery that autocorrect on both phone and computer must have been revised recently, or doled out to a non-english speaking commercial entity, because it is nowhere near as accurate or well-phrased grammatically and contextually as it was almost a decade ago. (That should be the reverse, shouldn't it? Wasn't the infancy state supposed to be the minimalist clean slate that would be a basis for learning and improving upon, not gradually devolving in linguistic ability?)

I noticed this while sleepily typing and making chaos of my own words...though, not as much of a scramble as the autocorrect is injecting into my log here...simple things which should be obvious just aren't to the algorithm these days... What happened? Do the masses speak and write so poorly that the correct usage of language has been denigrated in the AI system to account for and adapt to a majority context in an expanding ill-usage range/ world of non-english speakers? Is there autocorrect for other languages? I assume so, but is it nearly as bad? And is it also running in retrograde like this, as more people with varying degrees of linguistic impairments vs. abilities use their language's system?
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*The find: The same symbol that was somehow deeply integrated into my skin on the inside of my ankles and on the right lower side of my abdomen more than a decade ago ( after a NYC contact/sighting/abduction experience (ankles), and (abdomen) after an otherworldly dream of a coalition of beings that train together and go to different realms/timelines/places to fight for freedom of worlds against criminal types trying to destroy things), appeared in my search this morning while looking for a simple place that someone very distinctly leaned in to whisper the name of during last night's dream. I quite literally awakened in order to research what the word meant and where, or if, it really existed and was met by the symbol I have wondered about all these years.

Both of these, the place mentioned and the symbol, are apparently from Star Wars. (!?#!!!!!) Okay, someone must be having fun putting fictional things into my mind all along the Star Wars theme lately, or else my brain is regularly jumping a ride on a nighttime invisible information superhighway where there are a lot of military people focusing on these specific themes. ( But could they also somehow have imprinted me physically with the symbols years beforehand?)

The scar remaining on my abdomen, to the right side just below my stomach, looks like a tiny, vaguely star-shaped pinkish indentation now... and nothing is visible over a decade later on the inside of my ankles. However, the symbol was distinctly there once, in both places for an extended period, and I had no idea what it referred to. It was a rounded trident that was stamped or somehow freshly burned into my skin.

I don't follow the Star Wars world of movies. I know next to nothing but basic character names from the story because I still have never even watched the original (nor read, or gotten through any of the correspondingly themed books, games, sites, shows, miniseries, + whatever else exists under the same title.) Since I was 12, I cannot watch movies easily, so typically don't try...it's more of a bother to watch a screen, than something to enjoy. Thus, I'm extremely pop-culture deficient.

Anyway, at a loss for what the soldier who seemed to be a big, lovable and gentle lug in last night's dream told me, I searched the term this morning online.

-----but first, the dream:

The circumstances of when he leaned in to whisper it to me stood out. We were in a dimly lit room and I was standing across a glass countertop from him, exchanging something (technology?) with the sense it was like a back alley, or underground market, involving an illicit transaction in a make-shift, cluttered rectangular tent. He was a towering, broad shouldered American or British black man, with a medium warm complexion. He had such a gentle, disarming smile and smiling eyes that I can still see them long after waking. He appeared to be between 30-50 years old.

I was standing with 2-4 very strangely little (3-4 ft tall) cloaked people to my right who could not understand him, not one iota, and asked me for a translation after he leaned across to say that the current situation reminds him of Bresnia. "This is getting to be a lot like Bresnia." I instantly interpreted a place besieged or even flattened by war, and that he was referring to where we were as becoming suddenly too dangerous and too filled with disloyal foreign interests.

...but Bresnia wasn't familiar in my dream. Instead, I inferred war, recalling the bombing and siege of Bosnia which I tried to describe to the people with me- who knew nothing about either place or about what he meant, at all. This made me extremely confused. Doesn't everyone know what happened in Bosnia? How do you not know where Bosnia is?

Apparently situations in the area where we were, (fleeting panic- where exactly are we?) had gotten so bad he was correlating it to an imminent, powder keg.
I'm racing through memories trying to figure out where we actually are and Aldebaran comes to mind. Aldebaran?!?

I woke up just after this realization and thought, huh...where on earth is Bresnia? must be in the Balkans somewhere...?"
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Soo, I did something I have never done before and got onto Chat GPT to see what it would come up with, or tie together in short order. Maybe it would prove an easy way to document the dream.

This is what I learned: Star Wars.
😆
I wouldn't think it so strange, if I had read or seen ANY of the Star Wars films like every normal kid probably did in the '80s, but...I have next to zero knowledge about Star Wars, so it doesn't feel like the information was originating within me or from the little pop culture that I have actually been familiarized with.

Then all the questions that came to mind: which factions of intelligence, government or military are using Rebel Alliance Star Wars themes and symbols for their program indicators? Is anybody else having this in their weird dream experiences and what is actually going on? Is there Star Wars themed programming for military personnel, or for use in mind control?

What came through is this one sensical connection to those questions referenced by Chat GPT: ( https://www.military.com/off-duty/movies/2023/12/08/no-us-military-isnt-rebel-alliance-star-wars.html ) as well as my sleepy, poorly phrased & badly spelled entire exchange with Chat GPT that morning. https://chatgpt.com/share/0ca70e00-48a7-4ae6-9007-1930572a793c

plus an AI depiction of the man who told me about the state of things being like Bresnia...He was very similar, except taller, rounder/more muscular and darker without any facial hair, standing more to the left; the walls to the place were comprised of thick, draped cloth and the counter ran left to right, almost the full width of the room.
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To what extent does Star Wars play a part in training, programming, or any other aspect of milab and contactee lives? :)

[Victoria]

...and this dream came to mind after reading about UFO researchers who have died mysteriously on a different thread:

Bill, can you share more about this Black Block that you mention is worshiped in masonry? Are you referencing the iron ore altar in the Meditation Room, or something else?
"Stanley Kubrick deserves a mention here. I believe that Stanley Kubrick, who died shortly after the release of his movie "Eyes wide shut" was killed by advanced technology. I believe that his earlier movie "2001 a space odyssey" indicated that he was in alignment with the secret powers that be. For example, it showed "The Black Block" which is worshiped by masonry and is in the headquarters of the United Nations in New York." (from this thread:https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84220-Too-many-UFO-researchers-die-under-mysterious-circumstances-)
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Probably not the same thing, but related by shape and color; I have been trying to find out about a black cube for five+/- years since having a very lucid dream in which I was exiting a black cube-like building, surrounded by an empty, desertscaped, flat piece of land which was enclosed behind immense stone walls. They looked like castle walls forming a large rectangular yard around the cube.

The building did not have any doors or windows that I could see. Just imposing solid black (dark gray?) faces. There were no sidewalks or paths that I remember seeing.

I walked out of the building on the east side and turned toward the north with a being beside me who had just been created, or born. It was as though he were my own progeny and a blank slate. The thing was, he was ENORMOUS...like 5 times the size of a person and appeared fully mature, in warrior mode. He emanated a tremendous field of energy. His intellect and knowledge base was that of a toddler, but catching up exponentially. I was telling him what he would find beyond the walls and how earth customs are as we walked together... imploring him to remember and understand fully before we got to the gate: No one was to know who he was. His identity was to remain hidden.

He literally was a giant to human scale, and I was small, like a normal person. As we approached the gate, I bid him an internally emotional farewell without outwardly showing any of the feelings, and woke up.

After the dream, I very much wanted to learn about the black box or black cube, but all I came up with in internet searches were the Jewish Tefillin and the Kaaba at Masjid al-Haram (the Great Mosque) in Mecca. That didn't sit right with the feeling from the dream, except for the desolate environment being that of a desert. I'm not sure what the landscape was beyond the gates but it seemed like it might have been a different dimension, realm, world, life or whatever one might call an entirely new beginning.

I also found information about casting a black cube at the ballot box in freemasonry: https://jl1.org/lodge/index.php/2014/07/11/the-black-cube/ , but do not see any correlation.

Do you (or does anyone else?) have any more information regarding the symbolism of a black block/cube or square, as a building, base or origin in human history, cosmic stories or known religions?

[Inversion]

Victoria here's something that resonates with your grandmother.

The Etheric Crystal: The Third Tunnel (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?72970-The-Bucegi-Mountain-Romania&p=1388688&viewfull=1#post1388688)

Radu tested Eden and traveled to Area 51 where he viewed a TR-3B being loaded with supplies for a moon base. A man looked at him and it startled him sending him back to his body. Cezar contacted the pentagon to report the incident. It turned out well because they were given rich funding for the Eden project. It was moved from Elinor’s basement to the Alpha Base. Cezar, Radu and Lieutenant Nicoara were taken to an underground base in the United States to help them with their Eden like device called the Twin Project. They recommended particular frequencies, modification to their AI and that the user had to be pure as far as diet. They traveled on an extremely advanced airplane that could go from Romania to the states in a fraction of the time and fly at twice the height of a commercial plane. They said it resembled a space shuttle.


Some Star Wars references



The Music of Time (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?114560-Peter-Moon-Books&p=1432036&viewfull=1#post1432036) by Preston B. Nichols with Peter Moon

P101. He was involved in the movie Star Wars.

P104. He was fired again because a nearby radio station interfered with the premiere of Empire. The Star Wars movies were based on George’s writings called Journal of the Wills. They came from dreams he’s had his whole life. Preston believed he is part of a group that came from the old universe. His dreams could also be part of mind control. Lucas did a film called Dreamscape which could be a takeoff of Duncan Cameron’s accessing people’s dreams. One of his targets was Jimmy Carter. Preston heard George bought a house in Montauk.

Encounter in the Pleiades: An Inside Look at UFO’s (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?114560-Peter-Moon-Books&p=1432028&viewfull=1#post1432028) by Preston Nichols & Peter Moon

P72. The Pleiadian civilization is over 100,000 years old. They came through a barrier and entered this part of the galaxy from what they call the old universe. It’s a universe the creator made originally and parallels the Star Wars saga.

P116. Star Wars/S.D.I have satellites called popcorn.

George Kavassilas (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?119073-Michael-Salla-Material&p=1620610&viewfull=1#post1620610)
He has a mark of Orion on his arm which he didn't show but said they were dots.

Diabolism and Plandemic (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118445-Diabolism-and-Plandemic&p=1495277&viewfull=1#post1495277)
The Beast/Vesuvius is an AI given to the elite by the Draco and does all the data collection. It has been claimed that black goo has infected the Draco and their Reptilian minions and rumored to be in the vaccines. It removes the life form's connection to God source and increases IQ. Johan Fritz (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118606-James-Rink-Book-s--Videos&p=1518751&viewfull=1#post1518751) claims it's a sentient AI from 13.5 billion light years away. The SSP sent a ship called the Galahad there and it was disassembled like something out of a horror film. Black Goo was depicted in the movie Prometheus, Area 51 & The X-Files.

[Inversion]

Yesterday as I was pulling out of a drive-through restaurant an old Hispanic homeless man was sitting at a table to my immediate left with his pant leg pulled up exposing bites/sores all over his leg. I handed him the money in my hand which was eleven dollars. His nails were yellow, five times thicker than normal, rounded and there were tons of dirt under them. Last night I had a zombie dream and I opened a box thinking there would be a weapon in it and it was shoes/boots. In the one of the toes was a heavy object that held quarters that overlapped forming a Vesica piscis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vesica_piscis). At the end the zombies surrounded a house/building and were looking in the windows. They strongly resembled the ones depicted in the game Doomsday: Last Survivors with light brown and tan faces. A portly white woman wearing a checkerboard red & black lumberjack shirt walked in as if controlling the situation and strolling next to her was a thin white woman.

[Casey Claar]

...and this dream came to mind after reading about UFO researchers who have died mysteriously on a different thread:

Bill, can you share more about this Black Block that you mention is worshiped in masonry? Are you referencing the iron ore altar in the Meditation Room, or something else?
"Stanley Kubrick deserves a mention here. I believe that Stanley Kubrick, who died shortly after the release of his movie "Eyes wide shut" was killed by advanced technology. I believe that his earlier movie "2001 a space odyssey" indicated that he was in alignment with the secret powers that be. For example, it showed "The Black Block" which is worshiped by masonry and is in the headquarters of the United Nations in New York." (from this thread:https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84220-Too-many-UFO-researchers-die-under-mysterious-circumstances-)
----
Probably not the same thing, but related by shape and color; I have been trying to find out about a black cube for five+/- years since having a very lucid dream in which I was exiting a black cube-like building, surrounded by an empty, desertscaped, flat piece of land which was enclosed behind immense stone walls. They looked like castle walls forming a large rectangular yard around the cube.

The building did not have any doors or windows that I could see. Just imposing solid black (dark gray?) faces. There were no sidewalks or paths that I remember seeing.

I walked out of the building on the east side and turned toward the north with a being beside me who had just been created, or born. It was as though he were my own progeny and a blank slate. The thing was, he was ENORMOUS...like 5 times the size of a person and appeared fully mature, in warrior mode. He emanated a tremendous field of energy. His intellect and knowledge base was that of a toddler, but catching up exponentially. I was telling him what he would find beyond the walls and how earth customs are as we walked together... imploring him to remember and understand fully before we got to the gate: No one was to know who he was. His identity was to remain hidden.

He literally was a giant to human scale, and I was small, like a normal person. As we approached the gate, I bid him an internally emotional farewell without outwardly showing any of the feelings, and woke up.

After the dream, I very much wanted to learn about the black box or black cube, but all I came up with in internet searches were the Jewish Tefillin and the Kaaba at Masjid al-Haram (the Great Mosque) in Mecca. That didn't sit right with the feeling from the dream, except for the desolate environment being that of a desert. I'm not sure what the landscape was beyond the gates but it seemed like it might have been a different dimension, realm, world, life or whatever one might call an entirely new beginning.

I also found information about casting a black cube at the ballot box in freemasonry: https://jl1.org/lodge/index.php/2014/07/11/the-black-cube/ , but do not see any correlation.

Do you (or does anyone else?) have any more information regarding the symbolism of a black block/cube or square, as a building, base or origin in human history, cosmic stories or known religions?

Bill,

RE: BLACK BOX/CUBE

Did you ever answer this question? perhaps elsewhere? I have a connection with this concept of the black cube, which makes me ask. Recently I have met a woman (online) who also currently has a strong, or significant bent into researching, or exploring this concept. It is bringing the subject up again for me. My ears are on!

[Bill Ryan]

...and this dream came to mind after reading about UFO researchers who have died mysteriously on a different thread:

Bill, can you share more about this Black Block that you mention is worshiped in masonry? Are you referencing the iron ore altar in the Meditation Room, or something else?
"Stanley Kubrick deserves a mention here. I believe that Stanley Kubrick, who died shortly after the release of his movie "Eyes wide shut" was killed by advanced technology. I believe that his earlier movie "2001 a space odyssey" indicated that he was in alignment with the secret powers that be. For example, it showed "The Black Block" which is worshiped by masonry and is in the headquarters of the United Nations in New York." (from this thread:https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84220-Too-many-UFO-researchers-die-under-mysterious-circumstances-)
----
Probably not the same thing, but related by shape and color; I have been trying to find out about a black cube for five+/- years since having a very lucid dream in which I was exiting a black cube-like building, surrounded by an empty, desertscaped, flat piece of land which was enclosed behind immense stone walls. They looked like castle walls forming a large rectangular yard around the cube.

The building did not have any doors or windows that I could see. Just imposing solid black (dark gray?) faces. There were no sidewalks or paths that I remember seeing.

I walked out of the building on the east side and turned toward the north with a being beside me who had just been created, or born. It was as though he were my own progeny and a blank slate. The thing was, he was ENORMOUS...like 5 times the size of a person and appeared fully mature, in warrior mode. He emanated a tremendous field of energy. His intellect and knowledge base was that of a toddler, but catching up exponentially. I was telling him what he would find beyond the walls and how earth customs are as we walked together... imploring him to remember and understand fully before we got to the gate: No one was to know who he was. His identity was to remain hidden.

He literally was a giant to human scale, and I was small, like a normal person. As we approached the gate, I bid him an internally emotional farewell without outwardly showing any of the feelings, and woke up.

After the dream, I very much wanted to learn about the black box or black cube, but all I came up with in internet searches were the Jewish Tefillin and the Kaaba at Masjid al-Haram (the Great Mosque) in Mecca. That didn't sit right with the feeling from the dream, except for the desolate environment being that of a desert. I'm not sure what the landscape was beyond the gates but it seemed like it might have been a different dimension, realm, world, life or whatever one might call an entirely new beginning.

I also found information about casting a black cube at the ballot box in freemasonry: https://jl1.org/lodge/index.php/2014/07/11/the-black-cube/ , but do not see any correlation.

Do you (or does anyone else?) have any more information regarding the symbolism of a black block/cube or square, as a building, base or origin in human history, cosmic stories or known religions?

Bill,

RE: BLACK BOX/CUBE

Did you ever answer this question? perhaps elsewhere? I have a connection with this concept of the black cube, which makes me ask. Recently I have met a woman (online) who also currently has a strong, or significant bent into researching, or exploring this concept. It is bringing the subject up again for me. My ears are on!So sorry! I meant to answer the question, but (as sometimes happens!) I let it slip by.

An easy reply: what I was quoting in the post (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?84220-Too-many-UFO-researchers-die-under-mysterious-circumstances-&p=985292&viewfull=1#post985292) was what Stephanie Relfe wrote. They weren't my words or thoughts, and I'm afraid I know absolutely nothing about this at all.

:flower:

[Ravenlocke]

I had a strange dream last night…in the dream I was a young student, I was sitting at an oval table, watching some event and writing a report about this event that was taking place. The event had to do with this big blue flame, medium blue colour and all these dignitaries, representatives from countries around the world were arriving for the event.

I don’t know how I was at this table but also seeing everyone “live”. They were outside lining up to go in to this important meeting but they all were aware of me and they seemed to not only know me but they smiled at me and even waved, like they pleased I was covering this “geopolitical” report about this important event.

I kept wondering how they knew me, a student reporter….then it seemed as they all had arrived and I think they had completed the meeting, I thought I’d take a break. But instead these dignitaries had come over to meet me in person. I remember I looked up behind me and they were standing in a semi circle behind me all with big smiles and that’s when they started to talk to me about what was happening in their countries. Two of the men sat down and started telling me about their country politics, I remember asking if what was happening in their country was good for the people and they said no it wasn’t. It was only good for the leader of their country.

Then an old friend told me the sub sandwiches at the market were fresh and cheap, only 1500 (currency of some kind), so she gave me a bunch of silver coins and told me to go buy some for everyone. When I looked at one of the coins it had a circle with a triangle inside the circle and letters outside the circle but I didn’t recognize the language the letters spelled. Then I found myself at the indoor market, lots of tables with packaged foods and wrapped sub sanwiches of different kinds and each room flowed into another and I was looking but I couldn’t make up my mind which sandwiches to pick. They all looked delicious but I wanted to see everything before deciding. There were children in one room excitedly talking about the sweet goods on one of the tables, but I was trying to figure out what to get.

Then I woke up before I could finish looking..I looked at the time, it was 6:22, I smiled because I have been seeing 22 a lot lately, as well as I woke up after 6 which I told myself to do before going to sleep the night before.

[9ideon]

Have had many strange dreams.


One for instance was in a house, wood, I walked all the way up to the top floor which had a little hallway and an open entrance (no door, or open door), when I entered that room there was a large table (on the left), at that same table were sitting on chairs Elvis impersonators, all wearing different Elvis jumpsuits and they were all dead and preserved.

All these Men were victims of a serial killer, he would stuff 'm and set them up at a table, very weird dream.

Another one I have had many times, night time, looking at sky, there's always People around, we see objects moving closer and they attack the Planet, one of the things they drop are rod like burning crystals.

Like mentioned have had these dreams many times, one day, real life, I spoke to two People on the same day that had the same dream, without the rodded burning crystals, but.. both told me their dream, I did not ask for them to tell me, found that bit a little freakier, ahh well.

All my dreams are in colour, I can see my hands and I can see my face in reflection of mirrors, but... it is not always me looking back. I wonder who else has this, apparently colour, hands and own face are not common, well.. I was told anyway.

[Casey Claar]

I can see my hands and I can see my face in reflection of mirrors, but... it is not always me looking back. I wonder who else has this

I can't say it has ever happened in a dream, but it is standard in a great many of my OBEs that I do not present as my Earth person. The first time I ever built up the courage to look at myself to see who I am, I was an extraordinarily tall, white haired white bearded wizard in purple robes who (somehow I knew) was a defender of the people -most of whom felt to keep their distance from me. I refer now to this archetype as the WHITE WIZARD. I became aware of him within myself very early in the first year I began going out of body. I literally passed out when shortly after seeing myself a battle with a representative of the dark, a red witch, ensued. She had made an attack. I returned to the site (in full awareness) moments later. There was much destruction. I can still see the site clearly in my mind. The red witch and two male minions had met their demise.

[Inversion]

Yesterday as I was pulling out of a drive-through restaurant an old Hispanic homeless man was sitting at a table to my immediate left with his pant leg pulled up exposing bites/sores all over his leg. I handed him the money in my hand which was eleven dollars. His nails were yellow, five times thicker than normal, rounded and there were tons of dirt under them. Last night I had a zombie dream and I opened a box thinking there would be a weapon in it and it was shoes/boots. In the one of the toes was a heavy object that held quarters that overlapped forming a Vesica piscis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vesica_piscis). At the end the zombies surrounded a house/building and were looking in the windows. They strongly resembled the ones depicted in the game Doomsday: Last Survivors with light brown and tan faces. A portly white woman wearing a checkerboard red & black lumberjack shirt walked in as if controlling the situation and strolling next to her was a thin white woman.

Today 07/18/25 about 10:30 I was standing outside another eatery and the same man strolled up, sat at an outdoor table and pulled up his pants leg exposed what looked like MRSA (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Methicillin-resistant_Staphylococcus_aureus). Was I mind controlled into going there for that stagged interaction?

Bleedbacks, Avataring & Other Memories (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118866-Bleedbacks-Avataring-Other-Memories&p=1640637&viewfull=1#post1640637)

I took my mother to the polling station to vote. As we were leaving their lot there was an apparent homeless person sleeping on the sidewalk directly across from us. The presumed male was wearing a dark blue hoodie and had a matching blanket over him is a nearly identical configuration as I pictured the woman in the story. Later in the day she mentioned how she was sorry she didn't do something for him. What the hell is going on here? I have enough examples for me to strongly believe they're reading my thoughts then orchestrating a reverb effect, but for what purpose?

[Casey Claar]

Yesterday as I was pulling out of a drive-through restaurant an old Hispanic homeless man was sitting at a table to my immediate left with his pant leg pulled up exposing bites/sores all over his leg. I handed him the money in my hand which was eleven dollars. His nails were yellow, five times thicker than normal, rounded and there were tons of dirt under them. Last night I had a zombie dream and I opened a box thinking there would be a weapon in it and it was shoes/boots. In the one of the toes was a heavy object that held quarters that overlapped forming a Vesica piscis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vesica_piscis). At the end the zombies surrounded a house/building and were looking in the windows. They strongly resembled the ones depicted in the game Doomsday: Last Survivors with light brown and tan faces. A portly white woman wearing a checkerboard red & black lumberjack shirt walked in as if controlling the situation and strolling next to her was a thin white woman.

Today 07/18/25 about 10:30 I was standing outside another eatery and the same man strolled up, sat at an outdoor table and pulled up his pants leg exposed what looked like MRSA (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Methicillin-resistant_Staphylococcus_aureus). Was I mind controlled into going there for that stagged interaction?

Bleedbacks, Avataring & Other Memories (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118866-Bleedbacks-Avataring-Other-Memories&p=1640637&viewfull=1#post1640637)

I took my mother to the polling station to vote. As we were leaving their lot there was an apparent homeless person sleeping on the sidewalk directly across from us. The presumed male was wearing a dark blue hoodie and had a matching blanket over him is a nearly identical configuration as I pictured the woman in the story. Later in the day she mentioned how she was sorry she didn't do something for him. What the hell is going on here? I have enough examples for me to strongly believe they're reading my thoughts then orchestrating a reverb effect, but for what purpose?

Inversion,

What was your most immediate impulse? .....to help heal it? or .... something else?

I have had similar experiences. Even fully conscious in the out of body state. One time I was taken into a whole WAREHOUSE of diseased individuals. It was beyond anything.

I do feel, though, that once Kundalini activated we assist greatly, both consciously and unconsciously in-and-with the healing processes of not only ourselves but those around us.

Your thoughts?

[Inversion]

Yesterday as I was pulling out of a drive-through restaurant an old Hispanic homeless man was sitting at a table to my immediate left with his pant leg pulled up exposing bites/sores all over his leg. I handed him the money in my hand which was eleven dollars. His nails were yellow, five times thicker than normal, rounded and there were tons of dirt under them. Last night I had a zombie dream and I opened a box thinking there would be a weapon in it and it was shoes/boots. In the one of the toes was a heavy object that held quarters that overlapped forming a Vesica piscis (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vesica_piscis). At the end the zombies surrounded a house/building and were looking in the windows. They strongly resembled the ones depicted in the game Doomsday: Last Survivors with light brown and tan faces. A portly white woman wearing a checkerboard red & black lumberjack shirt walked in as if controlling the situation and strolling next to her was a thin white woman.

Today 07/18/25 about 10:30 I was standing outside another eatery and the same man strolled up, sat at an outdoor table and pulled up his pants leg exposed what looked like MRSA (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Methicillin-resistant_Staphylococcus_aureus). Was I mind controlled into going there for that stagged interaction?

Bleedbacks, Avataring & Other Memories (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118866-Bleedbacks-Avataring-Other-Memories&p=1640637&viewfull=1#post1640637)

I took my mother to the polling station to vote. As we were leaving their lot there was an apparent homeless person sleeping on the sidewalk directly across from us. The presumed male was wearing a dark blue hoodie and had a matching blanket over him is a nearly identical configuration as I pictured the woman in the story. Later in the day she mentioned how she was sorry she didn't do something for him. What the hell is going on here? I have enough examples for me to strongly believe they're reading my thoughts then orchestrating a reverb effect, but for what purpose?

Inversion,

What was your most immediate impulse? .....to help heal it? or .... something else?

I have had similar experiences. Even fully conscious in the out of body state. One time I was taken into a whole WAREHOUSE of diseased individuals. It was beyond anything.

I do feel, though, that once Kundalini activated we assist greatly, both consciously and unconsciously in-and-with the healing processes of not only ourselves but those around us.

Your thoughts?

If it hadn't been for the fact that I've been dealing with this for decades, then the first impulse would be disbelief. I try to find the logic in these experiences. I feel the group controlling him are playing upon my sympathy in a Sim symphony.

Obituaries (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?118685-Obituaries&p=1667931&viewfull=1#post1667931)

In the first video he talks to her and Bill Ryan saying there's a Sentient World Model and we're all nodes within it. He claims Human means serpent man in Welch.

10/12/14 (1:20)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wEBQYAlNMRE&list=RDwEBQYAlNMRE&start_radio=1

[Casey Claar]

Inversion, I feel like I have missed something, but thank you for your reply. I had better pause here until I learn more about you, your experience base and general impression(s).

[Inversion]

Inversion, I feel like I have missed something, but thank you for your reply. I had better pause here until I learn more about you, your experience base and general impression(s).

To make a long story short I feel like I'm in a Sims game which is short for simulation. I recall someone asking Bill what favorite book is and he replied The Holographic Universe by Michel Talbot originally published in 1991 or something close to that.

Bill Ryan's personal Question-and-Answer thread. Pile it on. :) (https://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?104824-Bill-Ryan-s-personal-Question-and-Answer-thread.-Pile-it-on.--&p=1256282&viewfull=1#post1256282)

[Inversion]

This morning, I woke up about 04:15, stayed up about an hour then went back to bed. I had a dream of dealing with a ghost in a large house. His name was Earl, and he was holding a hall door closed while I was yelling at him. He or someone else filled a clear plastic or possibly glass canister of water holding around ten gallons. It was mounted to something like a pole and sitting in a hall. I saw something silverish and shimmering on the floor that was 4x4 or 4x6 inches as if from another dimension. A man showed up outside as if to give the occupants the rundown and history on Earl.

[9ideon]

This morning, I woke up about 04:15, stayed up about an hour then went back to bed. I had a dream of dealing with a ghost in a large house. His name was Earl, and he was holding a hall door closed while I was yelling at him. He or someone else filled a clear plastic or possibly glass canister of water holding around ten gallons. It was mounted to something like a pole and sitting in a hall. I saw something silverish and simmering on the floor that was 4x4 or 4x6 inches as if from another dimension. A man showed up outside as if to give the occupants the rundown and history on Earl.

What if Earl was not a name but a Title?

Part I:

ukG0Wpayt-U

Part II:

kmIRJ1l1VeY

[Inversion]

Last night I had a series of bizarre dreams. In one segment I ran down a hall to a gift shop to get a greeting card and they were out of stock and there was no one in there. As I was leaving, I saw a bunch of Christmas decorations in the hall. In the next part I was standing in what I presume was an apartment next to a man. An older woman had just bought it for $80,000. He told me she also bought a bell for $100,000 and we watched her walk into another building from the second floor. About 1-2 seconds later I heard a man say “What!” as if her husband freaking out about the purchase. Later I was walking along a beach that looked normal then it turned into computer graphics blob and lapped over me pulling me into it. The groups and alphabet soup agencies that have profiled me know I have a trepidation about the ocean. I was awoken by the sound of woman saying "Help!".

[Inversion]

I had another zombie dream last night. It took place in what looked like a mall that could have been in the interior of a giant apartment complex. In one area there was a wall of fish aquariums, and a bullfrog jumped out of one and landed on my right arm. In the aquarium next to that one there was a spotted jaguar in water, and it seemed very calm. Exorcist priest Chad Ripperger claimed in an interview that nails and frogs will come out of the mouths of people that are possessed by demons. Maybe there's a connection to iron framed skyscrapers. I had an exterior view of the complex and some of the walls were missing with people standing in them.

[Bill Ryan]

I never ever have political dreams — but here's a rather unique one I had last night.

Sadly, I can't recall the many details. But I do remember waking up and thinking, Wow, I have to write this down. (Which I didn't! :facepalm:)

Here's what I still remember:

I was one of the presidential aides in the White House. We were giving urgent advice to President Trump, but he would not listen. Then (and OMG, what a metaphor!) I looked out the window to the White House lawn and saw that all the real-looking flowers were actually artificial and plastic.

That's all I know. Go figure. :ROFL:

[Wilbur2]

One strange and repeated dream I had whilst a child (at least I thought it was a dream because of the bizarreness of it, though around that time I wasn't sure whether I had dreamt it or actually experienced it) is quite difficult to describe accurately. It involved looking out my bedroom window at night into the sky, and noticing a strange formation of weird small clusters of something. At first, there was only maybe one, and then there were only a few of them, and they seemed very far away. But then I became aware that there were more and more of them, until there were what appeared to be thousands and thousands of them. They were travelling closer, which is why I was seeing more and more of them.

Looking at them filled me with dread, and I realised that it was an attack force, come to take over the planet or some such thing. It's difficult to describe their appearance. It was almost like looking at a fractal, or looking at a leaf, and then suddenly noticing that the leaf was made up of millions of cells, and being able to see the individual cells. They definitely emanated a baleful intention. Even now, when I recall them, I can perceive the feeling of dread that I had when I saw them.

Another "dream" I had many, many times (again, I wasn't sure whether it was a dream, or whether I was actually doing it in my sleep, out of the body) involved flying up in the sky. But in order to move forwards, I had to kind of spin myself around in a certain way. If I didn't rotate, then I couldn't move forward. I had a lot of experiences of being out of the body which were not like this, where I could fly without this strange need to rotate, but those experiences were different from the "rotation" dreams.

Yet another dream I had repeatedly as a child, and which used to terrify me, involved something like being inside of a machine, and there was all of this clockwork stuff. It was as if they were trying to make me part of the clockwork, or something. Whatever it was, it was terrifying. I had this particular dream repeatedly from a young age.

[Wilbur2]

I have a similar thing. I remember around 1995-7 beginning to have the feeling that I was living in some kind of a Truman Show, where I was being watched, and my life was being manipulated in some way. The watchers were not, it seemed to me, inside the universe.

I didn't hear about the Truman Show film until maybe 2010, and in any event it wasn't released until 1998, which is some time after I began having this feeling, so the feeling can't have been prompted by seeing the film. I haven't totally lost that feeling. On more than one occasion, when some crap is happening in my life, I have found myself saying out loud that when I get out of this fish tank, I am going to punch them right in the face. Hahaha.

[Inversion]

I took a nap today and had an odd dream. There are occasions where I believe I'm induced into sleeping to have some sort of experience or receive a message. I was in an old house, and an old woman was walking down wide wood stairs. She was holding a mop with a sixteen-inch rectangular sponge at the end like it was a weapon. It cut-scened and we were in front of a stack of white boxes containing spheres or bladders for liquid in them then she mentioned something about Hitler. They may have been connected via tubing and in an effort to find a match I thought of soda or something akin to that.