Strange Dreams

[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.


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.  

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]

Posted by Inversion (here)
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

Tornado Outbreak

[lake]

Posted by Inversion (here)
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]

Posted by Inversion (here)
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

09/15/22 (9:51)

Source: https://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 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 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 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

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

link

Joel Lakey told James Rink that there's actually a planet depicted in the 2010 movie Predators. 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 & 2

[Inversion]

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

Foods

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.
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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/mo...star-wars.html ) as well as my sleepy, poorly phrased & badly spelled entire exchange with Chat GPT that morning. https://chatgpt.com/share/0ca70e00-4...7-1930572a793c

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/sho...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...he-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

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 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 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
He has a mark of Orion on his arm which he didn't show but said they were dots.

Diabolism and Plandemic
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 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. 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]

Posted by Victoria (here)
...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/sho...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...he-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]

Posted by Casey Claar (here)

Posted by Victoria (here)
...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/sho...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...he-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 was what Stephanie Relfe wrote. They weren't my words or thoughts, and I'm afraid I know absolutely nothing about this at all.

[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.