Message #44646

[guest587]

i didn't share yesterdays dream but i had a visitor. it was an unpleasant one in that there was a lot of fear inside me. yesterday the dream felt so real-
well tonight (it's 2:25am) i woke up to a similar vibration and so i'm going to share both dreams. not all- just the parts that seem connected..

yesterdays:

a visitor, Strong hypnagogia

I wake up from a dream,

In the dream- I am at home with my Mom. It's just her and I in the house(which is true to life on this night). I am downstairs and realize there's a shadowy presence up against the glass door at the front of my house. He's peering in. I feel a strong rush of fear as he's trying to come inside the house. I slam my hand against the glass, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO" is what I yell really loudly, which causes the presence to run off and disappear. My mom asked who was it, I tell her- "some kid!" I wake up.

I think the shadowy presence was a visitor, even if a child, from a different world. (It could be this world, but a world I am not used to).

For the life of me I can't fall back asleep. I believe this might be in part because I had green tea around 4PM. I am both sensitive and addicted to caffeine and am starting to feel a shift in my attitude towards it.

Anyways... I finally am able to sleep but I am too scared to because the PULL in the hypnagogic experience is TOO STRONG. It feels forced, I can tell- immediately- there is a presence waiting for me. There is a surreal noise in my ear, and I keep myself from being taken. I don't want to go with this presence. This could be my own fear- but the feeling of this in between state was not so subtle and more like slamming me down as energy was rising to meet for an OBE.

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And todays:

black site, black crocodile


it's 2:10AM. i woke up in a bit of a panic. that same, "hand on the glass" and shadowy visitor from yesterday has cropped up in my dreams again. except this time, instead of a child it's an extremely massive black crocodile splayed horizontally against my parents bedroom windows.

in the dream.

people are coming up to me and sympathizing with me. i haven't a clue what they're talking about. even my mom says she saw me in this film. i have no recollection of being in a film. so. we watch this film in my parents bedroom. it's a documentary of some kind, and the film isn't about me but about these strange reptile beings. i happen to be in the film as someone effected by the beings.

when my segment comes up it's like an interview style on 60 minutes, mixed in with some mock footage where these documentaries re-create scenes to help paint a picture for the audience- and strangely enough i'm singing a song, playing guitar, and even rapping a little bit about my transformation.

in this documentary- i am recalling my time at a military black site. whatever that means. i notice my head is shaved and i look a little different, but this is me. there is nothing pleasant about my recollection in this documentary, it is actually quite a disturbing tale/harrowing song. i am singing about my genes being transformed. it's about becoming the thing i have previously dreamed of subduing(the crocodile). i'm watching with my parents and am just blown away why i have no memory of being there making this film- even, wondering, how i came to be such a good singer and rapper. i don't remember any of this, and i don't remember any of my time at this alleged black site either.

the song goes into full detail of my transformation- these murky waters, the changes to my DNA, and the pain associated with everything.

as we are finishing the film i look up and out the window and i see a large hand/claws slapped against the windows then quickly retract. i jump back and yell, my heart is racing. my dad looks up and wonders what i'm freaked out about. as if there's nothing there. he opens his blinds to the remainder of his windows and there's a massive black crocodile pressed horizontally against the windows. i am having a full blown heart attack. it's come for me. i wake up in a state of panic.

edit: it was a similar fear, as well, towards the unwanted visitor from yesterday.
last night- before going to bed, i prayed to god that i would like the opportunity again to encounter whatever was happening and work through the fear. i prayed for healing. is this related ... ?