Hi all
Just wanted to note a dream from Friday night/Saturday morning (interpretations welcome). It seems a few others have posted similar dreams recently, so I've no idea if its some common event or if its just my subconscious integrating others dream imagery.
I can't quite remember the order of events....I think I was woken when my girlfriends son came into the bedroom and asked her to come down to his room (he does this still occasionally) to sleep in her bed, as he was having trouble sleeping.....I'd guess about 2-4am. She left....
This may have happened before or after the first dream....I can't quite remember now.
On trying to get back to sleep laid on my back (I was reciting the POTS in my head) I suffered an attack of sleep paralysis. I did my usual trick of thrashing my legs about (the only part I can move when this happens) to wake myself up....this took a while and I noticed my breathing was shallow....so I started breathing deeply and snapped out of it.
Rolled onto my left side and had the same sensation/sleep paralysis start again! I continued the POTS and snapped out of it.
Rolled onto my right side and fell asleep reciting the POTS.
Dreamt I was still in the room with some old guy sitting at the bottom of the bed.....looking directly into his eyes hurt, but I realised this was important. Normally I'd 'overt my gaze' from him....this time I didn't...so he looked away revealing he was only a face (the rest of his head was missing). I turned his head back...I wanted to look into those eyes (I'd become semi conscious) to see what the heck 'it' was.
I was sat on the sofa of my old house, the lights where low (appart from possibly the fire place). The room was all packed into large boxes. On the sofa with me was my girlfriends youngest boy, who proceeded to tell me he had cancer. I thought about this and said he should start taking baking soda in water right away, along with cut out all wheat/dairy/sugar from his diet. His appearance changed to that of someone with a shaved head, and a white gown on throughout the conversation. The white gown disappeared as he tried to explain something to me in reply. His legs shrunk, and his ribs appeared pronounced.
The dream changed to the kitchen. The youngest boy had regained his normal appearance and was making light of what he'd just said. I noticed the front door was wide open, and boxes had been left (put?) outside. I asked him why he'd left the door open, and why he's left boxes outside? I then got a rather familiar feeling, that of fear (and a rushing sensation).....its one I've had in dark (poorly lit) dreams/nightmares since as long as I can remember having nightmares. Something had announced its arrival and I backed away from the door, looked at my girlfriends son and said "this is why we don't leave the door open!". He looked passed me at the door and screamed his lungs out in terror.....I turned to see 'nothing' in the door, as he was promptly dragged by this unseen force towards and out the door screaming all the way feeling utterly helpless with fear.
I woke up.....
On trying to get back to sleep the same dream images reappeared as if they had just been paused and never left.....I've never had that happen before. I was somewhere half way between sleeping and being awake. Rather than focus on the screaming terrified kid I looked at the door way, where the line of invisible force was coming from. I put my focus/senses there....and I saw the dam thing! It had texture, and a set of distinct imagery attached to it.....this is the thing (or so it seemed at the time, and I may be mistaken or projecting) that had terrorised me in my dreams my whole life...."Got you, you little s***! I can see you now and you can no longer hide from me"
The scene changed but I was still in a semi conscious observer state (lucidly observing the dream?) I chased it through different scenes.....I couldn't see all of it, but it fled and twisted and hid until again I got to a 'kitchen'....it had dived over a counter top leaving a trail of flames. I realised that (again this was my supposition in the dream state) this thing (alien?) was manipulating the dream state in order to hide externally...but because it was my head/dream state I could do the same.....each time I chased it/tried to see it clearly it changed the landscape to 'loose me' in the dream state. I wasn't having it anymore.....I took the construct that was the dream state and set Everything on fire....I destroyed the construct leaving nothing but me and it. From the flames it came, arms by its side staring intently at me....a dark figure.
The dream cut again....to being sat on the bed (where I'd seen the old man) holding this things hands at bay with my own.....it had pale skin, ribs showing and looked like what the kid had changed into. It was trying to touch me and/or get away and I held it there by gripping its hands...our fingers intwined. I don't know what I said to it...but it was along the lines of "I see you now, you can't do this to me anymore/you can't beat me any more/I'll fight you every time you try"
I let go of its hands, and it stepped back......then it quickly prodded me (with its right hand) in the left side of my ribs under my arm. I slapped its hand away, and it did it again with more intent. I woke up feeling like this things finger was stuck half inside my rib cage.....ouch.
This had all the elements of nightmares I'd suffered with since as far back as I can remember.....I did also wonder about the whole abduction thing (this was what I thought was happening during the dream)....the intense eyes (and not wanting to look at them), the small white creature, and its ability to inflict pain at touch......I've had many of those dreams every since I was small.
Its also possible its just fascist of my mind...perhaps something I split off that I'm fighting....or maybe an attachment of some sort.
Either way, its been with me my whole life, and last night it felt like I stood up to it. This is probably wishful thinking, but it was pretty weird to be self observing and objectively assessing my own dream state and the interaction with this thing, as best I could from inside the dream......I have no idea if I did a good job.
On my own personal weird meter (my dreams are usually pretty far out) this was gets a 10!
Just wanted to note a dream from Friday night/Saturday morning (interpretations welcome). It seems a few others have posted similar dreams recently, so I've no idea if its some common event or if its just my subconscious integrating others dream imagery.
I can't quite remember the order of events....I think I was woken when my girlfriends son came into the bedroom and asked her to come down to his room (he does this still occasionally) to sleep in her bed, as he was having trouble sleeping.....I'd guess about 2-4am. She left....
This may have happened before or after the first dream....I can't quite remember now.
On trying to get back to sleep laid on my back (I was reciting the POTS in my head) I suffered an attack of sleep paralysis. I did my usual trick of thrashing my legs about (the only part I can move when this happens) to wake myself up....this took a while and I noticed my breathing was shallow....so I started breathing deeply and snapped out of it.
Rolled onto my left side and had the same sensation/sleep paralysis start again! I continued the POTS and snapped out of it.
Rolled onto my right side and fell asleep reciting the POTS.
Dreamt I was still in the room with some old guy sitting at the bottom of the bed.....looking directly into his eyes hurt, but I realised this was important. Normally I'd 'overt my gaze' from him....this time I didn't...so he looked away revealing he was only a face (the rest of his head was missing). I turned his head back...I wanted to look into those eyes (I'd become semi conscious) to see what the heck 'it' was.
I was sat on the sofa of my old house, the lights where low (appart from possibly the fire place). The room was all packed into large boxes. On the sofa with me was my girlfriends youngest boy, who proceeded to tell me he had cancer. I thought about this and said he should start taking baking soda in water right away, along with cut out all wheat/dairy/sugar from his diet. His appearance changed to that of someone with a shaved head, and a white gown on throughout the conversation. The white gown disappeared as he tried to explain something to me in reply. His legs shrunk, and his ribs appeared pronounced.
The dream changed to the kitchen. The youngest boy had regained his normal appearance and was making light of what he'd just said. I noticed the front door was wide open, and boxes had been left (put?) outside. I asked him why he'd left the door open, and why he's left boxes outside? I then got a rather familiar feeling, that of fear (and a rushing sensation).....its one I've had in dark (poorly lit) dreams/nightmares since as long as I can remember having nightmares. Something had announced its arrival and I backed away from the door, looked at my girlfriends son and said "this is why we don't leave the door open!". He looked passed me at the door and screamed his lungs out in terror.....I turned to see 'nothing' in the door, as he was promptly dragged by this unseen force towards and out the door screaming all the way feeling utterly helpless with fear.
I woke up.....
On trying to get back to sleep the same dream images reappeared as if they had just been paused and never left.....I've never had that happen before. I was somewhere half way between sleeping and being awake. Rather than focus on the screaming terrified kid I looked at the door way, where the line of invisible force was coming from. I put my focus/senses there....and I saw the dam thing! It had texture, and a set of distinct imagery attached to it.....this is the thing (or so it seemed at the time, and I may be mistaken or projecting) that had terrorised me in my dreams my whole life...."Got you, you little s***! I can see you now and you can no longer hide from me"
The scene changed but I was still in a semi conscious observer state (lucidly observing the dream?) I chased it through different scenes.....I couldn't see all of it, but it fled and twisted and hid until again I got to a 'kitchen'....it had dived over a counter top leaving a trail of flames. I realised that (again this was my supposition in the dream state) this thing (alien?) was manipulating the dream state in order to hide externally...but because it was my head/dream state I could do the same.....each time I chased it/tried to see it clearly it changed the landscape to 'loose me' in the dream state. I wasn't having it anymore.....I took the construct that was the dream state and set Everything on fire....I destroyed the construct leaving nothing but me and it. From the flames it came, arms by its side staring intently at me....a dark figure.
The dream cut again....to being sat on the bed (where I'd seen the old man) holding this things hands at bay with my own.....it had pale skin, ribs showing and looked like what the kid had changed into. It was trying to touch me and/or get away and I held it there by gripping its hands...our fingers intwined. I don't know what I said to it...but it was along the lines of "I see you now, you can't do this to me anymore/you can't beat me any more/I'll fight you every time you try"
I let go of its hands, and it stepped back......then it quickly prodded me (with its right hand) in the left side of my ribs under my arm. I slapped its hand away, and it did it again with more intent. I woke up feeling like this things finger was stuck half inside my rib cage.....ouch.
This had all the elements of nightmares I'd suffered with since as far back as I can remember.....I did also wonder about the whole abduction thing (this was what I thought was happening during the dream)....the intense eyes (and not wanting to look at them), the small white creature, and its ability to inflict pain at touch......I've had many of those dreams every since I was small.
Its also possible its just fascist of my mind...perhaps something I split off that I'm fighting....or maybe an attachment of some sort.
Either way, its been with me my whole life, and last night it felt like I stood up to it. This is probably wishful thinking, but it was pretty weird to be self observing and objectively assessing my own dream state and the interaction with this thing, as best I could from inside the dream......I have no idea if I did a good job.
On my own personal weird meter (my dreams are usually pretty far out) this was gets a 10!
