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Sirius
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Hello,
I want to share some dreams I recently had.
The first one and shortest one is a dream (perhaps of a slightly different nature) I had one or two weeks ago and it was something one could call 'sensation'. It was actually just an image:
I saw a woman bikinied in orange. It didn't matter who she was (albeit I was able to identify), but rather who or what she represented. It seems to me she represented a particular kind of soul which harmonises with me. The thing of significance was that it was apparently an answer regarding a prayer I did before sleep. The day before I was depressed a lot due to hanging around so many times with so many people I simply dislike due to their STS nature mainly and simply the whole miserable world I have to face each day anew.
This sensation was accompanied by strong emotions. Days after I felt some happiness as opposed to a mood of depression and frustration.
It is interesting because it was directly connected to a long prayer which was, of course, related to that subject.
The second dream took place one day afterwards. It was a classical 'long and crazy story dream'. The interesting thing was that it was about UFOs and aliens – which is a rarity, I must add. I am usually not concerned with that stuff by night, only at daytime, but not during the night.
I found myself first floating in the ocean (looked like South Pacific) with a floating tire and occasionally docking to a very small island or a station or whatever. Then the appearance changed and I saw the same situation but now I was in a small craft floating in outer space (or sky). The curious thing was that this craft did not have a floor! It was completely opened at the bottom. I and other but positive people were inside this craft propelling it with our feeds. I asked: "Do you have also crafts with a floor?" They answered (I believe): "No, we don't, but others have. All mother ships have a floor though."
Only in retrospect I noticed the cute analogy: A floating tire being a craft; the ocean being the outer space (deep and infinite; may be hard to navigate within); an island being a planet or a base. "Ship/vessel" and "space ship", etc.
Then the craft landed on an island. There were rather negative people inhabiting it. I was brought to their commander which first intended to harm me or kill me or do unpleasant things to me (I don't know if physically though; it doesn't matter). We (I, he and some of his deputies) sit together at a small table like in a living room. At the table was a paper which looked like a contract. And then a change in his behaviour occurred suddenly. He suffered DID! A new personality kicked in which was rather friendly and insightful. And we both agreed on something which was neutral or even beneficial for me and I was free to leave.
The next thing I can remember is being within a large mother ship with many people inside. I could identify two persons, two women; the rest of people was unknown to me.
There was a long, curved corridor (this craft had this time a floor indeed!). On each wall were standing and waiting people. Both walls enclosing the corridor were full of people. There was no free space at all. Only a way through in the middle of the corridor. And all those people were just standing there and waiting silently. All were humans so far. Then two humans – they belonged to the personnel of the craft – appeared at the right end of the corridor (I stood at the outer wall of this circular corridor) and announced the coming of their or one of their commanders with the following words: "He is coming, he is coming, the big bug 6th(!) density STS being!" (The dream was mostly in English I far as I can remember; it must have been exactly this phrase)
A few seconds later a huge, two or more metres tall human-like figure appeared and went along the corridor. He looked like a big Gray, but it was not a Gray I believe (he was "superior"). He wore a cloak and was completely clothed. No hair. The two men accompanied him. This was absolutely the weirdest part of the dream at all; this alien being passing the people. The dream was very clear and not fluid at all at this point.
Then he arrived at the left end of the corridor. There was a door or entrance to a room. Someone said shortly after: "It's time for eating (or lunch). It's time for eating babies." One person was told to come in. It was a mother with her newborn baby. They were inside this room for a certain period of time. Then they left the room and the alien being, the two men and the mother with baby (the baby was carried in a blue bag and completely covered) went further along the corridor till I lost the visual. And that's it. This entire scenario was accompanied by an odd feeling inside me which was something like "why do they, the whole gathered people here, do what they do, i.e. accept it simply, let it happen? Why isn't anyone worried about the situation they find themselves in and what will happen to the baby? They will not benefit at all. Why does not anybody resist, etc.?"
The third dream is from yesterday after doing EE, meditation, relaxing and was very intensive. I and two friends were in a gigantic high-rise building. I could not identify the two, but I could nonetheless see the man's face properties. However, I do not know him at all. I could not see the woman directly. Then something happened like he killed the woman (but I am not sure whether it happened at all and whether it is important; it was probably not of importance – the dream was not about death). Then a lot of policemen came in searching for him. He was sought by the police and thus had to hide himself somewhere in the building. And I followed him due to loyalty. The situation was this: He did a mistake, perhaps a big mistake. He had dirty hands. But I was his friend and had to support him, or I thought this at least. So we both were hiding in a small chamber. This was adjacent to a flat where a family was living and present at that time. The next thing I can remember, we used lifts quite frequently in order to escape somehow. The next odd thing was: I saw a square opening where the building's large staircase could be seen. This was a moment of fear. The man said: "Do you want to look down the staircase? Look how deep it is, how dark it is!" And I said: "No! I don't want even to get close to it. I can see it from distance, its cold, its darkness. I don't want to see it. It must be very deep."
Then sometime the woman who I thought was killed found us and wanted to help us find the exit and explained how to escape. We had to pass several rooms within the building. One room was an office where many former workmates (and generally people I was confronted with over the years) of mine were working. No, they didn't work. They sat around and did nothing. Just chatting, laughing at insignificant things, etc. And all this within an absolutely unhealthy, stressful environment. Everything was tight, sticky, everywhere useless electronics nobody really needs. We went finally into this room. The two, the man and the woman, went trough it quickly. I was the last one to pass. And all the negative emotions toward these people sitting there and discomfort and anxiety arose inside me. And I thought of taking revenge or something like that, smashing everything to bits there, because we were searched for and hunted anyway; we violated the rules anyway. And my thought was: If it is the last time I see all this, this room and the people there, this chaos, I should better destroy it. But then the woman interrupted me and said: "We must go now, it's time to go, we must leave that building without delay. There is simply no time for concerning oneself with every room, otherwise they will find us, will catch us." And we went further. At some point we passed the building's entrance or main door. It was glassed and huge. The front court or whatever was in front of the building was a place with concrete ground and some steps, just what you can expect to see in front of such a building. However, it was closely-guarded. Two blond, but vigorous policewomen stood at the uppermost platform (many police cars, too). Then the woman who accompanied us (yes, one of the two friends), which was also blond, but small and ladylike, took a huge, fat and ugly blond woman from the building (do you see the balanced principles here!? I am only aware of it now, in retrospect) and they both went to the two policewomen. They worked together tough. She didn't force anyone to do anything. She, the small woman took the other ugly woman by the hand. They ugly woman began to cry incessantly. The young woman said to the policewomen: "Let us pass through, we must go now, we must go home, we must go home... She behaved terribly, really terribly. She must go home now."
Then we were allowed to pass the barrier and I (we) felt totally relieved and free. I woke up at that point early in the morning and was very rested and relaxed.
I want to share some dreams I recently had.
The first one and shortest one is a dream (perhaps of a slightly different nature) I had one or two weeks ago and it was something one could call 'sensation'. It was actually just an image:
I saw a woman bikinied in orange. It didn't matter who she was (albeit I was able to identify), but rather who or what she represented. It seems to me she represented a particular kind of soul which harmonises with me. The thing of significance was that it was apparently an answer regarding a prayer I did before sleep. The day before I was depressed a lot due to hanging around so many times with so many people I simply dislike due to their STS nature mainly and simply the whole miserable world I have to face each day anew.
This sensation was accompanied by strong emotions. Days after I felt some happiness as opposed to a mood of depression and frustration.
It is interesting because it was directly connected to a long prayer which was, of course, related to that subject.
The second dream took place one day afterwards. It was a classical 'long and crazy story dream'. The interesting thing was that it was about UFOs and aliens – which is a rarity, I must add. I am usually not concerned with that stuff by night, only at daytime, but not during the night.
I found myself first floating in the ocean (looked like South Pacific) with a floating tire and occasionally docking to a very small island or a station or whatever. Then the appearance changed and I saw the same situation but now I was in a small craft floating in outer space (or sky). The curious thing was that this craft did not have a floor! It was completely opened at the bottom. I and other but positive people were inside this craft propelling it with our feeds. I asked: "Do you have also crafts with a floor?" They answered (I believe): "No, we don't, but others have. All mother ships have a floor though."
Only in retrospect I noticed the cute analogy: A floating tire being a craft; the ocean being the outer space (deep and infinite; may be hard to navigate within); an island being a planet or a base. "Ship/vessel" and "space ship", etc.
Then the craft landed on an island. There were rather negative people inhabiting it. I was brought to their commander which first intended to harm me or kill me or do unpleasant things to me (I don't know if physically though; it doesn't matter). We (I, he and some of his deputies) sit together at a small table like in a living room. At the table was a paper which looked like a contract. And then a change in his behaviour occurred suddenly. He suffered DID! A new personality kicked in which was rather friendly and insightful. And we both agreed on something which was neutral or even beneficial for me and I was free to leave.
The next thing I can remember is being within a large mother ship with many people inside. I could identify two persons, two women; the rest of people was unknown to me.
There was a long, curved corridor (this craft had this time a floor indeed!). On each wall were standing and waiting people. Both walls enclosing the corridor were full of people. There was no free space at all. Only a way through in the middle of the corridor. And all those people were just standing there and waiting silently. All were humans so far. Then two humans – they belonged to the personnel of the craft – appeared at the right end of the corridor (I stood at the outer wall of this circular corridor) and announced the coming of their or one of their commanders with the following words: "He is coming, he is coming, the big bug 6th(!) density STS being!" (The dream was mostly in English I far as I can remember; it must have been exactly this phrase)
A few seconds later a huge, two or more metres tall human-like figure appeared and went along the corridor. He looked like a big Gray, but it was not a Gray I believe (he was "superior"). He wore a cloak and was completely clothed. No hair. The two men accompanied him. This was absolutely the weirdest part of the dream at all; this alien being passing the people. The dream was very clear and not fluid at all at this point.
Then he arrived at the left end of the corridor. There was a door or entrance to a room. Someone said shortly after: "It's time for eating (or lunch). It's time for eating babies." One person was told to come in. It was a mother with her newborn baby. They were inside this room for a certain period of time. Then they left the room and the alien being, the two men and the mother with baby (the baby was carried in a blue bag and completely covered) went further along the corridor till I lost the visual. And that's it. This entire scenario was accompanied by an odd feeling inside me which was something like "why do they, the whole gathered people here, do what they do, i.e. accept it simply, let it happen? Why isn't anyone worried about the situation they find themselves in and what will happen to the baby? They will not benefit at all. Why does not anybody resist, etc.?"
The third dream is from yesterday after doing EE, meditation, relaxing and was very intensive. I and two friends were in a gigantic high-rise building. I could not identify the two, but I could nonetheless see the man's face properties. However, I do not know him at all. I could not see the woman directly. Then something happened like he killed the woman (but I am not sure whether it happened at all and whether it is important; it was probably not of importance – the dream was not about death). Then a lot of policemen came in searching for him. He was sought by the police and thus had to hide himself somewhere in the building. And I followed him due to loyalty. The situation was this: He did a mistake, perhaps a big mistake. He had dirty hands. But I was his friend and had to support him, or I thought this at least. So we both were hiding in a small chamber. This was adjacent to a flat where a family was living and present at that time. The next thing I can remember, we used lifts quite frequently in order to escape somehow. The next odd thing was: I saw a square opening where the building's large staircase could be seen. This was a moment of fear. The man said: "Do you want to look down the staircase? Look how deep it is, how dark it is!" And I said: "No! I don't want even to get close to it. I can see it from distance, its cold, its darkness. I don't want to see it. It must be very deep."
Then sometime the woman who I thought was killed found us and wanted to help us find the exit and explained how to escape. We had to pass several rooms within the building. One room was an office where many former workmates (and generally people I was confronted with over the years) of mine were working. No, they didn't work. They sat around and did nothing. Just chatting, laughing at insignificant things, etc. And all this within an absolutely unhealthy, stressful environment. Everything was tight, sticky, everywhere useless electronics nobody really needs. We went finally into this room. The two, the man and the woman, went trough it quickly. I was the last one to pass. And all the negative emotions toward these people sitting there and discomfort and anxiety arose inside me. And I thought of taking revenge or something like that, smashing everything to bits there, because we were searched for and hunted anyway; we violated the rules anyway. And my thought was: If it is the last time I see all this, this room and the people there, this chaos, I should better destroy it. But then the woman interrupted me and said: "We must go now, it's time to go, we must leave that building without delay. There is simply no time for concerning oneself with every room, otherwise they will find us, will catch us." And we went further. At some point we passed the building's entrance or main door. It was glassed and huge. The front court or whatever was in front of the building was a place with concrete ground and some steps, just what you can expect to see in front of such a building. However, it was closely-guarded. Two blond, but vigorous policewomen stood at the uppermost platform (many police cars, too). Then the woman who accompanied us (yes, one of the two friends), which was also blond, but small and ladylike, took a huge, fat and ugly blond woman from the building (do you see the balanced principles here!? I am only aware of it now, in retrospect) and they both went to the two policewomen. They worked together tough. She didn't force anyone to do anything. She, the small woman took the other ugly woman by the hand. They ugly woman began to cry incessantly. The young woman said to the policewomen: "Let us pass through, we must go now, we must go home, we must go home... She behaved terribly, really terribly. She must go home now."
Then we were allowed to pass the barrier and I (we) felt totally relieved and free. I woke up at that point early in the morning and was very rested and relaxed.
