We often meet the strangest people or entities in our sleep. Beings with strange colored eyes or hair. Even skin. Some are benevolent or possess an aura of malevolence. These beings can be spirits, aliens, people from our past who visiting us in their astral body or they may be those we have known and loved but have passed on to the other side. Some visitations may be some form of residual hauntings--events or actions that took place by someone from a previous time lived in your space that is your present apartment, flat or house. There are those people who will venture to guess the people we encounter while we are asleep or in an altered state, are those we have know in a past life, or who dwell in an alternate or unknown dimension. Whatever the case may truly be. Here are some of the dreams and nondream events that make me wonder just who is watching me unseen.
[NOTE:..Realness Factor (RF) refers to how realistic or vivid the dream action felt and a high level of emotion and sensory elements involved. Highest rating is normally 10. Ratings higher than 9.9 suggest the "dream" was felt to be actual events taking place on some physical, astral or spiritual level.]
DREAM KEY
Old Apt. = where I lived for 20 years and experienced strange occurrences and 15+ years of Alien dreams.
SEGMENT = an elapse of time in a dream (time of day change, minutes, hours or days have gone by)
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NIGHT VISITORS
DREAM TOPIC:..ALIEN-RELATED
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
1:46 AM
RF# 10
SUMMARY:..A man and robots? at my bedside.
PRELIMINARY EVENTS
For the past month or so my dreams have been calm, and I've had difficulty remembering them. Also, haven't done much prayer until this night when I prayed to God for the first time in a several weeks. Blessed everyone, including those baddie spirits that might want to be good spirits again, Angels, Archangels (the entire hierarchy), the tall man I've seen and dreamed about (assuming he's one and the same), and a few friends. I did not pray specifically for the ETs.
Before falling into a restless sleep, I did a silent prayer, asking God to surround me with His Presence and Energy, then I visualized the white light of protection. My final thought to no one in particular was that I didn't feel well, though not nearly as bad as I could feel. I drifted off to sleep, awakening often for the space of two hours--the longest uninterrupted bit of time was the last 45 minutes, during which I had this dream recounted below:
COMMENT
A very real-feeling dream. I'm not sure in what context to place this dream. Is it an alien visitation memory surfacing in dream format, or is it a real time event taking place astrally? Or is it simply a dream? What I can attest to is that this dream felt real and that my personality was as it would be in waking life. I find the person in the dream stands out even now as I type this account three days later. There were two things about him I remember: His face, his smile and that he recognized as someone famous. At the very least, familiar.
DREAM ACCOUNT
SEGMENT 1
I'm in bed in a bedroom that looks like my old apartment. I'm lying on my stomach with my head facing left (both as in reality). I might be at the foot of the bed.
SEGMENT 2
I think something happens here, but it is forgotten.
SEGMENT 3
I become aware that I'm not alone in the room which is dark but the immediate area is illuminated in some manner by pale light bright enough that I can tell my sheets are dark gray or olive. I sense a strong presence of someone standing beside the bed to my upper right. From that direction I hear a clicking sound and there's no doubt something is going on. I feel normal enough and lift my head to look to my right but then feel my upper body gently held down or weighted--I'm not sure how this is done, just along the upper body. This feeling of a presence is strong as if someone might be standing over me. I sense that my moving or seeing them isn't part of their agenda. But wayward me is determined to see what's going on. I say, "No, I want to see you," and I use my elbows to pivot my body, making remarkable headway because in dreams of this nature I usually hit a barrier and can move or see nothing past a peripheral range. Thus I am now facing the right corner of the bed and see peripherally--more than that, really--a very solid, wide, black leg[1] of what I feel to be a robot or machine of some sort. It isn't moving, yet I feel it is a being of some sort that can act independently.
Encouraged that I'm not being made to stop, I continue to pivot around (90 degrees, I believe) until I seem to be sitting up in the middle of the bed with these black beings--for I sense there are at least three--at my bedside but shrouded in the shadows of the dark. I can't see naught but black from left to right at the opposite corner of the bed. At this point I can not swear that I am watching from my physical body--I may be in my astral form though I feel to be normal as if in the physical. I feel no malevolence and no odd sensations.
Very soon, I see someone in the midst of the dark beings that are felt to be gathered close near the corner of the bed (which later is revealed to be the head of the bed) to my right. I'm astonished that this person--and all I see is a face and neck, the rest shrouded in the dark--is a handsome, smiling, white man[2]. I immediately recognize him as someone famous--an actor or someone I've seen on TV--or someone so familiar as to be immediately recognized. (Even now, I can see him) I sense he is with the military and that I have caught him in the middle of some sort of procedure--surgery or something odd, for he's only at the edge of the bed, and I'm positioned about a foot or so in, at the middle (a queen size bed). He's looking at me with his chin slightly uplifted, teeth showing a little--a friendly smile; he doesn't seem to be concerned that I can see him. I remain motionless and stare at him real hard, meaning for my expression to look very serious to match the tone I use when I say to him, "I know who you are." The words come out moderately emphasized. I hold his gaze I think he stops smiling, his face starts to blur out of focus and I laugh heartily then say something like "I had you going, didn't I?" because I want him to think I really don't recognize him though I do. I'm messing with him on purpose. His face comes back into focus. That's all I remember.
SEGMENT 4
I'm alone in my bedroom now. Bright yellow light from the hallway is streaming in across the headboard, so the door is open, and it is still nighttime. It's the aftermath of the visitation, still night. I'm sitting at the head of the bed, my back against the party wall. I'm thinking about the odd occurrence of how I managed to end up at the foot of the bed--how did it happen? And I'm acknowledge that now I am back at the head of it. What happened in between, I'm wondering? I do remember I had been visited at some point. I feel disquieted and pensive, full aware that I had not been alone, that I had been taken and returned but to the wrong end of the bed. (I seem to visualize having gotten up (after the visitation) and walked back to the head of the bed where I am).
SEGMENT 5
There seems to be a brief jump in time, for it now is daytime but I'm still sitting with my back propped against the wall. There is someone in the room with me but they are not seen. They are some three feet away center left from me. I think I ask her "How did (name forgotten) make out?" What's odd here is that now the visitation that was clearly mine in the previous segments, now seems to be someone else's[3]. My companion replies matter-of-factly, "She's back to her old self if she's moving furniture." And with that, I see a slender, white woman backing up into the room through a door leading from outside. I see that it is daytime and that the asked about woman is helping to carry in a lowboy dresser which is seen from the back (made of light brown wood and the backing is unfinished). The woman is wearing light brown or beige clothing. Face not seen.
FINAL COMMENTS
In waking reality, that bedroom was on the fifth floor with no door leading to outside. To the right of the dream door would be a pair of closets.
NOTES
[1]
black like a tube or barrel shape with periodic round edged protrusions of joints--think of a necklace with a barrel or tube bead then on top of it is a flat spacer bead or button of the same color that overlaps slightly with another barrel or tube bead on top of that. This being is at least four feet tall and one 'leg' at least 18 inches in diameter.
[2]
He has normal-looking human features with blond or light brown crew cut hair; pale pink-hued skin; slender, oblong face, handsome with a youthful, vibrant smile; in his 30's or 40's.
[3]
The above encounter now seems to be that of another woman's and not mine--an odd displacement that has happened in only about a handful of UFO/Alien dreams I've had.
COMMENTS
The sheet was a dark gray or olive green color. Interesting because at one point, I did have a dark gray flat sheet I used on the mattress in the old apt. This would be circa 2000. Also, the position of the bed would date any possible waking experiences to circa 1984-88 and circa 2000. There were only about 3 or 4 times in 20 years that the head of the bed was up against that party wall. Usually, the side of the bed was parallel to that wall or the bed was totally opposite to it. The room layout looked totally like the old apt. down to the hall light streaming into the bedroom a bright yellow light. Strange thing is...this 'dream' feels like a repeat dream. The only difference is that the first two segments of the dream were possibly dreamed separately at different times but were either soon forgotten or not consciously remembered and in each case never recorded.
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MAN WITH ORANGE HAIR
DREAM TOPIC:..REPEAT; STRANGERS
Saturday, February 10, 1990
RF 10.0
SUMMARY:..Man kidnaps me from apartment.
COMMENTS
Twice I dreamed about a man who appeared in the apartment I lived in at the time. The dreams weren't identical but shared the same setting and theme with slight variations in my interaction with the man (which is brief). In both dreams I was happy and reflective prior to his arrival.
DREAM ACCOUNT...(Participating)
In both dreams my apartment is spotless[1], airy, with the walls painted ultra bright white. The living room is uncluttered, there are flowers somewhere, and what little furniture there is, it's placed against the wall. This is how both dreams basically occur:
I am standing by my living room window, and a white male about six feet tall approaches me. He is wearing a white jumpsuit (or white pants and shirt) and has sculpted carrot colored hair. He picks me up by the waist. Even though I don't feel I'm in danger, I'm scared and don't want to go with him. I bang on my next door neighbor's wall and cry for help.
In the second dream he carries me off down the hall and out the back door [4].
FINAL COMMENTS.....Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Both dreams felt quite real and there was a strange feeling about the man. It was like he had a right to come and take me, that it was an appointed time for this to happen, and that it was important.
NOTES...(2 & 3 deleted)
[1]
My apt. is junky most times.
[4]
down the hall to what should be the bedroom. In reality, there is no back door in that apt.
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UNKNOWN MAN AT MY SIDE
DREAM TOPIC:..ASTRAL PROJECTION
Monday, January 8, 1990
10:12 AM
RF AVG: 9.625
SUMMARY:..I enter altered state and see a man I don't know.
PRELIMINARY EVENTS
I had a headache and laid down for a nap on the couch.
DREAM ACCOUNT
SEGMENT 1.....RF# 9.5...(Participating)
I think I dreamed for a while, but the only dream I remember is this one:
I'm in bed in my bedroom and lying on my back under the covers. I'm holding a pink cloth, and there's a snag on it--a short string that is sticking up. I look at the string and focus on it, wanting to make it move like one would do a pendulum. I fail then try again. This time the string moves in the direction I thought it to. Now the string is an inch longer and I feel a pop. I appear to have hypnotized myself into a deep trance. I feel myself drawn forward into the following scene which feels waking state real[1]:
SEGMENT 2.....RF# 9.75...(Participating)
I'm sitting on the couch (lying down in waking state) and out of the corner of my eye I see the lower legs of a dark figure[2]. I turn my head and see a handsome black man standing to my left[3]. I'm shocked to see him in my apartment. He seems friendly. I ask "Who are you?" and he says his name, "K----" or something. I think I ask where he came from (I don't remember if he answered me)
He walks over to my right side and sits beside me on the couch. I wasn't really afraid of him, and I was wondering if he was one of my Spirit Guides (I'd been asking God for one). The man is smiling. Then I feel that same pressure I did just before I saw him, then I see darkness and wake up. I still had the headache.Parts may be forgotten.
COMMENTS
In the "dream" my couch is in a direction different from waking state.
Sunday, July 19, 2009 ...— 2:59 PM:
I wonder if that man was my favorite teenage boyfriend.
NOTES
[1]
The sensation is very similar to that of astral projection, when the body feels to be moving forward but technically, the physical body isn't moving a muscle.
.[2]
He's wearing mostly dark clothing: A light colored shirt, black pants and a brown jacket.
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OTHER VISITATIONS ACCOUNTS
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Copyright..Rene Isaiah / Penny Manning..2009
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