我nteresting thread. Two weekends ago I had a rather unusual experience. I'd pretty much always believed in aliens, but ghosts seemed rather outlandish until it was explained to me in the Cass material.
Anyway, I was having a dream on Saturday night about a major hurricane coming through Florida and causing widespread chaos. There was total anarchy; imagine all of Central Florida being like New Orleans. However, instead of sending aid, they placed the area under a military quarantine. My dad and I found this old guy who was carrying a radio around and he was talking gibberish, but kept coming back to the point that we belonged to "them" we were "their" toys and "they" were going to conduct various experiments on us in order to make us more useful. Then we saw some tanks coming down the road, and we thought that the guy was talking about the military. For some reason we believed him and ran into the woods. (There was more to it than that, but I'm trying to simplify it to keep you from reading about the unnecessary weird stuff that comes out of my head) After we ran into the woods, I woke up and felt a presence and what I like to refer to as a cold field. A cold field is a sensation where your body is warm, but your insides feel like they are freezing. I was wary of this, but the cold field gradually subsided after awhile and I thought I was just shaken up because I had a weird dream.
When I went back to sleep, I immediately fell into another dream, where I was inside my house during a chaotic thunderstorm. It was like they were firing lightning out of cannons up in the sky or something. When the lightning flashed, I could see these dark figures breifly illuminated. They looked like shadows, but they moved. They were running around and around the house and I had the feeling they were going to get me. For some reason, I walked to the center of the house and tried to meditate, of all things. When I got into my meditation stance, all of this energy flew out of my body and condensed into silver lightning bolts that started striking rapidly around the house. These lightning bolts left a bit of a glow where they hit the ground, and the lightning bolts formed a circle around the house. After that, the thunderstorm subsided, and I felt that I was safe. After that, I was dumped into another dream where I was running through a dark forest. Everything was pitch black, and I was just stumbling around. Eventually, I saw a light, and I wandered into this camp where they were throwing some kind of tiki party. Some guy offers me a beer, and I decline and decide to sit on the edge of camp and try to get a grip on myself. Then I'm approached by this aryan child who starts talking to me about time travel and multiverse theory. The kid is about 3 years old, and I'm fascinated by his discussion, but most of it is incomprehensible to me. Eventually he tells me that one day I will understand, and he leaves. Then another guy, about mid 20's comes over to me, and I notice he's holding my dream journal. He's open to a page where I had a dream about conducting high energy physics experiments (it was a really obscure sketchy dream) and he tells me that once one has sufficient awareness, they can actually manipulate particles at the quantum level instead of just influencing their behavior. He then scrawls down this formula over the page that is supposed to represent the relationship. By this point, all of this nonsense was so far over my head that all I could do was stare. He tells me to never forget what I've learned. Then I lose it for some reason, and go tearing through the woods like some wild animal, clutching the journal.
After that, I find myself in a sort of semi-sleep, listening to the familiar hum of my bedroom fan. I feel that cold feeling come over me again, and a deep voice says, "Good Morning Neil." I sit straight up in my bed, wide awake. I notice that nothing is there, and my dad is still snoring at the other end of the house. I at first try to reconstruct the formula on a sheet of paper, and then get to thinking that I'm probably going crazy. The memories of the dreams come rushing back to me, and I have about a 15 minute breakdown period where I try to figure out whether or not I'm turning into some type of New Age lunatic. I calm myself by realizing it is not the first weird thing that has happened to me and probably won't be the last, and that as long as I try to remain sane and objective, I will be ok.
剩下的时间都是正常的。我regain my composure and restore my outer appearance of being a normal human. Sunday night rolls around, and I have this funny suspiscion that something is going to happen. I go to bed hoping for the best. That night, I have a dream, for brevity, that I get stuck in some sort of pocket universe. The "universe" consists of a little town and its countryside. Maybe an area of 300 sq miles. Throughout my time in this universe, I'm being chased by MIBs. I eventually meet this girl who tells me that I somehow got stuck in this realm, and that people are chasing me because they want my mind. I ask her to clarify, and she says that people like her can control reality with their minds and that I could too if given the proper training. She makes a doorway appear in a concrete wall as a sort of demonstration. I follow her into her house, which is full of books and maps. I tell her that the reality thing is cool, but I would really rather get back to Earth. She starts asking me about Texas, and concludes that she can take me through a portal to Texas if we obtain a certain artifact. She also tells me that a few hours in this pocket universe will pass like years on Earth. I tell her I don't care, I just want to go back. So we go through through an industrial district, being fervently chased by MIBs. She manages to lose them with her cool reality manipulating powers and teleports us inside a factory where this artifact is supposed to be hidden. We start digging through tools and drawers and junk and I find the artifact. This artifact is simply the hands to a grandfather clock. She grabs it from me and runs out of the building. She materializes a car and we head back toward the "Museum of Time" but not before having another round with the MIBs. This time they are coordinating their attacks from black helicopters which seem to be immune to my girlfriend's powers. We somehow get to the Museum, and she leads me to a room that is full of clocks. (Interestingly, this is also the same place that the dream began) We find a clock that is missing its hands, and she puts them on. She then tells me to stand in front of it, bids me farewell, and tells me that this will warp me to the realm called Texas. She sets the time to 1:30, and I am enveloped in a bright light. The next thing I know, I'm standing out in a barren plain. I realize that there is a lot of concrete in this plain, and I see the remnants of a few buildings. It looks like the place was nuked. I look up in the sky and notice a bunch of black, V-shaped craft gliding gracefully through the air. The craft have a triangular section of their middle cut out of them so they truly look like the letter V. Then some silver craft that look vaguely like SR-72s come and engage the Vs. One of the silver craft lands next to me and a congenial centaur type alien tells me to get in before I get blown up. I'm skeptical, but getting in the craft sounds better than being in a warzone, so I do it. The craft is basically just a souped-up airplane, but it gets me to orbit. In Earth's orbit there is a much larger battle going on between huge vessels. I get on a carrier ship, and one of the Centaur commanders tells me that Earth's population has been decimated, down to about 600 million. He also tells me that Sol and several other systems got sucked into some type of alternate universe which the people on the black ships are trying to conquer. There are several space battles as I stay with this Centaur species as they go to various planets and outposts. I woke up during one of the battles.
我heard a crash noise in the house and then a lot of creaking. At this time, I got the feeling I was dealing with some sort of entity. I felt the cold field, but it was different this time. It felt like I was wrapped in a cocoon of coldness, and that something was groping at my insides. I got into a slumpped position in my bed, and my body started shaking. My head rolled from side to side and I could barely concentrate. I was numb and almost paralyzed. I felt like something was trying to subdue my consciousness. I started alternating between coherent sentences like "You can't have me," "I will never obey you" and gibberish like "mo nah may yo no rah." I don't really know if it was me who was saying these things or not. Eventually, after several minutes of this I started gaining power over the entity. It was trying to tell me to abandon my path or something like that, and I told it that I was too far along to quit now. Shortly after that, it just ended. There was no more cold, and full control of my body was restored. Weird huh?
我t sounds pretty crazy, but I was following this thread and thought I would bring up this experience to see what you all thought. It must be the weirdest thing I've ever experienced. I included the dreams as background. It seemed interesting that this was happening in between these weird dreams. Yeah, it is interesting to ponder what exactly we are dealing with...