Last night’s dream revolved around xenomorphs and fancy parties.
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i dreamt i was petting a wolf, who had the most magnificent fur. i wanted to sleep on him, cuddle and caress him. he spoke very softly to me about enlightenment, bearing his teeth on certain words. i can’t remember what he said but once he finished i asked him, “Oh is it that simple?” he grinned and i awoke with just a crack.
I had this dream where I was riding my bike down a foggy street at dusk. I had a light in the front that kept shining at various creatures in the opening of the wood. Crows were singing, wolves were howling, insects were dancing, and various beasts were purring. Then, it all stopped as I was riding and a faint, dramatic violin prose was playing in the background and my bike light started moving towards the opening of the wood and wouldn’t shine anywhere else. So I went over to inspect and found, twelve blue jays huddled over a dead coyote. I stripped bare and cuddled with him for a while then a wolf came over and nuzzled my ear and said “It’s right where you left it” with sullen eyes. I didn’t understand but I understood so I scratched his ears and we both shared faint whimpers. Then fangs from a (unknown) creature attacked him. Bones broke, echoing through the forest and his organs were draining from his stomach. I tried to grab for the creature but it was already gone. When I walked back to the wolf to help him he said, “we must all go, we all must die” and I cried and curled into his neck while he died.
have you ever astral projected? do you have any advice for how to?
@Anonymous
Don’t let Insidious throw you away from the idea of astral projection. Projecting yourself into far-off planes is not as far-off as you may think. The 4th dimension or the astral realm, is a very hypersensitive place where senses and consciousness come in large bouts of awareness, more so than in waking life, which remember, waking life is not so separate from these dreams. These dimensions are already a part of us. In the astral body, you are boundless; utilizing your energy field to manifest this experience.
I’ll leave you with this Spirit Science video.
Satellites crash-landed to Earth, one after the other. Pieces began to crumble. My eyes were sharp but they came at such a speed who knew where they were going to land. Tanks started pouring in, taking out anyone who wasn’t government. It looked like something from a history text book. Destruction, I held hands with anyone who was around me. We got away, but the next town was turning into the same thing. No one let go of anyone’s hand. We got away, next town to next town to next town, we crossed bridges, hide under already destructed buildings. I cried once and someone told me this was how it was supposed to be. I said it didn’t have to be this way and their words were skewed in static.
All day I have been longing for a cat I only had in the dream realm this morning. His white fur, the continents and his black fur, the sea. I held him for most of my dream, he mirrored ink blots and silhouettes. We stayed at a house far out in the country, a morbid Versailles with vines trickling up and down it’s structure. The yard was miles of bare crop circles, which I didn’t realize until I started walking around, circling, following patterns and I knew. We drove and I got lost but I found my way. We passed lakes and tunnels and endless trees. There were mountains in the sky, purples, blues, pinks, hazels, browns.
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The moon was different and it was daylight. Everyone was in hysterics and confusion, I was calm. It was all different. Radio blasts and triangular pink and red air crafts in the sky. Blinking and disappearing. Light explosions, the stargate opening. People are crying, why are they crying? Look at the sight, it’s beautiful. It’s here, I feel it. And I really miss that damn cat.
Do you think that nightmares are some sort of warning or hint? Or that they are random? or possible a mixture between the two? I had a nightmare last night that left me so anxious for hours afterward, but I'm not sure if it means something or not.
@AnonymousAwareness with dreams, in my opinion, is important (but nothing to attach yourself to). It just helps to give us an inner working of something that may be ‘wrong’ or unconsciously happening in our internal regions that can, in turn, effect our outer realm. With nightmares, it could be a result of change in your life that you have not yet accepted, or fears that you are continuously holding onto, or worry about what is going on in your life, future or past. With nightmares it is a lack of acceptance of what is going on in our lives and not fully living in the present moment, it is an attachment and reliance on ego and the material realm. If you have a nightmare, I’d suggest meditation afterwards to clear your mind, write it down, touch upon the root of the nightmare, accept, relinquish the feeling of anxiety or worry by being aware of it. Then make some tea and relax.
In my sleeping state, I had a dream that I was a man with small breasts and a penis from the Gods. I was surrounded by blurred faces perhaps women in a restaurant like kitchen. Standing there naked and exposed, tied and submitted. They were poking and prodding my penis with a silver instrument that seemed to go through my whole shaft. “Do you like that?” said the robotic voices. “Yes, I think I do,” I replied. It was erotic, rauchy, raw, and bizarrely stimulating. They clipped the area between my thighs and testicles, and told me this part was the best. Something happened before I awoke but I can’t remember.
We were sitting around in a circle in a beautiful mountainous field, drinking wine and laughing. Looking up to the sky, the clouds were shifting, streaming much faster than usual. All of a sudden, they began circling, streaming, movement. We were curious and perhaps confused, accepting, and loving. “What is that?” We asked. Two of us smiled and said, “It is what it is, it is perfect.” The world began to shake, we jolted forward and held hands. The clouds spiraled in a vortex. The scene changed, we were on a cliff, only the small patch of grass from the field was around us and in front of us, was a city. We were in a black abyss. The cloud vortex deconstructed the city, sucking up it’s infrastructure and all who surrounded the area. We stood watching with awareness, with no thought, holding hands. Then I woke up.
If it's not much trouble I'd like your opinion on this.. every now and again I'll have an incredibly vivid dream. One that I couldn't make myself forget if I tried. Well in one of these dreams I was in my backyard and there was a large (cougar sized) cat on the fence. It was white with blue accents.. I talked to it, and it did answer some questions.. it seemed more aware than I. Could this have been a real spirit? Someone or something that entered my dreamspace? I've always been curious.. ideas?
@AnonymousI think that if they attached themselves to you outside of the dream space, it’s a possibility they can send you a message through your dreams. Or it could just be a reflection of your Higher Self. Or merely information for you to learn from. The dream plane is you, all you.
Three times in the past four months I have had dreams where I am being intimate with hermaphrodites. In the first, the hermaphrodite appeared male and had very dark skin and dark hair. In the second, the hermaphrodite appeared female and had white skin and blonde hair. In the third there were two, and though they both appeared female I knew in my dream that they were hermaphrodites. If you would please, I am curious to have an outsiders opinion of these dreams.
@AnonymousIt seems to be mere simplicity of your love for both female and male, yin and yang, a balance of both. Or it may be showing you your own personal union of masculine and feminine energy within yourself. Or in more simplicity, you’d like to have sex with a hermaphrodite.
I know you're good with dreams so maybe you can interpret mine for me. I had a dream where I looked under my bed and there was a huge number of black bats and they all start to chase me until I run outside of my house where only one follows me (I am scared at this time). I manage to knock that one bat that follows me to the ground really hard to the point where I think it's dying. So then I feel terrible and I go find a baby bottle and nurse the bat back to health, loving it. What do you think?
@AnonymousThis dream may show you, that you have a bit of ways to go in your journey. Seeing bats come directly towards you, and the action of them attacking seems present, your fears are right on the surface. You run from them, you do not dictate them, you do not let go of them. They come at you with full force saying “Surrender, Surrender!” But you do not, you run from these intuitive creatures that could help you rather than hurt you.
With the swift knock to the ground, in my eyes, there could be a couple different scenarios. Only you know your experience and what it can teach you. Knocking the bat to the ground, could be you suppressing the bat or suppressing your fears. Which merely means you bottle up the fears you have rather than make yourself aware of them, aware of your ego. Fear comes from the unknowing, from the lack of accepting things as it is, Now. Bats are known for rebirthing, ego-death, keen observation, ability to see through illusion, etc. Towards the end of your dream, when you are nursing the bat back to health, it could be that you are on the cusp of ego-death, or on the cusp of seeing past the illusion, but are not yet ready to let go so rather you feed your ego back to its original state. What do you think.. moreover, how did you feel after? That is the question.
