Mind Control in my Dreams

Last night I had a dream about trying to access hidden parts of my mind but was unable to. At first I saw a room that was lobby like, but I was refused entry by security guards. Later I found myself inside the lobby area trying to advance forward, but just as I started moving I felt a force holding me back and suddenly the security guards surrounded me escorting me out. In the dream, I constantly would try and try to access and reclaim the room (or rather my mind), but then I would be pushed back out. I could never really hold on to anything…and each time I entered, I felt more powerful and could remember tidbits of myself more. But each time I got pushed out, those tidbits were claimed by whoever occupied and claimed my mind. Finally I tried another time and this time found myself walking in through the lobby. I shouted out “I’m here!” letting whoever know that I was back to reclaim my space and mind.

I continued walking down the hall and little bit and around the corner were I saw what looked like a Musuem (there was displays inside glass cases everywhere and books and pamphlets everywhere). There was also an elevator. For some reason I found myself carrying a briefcase. I started grabbing books and pamphlets and soon after I felt the force pushing me out back into the hallway into the lobby and eventually out to my mind. The security guards appeared again, but among them was a man who looked very businesslike and muscular. He spoke to me very clearly at the time and mentioned the briefcase. He told me to put the books and pamphlets into the briefcase, for which some reason I did, partially. As I was being escorted out, he began to laugh and as I was nearing the exit, he shouted out that my briefcase was empty and that what I had taken was reclaimed by him. I opened the brifcase to find it empty of contents. He was still laughing when I exited. I did however have some pamphlets in my hand, so i felt I made some progress. The rest of the dream was myself and some friends trying to figure out how to access my mind from the pamphlets I had grabbed. It was slow progress but I was able to reclaim some portion of my mind and who I was permanently. The dream ended not too long after.

This is remniscient of another dream about someone controlling my mind/actions, not too long ago. Not sure if I catalogued it, but here is the gist of it

Well I had a dream where I was living my life like normal, except every couple of years or so, a man would appear which gave me the chills and creeps. I would see him and for some reason I felt uneasy about him and then later I would realize that I met this person many times before, but i would always forget about him. Anyways, he would come by me and things would just happen around me as if I wasn’t there {but I was there]. Its kinda hard to explain. Anyways one day I was working on my computer/keyboard desk and I felt a prescence behind me and I turned very quickly and it was as if I hit a brick wall. The man was there again, and this time his voice was booming in my head giving me instructions and I was feeling so powerless and I felt like I was becoming smaller and smaller in size. In the dream, I knew this person, but I didnt want to know him because I felt dirty – I never really remembered what took place after he would arrive, there is blackness, and then he’s gone until the next time.

A Nightmare, A Dream, and A Visit

I haven’t had a paralysis event for quite some time now, at least not for a year since I moved in with my fiance and her sons. Since I moved in, the youngest (who I shall refer to as C) I realize has had night terrors much longer than he has known me.. He sometimes describes seeing things during the night. Last night two events took place that made me think this may be more than just a “sleep paralysis” event. Here is what happened last night:

Early morning on September 2, around 3:30, my fiance and I were both woken up by C (my 8-year old soon to be step-son). He had called out in the middle of the night for mom. I was woken out of a dream I was having and immediately went into his room and my fiancee followed. He had a nightmare and was scared. He did not want to recall his nightmare. A few times that night he called out and said he couldnt sleep and we ended up going back to bed. At around 4:11, C came into our bedroom and said that he could see things in the light (he was referring to the hall light outside his room that was on) and that he was still unable to sleep. He could not describe what he saw, but he did say that there were many things he saw. Finally we got him to go back to bed.

For awhile I just laid in bed next to my fiance, with my arm across her holding her in an embrace. I was dozing and having intermittened dreams, one of which was about C. We were in a place resembling a cinema and C was all alone sitting before the screen. Something was on the screen but unable to view it, and I could see the man running the film projector suddenly stopping the film and putting something else on. When the projector stopped, it felt like everything shut down and I was afraid this was related to C and his dreams. In fact when I saw the man changing the reel, I felt that this would stop development on some fundamental part for C. I woke out of this dream still in the same position I was, my arm embracing my fiance. I must have been thinking about things, as I laid awake.

All of a sudden I heard a clamor/ruckus taking place below our room (our bedrooms are on the second floor). I heard THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD! throughout the house, as if someone had just entered the house and stomping loudly as it ran throughout the place to make itself heard and known. But I knew something wasn’t right, as our dog did not bark. The feeling that a foreign intrusive prescence was making itself known in the house was frightening and then I felt it pass through me from the floor below, in which case my entire body became tingly with sensation and I saw in my mind’s eye, shimmering blue light. This did not last very long as fear envoloped me. My body was paralyzed, although I could move my eyes. I looked over at my fiance who was calm and her eyes closed, and I tried to shake her with my arm, but I could not move my arm. I tried to squeeze her arm with my hand, but again I had no luck. I couldnt get my fingers to move. I then tried to call her name, but my voice came out, or at least I thought I did, as a whisper. She must have heard something as she woke up and saw me and asked me if everything was alright. It was only then that the paralysis broke, the tingly sensation was gone and the feeling of another presence vanished. I was no longer afriad. In light of C’s earlier night terror incident, I wonder if somehow my paralysis event is related?

When everything was calm my fiance related that she saw me and that it looked like I was having difficulty breathing. She said that my eyes were wide open and that I was not sleeping. And that I was cold to touch and that I had goosebumps. I was so relieved when I saw her wake up.

I felt like this spirit/entity was sending me a message and I do not like it at all. I think its message was that it exists and it made sure that I knew that.

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The Mysterious Missile and The Space Children

In my dream last night, I found myself in a world where everyone I had met arrived.  I saw thousands of people and something was taking place I can’t quite figure out. People were being arbitrarily picked out from the crowd and dissapeared.  In this melee people were dispersed, people formed groups and then they were dispersed even more.  No one could really stay within a certain group, and yet in this confusion, people wanted to stick together.  It was a world spiraling out of control.  Finally darkness fell and a transition in my dream occurred.

I found myself in the woods looking up at the night sky.  It was black and full of stars.  I then began to hear a noise and when I searched I saw what at first looked like a plane in the distance near the horizon, rising up.  But I soon noticed it was traveling too fast across the sky to be a plane.  It shot over me and the body of it looked like a missile of some sort, but in the dark it was hard to make it out.  It dissapeared at the other end of the black sky and I stood there waiting for some type of explosion that never came.  Before I knew it morning came and I realized I was waiting for some people to arrive.  I was startled to find out that not only they had come, but they were waiting for me.  As commotion about their arrival stirred, I saw them.  They were 12 year old children, about four or five of them.  Under a patch of pine trees and barren earth, they were talking with each other like teens do, and their space suits and helmets neatly packed beside them.  I wasn’t expecting them to be ready so early, in fact I was expecting them to be still in their space uniforms, coming back from their mission.  Something was not right. How did they get here so fast without my noticing? And secondly, did this have anything to do with that “missile’ I saw last night?  Something took place and I missed it.  Everything about this was strange. As I approached them, one of the children saw me and with brightness on his face began to start towards me.  He was stopped by an older child who also sensed this strangeness.  In this moment, I realized that the child was holding a frog or a toad he had found in the woods.  It had leaped out of his hands and floated upwards, surprising all of us.  Suddenly something stumbled from out of the woods into our area.  It was like a giant jellyfish, but different. It was a creature I’ve never seen before. It barreled towards the children.  As it arrived in their vicintity, it shriveled up and died.  Whatever this strangeness was, it was a life and death issue.  This incident made me unsure of where the line of normal physics and life met with ultra-strangeness.  I did not venture forth to meet the children, and neither did they ventured forth from the area they occupied. And then I woke up.

The Dagger and the Giant

I wanted to share with you a dream I had last night. Actually this is a second time I dreamt this.  In my dream there was quite alot of incoherency taking place, as do all dreams when they first start out, and out of this incoherency I saw two women in a room.  There in the room was a large-sized map laid out on a table in which I saw great land masses, mountain ranges, and systems of rivers.  The one woman spoke to the other – relating some news of some kind.  The other woman’s response was outrage and anger at somebody – who was not present in the room. Vowing vengeance of some kind ["The Scorpion!" she cried] she withdrew a dagger which she immediately stabbed the map that was on the table.  The dagger went through an area of a large river.  The weird thing was – just as she did this – I was suddenly transported to this very place in the physical, watching an enormous blade of the dagger coming down from the clouds into the large blue river in which I saw ancient navy vessels of some sort.  The enormous blade began moving down the river (it was huge) seeking whomever it was seeking to impose its wrath upon.  I followed it as I saw we were passing small towns and cities on the river – of an ancient people who were frightened by this enormous dagger.  This was not the first time they had seen such a thing and they were very scared by it.  I could see small people fishing in the river and the enormous dagger moved through their fishing waters – just following the river in all its turns and stretches – like a shark.  Then I found myself in an area by the river in a fog.  The blade of the dagger nowhere to be found, but I still had the feeling it was still searching down the river.  Out of the fog I saw two enormous hands cupped together and in the palms of these hands were frightened people.  The fog cleared and before me I saw an enormous giant.  He was all furry and he was moving quickly down the river with all these small people in his hands.  And as he was carrying them to safety, I could hear this meditative hum [almost like the choir of angels] which gradually grew louder and then the sound of his every step which shook the earth.  And then my dream ended as my alarm went off…  

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