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The Light in the Room

talking with my sister during TG she told me of a dream she used to have when a child.  a light would pervade the room at night. This light would spill through the blinds and she would become very frightened because there were “aliens coming  into the bedroom”. She would always fear the nights.

if this is not a clear indication of alien visitations and screen memories, I don't  know what is. she is a very down  to earth person; I recently gave her a book about aliens and she read   3 pages and tossed it away. If I talk about this with her she will ask   very  practical questions because she does not have a reference point on how to analyze these dreams, she does noo believe in OBEs, aliens or the supernatural.

on the other hand, she may have been influenced by movies;  at least I want to throw this  in, because it is a real possibility. There is along standing history of weird dreams, sleep paralysis in the family. My mother, 87, clearly told us, she went out of her body into the street while she took a nap on her reclining chair in the family room. She saw an old woman beckoning her to  her side and she suddenly realized;  “If I do that I will never go back to my body”, so she snapped from it, consciously.  

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A Strange Being on Top of Me

Once upon a time,many decades ago, I was paralyzed during my sleep. I woke up-- my consciousness was awake and alert but not my physical body -- and someone was on top of me, a male, I could feel. The sensation or image that came to my mind was of the creature that you see above. The scales on the legs and the bent knees were similar. I had never seen anything similar to what I experienced that night until I saw these pictures. Of course, I tried to wake up completely, which I could do with great difficulty, after trying for several minutes with all the strength of my mind.

This is the idea of demons that many people have. I don't believe in demons, but in beings who are not as spiritually advanced than the victim. This was probably one of them. The way to these experiences is apparently through whatever is sensing and thinking when our bodies go to rest. We are unaware of what is happening until we feel the attack, and most of the times that is when we wake up.

Time Dream Again

I deamed about TIME again. The saga continues. I was interacting with the characters of a story I was writing, or I was writing a script and discussing it with my characters. In the story, I would send them to another time/space. The food I sent would arrive damaged so I needed to have that straight before I could send them.

My characters were young people of college age and they gave me ideas about the story. I see them in line looking at me, laughing and having a good time. I sometimes send them to that time--one at a time-- and they come back and tell me how the conditions are.

Classroom, Safety Issues, Trinkets

This happened 9.29.2009

I am in a classroom, and oddly enough, the teacher is a very technical friend I had many years ago as a peer engineer, Richard. I was a student among important others; I could see president Obama in front of me. There was also a young lady whose name I knew during the dream but have now forgotten, and others. We had all submitted an essay of some sort; some of them had been in the form of a poem.

My old friend was smiling, we were apprehensive of his critique, the grading of our papers, etc. The subject had to be all encompassing, not personal, pertaining to humanity, the world. I think we discussed one of the essays and then we all retired to our quarters. My room was as small as a closet and had a balcony overseeing the lower levels and balconies, which I saw like a repeating pattern. I looked down.

Then comes another peer of the same period of my life to visit in this small room; we chit-chat, talk about the essays. I want to retire my essay, but I know my friend, the teacher, has already read it. I am revising my essay and the process is instantaneous. Richard, the teacher, knows every change I make immediately.

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Scene Change: I am on my scooter. Another scooter rides 20-30 feet ahead of me. It's like mine (white) but black.. There is a safety ribbon across the street we are riding ahead and the guy cuts it and continues riding on the unsafe area. When I get there I pull over to the left side and try to restore the ribbon to its original place. There is a man silently watching me, behind me. I start pulling things --too many- from the storage area, too many to fit in real life, but hey, this is a dream!

The man tells me that he is the one that put the ribbon there and he thanks me. There is a long line of cars waiting behind me for the restrictions to clear and ride on that street. I stay on the side talking with him, he also has a black scooter like mine.

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Change of scene again: I am in a department store with my sister looking for trinkets in a big box. There are lots of small purses in colors like magenta and blue. The store keeper is watching us closely, we get angry and leave.

I Am Given a Sexual Organ

I am dreaming that I am disrobing, but suddenly I see a long, 14-16 inches flat penis attached to my body. ( Really! Do they exist?) In the dream - it felt so real- I think: This is not a dream I can feel it as part of my body. Intrigued, I lift it with both my hands and find it is indeed flesh and flat! The place where  it joins to my body is like a saddle. It does not not have any sensation so I decide to store it back. I think I recall vaguely thinking that the situation did not merit any more of my attention. And then, I awake.

NOTE: The feeling when I looked at my new attachment with intrigue, It felt real and I did not find it abnormal, on the contrary I decide d-- it was not a dream.This is some crazy dream/experience!

Related dream

Meeting In My Home

In this dream December, 6th, I am in a house I owned several years back.

It is by night and we enter through a gated porch, there are some people behind me that I don't know and I cannot see, following me into the house. I remember I thought what would the neighbors think about this influx of people into my home?

I see many rooms, we all walk about and stay on those rooms in pairs. It seems we stay there for an  overnight and we are “taking classes”. I kind of recall a man that used to be my department manager and talked to him  or just acknowledging him. He was always fond of me. I don't recall any serious event going on other than that “we were there to attend some classes.”