This blog began because I had an unusual dream. This dream began with me “awake” in bed, when something surreal happened. I have since had two more of these dreams.
One of the most terrifying dreams last night because of how strong the physical sensations were, and how loud and authentic the sounds were. I had been tossing and turning for a couple hours. I had rolled I to my back and was starting to slip into a sleep. At this point, I thought I woke up, or was awake in the bed, because I was lying there seeing a view of the bedroom in darkness. This was interrupted by what felt like a takeover of my body by something else. A film square like a single frame of an old film strip appeared in front of my vision, as if out of the ether, with deeper darkness around it. A loud voice boomed into my head, introducing itself, saying I am here, and proceeding to play some black and white graphic images. These transitioned to other old looking films that were playing on a sideways orientation. Voices kept saying he knows or it knows. I do not recall the details of all the images, or all that was said, other than that the entity was arriving.
After this, physical sensations got stronger. I felt like my body was completely weightless. I began floating around the room. I wasn't able to direct myself very well in flight, it was like my body was a balloon, floating and being pushed or bumping into things. As I floated, the orientation of the room changed. The walls became the floor, and as this happened the room transitioned. Outside the door was now a different scene which I entered. This was an augmented version of my childhood home which I often dream about. In other dreams it is accurate, but not this time. I could only see part of it, and was able to float through exterior walls. It was on a steep mountain, rather than on a rolling hills. Small animals began attacking me. I was able to defend myself weakly as I was still floating like a balloon. Back in a room, I saw the painting that hangs in my real room, looked at it, and it reoriented the room to have walls be walls and I was back in the darkness of the bedroom where I was sleeping.
The dream felt like a wakeful reality again as I was lying in bed looking at the painting. Physical sensations grew again, I could feeling something stroking my head firmly, I reached up to see what it was, but with my hand placed there, I knew there was nothing touching me, but I could feel the physical bumps of where I was being touched by something that was massaging my skull. Again, I was still astonished at what was happening. The voice had not returned to speak to me. I was overwhelmed by physical sensations, full body tingling throughout the entire experience. After a while of just being in shock, I actually woke up in the bedroom and realized the whole thing had actually been a dream, despite how real it felt, and how loud and clear the voices had been.
I had a vivid dream last night of a pig-face demon man in my house. I had woken up and fallen back asleep. It was then that I was ‘awoken’ by the demon in my dream, which was really me dreaming my bedroom and home accurately with him in it.
He was in the black room near the Pig God painting. The demon woke me up by grabbing my foot and tossing me into the air off my bed a few times. The physical sensation felt very real. It was very confusing in the in-between waking state.
From there, he walked through the house to the front door, yet I could see the whole thing from my vantage point. I stood up and followed him. I feel like I may have physically reached out my hand while I was sleeping, because it felt heavy when I reached out to touch his shoulder as he was walking in the dream.
He had a very asymmetrical face. This was beyond anything I’d seen with humans. Like the halves of his face moved independently, including the placement around his head.
The next night IRL, I died in my dream, while sitting in my living room. A tornado was coming through my neighborhood. I could see it heading towards me from the window. I ended up hit by a truck that came through the window before the tornado itself. This transitioned to a powerful moment of in-between consciousness before I awoke in a hospital room. A bunch of pet snakes greeted me in the hospital.
In the dream I realized all the things and people I know live on through their Images.
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