reply to post by awakendhybrid
Here's a dream/OBE/Experience that I had years ago. I posted it and other experiences on ATS years ago hoping to meet other contactees? It shares
some similarities to your dream, how interesting! Here goes:
This experience is suspect to me due to the distances involved, though it would seem that distances as we know them are not a barrier to the ETs and
also this is the experience I tried the hardest to forget, but some still remains.
Rainy afternoon in Paris. Falling into a deep sleep. Husband was away at a meeting and would be home late, no dinner to fix. Veg time for me.
Henri, our dog (half boxer, half lab, adopted from the Bardot pound) was snuggled at my feet keeping them warm.
When I woke I was standing in the middle of a large group of people (40-50) in a huge circular room, the lighting was florescent and it smelled of
disinfectant, the pepperminty kind, (my Dad was in a VA hospital one time for pneumonia and I could swear it was the same disinfectant scent). I was
crowded in by the people, almost side to side, looking down I saw that I was standing on concrete and that I didn’t have my boots on, just socks, (I
had taken my boots off just before my nap, at home).
Looking at the people around me I noticed that many were in their nightgowns, undershirts, boxers, dress shirts with loosened ties and all were
looking straight ahead at a man on a small mock-up platform. Their expressions were as if they were drugged almost to the point of drooling on
themselves. A man a few people over caught my eye when I saw him looking around too. Then I also saw a woman over on the far side that was straining
to look over everyone’s heads.
Pushing my way through to the conscious man I heard the speaker up on the platform asking for someone else “to come on out and help me, I can’t do
this alone”. Now standing next to the conscious man I looked up at the platform. Two men dressed in flannel checked shirts, jeans and scuffy boots
were pointing at a large device next to the platform and were talking about propulsion systems. Everyone was staring at it and soaking up every word
these men said; it was as if they were in a deep trance, totally hypnotized, and told to listen to every word as if their life depended on it. I
doubt they were even aware of the people around them.
Their presentation went something like this: “Don’t be afraid, this is important for the future of our planet. When you’re flying the ships we
don’t want you to be scared, we want you to remember that they are good, that the job you are doing is to benefit mankind. It is important that you
remember that you need only be concerned with doing your job and they won’t interfere with you, just fly the ship, and there will be no problem.
They are here to help us”
And then: explaining the system which looked like metal stalactites, one cone pointing down, one pointing up to almost touch the bottom point of the
other. Around the base a blue energy flowed in a circle, around the top the same and it swirled down around the cones. They were trying to put it in
layman’s terms but they weren’t very clear, their main example was comparing it to two tornados coming together.
The conscious man next to me was muttering something to himself and was now sweating so profusely I thought that he might be having a heart attack or
something. I reached over and loosened his tie and asked him if he was alright? He said that they told him that he could leave the ship anytime he
wanted and that he wanted to leave now. “They promised.” “They promised”...over and over.
The two speakers were finished with their presentation and were asking if anyone had any questions. This is the moment I realized that though I was
conscious it was as if I was on truth serum, I couldn’t refuse their request. Raising my hand I tried to force it back down, but I just couldn’t
do it. Then I asked my question, again not able to stop myself, total truth serum mentality, I asked, “What would it take to take down one of these
ships?” “You mean land it?” “No, I mean crash it.” That question caught them by surprise and they looked at each other and starting
shifting around, very nervous.
They both looked over to a side alcove as if waiting for instructions from some unseen person. Nodding agreement with whoever was in the alcove, and
for one second, one glimpse, I could’ve sworn I saw the face of a “grey” in the entrance. And then I saw one of the speakers pointing in my
It felt like the sky was going to fall on me, it was a long, long moment, then the answer came from the alcove, they ignored me and moved on. The few
questions from the audience were pretty ABC type questions that didn’t make any sense. “Will the ships cause tornados?” “Will it upset my
cattle?” they were really out of it.
Off the hook with the speakers and their “boss” I noticed that the man next to me had dropped his wallet on the floor while he was looking for
something in his pocket, and I saw that he was getting worse, much more panicked, breathing harder, perspiring and smelling horrible. After picking
up his wallet for him I asked if I could have his driver’s license and that I would mail it back to him the next day. He just grabbed the wallet
and jammed it into his pants pocket saying that he was leaving NOW!
He pushed his way out of the back of the crowd and started running. I ran after him and followed him down the curving hallway out of the main room.
(It looked like we were underground judging from the walls and ceilings in the hallway, not on a ship as he believed). As I ran after him I saw that
the corridor was lined with stacks of wooden crates with spray paint stenciling on them. He was pretty out of shape and I overtook him and ran full
tilt into the barrier around the curve getting a full shock of blue energy.
And then I woke up at home, my husband came home soon after. Henri went around the apartment for weeks barking at every shadow, I just wanted to
forget it. I have not been bothered since by this group.
edit on 3/16/2014 by seentoomuch because: (no reason given)