posted on Nov, 11 2010 @ 06:37 AM
Tbh I don't think there's need for this talk about "battles with spirits". Imo give consideration to the content...
I had one of these classic sleep paralysis episodes that sticks out very clearly in my mind. Classic "dreamt I'd woken up". First sensation I
picked up on was firstly of pressure, but also a strong static impression, like static electricity. This seemed to go hand in hand with the sense of
I'm a philosopher by nature even as a young teen. I don't strictly believe in "good and evil". It's all subjective. I'm also interested in
physics and biology, and though I hadn't heard of sleep paralysis when this happened, the cogs still whirred so to speak.
I "woke up" and saw the dark bedroom. At the end of my bed as I looked down I saw the black silhouttes of two short black figures with glowing red
eyes, and naturally panicked and hid under the duvet. Was quite hot under there that time of year! After hiding a moment, I could still feel the
static / evil.
Several things crossed my mind. Somehow I recognised that fear was feeding the images. They were drawing on my fear. At this stage, being half asleep
I still hadn't realised they weren't "real" so to speak.
I think I had been considering earlier the differences in people, good and evil, misunderstandings, judgements and so on. Perhaps this was my mind's
way of considering the possibilities in my sleep. I considered, hiding under the sheet, what these people would feel if confronted by fear and hiding
all their lives.
I promptly felt concern for them, and hoped to project that as I pulled the duvet down from my head.
Things changed immediately. I no longer felt fear, but the same sort of love / concern I was projecting.
In retrospect what that should tell you is that you're experiencing a "software bug" of sorts, and experiencing a feedback loop. Perhaps there is a
charge built up in one area. The usually "closed circuit" is feeding back with the contribution of adrenaline. Try changing your thoughts to a more
positive note, and you may find an instant resolution.
The scenery changed. I found myself drifting down the hall. Kinda like my hall but a lot bigger. On the side were representations of all sorts of
things.. We're talking star wars.. Yetis (all colours and sizes), swampy things with tentacles etc. In harsh terms you might say a hall of freaks. In
fairness, in that dreamlike state I recognised purely that everyone is different. As such there are no freaks. Perhaps that was simply my mind
registering the change in thought processes. There were no longer differences to fear.
This finished with the cavern. Not sure where my sleepy brain borrowed this one from (any TV show or film?). Big sandstone coloured cavern, looking
down at hordes of "alien" children, with beautiful big blue eyes (unusual eyes) Pink skin etc but large heads. Essentially perhaps this is just the
way we represent a combination of children's features in our minds (amplify the differences), and with the rest of the dream, accept differences in
people and feel at comfort with it. Not sure the paternal significance though (felt they were looking at me as a father of sorts). Psychologically
that's probably as simply covered as the rest.
And that's it... Basically a dream where I'm adapting to the real world, confronting fears and changing my outlook for the better (as probably
happens all the time), but due to the SP interruption, I experience and memorise it far more readily. Yes dreams are apparently VERY vivid and
realistic. Nope.. I'm not "skipping through daisies" as a result of the SP episode or anything since ;o)