posted on May, 23 2009 @ 12:50 PM
I can't ever remember having an outer body experience, but I had a dream that was sorta strange a couple weeks ago. It's the last dream I remember
having since. I don't remember my dreams that often, It seems like maybe a couple or so every year.
I'll try to explain this as well as I possibly can.
It starts out in an arctic region somewhere; a lot of cold, and a lot of ice. In the dream, there are some other people that I don't remember
knowing, but I got the impression that I knew them. Anyways we find ourselves crawling across this ice walk way that was lining this huge rock wall
that was separating land from water. We were single file on this little walkway, and I was in the back. I remember looking up and seeing nothing but
rock going straight up for what seemed like miles on my left, and on my right, nothing but ocean, deep ocean. It was pretty terrifying.
As we were crawling along this walk way, there was an earthquake or something, and the ice broke. The other people kept crawling, and I fell into the
ocean. The cold was paralyzing, and I remember sinking, and from the blackness of the ocean, this killer whale comes, and bites me in the torso, then
decides I wasn't the other white meat, so he knocks me back onto the ice ledge. So I sit there asking for help, and no one seems to care. I'm alone,
just sitting there bleeding to death, and I hear a voice yell out " You gotta climb! He's coming back!" I look up, and see a man on a cliff above,
then look below, and seen the whale coming back. I start to panic, and then I remember looking at my hand because of getting this sensation that
something is poking my hand. It seems as if my blood has some sort of special properties now.
Strangely enough, my blood is forming these blood red crystals. So I start taking pressure off my side, so that I can bleed out, but I am not
suffering the effects of blood withdrawl, and my own blood is forming crystals on the rock face as I smear it here and there. I use them to climb up
to this man, and finally make it to him.
We end up waiting for awhile, until the whale below loses interest, and then the man just jumps off the cliff, and lands in the water. I remember
thinking, that man is as good as dead, and just as I get ready to look down below, the ice is gone, and the ocean looks more inviting. Almost as if it
went from arctic cold, to tropical paradise. I hesitated for awhile because of my fear of heights. Then the guy assures me I will be fine, and that if
I jump, that he will guide me back to safety. So I jump, and the last thing I remember is that feeling you get whenever your on a roller coaster, and
going down that first large hill. I black out half way down, remember the warm water, then the dream ends...
That dream baffles me to no end.