First of all, sorry for my bad english. But try to read between the lines, thats what dream-reading is all about after all
. It's been a long time
since I played and enjoyed myself among native englishspeakers in the virtual battlefields of the PC-game called BattleZone. Hehe!
I'd like to say that what got me into "spiritual" things is when I stumbled upon a sitsuation where I had to do my best for my well being and for
others as well. Had many years of stuckness and and selfpity and drinking. But yadda-yadda yadda. As I had to put everything on board I started to pay
attention to my dreams. As I started to break my behavioral patterns I started to get these unbeliavably life-like dreams. I don't know is it a
coincidence or what but at the same time (summer 2010) there was going on this thing called great cross with the planets.
As I started to get these new dreams (as I was starting to break my behavioral patterns) I was literally kicked in my balls by getting these almost
out-of-body experiences, clairvoyances and at the end I started to remember ALL my dreams from my early childhood to the present.
Biggest joke is I had these precognitive dreams all along my lide. Just didn't pay attention to them, and to speak the truth by my stupid selfishness
to that day all I got was nightmares.
And there's this other end of nightmares which I got myself into and only understood at the start of my so called "awakening".
In these nightmares I was escaping something evil, which hunted me. Sometimes I saw enemies surrounding me and I had this gun on my hand, which I
tried to aim at to the enemies and everytime the trigger-mechanism was stuck. I couldn't shoot and I always woke up. Reliefed. I didn't pay
attention to dreams as all I had was nightmares.
Couple of weeks went by and I met this woman little older than me and we met few times. I was always little drunk, as a shy and without any
self-confidence back then. One evening this woman opened up a bit, and told that her son had seen lately this gunman standing at the door in
night-time, which hugely scared him ofcourse. Sometims this figure walked on their apartment. Apparently the woman (if I remember right) could atleast
sense the presence of this dark figure and she tried to have higher help by reading the bible and had some mystician friend to... how do you say it...
ecxorsims (wtf?) anyway get rid of the figure. As she told me this I had this weird feeling, but I didn't ask much more about it, as she was bit
nervous to tell about it to anybody else. We met couple of times after that, but life went as it went to soon not meet eachother again.
Now to think of it and I'm sure somehow I "projected" myself to household of this girl and boy, from my nightmarish precognitive dreams. I don't
know what kind of traumas they got from this. Atleast the boy. Someday I have to clear that somehow off my karmic record. Hopely some of it has, as
last year was darkest of my life. As it was the most awarding afterall. Got little wiser, hopely.
I'm trying to go to the other end of the spectrum right now. Maybe someday I can project myself fully conscious light.
And the dreams are the key. They like to throw me around a bit, and I get these messages from something/one to my third eye.
To come and think of it, last night my last dream was about my auntie playing a piano (some Michael Jackson -tune) and saw these elephant-figures all
over my face. Last thing I saw was thins model-airplane being shown to me covered by little U.S. flags all over it.
Dreams are hidden codes. It might take weeks, days or just hours, but somedays in an instant of a second you undersand some ot it in your waking world
and you get this werid feeling. Sometimes deja-vus.
And who hasn't experienced a deja-vu??
I take them as a proof of hidden realms under our noses. We just need to learn pay attention to ourselves
. Day and night.