It looks like you're using an Ad Blocker.
Please white-list or disable AboveTopSecret.com in your ad-blocking tool.
Thank you.
Some features of ATS will be disabled while you continue to use an ad-blocker.
You mentioned before that your guardian has given you messages/guarded you. I'm curious if you've ever had any type of conversation, or some form of communication with it?
At the moment, time isn't available to go searching for your posts on experiences. So I thought this would be best given circumstance.
I'm sure there's other who would benefit and/or enjoy hearing your experiences.
Personally, I find the experiences relating to guardians most intriguing. I've heard my share of negative experiences with the paranormal.
So about a month goes by, and we brought it up at dinner one night. We explained about how we lost our ball and how the lady just stood there. We were told that lady passed away some time ago, and we seen a ghost.
They were asking me a question as to whether I wanted to stay here (on earth) when the bad things start to happen, or did I want to leave? I was answering as I woke, telling them to "get me outta here!" LOL
I get messages all the time, but not in the sense I can hear it audibly. It's more like that 'little voice' we all get in our thoughts that tell us when we don't need, or do need, to be doing certain things, know what I mean? That's our guides, or higher self, speaking to us.
ou can check out my posts only by hitting the little man under my avatar, then click on "posts in thread". That will bring up my posts, and no one else. I admit, there are a lot of replies I've posted to other members, but it would be a way to scan over my experiences, if you're interested.
I think I may have a few things in some other threads by me that I may not have included here. You can go to my profile, then click on the flag to see the best threads I've authored. Most lean on the side of paranormal.
I was at a friend's house for their birthday, which I sadly haven't done since I was 17-18 I think. (My friends don't even remember my birthday anymore... ) So it's kind of a 'set in the past' dream I guess. The hour is growing late and my friends and I want to go home. The one who's birthday it was has to drive us home, I'm not sure what the reasoning was for that.
The car was bizarre, there wasn't really an interior at first, just full of a grey material that we had to manipulate to forge seats. The rear window had like a lattice-work pattern on it. It was super cramped but we somehow were able to get in. We start driving and we're going nowhere near where we should have been going, ultimately ending up on the highway going towards the big city to the north of our hometown. I'm freaking out because the car is going in reverse (the lattice-work window was up front), but no one else seems to care until I pointed it out and the car reformed to be going the proper way. As we were driving the interior of the car had started to form into an actual interior.
I was sitting in what would have been the rear right and now the front left seat, next to the driver (making it like a foreign vehicle/post office truck with the wheel on the right), and two friends were behind us. (one had been in front while the car was going in reverse, then warped back there when it fixed itself) We're driving along an overpass and the driver is constantly looking back, talking to the person behind them. I'm freaking out even more, but it's too late. We go hurtling into a curve, over the guard rail, and smash into a building.
We all pick ourselves up off the ground, and I look at the remains of the car. I immediately back off as I see one of our very dead bodies lying in a little 'trench' near the wreck. I told the others not to look, because we'd be okay as long as we didn't know we were dead, or something weird like that.
We then hear people talking about us and standing above us along a walkway are three men in suits from the '20s or '30s, pointing firearms at us. They bicker amongst themselves for a little bit, then walk away after realizing we weren't invading their 'turf' or whatever it was they wanted to shoot us over. We walk around the building and into a courtyard and there are all sorts of people, with garments from all sorts of time periods.
I'm strangely not upset that I'm dead and gangsters from yore wanted to shoot me, but mostly confused. A man sees me and we start to talk, I ask why all these spirits are here, he tells me something about how there are billions of the dead and we outnumber the living. I think we were in some kind of 'purgatory.' He also mentions something about there being four angels that are supposed to bring us to this other location, but there's something going on that prevents that. Whatever the other place was, one of the angels is there, a willing captive of who or whatever had taken it over.
The dream ended as we were talking about that situation and he had shown me a portal to this place, which was housed in what would be a drainage pipe in the non-purgatory world.