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I realize that this post is pretty old, but I just stumbled onto it yesterday and felt compelled to share my story. I was struck to find so many
people with similar experiences online. I am not surprised to see that there is a scientific explanation for sleep paralysis, nor do I deny the
scientific explanation. As Peter Levenda has said, "Science does a great job of explaining the 'how', but cannot explain the 'why'." And
consequentially, the "how" is more of a concern for me.
I am 35. I have had a handful of experiences with sleep paralysis. One stands out as abnormal for me personally. It happened about 2 months ago.
It was daytime. I was taking a nap, sleeping on my back(I hear paralysis usually occurs while laying on your back), I remember opening my eyes
looking at my chest of drawers where my imac sits. My imac was off. All of the sudden, my vision starts to fade to bright white. I start seeing
shadows and in my mind, I'm thinking that these shadows are birds flying by and that I am starting to dream. For some reason, I was thinking
seagulls. "These must be shadows of seagulls," I thought. (maybe because I live right by the beach). Anyway, I opened my eyes, looked at my chest
of drawers, thought about what I was dreaming and realized I couldn't move. I had experienced this type of sleep paralysis before. I was wide
awake, looking around, aware of my surroundings, but couldn't move. Well, the bright light in my eyes came back, I saw the shadows (of birds?)
again, but this time I knew I wasn't dreaming. At this point, the electronic, buzzing, static, vibrating, or whatever started in my ears or in my
mind, faint at first and then it grew. It grew louder and louder and I started to freak out a little bit, but not terribly. As it got louder, the
more strange I felt...But not just "strange", it felt like a combination of sickness, nausea, a presence of complete evil, etc.. I was like a
cocktail of fear. Well as this feeling was growing inside of me, I was still completely aware mentally. The sound(and feeling) grew and grew until,
as the original poster stated, it was almost like it matched or locked in with the frequency in my mind and all of the sudden, it was like I fell out
of my body into a place below my body. If you can imagine your body being held up by something like a bed and that bed giving way and your body free
falling for a short distance of about 2 to 6 feet.
Well, the buzzing was still there, but it wasn't growing, it was just steady. The feeling of being completely surrounded by sickness, sadness, and
evil was still there. It wasn't JUST fear, it was something more. The place that I fell into was a confined space, like a coffin, but it was sort
of soft in there. The material was shiny, it reminded me of the shiny material that A/C duct work is made of. I got the feeling that it was
insulated too. It felt very much like a scientific environment. I was still laying on my back. In front of me, which would be like looking down
towards my feet, I could see a screen with images on it. I recognized the images, one being the great seal sign (pyramid with the all-seeing eye) and
other types of occult symbology. I recognized them because I have been studying the occult for the past 3 years. I wasn't in this place long,
("this place" being what felt like me being pulled outside of my own body), before I started praying. The praying helped. I could feel myself
being pulled back up to myself. Haha. Trust me, I know this sounds crazy. It does to me. So I could feel myself being pulled back up as I was
praying, I remember feeling my eyes shutter as I was struggling. And then BOOM, I was back, eyes open, looking at my room like I was wide awake, and
then BOOM, the loud buzzing starts again and I'm fighting it again, trying to keep from feeling that terrible feeling, trying to keep from being
pulled back down again....But like a vacuum, I was sucked back down in to that place again. Only, the buzzing in my mind was even louder this time,
like whatever it was really wanted me down there. Same coffin, shiny, weird, atmosphere with the images flashing. It felt like the images were
either there to brainwash, or they were images that already existed in my mind and what was in my mind was being projected onto the screen. Hard to
know for sure. i just knew that the feeling was so real and so terrible that I had to get the eff out of there. So, I started praying again. I am a
Christian and a believer that there is power in the name and in the blood of Jesus, so that's where I went for help. It worked again, I felt pulled
back, again...
I'm about to be cut off, so I will finish in another post..