I was reluctant to make this thread.
I am an 'accidental' psychic, and it's killing me.
Psychic may not even be the word ... My studies on such subjects are little to none ... The reason being, in a field of study such as Psychic ability,
i believe it'd be hard to find definitive answers or the 'truth' ... Books are written to be sold, and often the authors just plagiarize other authors
or experts before them, or just outright lie in order to sell ...
It's strange, because i am here looking for advice and answers, but at the same time i'd be reluctant to accept any of it ... I guess i'll know real
truth or advice if i see it.
I'm not really sure where to begin. I'm not sure when this happened, and i am certainly not sure why.
I havn't had an accident or any head or brain injury ... No major event has happened in my life that would 'trigger' such an ability as i've often
heard from television and radio shows.
My aunt (mother's sister) used to claim that my mother was a psychic, and even called her a witch, but my mother denies such abilities.
My own 'abilities' (curses) vary ... Many of my psychic experiences (although not all of them) come from a dream state ....
When i wake up from these 'dreams', i feel as if i havn't slept in weeks. In fact, i feel as if i ran a marathon in lew of sleep. Sometimes, the
following day, i even feel feverish. Feverish enough to check my temperature, which always contradicts my feverish feelings.
Some of the hardest psychic dreams to deal with are the dreams in which dead people come to see me ... Almost every time, these aren't dead people who
i was very close with ... In fact, most times, i wasn't close at ALL, with these people, rather close to people who WERE close to them.
These people always know they're dead. They come to me soon after they die, with an important message of sorts. Also, they're always in a hurry to
'get back' to where they're supposed to be. Sometimes, they ask me to bring people to see them, and in my dreams, i do. Other times, they have
something that they want me to do, not in real life, but in the dream itself. They never have warnings or give me visions of the future, but are
there for their own 'selfish' reasons. To either have closure for themselves, or to provide closure to their own loved ones. I am acting as a middle
man for them.
To recap, the similarities between dead visitors are:
1. They know they're dead.
2. They're in a hurry to get back.
3. They want to see or talk to someone other than myself.
4. They contact me by telephone
5. Non recurring dreams. Meaning, before or after these dream 'meetings', this person never enters my subconscious thought. I don't dream about
these people, and really don't think about them in my everyday life. As i've said, these people weren't necessarily close to me in life.
The first time this happened was 2001. I've had 4 of these dreams, communicating with the dead, the most recent last November. If it weren't for
the horrible feeling i have the following day and sometimes week, i wouldn't know these dreams from everyday dreams. They are no more vivid than my
usual dreams, which can be quite vivid.
There is one exception. One of my dream meetings came from a person who is still alive. The one thing he has in common with the 'dead' is the fact
that he's been rendered nearly immobile (from multiple strokes), and cannot speak. He was very angry in my dream, and wasn't in a hurry to 'get back'
anywhere. This one left me drained for around a week, and was (and still is) veeeeeeeeeery hard to wrap my head around.
One of these 4 dreams ended up being prophetic (sort of). My elderly neighbor across the street, who's husband had died the year before (Suicide at
the age of 83), was falling ill, although at the time i did not know it.
Her husband, who i'm not even sure knew my name, came to me and asked me to 'tuck her in', like you would a small child before bed time.
He was in a hurry to 'get back', and was well aware that he wasn't with us anymore. I did as he asked, and even tickled the elderly woman, like you
would a small child, while i carefully pulled her comforter up to her chin and tucked her in.
He himself had no contact with his wife in the dream. He took a place in a chair in the corner of the room and remained there smiling while i did
what he asked.
She died less than two weeks later. This was really hard for me. For the longest time i wasn't sure if there was something i was supposed to do (in
life). Honestly, it still upsets me to think about it today.
Keeping with the Psychic dreams, i also have visions of the immediate future. These dreams come to pass within a day or two, and most times directly
relate to my own experiences. These dreams are 'for me', rather than a message for someone else.
These are much more frequent than the meetings with the dead. These come to me about twice a month (on average) for the last 10 years or so. I DO go
months at a time WITHOUT having these dreams, but in the end, i seem to make up for the gap by having 3 a week or more.
Being much more frequent, these dreams REALLY leave me drained physically. I guess because by the time i get over one, i'm having another one.
No lottery numbers. No dreams about cataclysms, or apocalyptic scenarios. These dreams reveal the 'future' of every day life.
I will go into detail about the most recent dream, about a week ago, just to give you an example of how these things work.
In my dream, i was in a grocery store, and the cashier refused to accept my bank card, even when presented with my ID. She calls the manager over,
and he also refuses to recognize my bank card and ID. I throw a fit, sweeping groceries from the nearest racks into the floor, (Very uncharacteristic
for 'real life' me) and the manager calls the police.
When the police arrive, i'm waiting. Two white police officers, mid twenties in age, one taller than the other, the tallest with reddish hair. Not a
full blown ginger, but more so than a strawberry blonde.
I plead my case to the police, and they immediately side with the grocery store (which they should have), and while i can't remember exactly what was
said, they start talking to me in a very condescending tone, and basically treat me like a criminal.
Halfway through their interrogation and ridicule, i look up, and BOTH of these police have become upright pigs in uniforms. Actual pigs. Later in
the dream, they actually transform into full on Human sized slabs of bacon with police hats on.
Funny i know. I thought so too. As soon as i woke up, i told my wife about the dream and we both laughed. Later that morning, i started feeling the
tell tale signs of psychic dreams.
Without going into detail, that evening, i actually call the police on a disorderly man in my neighborhood and guess who shows up? You guessed it.
The cops from my dream.
Both mid twenties, white, one taller than the other, and the taller one with reddish hair. In the end, the man is not charged, and i am told that the
man has freedom of speech. By the time they leave, we've argued, and they have been very rude to me.
I immediately think 'pigs'.
I wonder now if i looked strange to them when they showed up. As soon as i saw them, my mind started swimming. These dreams are veeeeeeeeeeeeeery
hard to wrap your head around. Especially when they come to fruition.
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