Date: July 27th, 2019
Type: Dream, CE5
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 2:30am-2:45am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 2:00am
State of Mind Before: Extremely Depressed (Me)/In Pain, Depressed (Aunt)
State of Mind After: Extremely Depressed (Me)/In Pain (Aunt)
Odd occurrences before: Break Up with Wolfbrother
Odd occurrences after: None
So for the past two months my wolfbrother has been in recovery from major surgery. We all have been doing are best to try and save his life. He is extremely uncooperative and has periods were he lashes out if he doesn't get his way. I am one of the people who gets the brunt of his anger. My other friends have advised me multiple times to walk away from his self destructive behavior, and I have but stupidly I do come back because I truly love him. Recently I stepped away once more because of his attitude, and I think it is the last time. This issue has thrown me into a very depressed state.... and it has negatively impacted me functionality
I been doing my best to force myself to get up and continue the responsibilities I have. The last thing one my mind is them.
Yet this weekend is a CERO meeting, and of course they show up. Yet I don't know who they are.
I was already up as I had to do my nightly rounds with my aunt and put her to bed. I checked on our canine pal and went back to my room and lay down. I was still feeling bad. I was having trouble trying to fall asleep as I was sad, I checked the phone and there was no calls. After 7 messages I guess he finally got the picture.
The way my room is now, your can tell when somethings off. Someone was in the room, I could hair the sheets and papers move and shift. The subtle warning system, but I was so sad I didn't care. Then the noise started, that hi pitched ringing. The first thought was "Leave me alone. Go away" in the most hurt tone I could think. Then reality hit has the tingling of paralysis was setting in. I moved my legs to cover my toes. The ringing stopped, I sensed confusion. Again I thought "Leave me alone. Go away". The sound started again, and I thought "NO!" in irritation and moved a bit. Someone walked by the shelf, invisible bending the light.
"You know I can see you. Just go away. I am not in the mood and don't feel well". Again confusion and pause. "If you gonna have someone to have sex with me I do have a specific preference, that at least would cheer me up". Again their was confusion. From what I could read was "Why not asleep. How resist? Eyes are open".
The next time they up the sound and I was not able to move and the world went white. All I could see was like white snow on the TV. Their movements were there and I could make out shapes... it was like when they simulate radar for visualization. I could hear and register their thoughts and mine. The under conversation in the background from them was "Can he see us? Does he hear? Will he move?". Of course I am angry at this point "I told you to go away. I am hurt and in pain. Do you have any idea what my wolfbrother as done?" I thought. In response "You said he can't see us. I am getting a feedback". My fingers were twitching and my toes were too, it brushed one of them as they got close and they moved back. "You said he would not. What is going on? Should we leave?". I respond "Just get it over with. Ask? This is no way to have a conversation. How many time have I told you. There are easier ways to talk and get to know me". Again confusion. I start crying at this point and pouring out my deep sadness, my sense of loneliness, betrayal, my bitterness of life, myself loathing, my worthlessness, my pain. Then I just stopped. The snow went grey...it was no longer white. There were three of them... I could make them out better.... just shapes but I could see better. Two were trying to process what was going on, the third was just watching. I let the silence last for a few seconds.... and for some reason I just let out this intense siren of pain.... it like what they do in a movie with a loud sound.....it cause them to run and leave. I was free and I had my sight back and I sat up. I look around.
They had moved my comforter which was on the side. There was no way my hand hit a pillow, it was one of them. I got up and checked the room. I checked my phone.... and wanted to text my wolfbrother. I knew I couldn't....... I just tried to cry myself to sleep.
Thirty minutes later......as I was still awake. I heard my aunt scream my name. I got dressed and ran to her room. She was asleep. She don't look disturbed or in any state of REM activity. The sound was audible....but there was nothing. I checked the house and went back to my room. By 5:00am I finally shut down.
Saturday, July 27, 2019
Wednesday, June 12, 2019
Seas and the Mountains Apocalypse No....
Date: June 9th, 2019
Type: Dream, CE5
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 12:00am-4:45am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 12:00am
State of Mind Before: Tired (Me)/In Pain, Depressed (Aunt)/???(Wolfbrother)
State of Mind After: Scared, Anxious (Me)/Nervous, Scared (Aunt)???(Wolfbrother)
Odd occurrences before: Riverside Party, Visions
Odd occurrences after: None
Over the years I have heard many concerns of an upcoming apocalypse or paradigm shift. Various individuals claim that the waters will rise and we have to flee to the mountains. These waters rise from the oceans, either from massive tidal waves or from space. Either way many are killed in a rush of water and people flee upwards.
Although I have seen these various scenes unfold over and over, it is not from what most people think it is from. It is not an apocalyptic event..... but something much more mundane. My version of these events have happened many times over as just part of a series of dreams in the "other" place. Like the resorts or theaters.... but these are the "Camp Grounds" and "Beach". what was odd about this occurrence was that I recently met up with a group from Riverside. One of the guest had a striking resemblance to the man in the warehouse on a chair, the one who had asked me for the location of some items. Apparently I worked for him and arranged the warehouse. This individual here claims to be a form officer, pie maker, and now is physicist for Purdue with friends in JPL He claims to have been in contact with a galactic council who took him offworld for a week, showed him concepts that are beyond human reckoning and gave him a crystal rod. He mentioned and his friend confirmed that he would be surrounded by allies, and apparently is link to Dr. Grier via a director.
Saturday night I went to bed and as I lay down I was told "Don't be afraid we will not harm you. we just want to talk". As my eyes were closed a shimmering rainbow pattern was seen with sparkles like silver motes of glitter. The next thing I know I am u in the mountains in the camp ground. I recognize this place as I have been up before. No one else has arrived yet. I go to the cabin and look for the pamphlets that will describe today activities. There is a woman there and she greets me. I nod. She says " We would like to show you something, follow me". She starts to take me on a tour of things, we walk outdoors and there is a number of exhibits and people all about. She asks if I want a mate, a beautiful girl appears. I reply simply "That is not what I want. Don't offer this again please". She seems puzzled and I proceed to the exhibits.
The exhibits go again over their involvement with humanity, show the natural sciences, astronomy, and various forms of communication. I try not to be rude, but I explain I have been shown this. I need to get home. As I am walking down to the rest of the exhibits I recognize a person who looks like Brian Cranston.
He is having trouble walking on the sand. We are at the sea side along a beach. The waves are gently lapping, but the surf is getting more and more intense. As I look back a huge wave s approaching. People are running trying to head to the high ground up on the dunes. I hear "You should have chosen to stay. You are doomed now". The waves comes crashing, I and few others stand a can bear the wave... but many are swept away. Even the ones crawling up the sand dunes are hit. I yell out, "The water is receding you don't have to ascend. It is a trick! Come help me get the others. They need help". Most of the people are scrambling in a panic. A few here and there like myself are trying to help the others. As I get to were Mr. Cranston was and begin to dig him out the scene shifts and we are in a cylindrical room. Before me are the bodies of several others and a few greys. I hear a lady say "Congratulations. You have managed to save the directors of the projects so we may continue the work.". I yell out "What about the others. We are supposed to save the people". A reply is stated "They are non-consequential and their will be more. Perform you duties and revive the directors." I grab an air pistol and begin to shoot the containers were the directors are, a few other with me seem to feel the same way and break the containers. The red alarms go off. Me and few others open the hatches and begin to make are way/escape. We are the resistance.
Type: Dream, CE5
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 12:00am-4:45am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 12:00am
State of Mind Before: Tired (Me)/In Pain, Depressed (Aunt)/???(Wolfbrother)
State of Mind After: Scared, Anxious (Me)/Nervous, Scared (Aunt)???(Wolfbrother)
Odd occurrences before: Riverside Party, Visions
Odd occurrences after: None
Over the years I have heard many concerns of an upcoming apocalypse or paradigm shift. Various individuals claim that the waters will rise and we have to flee to the mountains. These waters rise from the oceans, either from massive tidal waves or from space. Either way many are killed in a rush of water and people flee upwards.
Although I have seen these various scenes unfold over and over, it is not from what most people think it is from. It is not an apocalyptic event..... but something much more mundane. My version of these events have happened many times over as just part of a series of dreams in the "other" place. Like the resorts or theaters.... but these are the "Camp Grounds" and "Beach". what was odd about this occurrence was that I recently met up with a group from Riverside. One of the guest had a striking resemblance to the man in the warehouse on a chair, the one who had asked me for the location of some items. Apparently I worked for him and arranged the warehouse. This individual here claims to be a form officer, pie maker, and now is physicist for Purdue with friends in JPL He claims to have been in contact with a galactic council who took him offworld for a week, showed him concepts that are beyond human reckoning and gave him a crystal rod. He mentioned and his friend confirmed that he would be surrounded by allies, and apparently is link to Dr. Grier via a director.
Saturday night I went to bed and as I lay down I was told "Don't be afraid we will not harm you. we just want to talk". As my eyes were closed a shimmering rainbow pattern was seen with sparkles like silver motes of glitter. The next thing I know I am u in the mountains in the camp ground. I recognize this place as I have been up before. No one else has arrived yet. I go to the cabin and look for the pamphlets that will describe today activities. There is a woman there and she greets me. I nod. She says " We would like to show you something, follow me". She starts to take me on a tour of things, we walk outdoors and there is a number of exhibits and people all about. She asks if I want a mate, a beautiful girl appears. I reply simply "That is not what I want. Don't offer this again please". She seems puzzled and I proceed to the exhibits.
The exhibits go again over their involvement with humanity, show the natural sciences, astronomy, and various forms of communication. I try not to be rude, but I explain I have been shown this. I need to get home. As I am walking down to the rest of the exhibits I recognize a person who looks like Brian Cranston.
He is having trouble walking on the sand. We are at the sea side along a beach. The waves are gently lapping, but the surf is getting more and more intense. As I look back a huge wave s approaching. People are running trying to head to the high ground up on the dunes. I hear "You should have chosen to stay. You are doomed now". The waves comes crashing, I and few others stand a can bear the wave... but many are swept away. Even the ones crawling up the sand dunes are hit. I yell out, "The water is receding you don't have to ascend. It is a trick! Come help me get the others. They need help". Most of the people are scrambling in a panic. A few here and there like myself are trying to help the others. As I get to were Mr. Cranston was and begin to dig him out the scene shifts and we are in a cylindrical room. Before me are the bodies of several others and a few greys. I hear a lady say "Congratulations. You have managed to save the directors of the projects so we may continue the work.". I yell out "What about the others. We are supposed to save the people". A reply is stated "They are non-consequential and their will be more. Perform you duties and revive the directors." I grab an air pistol and begin to shoot the containers were the directors are, a few other with me seem to feel the same way and break the containers. The red alarms go off. Me and few others open the hatches and begin to make are way/escape. We are the resistance.
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