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The reason I
am making some of my dreams public is in the hope it may help the
global awakening and evolution of consciousness. My dreams are personal
and very private to me and publishing them is a big step for me, a step I
make with love and trust but not without a warning: I retain the common
law copyright of this material. No publication or use of this material
is permitted unless with my express prior written permission, and then
only respectful and helpful use is allowed. I will be the judge of
whether I like the use or not and can withdraw my consent any time.
Furthermore, I do not give permission to be "analysed" or psychologically evaluated. I am a seer, a psychic, a shaman and a Yogini and therefore my dreams are different from the dreams of people who do not have these gifts. Much of what I dream comes from the Goddess and is given to me in symbols that make sense to me, though they may make none to you. Anybody who is abusing this material to do me harm, in any way will get trouble, if not legal then karmic. And yes, I do know how to cast a baneful spell and I will if forced to! Besides, the spirits and the ancestors protect me, as well as the gods, and it would be wise not to annoy them... LOL
Also, my dreams are not politically correct and I am not going to edit them to suit emotional pansies. When I write a dream down I try to put as many descriptive adjectives in as possible, because that will help me later to recognise patterns. So I may write: a tall man, or a fat man, a dark haired woman, a blonde woman, a black man or a white man. Just because I notice these differences does not mean I do not respect people. The beauty of this earth is in its diversity which should be preserved and enjoyed, rather than judged and levelled to a grey goo of humanity as the New World Order seeks to do.
This whole political correctness is just stifling our freedom of expression and open dialogue among the People. We may notice that somebody has a different skin colour, eye colour, hair colour, is tall or thin or fat or short, but that doesn't mean that we don't love them or respect them. And yes, I have heard hate speech and racist speech against me for being white and for my nationality -- and guess what? I shrugged it off, annoying as it was. Some people are just narrow minded and ignorant, can't help it. And it won't get better by locking everybody up who says something silly. Try laughter instead and be above it!
None of my dreams or the things I write are intended to hurt anybody. I am a straightforward woman, maybe even blunt. Though I spare people's feelings whenever possible, the truth needs to be spoken. Truth is my highest ideal and I aspire to being a truthful woman rather than being a popular polite liar!
May you always walk in truth, in love and in peace.
Enjoy!
Furthermore, I do not give permission to be "analysed" or psychologically evaluated. I am a seer, a psychic, a shaman and a Yogini and therefore my dreams are different from the dreams of people who do not have these gifts. Much of what I dream comes from the Goddess and is given to me in symbols that make sense to me, though they may make none to you. Anybody who is abusing this material to do me harm, in any way will get trouble, if not legal then karmic. And yes, I do know how to cast a baneful spell and I will if forced to! Besides, the spirits and the ancestors protect me, as well as the gods, and it would be wise not to annoy them... LOL
Also, my dreams are not politically correct and I am not going to edit them to suit emotional pansies. When I write a dream down I try to put as many descriptive adjectives in as possible, because that will help me later to recognise patterns. So I may write: a tall man, or a fat man, a dark haired woman, a blonde woman, a black man or a white man. Just because I notice these differences does not mean I do not respect people. The beauty of this earth is in its diversity which should be preserved and enjoyed, rather than judged and levelled to a grey goo of humanity as the New World Order seeks to do.
This whole political correctness is just stifling our freedom of expression and open dialogue among the People. We may notice that somebody has a different skin colour, eye colour, hair colour, is tall or thin or fat or short, but that doesn't mean that we don't love them or respect them. And yes, I have heard hate speech and racist speech against me for being white and for my nationality -- and guess what? I shrugged it off, annoying as it was. Some people are just narrow minded and ignorant, can't help it. And it won't get better by locking everybody up who says something silly. Try laughter instead and be above it!
None of my dreams or the things I write are intended to hurt anybody. I am a straightforward woman, maybe even blunt. Though I spare people's feelings whenever possible, the truth needs to be spoken. Truth is my highest ideal and I aspire to being a truthful woman rather than being a popular polite liar!
May you always walk in truth, in love and in peace.
Enjoy!
Space Scrying 03/02/2010
I
was looking out into space from the Earth. Though I couldn't see
anything concrete I knew (as from direct knowledge) that something very
important was happening in space, something that would be of great
importance for Earth and its inhabitants. I saw mostly blackness but
occasionally there were stars flashing by as if I was flying very fast
through a galactic tunnel or wormhole. My consciousness held together
even though it felt as if everything around me was dissolving. There was
silence that was so profound like nothing I have ever felt, besides
maybe in my experience in the void. I could feel the silence, hear it.
In the blackness of space I observed with pure consciousness, beyond the
senses. There was something very important there, something of gigantic
proportion -- and with proportion I mean not only dimension but
implications. While I observed I was aware that I was not the only
observer. The New World Order / Illuminati were watching the anomaly as
well. Whatever it was, it was building up, like coming to a head, slowly
but inevitably. It felt a bit ominous, though I wasn't scared, nor did I
have any judgement of good or bad. I simply observed from pure
consciousness which is beyond judgement. The event or anomaly was very
very far out in space. But I could see it using my mind power and
consciousness while the Illuminati had to use their telescopes. I felt
they didn't get to see everything as the main action was hidden from
view, blocked by some celestial bodies in their line of view. Whatever
it was, it was coming closer, either space-wise or time-wise, maybe
both.
Mind-Powered Spaceship 10/12/2009
A
spaceship had landed. I knew the aliens were friendly. While they were
out I sneaked inside the spaceship to explore it. I crawled into a
narrow space near the cockpit when I heard voices. Everybody was getting
back in the spaceship. I hesitated whether I should come out from my
hiding place and risk being seen and maybe scolded for getting on board
of the spaceship, or whether I should wait a bit longer and find a
moment to sneak off the ship unseen. Before I could make up my mind the
spaceship began to rattle and took off. The aliens, who looked very
human were all very calm and controlled. Not a hair was moving on their
heads. They obviously were used to this. I was being tossed around in my
narrow hiding place as the whole ship vibrated. But I was aware that I
only experienced this vibration because my mind was not attuned with the
energy of the spaceship -- which was driven by consciousness! It was a
mind-powered spaceship and the trick was to attune with it. I tried to
relax and not to resist it. I knew I would eventually get it and be as
calm and unruffled as the aliens on board of the ship. I had to raise my
vibration and do it fast. I knew they would have helped me adjust had
they known I was on board of the ship. But I couldn't speak now, as I
was trying hard to survive the energy waves that were thrown at me, and
stay on top of them. It was like surfing on a wild sea when you are a
bloody beginner! I understood very clearly that everything was
consciousness. All I had to do was get myself in the right vibration,
tune to the right frequency!
Alien Attack 22/07/2009
There
were hundreds of flying saucers, alien space craft flying over the
cities. I too was in a craft, but one driven by a human. The city we
were in looked very futuristic. There were no cars or buses, all the
traffic was in the air. There were large docking stations, very narrow
and tall structures designed for the docking of many space crafts on
either side. As our space bus was docking to one such station I saw
several smaller alien crafts flying along ground roads. They flew low
and shot destructive laser beams. The space bus driver told me that
there were hundreds of abductions all over the place. Life had become
very dangerous. The aliens were out of control and harvested humans
wherever they could get them. I was concerned and a bit afraid.
Ticket to a New World 08/08/2008
The
Earth was being evacuated and all people who were eligible had to walk a
long way to the place where the spaceship departed. I saw K. who looked
sullen and apathetic and didn't make much effort to walk -- and it
wasn't just her lack of effort in walking, she didn't make any effort to
do anything positive. When we reached the place where the spaceship was
docked all those who had arrived were assessed. K. didn't get a pass
because she hadn't made an effort for the New World. There was big
confusion and hectic as everybody was getting their things together,
ready to depart by spaceship. At first I didn't find my name on the list
but a man came and talked to me and said that it was a mistake and that
I had qualified. He had a stack of tickets, and on one of those he now
wrote my name and handed it to me. "Here you are! Now you can get on the
spaceship!" He smiled and left. I was very happy that I had a ticket to
the new planet. There was only one spaceship which was to make four
trips to bring all the new settlers to the new planet. I stowed my
ticket away in my wallet where I wouldn't lose it.
Eventually I boarded the spaceship. The trip took two weeks and it was very dark, quiet and a bit boring. When we arrived on the new planet a great hall was prepared for all the new settlers. Eventually everybody would have their own quarters but in the beginning this wasn't possible yet. I didn't like sleeping with everybody in the same place. Some people moved around restlessly, others snored or talked in their sleep. After a few nights of this I had enough and set out in search of solitude. While the others stayed together I started spending a lot of time alone in the wilderness.
The new planet was in many respects very similar to Earth. There were rocks and mountains and valleys and various plants and trees, and of course animals. On one of my explorations I suddenly saw what looked like a human being. It was definitely a man but he was not one of the Earth settlers. His skin was much darker and he spoke a language I couldn't understand and that didn't sound human at all. At first he chased me and I climbed up a steep rock wall holding on with my fingers looking down on him. He tried to follow me but he was oddly clumsy on steep ground as if his legs didn't work the same way our legs worked. His legs were rotating under him and he slipped and finally had to give up chasing after me. He was chattering away in high-pitched tones making very odd sounds, but it was clear that he was angry and felt threatened.
I then remembered that on the highest level of sound all languages are one. With this in mind I meditated on the highest level of sound, which is Para, and when I had tuned into it, I had the ability to speak and understand all languages. Now I could communicate with the man. Eventually this led to a friendship between the aliens and the Earth settlers. The aliens were in many ways very similar to human men. Once I had introduced them to the others they eventually found ways to communicate and learn each other's languages -- though this was not necessary for me as I could communicate on the highest level. I was a leader and a pioneer for all the settlers.
There were more women than men among the Earth settlers, while among the aliens there was an excess of men and lack of women. Inevitably couples got together. One day a plain blonde woman talked to me about the alien men. (this part is classified…. LOL)
Eventually the Earth settlers and the aliens interbred. I was pleased to hear that all the children resulting from such matings had incredible shamanic talents and powers which already manifested in their infancy. I myself however did not breed. I felt very young and strong and I liked the outdoors life, exploring the new planet and having adventures. The new planet had no technology, no pollution, everything was natural. None of the new settlers seemed to miss modern comforts. People were living in harmony with the Earth and enjoying a life without pressure, without having to go to work, a life where every day was a gift from the Divine. Everybody was happy -- and so was I.
Eventually I boarded the spaceship. The trip took two weeks and it was very dark, quiet and a bit boring. When we arrived on the new planet a great hall was prepared for all the new settlers. Eventually everybody would have their own quarters but in the beginning this wasn't possible yet. I didn't like sleeping with everybody in the same place. Some people moved around restlessly, others snored or talked in their sleep. After a few nights of this I had enough and set out in search of solitude. While the others stayed together I started spending a lot of time alone in the wilderness.
The new planet was in many respects very similar to Earth. There were rocks and mountains and valleys and various plants and trees, and of course animals. On one of my explorations I suddenly saw what looked like a human being. It was definitely a man but he was not one of the Earth settlers. His skin was much darker and he spoke a language I couldn't understand and that didn't sound human at all. At first he chased me and I climbed up a steep rock wall holding on with my fingers looking down on him. He tried to follow me but he was oddly clumsy on steep ground as if his legs didn't work the same way our legs worked. His legs were rotating under him and he slipped and finally had to give up chasing after me. He was chattering away in high-pitched tones making very odd sounds, but it was clear that he was angry and felt threatened.
I then remembered that on the highest level of sound all languages are one. With this in mind I meditated on the highest level of sound, which is Para, and when I had tuned into it, I had the ability to speak and understand all languages. Now I could communicate with the man. Eventually this led to a friendship between the aliens and the Earth settlers. The aliens were in many ways very similar to human men. Once I had introduced them to the others they eventually found ways to communicate and learn each other's languages -- though this was not necessary for me as I could communicate on the highest level. I was a leader and a pioneer for all the settlers.
There were more women than men among the Earth settlers, while among the aliens there was an excess of men and lack of women. Inevitably couples got together. One day a plain blonde woman talked to me about the alien men. (this part is classified…. LOL)
Eventually the Earth settlers and the aliens interbred. I was pleased to hear that all the children resulting from such matings had incredible shamanic talents and powers which already manifested in their infancy. I myself however did not breed. I felt very young and strong and I liked the outdoors life, exploring the new planet and having adventures. The new planet had no technology, no pollution, everything was natural. None of the new settlers seemed to miss modern comforts. People were living in harmony with the Earth and enjoying a life without pressure, without having to go to work, a life where every day was a gift from the Divine. Everybody was happy -- and so was I.
Time Reverse 20/05/2007
I
was on a strange planet. It was a big planet, much bigger than the
earth, and it was predominantly red with some black. I wanted to leave
it behind. There were others who were leaving too. We had a small red
spacecraft which we boarded. My crew and I launched the spaceship and
watched the red planet fall away below us. Everything was going
smoothly. But then an alarm went off. We were having technical
difficulties. The pilot said we had to go back and do an emergency
landing, or we would all get killed. I wasn't happy about that prospect.
We ejected from the main craft in a smaller red craft, losing our
chance to ever use that one again. The empty shell fell away in space.
With some difficulties we landed on the planet again. I was frustrated.
Then we went outside and checked our spaceship. One of the men showed me
a wire that was loose and needed to be pulled. “This is tricky”, he
told me, “if one does this carelessly one can easily cut off one's
fingers!” He did it correctly though. They were going to repair the
spacecraft and give it another try. I wondered when we would be able to
get away from this planet of doom though. Would we ever?
In the next scene it was winter and I felt cold. I had a big photo album in front of me, which I opened at the back. It contained full page colour pictures. The page near the end which I had opened showed a wintry scene. I turned the pages in reverse order, going through the album from back to front. One of the photos had a lot of red and dark orange in it. With each page I turned, the season on the photos changed, backwards, from winter to autumn, from autumn to summer. At the same time my environment changed around me, from cold winter to autumn with falling leaves, to ripe summer. 'A bit further' I thought, I wanted it to be spring again. I slowed down the turning of the pages gradually intending to stop in mid spring, that was the season I longed for. And really, it happened. It became spring again, with all the flowers springing forth so joyfully, with the freshness and newness of spring. The coldness and barrenness of winter was finally over. I went a little further then stopped at the right page, exactly where I wanted it to stop, in mid spring!
In the next scene it was winter and I felt cold. I had a big photo album in front of me, which I opened at the back. It contained full page colour pictures. The page near the end which I had opened showed a wintry scene. I turned the pages in reverse order, going through the album from back to front. One of the photos had a lot of red and dark orange in it. With each page I turned, the season on the photos changed, backwards, from winter to autumn, from autumn to summer. At the same time my environment changed around me, from cold winter to autumn with falling leaves, to ripe summer. 'A bit further' I thought, I wanted it to be spring again. I slowed down the turning of the pages gradually intending to stop in mid spring, that was the season I longed for. And really, it happened. It became spring again, with all the flowers springing forth so joyfully, with the freshness and newness of spring. The coldness and barrenness of winter was finally over. I went a little further then stopped at the right page, exactly where I wanted it to stop, in mid spring!
Aliens Enslave Students 10/04/2007
I
was in a big school or college that had several buildings. The school
was taken over by hostile forces, aliens as it seemed. They herded up
all the students like cattle. All were enslaved and many were killed.
The school had two big buildings, one was blue and the other one was
orange and red. I was in the orange building and the building opposite
was blue. All the students in the blue building were killed. The aliens
chased them out and as they rushed along the corridors and out of the
exits and windows on conveyor belts they were being sucked into a big
meat grinder. I saw the look of shock on the faces of the students as
they realised they were going to die. But they were too late. Their feet
were fastened to the conveyor belts and they all got sucked into the
giant meat grinder that was under the school.
The school building I was in was orange. Here the aliens spread terror too. They came into classrooms randomly and selected a few students and took them away, probably to kill them or do horrible things to them. I managed to avoid being "selected" when they came into my classroom. I used magick so they wouldn't notice me. But we were still trapped in the building, to be treated like cattle by the aliens, possibly to be bred, or eaten as one would do with cattle. I thought of a way to escape and not just escape alone but save the others too. We were many, more than the aliens, so if we all acted together we might have a chance. Unfortunately most of the other students were too scared to rise up against the aliens. And, the aliens had weapons, we had nothing besides a few pencils. The aliens had already taken away all kind of objects that we could possibly use as weapons, even little scissors from arts class had been confiscated.
I decided to investigate the enemy, so we could find out their weaknesses, their plans, and use that knowledge to fight them and escape them. I could fly, none of the other students could. So I levitated into the air and flew up to the top floor of the opposite building where the aliens had gathered. I floated in front of the window hoping to hear some parts of the conversation or possibly see something, anything that could give us an advantage. Unfortunately the aliens saw me and I had to make a hasty retreat and quickly mix with the other students. They then searched the whole school for me, but I managed to avoid detection.
We were still trapped and for a long time I thought of how we could break free from the aliens. Once I walked outside, and there under a tree my mother was sitting, enjoying the sunshine and the fresh air. I was starving so she took me to her house and prepared some food for me. She had a special plate for me, which was big and oval, orange coloured with little yellow or golden dots. It looked very fancy and luxurious. My mother treated me like an honoured guest. But there was not much food in the house. She made mashed potatoes for me, which was nice, but there wasn't anything nourishing to go with the mashed potatoes. She told me to look in the cupboard where there was a food store with foods that belonged to me, which I had kept there for emergency rations. There were a lot of blue cans with various fish, such as mackerel, sardines, etc., but no vegetarian foods. My mother thought that was okay and I should have some fish, it would do me good. But I thought that as a vegetarian I shouldn't be eating fish. But I was hungry and needed nourishment, so I ate the fish together with the mashed potatoes in the end, thinking I needed strength so I could fight off the aliens.
I rummaged around in my mother's house to find anything else that was useful. I found several packages of herbs that could be burned, similar to smudge, but they were specifically for confusing the enemy and made a lot of white smoke. I took these packages of herbs with me, back to the school. I plotted and planned an uprising, telling the other students what to do. We made weapons of anything we could find and broke out of the building. I used the herbal packages to confuse the enemy, and that worked very well. They hadn't expected us to fight them, and the smoke scared and confused them. We fought them in a bloody battle, but in the end we won. It was a glorious victory. Having freed ourselves from our oppressors we could finally walk around freely outside and enjoy sunshine and freedom once again. It was wonderful!
The school building I was in was orange. Here the aliens spread terror too. They came into classrooms randomly and selected a few students and took them away, probably to kill them or do horrible things to them. I managed to avoid being "selected" when they came into my classroom. I used magick so they wouldn't notice me. But we were still trapped in the building, to be treated like cattle by the aliens, possibly to be bred, or eaten as one would do with cattle. I thought of a way to escape and not just escape alone but save the others too. We were many, more than the aliens, so if we all acted together we might have a chance. Unfortunately most of the other students were too scared to rise up against the aliens. And, the aliens had weapons, we had nothing besides a few pencils. The aliens had already taken away all kind of objects that we could possibly use as weapons, even little scissors from arts class had been confiscated.
I decided to investigate the enemy, so we could find out their weaknesses, their plans, and use that knowledge to fight them and escape them. I could fly, none of the other students could. So I levitated into the air and flew up to the top floor of the opposite building where the aliens had gathered. I floated in front of the window hoping to hear some parts of the conversation or possibly see something, anything that could give us an advantage. Unfortunately the aliens saw me and I had to make a hasty retreat and quickly mix with the other students. They then searched the whole school for me, but I managed to avoid detection.
We were still trapped and for a long time I thought of how we could break free from the aliens. Once I walked outside, and there under a tree my mother was sitting, enjoying the sunshine and the fresh air. I was starving so she took me to her house and prepared some food for me. She had a special plate for me, which was big and oval, orange coloured with little yellow or golden dots. It looked very fancy and luxurious. My mother treated me like an honoured guest. But there was not much food in the house. She made mashed potatoes for me, which was nice, but there wasn't anything nourishing to go with the mashed potatoes. She told me to look in the cupboard where there was a food store with foods that belonged to me, which I had kept there for emergency rations. There were a lot of blue cans with various fish, such as mackerel, sardines, etc., but no vegetarian foods. My mother thought that was okay and I should have some fish, it would do me good. But I thought that as a vegetarian I shouldn't be eating fish. But I was hungry and needed nourishment, so I ate the fish together with the mashed potatoes in the end, thinking I needed strength so I could fight off the aliens.
I rummaged around in my mother's house to find anything else that was useful. I found several packages of herbs that could be burned, similar to smudge, but they were specifically for confusing the enemy and made a lot of white smoke. I took these packages of herbs with me, back to the school. I plotted and planned an uprising, telling the other students what to do. We made weapons of anything we could find and broke out of the building. I used the herbal packages to confuse the enemy, and that worked very well. They hadn't expected us to fight them, and the smoke scared and confused them. We fought them in a bloody battle, but in the end we won. It was a glorious victory. Having freed ourselves from our oppressors we could finally walk around freely outside and enjoy sunshine and freedom once again. It was wonderful!
Aliens Incapacitate Humans 26/01/2007
I
was on a big meadow on a hot sunny day together with many other people.
On the crest of the hill behind the meadow appeared several figures.
They weren't human, and they had telepathic powers. Suddenly all the
people on the meadow became very weak. Many were so terrified that they
screamed in horror while they fell to their knees. I too felt the
weakness, but was less affected than others. I could make myself stand
if I tried to. But I felt the aliens' gaze searching for those who could
resist. I didn't want them to know that they had only limited power
over me. So I also pretended to fall on my knees. I could feel the
weakness spreading in my body, my limbs becoming numb.
Most of the others were lying on the ground now, still screaming, struggling feebly, but unable to get away or get up. There was a male presence with me, who told me people would get heat stroke, if they lay in the hot sun like this for a few hours. "Get to the shade!" I shouted, and so did my male companion. It was difficult as people could neither walk, nor crawl. I told them to roll, and some had enough wits about them to follow my instructions and roll in the shade of some of the large trees on the meadow. I too was at the edge of a shadow area and dragged myself there. The weakness was very incapacitating, but I could fight it using my will power.
We lay paralysed for some hours, I believe. The aliens had gone. People were able to move about a bit, but nobody could get up yet. I however managed. I walked away from the meadow and to a nearby place where I had parked my car (which wasn't a jeep, nor was it red). I think it was an ordinary salon car in yellow colour. I tried to start the engine, but that also didn't work, as if machines had been incapacitated by the aliens too. After a few tries the engine stuttered and was at the verge of starting. I let my car roll downhill, hoping I could jump start it. It rolled to the junction and unto the main road where there was a bad traffic jam, as most of the cars were either not moving, or just rolling a yard or two occasionally.
Then the engine gave up altogether. I figured it was too early to start driving the car, and the main road wasn't safe. I got out of my car again, intent to get my car off the dangerous road. I put it in empty gear and tried to push it uphill, away from the junction. I actually managed to push it a few meters, but then my strength failed. I still hadn't recovered all of it since the aliens paralysed us. I knew that on a day of normal strength I could have pushed my car uphill some distance. But as it was, I could only move it a few meters. Enough to get away from the main road, but not enough to park it safely at the side of the side road. It was blocking the junction, but there was nothing I could do about it.
Most of the others were lying on the ground now, still screaming, struggling feebly, but unable to get away or get up. There was a male presence with me, who told me people would get heat stroke, if they lay in the hot sun like this for a few hours. "Get to the shade!" I shouted, and so did my male companion. It was difficult as people could neither walk, nor crawl. I told them to roll, and some had enough wits about them to follow my instructions and roll in the shade of some of the large trees on the meadow. I too was at the edge of a shadow area and dragged myself there. The weakness was very incapacitating, but I could fight it using my will power.
We lay paralysed for some hours, I believe. The aliens had gone. People were able to move about a bit, but nobody could get up yet. I however managed. I walked away from the meadow and to a nearby place where I had parked my car (which wasn't a jeep, nor was it red). I think it was an ordinary salon car in yellow colour. I tried to start the engine, but that also didn't work, as if machines had been incapacitated by the aliens too. After a few tries the engine stuttered and was at the verge of starting. I let my car roll downhill, hoping I could jump start it. It rolled to the junction and unto the main road where there was a bad traffic jam, as most of the cars were either not moving, or just rolling a yard or two occasionally.
Then the engine gave up altogether. I figured it was too early to start driving the car, and the main road wasn't safe. I got out of my car again, intent to get my car off the dangerous road. I put it in empty gear and tried to push it uphill, away from the junction. I actually managed to push it a few meters, but then my strength failed. I still hadn't recovered all of it since the aliens paralysed us. I knew that on a day of normal strength I could have pushed my car uphill some distance. But as it was, I could only move it a few meters. Enough to get away from the main road, but not enough to park it safely at the side of the side road. It was blocking the junction, but there was nothing I could do about it.
Aliens Destroy City 11/08/2006
I
was standing on a big hill overlooking a city with many skyscrapers and
tall buildings. I saw something fiery fall from the sky and knew that
aliens had landed and were going to take over the earth. Suddenly the
bedrock under the city lifted, as if it was a giant grass sod lifted by
invisible hands. It tilted back and forth and the tall buildings and
sky-scrapers began to sway with the movement and started bending.
Watching this made me very uncomfortable but I couldn't look away. The
first buildings started collapsing, then the skyscrapers one by one
imploded and disappeared in huge clouds of dust. I was aware that with
each collapsing building hundreds of people were dying. In the end the
whole city was destroyed, only a few low buildings were still standing
and relatively intact when the swaying of the bedrock ended.
I was glad that I hadn't been in the city, but on the hill above and in safety. But for some reason there was something really important that I needed to get from one of the buildings which were still standing. Though I hated the thought of going down there, I had to. I went into a relatively high office building. It was partially collapsed and not very stable. That frightened me, but I still got in and retrieved the object I wanted. It was something of vital importance, maybe something to be used in the fight against the aliens.
I walked back through the partially collapsed entrance hall of the building. The security guard inquired where I was going. I told him the name of the suburb where I had to go and he advised me to take the subway as the quickest way out of the city. I definitely didn't want to be in the subway and told him I was going to walk. "How," he asked, "you need to go back up the hill and from here you can only climb a steep rock wall." "No problem, then I'll climb," I replied. I just walked out of the building and towards the rock wall. Standing in front of the steep wall, partially overgrown by shrubs and a few scattered trees I realised it would be very difficult and time-consuming to climb it. I knew I didn't have much time. it was important to get the object out of the city and up on the hill as fast as possible. I decided to fly and effortlessly pushed myself off the ground, rising steadily, always flying close to the rock wall. I made it to the top of the hill and back to safety, the precious object still in my possession.
I was glad that I hadn't been in the city, but on the hill above and in safety. But for some reason there was something really important that I needed to get from one of the buildings which were still standing. Though I hated the thought of going down there, I had to. I went into a relatively high office building. It was partially collapsed and not very stable. That frightened me, but I still got in and retrieved the object I wanted. It was something of vital importance, maybe something to be used in the fight against the aliens.
I walked back through the partially collapsed entrance hall of the building. The security guard inquired where I was going. I told him the name of the suburb where I had to go and he advised me to take the subway as the quickest way out of the city. I definitely didn't want to be in the subway and told him I was going to walk. "How," he asked, "you need to go back up the hill and from here you can only climb a steep rock wall." "No problem, then I'll climb," I replied. I just walked out of the building and towards the rock wall. Standing in front of the steep wall, partially overgrown by shrubs and a few scattered trees I realised it would be very difficult and time-consuming to climb it. I knew I didn't have much time. it was important to get the object out of the city and up on the hill as fast as possible. I decided to fly and effortlessly pushed myself off the ground, rising steadily, always flying close to the rock wall. I made it to the top of the hill and back to safety, the precious object still in my possession.
Aliens Enslave the Human Race 10/08/2006
I
was on a hill looking down on a big city, when a huge star-shaped
metallic object flew over the city and seemed to crash or land in it.
Then the sky changed. Suddenly we had two suns or two moons, or
something like that. Soon after that aliens were everywhere, enslaving
all humans and forcing them to work for them. I too was captured. I was
made to dig for something. I saw myself covered in mud from head to my
toes. My clothes were so muddy that one couldn't even guess the original
colour anymore. Day by day I toiled for the aliens, digging in the mud.
But my body was strong and my spirit unbroken. While I performed my
slave labour pretending to be dull and docile, I was secretly plotting
how to throw down the aliens. To find out their weaknesses was my goal,
then organise an uprising.
The aliens performed various experiments on people. They wanted to know how human minds worked and put people through all kind of tests. They even changed the environment, so it appeared to be day when it was night and vice versa. Once, when I looked out of the window I saw the night sky above and a sunny sky below. Another time it was daytime, but I saw some stars shining through. They were messing with everybody's minds, to see how people would react to those confusing changes in their environment. The aliens also tried to copy aspects of human life, such as entertainment. But really they didn't get what it was all about. Nevertheless it amused them to let their slaves entertain them. And so it came that after a while I was promoted from labour slave to entertainment slave. Somebody must have let out that I could sing. I was given clean clothes and better treatment. I had to sing in a big theatre where all the audience was alien. The proximity to the enemy gave me the opportunity to observe them much more closely so I could find out how to defeat them. I pretended to be a bit simple-minded so they wouldn't get suspicious. But I was confident I could come up with a plan to free the human race from the aliens.
The aliens performed various experiments on people. They wanted to know how human minds worked and put people through all kind of tests. They even changed the environment, so it appeared to be day when it was night and vice versa. Once, when I looked out of the window I saw the night sky above and a sunny sky below. Another time it was daytime, but I saw some stars shining through. They were messing with everybody's minds, to see how people would react to those confusing changes in their environment. The aliens also tried to copy aspects of human life, such as entertainment. But really they didn't get what it was all about. Nevertheless it amused them to let their slaves entertain them. And so it came that after a while I was promoted from labour slave to entertainment slave. Somebody must have let out that I could sing. I was given clean clothes and better treatment. I had to sing in a big theatre where all the audience was alien. The proximity to the enemy gave me the opportunity to observe them much more closely so I could find out how to defeat them. I pretended to be a bit simple-minded so they wouldn't get suspicious. But I was confident I could come up with a plan to free the human race from the aliens.
Alien Invasion 04/11/2004
I
was in a place with many other people. It seemed like a school or an
organisation. One evening we were outside and looked at the stars.
Suddenly colourful lights appeared. At first they were brilliant blue. I
thought, 'How wonderful, I can see the polar lights again!' I felt
truly blessed that I had the opportunity to see the polar lights.
Everybody was in awe of the beautiful lights. But then the scene
changed, the lights changed to huge advertising boards with words
written on them. I can't remember the words but I could read them then.
Even in the dream I wondered how words and pictures could appear in the
sky but I didn't become lucid. Next a map of the world appeared and the
USA were highlighted. Certain states lit up and there were lines
spreading from a point while we heard a voice from the sky talking about
an invasion. It seemed aliens were talking to us with this light show.
Then a skull appeared over North America, on the upper region of the
East Coast. I understood it meant death. The aliens were invading the
Earth and even the place where I was would soon be under attack too. I
knew panic would break out soon.
While many other people still stood around and stunned and in awe, not yet understanding the gravity of the situation I got moving. I started making my way back to the entrance of the organisation, trying to walk fast without looking suspicious. I told myself, I can survive, after all I survived an alien invasion once before. 'Yes,' my inner voice answered, 'you have survived their invasion once before, but then you were in a remote area and now you are in a city area, a place which will be under heavy attack.' In my mind I saw scenes of slaughter and I knew that the last time millions of people had died. I tried to stay calm and act decisively. 'I have to get out of the city as fast as I can before all the roads are blocked.' I thought 'I'll go to the forest, I'll be safe there.'
I reached the reception and had to sign out. I needed a reason to sign out so suddenly, so I made up an excuse about urgently needing a day off. The female receptionist eyed me suspiciously. But then got the papers out and started filling my name in. It was going very slow. I was worried that any moment the news of the invasion would come to the reception and then I would not be allowed to leave. Finally she had filled out everything, only the stamp was missing. She had a huge stamp and a red ink pad. She stamped the paper but there was no ink to be seen. There was no ink on the stamp. So she took an ink pad that looked like a leather wallet. But she had difficulties opening it. I was afraid somebody would come by and tell her there was an invasion and then they would never let me go. Seeing how she fiddled with the ink pad I said "Let me help you!" She looked at me questioningly as if trying to guess my motive, while I opened the ink pad for her. She dipped the stamp in the ink and stamped my papers. A huge red stamp appeared on my dismissal papers. I was relieved, thanked her and took the papers. As I turned to leave I heard her whisper something nasty about me. But I didn’t care, all I wanted was to get out. I left with the permit in my hand.
While many other people still stood around and stunned and in awe, not yet understanding the gravity of the situation I got moving. I started making my way back to the entrance of the organisation, trying to walk fast without looking suspicious. I told myself, I can survive, after all I survived an alien invasion once before. 'Yes,' my inner voice answered, 'you have survived their invasion once before, but then you were in a remote area and now you are in a city area, a place which will be under heavy attack.' In my mind I saw scenes of slaughter and I knew that the last time millions of people had died. I tried to stay calm and act decisively. 'I have to get out of the city as fast as I can before all the roads are blocked.' I thought 'I'll go to the forest, I'll be safe there.'
I reached the reception and had to sign out. I needed a reason to sign out so suddenly, so I made up an excuse about urgently needing a day off. The female receptionist eyed me suspiciously. But then got the papers out and started filling my name in. It was going very slow. I was worried that any moment the news of the invasion would come to the reception and then I would not be allowed to leave. Finally she had filled out everything, only the stamp was missing. She had a huge stamp and a red ink pad. She stamped the paper but there was no ink to be seen. There was no ink on the stamp. So she took an ink pad that looked like a leather wallet. But she had difficulties opening it. I was afraid somebody would come by and tell her there was an invasion and then they would never let me go. Seeing how she fiddled with the ink pad I said "Let me help you!" She looked at me questioningly as if trying to guess my motive, while I opened the ink pad for her. She dipped the stamp in the ink and stamped my papers. A huge red stamp appeared on my dismissal papers. I was relieved, thanked her and took the papers. As I turned to leave I heard her whisper something nasty about me. But I didn’t care, all I wanted was to get out. I left with the permit in my hand.
Copyright © Avalon Sakti Tiamat, 26.12.2010
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