Little Brown Aliens and the Giant Worm

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For quite some time I have practiced and explored the world of lucid dreams. This is technique where you become conscious of the fact that you are experiencing a dream state of awareness. It has been used throughout civilizations history to have visions and commune with spirits. And is a common technique in shamanic cultures. Currently because of the widespread popularity of shamanism it has seen an upsurge in popularity in certain circles. When one is lucid dreaming you are able to control your actions in the dream state and explore the realm of the dream. Much like exploring our waking world. Of course the laws of the dream world are quite different than our ordinary state. You can fly and the scenery changes quite frequently and dramatically, there is a lot of symbolism and others whether they are spirits or people can join your dream.

From the beginning of my lucid dream explorations I have been contacted by what I call ghosts. The experience begins as a object or figure which doesn't quite fit in to the dream-scape. Often it happens around the image of a door or passageway. A rift begins in the dream, as if the scenery is rippling or tearing, I feel a pull kind of like a magnet or a sound like a sonic boom. Occasionally I feel a rabid vibration. Often it is accompanied by these beings that appear and communicate with me. They are often people who claim to be deceased or half human half animal beings. Occasionally they appear as aliens. Little brown ones with the classic big oval eyes.

I will quickly describe a recent encounter with these beings:
I dreamed I was standing on a vast desert plain with tan dust swirling around me in the wind. I heard a noise that sounded like a jet planes sonic boom, and turned to see a stone arch way in the middle of the desert. As I watched the archway a giant snake or dragon the size of a freight train came through the archway. I ran to get out of the way and as I turned back I could see its massive eye staring at me as it passed. Its skin looked fluffy or downy and was sand colored, I could see that it was made of the same dust that was swirling around me

I began to run away terrified of being run over by this huge beast. As I ran I came to a large sand dune and began to run up it. My legs felt like they where full of lead and I had a hard time lifting them. At this point I realized that I was in a dream and became lucid and I began to run up the dune with ever increasing strides until I was bounding like a dear. I had that exhilarating feeling that is accompanied with lucid dreams. The only thing I can compare it to is taking acid or mushrooms. I began to explore my dream with wonder and curiosity. I found a path down the other side of the dune which lead to a small river shallow enough to wade in. I could see the stony bottom of the stream and fearless I splashed into the current. I could see lots of little fish swimming around my feet and they moved as if they were one. As I waded along I cam to a blockage in the stream. It looked like a beaver dam. I decided to dive under the water to try to swim under it. As I tried to surface on the other side I came up against a hairy mass that wouldn't let me through. It was like a layer of dirty ice on the surface of the water. I turned around and resurfaced back where I started and continued to explore the dream. I walked down a hill to a small brown house which had bird cages in the yard on a gray door. A old man wearing white came out of this house and walked into the yard. He had a black bird on his shoulder. I said hello to the old man but he walked passed me as if he could not see me. I had the feeling that he may not be aware that I was there since this was a dream. I follow this man to the edge of a huge body of water which was so vast that I could see the sun setting on the horizon. The man began to speak to me in a garble language that was very soft and hard to hear. I turned away from him to see what else was in my dream. As I walked I came to a small ledge that two people where trying to climb. I easily climbed up the small cliff and turned to help one of the people who was a woman with long dark hair. She was trying with great effort to climb but her feet kept slipping. I reached down and pulled her up she felt very soft and smelled like a spring rain.

I slipped back into a regular dream in which I was in a school then riding on a bus that I forgot something on. I went back to the bus to find what I had forgotten, but their was so much other peoples clutter that I couldn't find it. I left the bus and got in my car with my wife and drove away. Here is where we get to the alien part...

As I drove away I saw a flat rectangular ship hovering just over my car and following me. It was A luminescent white color with red lights on its surface. I felt the familiar magnetic like pull that usually accompanies the other beings when they manifest in my dreams. I asked my wife who was riding with me if she could see them and if she believes me now? She couldn't. I sped away to try to lose it but it chased me. Suddenly up in front of me there was a figure pushing a bus across the road in front of me to block the way. I drove around it and into a muddy field. I continued to drive across the field through ruts of mud which made it increasingly harder to get away. I came to the edge of a forest where the way abruptly ended at a cliff with a train track at the bottom. My wife fled away down the tracks but I stopped and decided to face my pursuers. I was no longer in my car and I turned and looked behind me and saw three little brown aliens standing together looking at me. They where dressed in what looked like raggy workman's clothes. At this point I realized again that I was dreaming and became lucid. The aliens were very benevolent and peaceful and had the same quality as little children. My fear was now replaced by curiosity. As I looked into their eyes, which looked just like the eye of the dragon from earlier that night, they asked why I was running? Their mouth didn't move but I could hear their voice in my mind. In reply, I asked why they were chasing me. They answered in a matter of fact way that it was because I asked them to be here. At this point I was very relieved and felt very comfortable with my new friends and I realized that that was true, at some point I had invited them to commune with me. Maybe not in this dream but in the past I had let the spirit world know that I wished to communicate. There was a forth alien with them who looked human. He was a tall white guy with blond short hair and a beard and strange tattoo's on his shoulders. I could sense that he was from a distant star system. I asked if humans could mate with beings from his world. He laughed and said that the parts don't fit...Its kind of ironic that this is the first thing that me as a human would think to ask and not something deeper. He then said that our future was in the stars and not to worry about the coming changes. "look at them as growing pains." was his exact words. The dream ended at this point and I woke up feeling exhilarated.

I feel that much of the feeling of anxiety that manifests in our dreams about a destructive end time comes from our collective mind which we all can tap into when dreaming. We can all feel it, this sense of unknown about the future. So fear manifest its self in our collective unconscious. Dreams have a lot of power in our lives. If we can think positive thoughts about our future together here on Earth and not give into fear driven media, crazed with mass destruction and chaos conspiracy's about 2012 we may have a chance. If these are the end times let it be the end of a way of being that is out of harmony with the Earth and each other. Try to look at our times as a time of great and positive change for humanity. The more we do it the more it will manifest through our dreams and into our reality.

Peace,
Jeremy

Comments

thank you!

thanks for sharing, feelin it!

2012

I agree, I love the phrase "participatory cosmology", meaning the traditional western hemisphere prophecies are more like a choose your own adventure, than a horror story. we have agency, and the nature/outcome of the date is entirely up to us, and will be the result of our thoughts, actions, and dreams!

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