Lol..thanks for resurrecting my thread. I had the same idea too - you know - not to be afraid. To go along with the experience, see what happens.
But, NO THANKS!
I had another experience not too long after the one I posted about here. It left me a little scarred. After that dream I decided that these alien beings - who ever - what ever they are, aren't things I want to mess around with. Since then, I've been practically cured from my UFO obsession. "No thanks"
In the dream I get lost. It's very dark, and I'm too scared to walk home. The entire time I've felt the alien presence near me, watching me from the bushes. I told myself not to be afraid of them. And then I thought, hey, maybe the aliens can give me a lift home! Not the most logical idea, but hey I wasn't lucid 
Instantly, the aliens walk out of the bushes. I become lucid. All the other dream characters freeze in time, before vanishing. My entire dream is melting away. It's just me and the aliens. I'm trapped, I can't move. My body is in paralysis and the alien beings are coming closer. Their faces are distorted, so distorted. They looked more demonic than alien.
My body's orientation changes and I'm floating on my back still caught in paralysis. I feel like it's a WILD. Like some great force wants to pull me forward - forward - forward. I thought maybe they were trying to 'project' me into their space ship. But it won't work.
For even stranger reasons, all I can say is 'projecting' doesn't work for me. I can't WILD, or astral project - which ever you think it is. Instead I always get stuck in the sensation of being lifted out of my body - but I never budge. Something always holds me back, and keeps me firmly planted.
The demonic looking aliens seemed to recognize that I was 'stuck'. They come even closer and place their hands on my belly. IT HUUURRRTTTTTSSSSS!!!!!!! My chest swells in pain. The opposing forces were so strong I feel like I could rip in half!!
I scream at them "STOP!!". I look into their faces. I can't stand their faces. There's something in the back in my mind screaming. Telling me, that these beings aren't aliens. That they were only demons, demons posing as aliens. I tell them to PISS OFF! And never bother me again.
They looked at me with disgust. Then they take a step back. The paralysis wears off. And I wake up safe in my bed. Is it just me, or were these strange beings incapable of going against my free will?
For the next three days the dream plays again and again and again in my mind. It felt so real. And it seemed so out of place. What I mean is, I'm a believer dreams are SUPPOSED to follow expectation. And when a dream doesn't follow expectation, then I believe something out of the ordinary really is taking place.
When I thought "gee the aliens can give me a lift home". I was "imagining" something fanciful and FUN. Like Flight of the Navigator. I wasn't imagining a nightmare! So why did I get a nightmare?
How real was my experience? I wanted to know!! I meditated and prayed for some sign. Was it a dream? Was it real? Are there really aliens in some astral dimension abducting people?
For me personally, I believe I got my answer three days later in another dream. Again I dream of aliens.
Except the aliens in my dream were B-movie cheasy. There was a giant independence day UFO - buildings exploding - people screaming. And the greys were zapping people with guns. I hide from them! They find me! But when I come face to face with the grey, all I sense is emptiness. The same emptiness I sense in most DCs. That this being lacks any real conscious essence. The alien attacks me!
But I feel nothing. That's when I realize this is a dream and nothing can hurt me. Last time the aliens made me feel INTENSE pain - even when I was lucid. But in this dream, nothing could hurt me. I make the alien disappear. I lose my lucidity and continue to role play.
Eventually the alien queen finds me. I fly away from her and she flies after me! She catches me! And beams me up to her space ship. My dream just behaves like a movie, the scene just changes. One moment I'm in the air, the next, I'm on a star wars like space ship. Easy as pie. No paralysis. No pain.
I woke after that. I just had two alien dreams in the same week as vast proportions and differences. There's no going back for me. Call me crazy but I believe some alien entity - in the purest sense of the word - made contact with me. And I don't think they had the best intentions in mind. It freaks me out. Because I think about the first dream I had with them. When two dark shadowy beings standing by my bedside ask me to become an ambassador. And the intense dread and fear I got just by seeing the alien standing at my door way.
I'm a little sad.
I love aliens! I do!
Most of my artwork is nothing but aliens. But greys? Maybe there are genuine benevolent and wise greys out there. And I did not meet them. 
BTW. The alien beings have continued to respect my free will - that or they are bond by it. I haven't dreamed of them since and it's been over a year. I still have no desire to dream of them. And after considering how traumatizing abduction experiences are, even if it is all just a 'dream', no thanks. I'M SO GLAD mine ended shortly. There are people out there who live in fear. Normal nightmares don't have that kind of power.
Now the only aliens I'm interested of dreaming with, are the fanciful creatures I draw
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