Hey invader_tech
Here’s the thing…I feel I can back up your story in many ways however, there is one element to my story that may very well strip all credibility away from it. I lay it out for you anyway.
I’m new here and my first post slightly covers this but takes more of a turn towards a different point, this is in reply to your dream and I see a few too many similarities to ignore.
A few weeks ago at a close friends birthday I too some ecstasy, this is important to bring up first so it can remain in the back of our minds this whole time and not be forgotten.
At the end of the weekend…I went to bed and woke up just in time to see the clock strike 3:00am the relevance of which is traditionally 3:00am is supposed to be the witching hour and not midnight but pop culture has changed this so.
I sat upright and looked around feeling a bit odd or confused, I knew I was supposed to wake up for work but didn’t see any daylight and wasn’t sure what was going on for a second. Once I caught on I rolled back over and went to bed…this is where it gets interesting (note that by this stage I haven’t begun research into lucid dreams, sleep paralysis or Obe’s)
The next thing to do I suppose is to go straight into the dream or the memory of it which, now after a few weeks, is tainted slightly by thoughts that I may have changed my memory of it by trying to recall it so long after it has been. Anyway it is as follows…
There I was (3rd person) standing in a black room or space or void…standing but with no memory of floor or walls, everything seemed to go on forever in each direction yet I could still feel the presence of my bedroom as if the boundaries of my room were still existent but not present or relevant at the same time, just more a feeling than anything else.
There was a figure or demon standing a few feet in front of me…hanging out, huge and staring straight at me, through his big empty COW skull eyes.
I say cow eyes there because after recollection of this dream the research began and cow skull fits the bill the most, cow or horse or some other but I don’t remember if it had horns or not.
It was much larger in size than me like comparing a building and me or something; it said nothing or did nothing and was not threatening or scary in any of those senses (but it gets better and more similar to yours) There was another presence but it was never seen, but it was heard. It was trying to give me a msg but it was not English and I don’t know the language…had what I would call an Elvish/Hebrew kind of thing and slight sound of intensity to it or urgency. I know that the other presence (lets call it the voice from now on) was really, really trying to tell me something BUT…the figure, while never threatening me physically or saying anything to me ever, was advancing or moving closer to me every time that I tried to hear or concentrate on the voice. Not moving though as much as floating I guess…it would be getting closer as if my bill rather than any type of movement.
I’m almost convinced the figure was there only to prevent or distract me from the message as the only time it would do anything would be when I’d try to understand the voice and I can not remember a thing about the voice beyond what I’ve already said however, much more is remembered of the figure.
Different from you though, I distinctly remember him having skin but it was not visible more translucent but still covering his skull face but without any noticeable features just occasionally I recall seeing the slightest sheen coming off his face near the nose or the forehead and I just do recall him having skin even though I couldn’t see it specifically. Other differences are it was shrouded in a robe but I could see he had human shape even though he was covered in this robe. The robe did expose his ‘human’ neck, which wasn’t transluecent at all and I remember it looking very ‘comic booky’, very, broad, muscular and a very pink/tan flesh colour that I would recall in comics.
It was a Red and white robe and it was covered in symbols around its edging but this is one point I’m not too confident on…it feels like a detail I added when trying to recall more of the experience. Flames and a red mist were surrounding his base but they had a translucency to them also, as if they were fading away or something but with no progression…just faded and pauses at a certain point so as to remain half visible although they did make me feel like they were the ‘doorway’ or ‘trap door’ to which he gained access to this ‘space’ we were in.
That’s pretty much it. I kept my distance from the figure and I seemed to always try to keep the same distance between us so whenever he advanced I was moving back so he never did get any closer. I have nothing else on the voice except it seemed very, very important and it really wanted to talk to me or to tell me something.
When I awoke I was late for work and did not recall the dream at all due to my lateness overwhelming me but at around lunchtime it all came flooding back and has consumed me slightly ever since. My first issue is I truly remember seeing the figure somewhere before and really want to know why so I can see if I remember it because of the dream or if I manifested it from someplace deep and buried in my mind.
Second I really, need to know what the message was and that is partly why I began this research…only partly.
After all that being said however, remember that there was drugs leaving my system…it wasn’t the first time I had, had ecstasy so I don’t want posts just saying “it was all the drugs”, cos yes thank you I have thought that already and I agree to the statements validity but their hasn’t been a dream like that on any of my previous experiences but there has been very occasional dreams like that in my past.
Since there is so much unknown about the brain and more importantly, the mind, I’m tempted to believe that whilst a chemical imbalance was occurring in my mind, it helped to create in me a state allowing for more of a lucid state, mid you that all my lucid experiences in the past have resulted in my waking immediately following my recognition of the fact that I’m dreaming.
Ok I should stop or this will just go on and on, one last thing though…I’ve added some sketches here but if you could refer to your book and perhaps help me discover who the figure was…that king Solomon book you mentioned…I’ve been looking everywhere but all I can uncover is stuff that would make Goth’s happy…nothing serious about demons and their names and what they look like.
Thanks for your post though, I wasn’t going to bring that up as I figured it was a bit crazy for all of you guys since lucidity is the main point here but it was pretty much the same experience in many ways.
Ok I’m done for now…I’ll add some (photoshop)sketches to set the scene as I remember it
Bye for now
Astro1000000
A.k.a Ethan_sanchez
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