Same here. WILD. The problem here is that its SO REAL. It's can't be called a dream, because its very unlike the dreamworld. What i'm talking about here of course is where you find yourself emerge after you see the nets (transition stage between waking and sleeping). Once body paralysis sets in, then you enter it. It's really different than any lucid dreaming or real dreaming that I've ever done. Everything is black and then things simply materialize out of that blackness. It's like you're confronting your own psyche. In my case the two that I can reminder have been highly disconcerting.
Ex 1: Before I learned lucid dreaming I entered this stage. And the goat's head hand sign (sign of satan) was leaning in on me. The hand sign itself was all that could be seen, and it was like an extension of some greater entity that was crushing me into submission with this great evil presence. Of course I woke up sweating and didn't go back to sleep for some time.
Ex 2: This one was an actual WILD. I passed the transition phase and immediately a face appeared on my left. After a second or so it looked down on my acknowledging my presence. It felt like there was some great power behind this face (basically an outline of a bald black man). It was almost demonic. And whenever I looked into this beings eyes (engaging it), there was this great rushing in my brain and in my ears. This being was quickly replaced with a white woman's face with black hair and a pony tail centered on the right. The woman was just as bad as the man.
So basically when I would engage these beings I would get the rushing, and when I ignored them by looking down or away from their eyes, the rushing would subside. Needless to say this entire time I was commanding myself to wake up (I knew where I was). I woke up with my face contorted and my jaw was convulsing like a jack hammer.
Personally, I don't have nightmares. Haven't had one in at least a decade. These sorts of experiences, attempted possessions, and other spirits or whatever trying hard to make their presence known are the only thing anywhere near a nightmare that I've had. I'm not afraid of anything, it felt, very convincingly, that everything was coming from these beings, and not from myself. So I strike a fancy that this sort of experience is definatelly worth talking about and investigating, rather than being some sort of freudian deception that isn't worth discussing.
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