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      01-11-2022, 05:58 PM
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      I found myself in somebody's living room watching digitized super8 movie clips of Vietnam war action which resembled scenes from the movie Apocalypse...
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    Spiritual Communication?

    by LDyogi on 01-11-2022 at 05:58 PM
    I found myself in somebody's living room watching digitized super8 movie clips of Vietnam war action which resembled scenes from the movie Apocalypse Now that someone I didn't know had taken. Then a scene appears where the camera is moving across an open Army mess tent from left to right until it gets to about the middle where a soldier is sitting on the ground in the sun with his helmet on and resting against some sandbags. When he looks up and sees the camera, the cameraman pauses on him and the soldier puts a big smile on his face. At that instant, both of his eyes are shot out almost simultaneously and nobody around is bothered by it, not even the cameraman, who begins to zoom in a little as blood fills the eye sockets of the now dead soldier whose body just froze with that grin on his face. That scene continues for a bit longer to record the blood then switches to that widely circulated film clip of an Asian Army Officer putting a pistol to the back of the head of a crying Asian woman who is on her knees with her hands tied behind her back and then her brains are blown out her forehead.
    It then dawns on me that that soldier was assassinated by two sharpshooters who used him for competition target practice.
    I was horrified and perplexed why I am having these exceptionally vivid images and woke up to figure this dream out.
    The best I can conclude is that this is a spiritual communication that executions of traitors is underway, or at least will be soon. But traitors to who? What?
    The only thing I see happening is Global Genocide/Depopulation thru the vaccines using Government Tyranny. Welcome to WWIII where the 'elite' attempt to clean house and burn the garbage believing they have impunity from legal action against them.

    Oh boy

    by LDyogi on 06-26-2020 at 10:26 PM
    It's been some time since I last had a lucid dream. This morning I woke up in Hell.

    I found myself waking up in a strange bed in a strange home. I don't know how I got there but I was not in fear because I felt I somehow belonged there. A person I didn't know came up to me and I felt I was with a friend when he asked me if I slept good. I asked him how long I was out and he replied it was for quite awhile. I said I was thirsty and would like some orange juice, so he opened the sliding door out to a patio and said to follow him.

    There were large speakers on the patio playing odd music very loudly and he said he needs to collect a glass on a table in this other room across the patio to put the orange juice in. We enter that room which was dark except for the light coming in from the patio and the room appeared to be a dining room. The glass he picks up is seriously filthy and he says "of course I'm going to wash it first." So I follow him to the kitchen and he only rinses the glass then fills it with OJ and hands it to me with a smile. "Enjoy!" he says. I take a small sip and began to feel dizzy. Spotting a day bed near a table, I had to sit down but instead I lay down and pass out. When I awake, he is with me and I apologize for napping there but he said it was not a problem and was happy to see me fully awake. "You like horses, right?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Come, I have something to show you."

    So I follow him outside and up a small steep hill is a dilapidated barn and going up the hill to it is his father on horseback followed by two small children. When I reach the barn with my friend, his father is bringing the mare to its foal. Hanging from the rafters by chains are two bleached skeletons of foals. "She's been spitting them out like rabbits" he says, "but we're not having much luck keeping them alive." I also see three mongrel dogs chained up near the foal just out of their reach but the way they were chained was bizarre cruelty.

    One had several meat hooks in its body, each secured to chains. Another had a large fish hook in the corner of its left eye which was swollen shut and a rope was fastened to it. The other was tied up by its collar but it had been beaten severely with bloody scars all over it. The foal attempts to take suck while on its back because it can't rise up and the mares mammaries begin to stretch and droop very surreal like. The children laugh from the entertainment they're experiencing.

    As I begin to say to my friend that he could end up in jail for animal cruelty, I realize he's not going to jail for anything but that I am in Hell. That's when I really woke up. I am in Hell. Just look around and see the whole world gone mad. Who is it fanning these flames? The authoritative mainstream media with the power of Hollywood under the direction of the CIA and DARPA which is all controlled by Communist Zionists. Duh. How will this story end? Very ugly I'm afraid, because the poor sheeple would rather be slaughtered than take responsibility for allowing Our Garden and all the children in it be vandalized by these enemies of righteousness and workers of evil. The End.

    Updated 08-09-2020 at 06:06 PM by LDyogi (added missing details)


    A Visitation

    by LDyogi on 04-02-2019 at 06:08 PM
    This LD happened a few weeks ago and I'm mad at myself for not having a DJ on my table when I woke up to write it down - but it was very lucid so I can recall most of it.
    I was in total deep sleep and really enjoying the rest when all of a sudden, some human looking beings appeared in my room. Their number shifted between 5 and 7 because they were not physically present. They looked more like holograms that were having difficulty staying in focus - shifting and colorizing. They were also doll sized and all were smiling at me. Different sexes too and fairly well dressed. The only communication I could make out from them was to not be afraid. I asked them if I was seeing them correctly, if they were really that small. They looked at each other then grew to normal size for a moment, then returned to their doll size saying they can stay in my focus easier this way. I wanted to know what this was all about but that knowledge is still pending. They faded out with smiles as I woke up to write this down - realizing this was not a dream. I have come to know what a vision looks like when I have one. I'm thinking someone here at DV was trying to enter my dream? Sorry 'bout the late posting - been preoccupied getting a new PC set up and working right.
    lucid , memorable

    My Goal

    by LDyogi on 10-27-2018 at 06:37 AM
    I hope to connect with people who have had similar experiences here. I do not see the benefit of toying with ones dreams as it is being promoted on this forum. I believe lucid dreams are a window/doorway into an alternate reality that is connected to this reality.
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    Third One - Total Telepathy

    by LDyogi on 10-27-2018 at 06:28 AM
    The third lucid dream that cannot leave my memory happened very early in the morning of July 20, 1993. All of a sudden, I find myself standing in what appears to be a kitchen looking at a very large table with a man seated at it who is reading a bunch of papers strewn on it. Iím looking at this man straight on from the other side of the table but Iím standing a few steps back. Suddenly, an attractive woman with very long dark hair walks up to this man from his right, which he does not see, and raises a gun to his head then blows his brains out. I distinctly felt the emotion of horror when that happened then everything went gray. I opened my eyes to look at the clock and note the time, then went back to sleep. Later that day, it was all over the news that Vince Foster had committed suicide. As the reports came in about the time of his death, it was clear that I had witnessed his murder telepathically through the eyes of the woman who was there and saw the whole thing. I have told this to many people, but because everyone I told has a serious block in their conscious to suppress any notion that experiencing something like this is possible, it was like casting pearls before swine. Iíve also come to suspect that my first lucid dream of flying was experienced telepathically as well.