07-27-2014, 06:49 AM
A few minutes after waking up from an intense dream, here I am, sharing it with you before it begins fading away as many dreams do with time. I was visited by a negative presence last night you see and thought the retelling of the event might be of some use to some people here. It might also spark recognition for anyone who have been through something similar. In my case, it was the first time I ever had a dream of this particular nature. It went like this:
I was dreaming and, like in most of my dreams, scenes were shifting from one to another. When I became conscious of my dream, I found myself in a room in a strange house with others, presumably friends or acquaintances I now do not recognizd. In the room, I noticed a CD was playing. Someone had put it to play, only it wasn't music. I began feeling anxious and confused as I realized it seemed to be a recording of a negative nature which was playing in the room. As I wondered who could have done such a thing and why, it became clearer that what came through was something I identified as a negative channeling. I felt highly uneasy; I could not at this point consciously remember all the words which were spoken, but a message was being transmitted through the recording and it felt increasingly wrong. In my mind's eye I inadvertently caught sight of the entity which was coming through the recording; it was inhuman, a twisted nearly shapeless liquid solid black being with several thin metal-like insectoid arms emerging asymmetrically from it, floating about for a split second. It did not have a face yet I knew it could see and I felt it had seen me from its strange dark core. I must admit that it is not until I woke up that the power and freakiness of the vision hit me fully, as I was aware enough then to realize it had been projected into my consciousness to a certain extent. I have never seen something as twisted and sick-looking as this before. In the dream, I began searching for whom had put up this negative transmission, meeting the blank faces of the people in the room which either did not know or refused to tell. An instant before the intensity of my anxiety actually woke me up, I heard the words coming from the CD playing in the background distinctively : "Hate, hate, hate...".
Upon waking, I was mentally confused and stressed, but it occurred to me in the midst of it all that the strange "transmission" had indeed been true in a way; I strongly believe something was attempting to influence my consciousness in my sleep, only I became aware of it and began looking for the source from within the dream. The mental confusion it left me in was more intense than any nightmare I've had in the past. It took several minutes before it dissipated. It is the first dream of the kind I encounter. I am however almost sure the entity which attempted to tamper with my mind subliminally tonight was the same entity which has been bothering me since last October, a somber passenger which has made its presence known in the past, often through the pressure I physically feel on my back as something attempts to affected my emotions or my mind (usually in minor ways, thankfully).
It was quite an experience to surprise a visitor doing its subliminal nightly work like that. I would qualify it of freaky yet educational. Thank you for reading
I was dreaming and, like in most of my dreams, scenes were shifting from one to another. When I became conscious of my dream, I found myself in a room in a strange house with others, presumably friends or acquaintances I now do not recognizd. In the room, I noticed a CD was playing. Someone had put it to play, only it wasn't music. I began feeling anxious and confused as I realized it seemed to be a recording of a negative nature which was playing in the room. As I wondered who could have done such a thing and why, it became clearer that what came through was something I identified as a negative channeling. I felt highly uneasy; I could not at this point consciously remember all the words which were spoken, but a message was being transmitted through the recording and it felt increasingly wrong. In my mind's eye I inadvertently caught sight of the entity which was coming through the recording; it was inhuman, a twisted nearly shapeless liquid solid black being with several thin metal-like insectoid arms emerging asymmetrically from it, floating about for a split second. It did not have a face yet I knew it could see and I felt it had seen me from its strange dark core. I must admit that it is not until I woke up that the power and freakiness of the vision hit me fully, as I was aware enough then to realize it had been projected into my consciousness to a certain extent. I have never seen something as twisted and sick-looking as this before. In the dream, I began searching for whom had put up this negative transmission, meeting the blank faces of the people in the room which either did not know or refused to tell. An instant before the intensity of my anxiety actually woke me up, I heard the words coming from the CD playing in the background distinctively : "Hate, hate, hate...".
Upon waking, I was mentally confused and stressed, but it occurred to me in the midst of it all that the strange "transmission" had indeed been true in a way; I strongly believe something was attempting to influence my consciousness in my sleep, only I became aware of it and began looking for the source from within the dream. The mental confusion it left me in was more intense than any nightmare I've had in the past. It took several minutes before it dissipated. It is the first dream of the kind I encounter. I am however almost sure the entity which attempted to tamper with my mind subliminally tonight was the same entity which has been bothering me since last October, a somber passenger which has made its presence known in the past, often through the pressure I physically feel on my back as something attempts to affected my emotions or my mind (usually in minor ways, thankfully).
It was quite an experience to surprise a visitor doing its subliminal nightly work like that. I would qualify it of freaky yet educational. Thank you for reading