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« on: September 22, 2011, 21:10:01 » |
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Last night, knowing that I was getting the shot today and that it nullifies and wrecks my psychic capacity, I started to worship God.
So I Was worshiping God, and getting some good feelings. No big miracles or anything, was just trying to connect to the Source and boost some energy. Tried to go for a direct awareness, and eventually started to fall asleep.
So I fell asleep, and it was black hell chaos. Blackness and darkness and people praying for me to die. My own favorite people swirling around my head and praying and the cats transmitting data and hypnotizing and so much things, all in the course of a very short period of time. There were images of alternate versions of myself regarding me myself as some ultimate demon, being supremely scared because I was manifesting in their plane.
Then many things happened. -a bunch of strange guys come in the house and start talking about my life and who I am and why they lost their job as a doctor -i die when someone says my name, and swirling darkness and prayers of the living vengeance surround me -now there are flying saucers and aliens and all kinds of things entering my house and flying around. Looked like little plates with lights on the side of the circular mid point. Something happens, and reality begins to warp, I try to get out of there, swirling myself out of bed and flying out of the door, I get hit by a laser. -i die again - i wake up, and listen to see if anyone is in the house. Then I start going back to sleep, and there are prayers and darkness and shadow men touching me -i wake up and immediately fly out of the house, demonic children who look like me both boys and girls start to come and say, "We are here for spine stiching and nerve tweaking!" and I deseperately try to fly away. They keep calling me down, bringing me down with psychotic laughter and their own peels of screams. I am brought to the ground, and they tell me, "We've got three done! Almost ready..." -I die again, but I wake up where I was on the ground after the children had operated on me, and I can hear all voices from my area through all times and spaces. A native woman screams out, and I reply in her own language, but mess up the last words of the thing. There is thunder and lightening and shadowy grey light surrounding everything. My buddy comes and starts to call down evil on me, and then he says "Come here. Come here!" So I go, and the structure of reality is different. He pours out all these beads into two containers, and hands me "Pizza Burgers". "Got to feed ya too ya know." Then I try to escape, there was something extremely negative about the situation. I run and leap and float and dash till I get to the highway, and there are spiritual things everywhere. Genies and spirits and all these things, and each one was composing a specific object in the environment. - I grab my dice, but get hit by a car, but it doesn't matter, I have to escape. So I throw a dice on the ground, and it comes up with a strange number. -a spirit says, "He's getting his dice wierded!" and the moonlight was transforming my dice into deformed dice, corrupting them and twisting them and putting holes through them. so I grab the dice, and a sequence of numbers is given me. I wake up, and begin to wake up immediately to just a few minutes after I had gone to sleep. - I remembered the dream and rolled over in bed, and went to sleep until just before someone was at my door, it was Mom coming to see if I went to work, worried that I might miss my injection
So that's it, there are a lot more details, that's just the short form of it. Some details are getting harder to remember as the day goes by, but there were definite sentiments of disease, fear, rape, death, witchcraft, and ancient obligations.
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