Astral abduction

[dingo]

Yesterday and the day before I had OBEs during the mornings (first ones in a long time). I met with one of my guides, Exsy, who congratulated me on achieving a new level of consciousness and achieving a particular task I'd been given, and he showed me some living claymation kittens, which I helped heal and played with.. That was fantastic! The next day I paid particular attention to exactly what I was doing when separating from my body and noticed exactly at what points the transitions were made. It was very educational.. Anyway that's some background.

Last night I made a brief attempt to project, but gave up after 30 minutes because of being tired. At about 6am this morning, I was having a dream where I was fixing a girl's bike. I ran up the stairs to fetch some tools, and as I lay them out on the bed to pick the ones I needed, this disembodied human-looking arm reach down from the ceiling and flung me up into the air.

I felt the "whoosh" that comes with leaving your body, and kept my eyes closed because I had some knowledge that I was not going to like what I saw (as if I'd been through this before), and I had a very strong urge to try to sleep so I didn't have to remember what happened. The next thing I know, I feel like I'm laying down on a hospital bed, and I'm surrounded by bright flashing vibrating lights and there are two pairs of disembodied arms over me. My right arm is floating up, and these disembodied arms are trying to push it back down. I resist, and raise it again.

I say, feeling extremely sedated, "What's going on?"

One of the owners of the arms shouts at me, as if to a misbehaving child, "STFU. Look, do you want to go back to your university accommodation or do you want to end up somewhere in Spain?"

I had a strong urge to answer the question, but being aware it could be a false dichotomy trick to get me to consent to something I just said "What? Why would you do that?"

The next thing I know, I'm lying in bed, awake.

I go back to sleep but two hours later I woke up and found myself partially paralysed. I couldn't see out my left eye, couldn't turn my head left, and I couldn't control my left arm (which I couldn't see behind my nose, but I could see my hand rising and sinking gently, and I could control my left hand). Eventually my arm raised far enough to allow me to see my elbow, and I spotted a finger resting underneath the elbow.

Being pretty protective of my property, I snapped my right arm over there, yanked on the hand under my elbow and pulled some kind of short thin pink alien. I grabbed it by the neck almost strangling it, and pulled it close. It had *small* black eyes with vestigial flaps above and below them that weren't quite eyelids, no nose, and a mouth that came forward to a peak.

"Who are you? What the f are you doing in my room?" I demanded, blanking my mind to avoid letting it read an answer from me, but it still managed to grab onto some of my doubts:

"What I'm doing is really important," it said, weakly. "I'm a friend of a friend."

If it was really a friend it would have asked for my conscious consent, and would have explained why whatever it was doing was important, so I pulled it closer and yelled at it "GTFO out of my room and never come back!"

And then it vanished and the paralysis was gone.

What do you make of that?

[CFTraveler]

Have you seen any of my *really old* posts?
I used to have that kind of thing happen to me all the time- it's what got me interested in UFO stuff and eventually found me in AP websites.  Once I found out that this happens in the astral (and it may not necessarily be what it seems) I did a lot of investigating, and changed my attitude (from terrified to curious.)  Then the experiences changed (drastically).
I can give you lots of theories to what may be going on, but honestly and truthfully I haven't figured out what they really are.  And I've had this happen to me since 1997, so you see experience doesn't give expertise, in these kinds of things.  (Either that or I'm really dense, lol).

[dingo]

Thanks, CFTraveler.

I found and read some of your posts from 2007 and 2006, and they were quite enlightening (couldn't find anything older though...). If it happens again, I'll try not to be negative... and if I do find that pink alien dude again I'll apologise to him for scaring the excreta out of him. I can't get my head around the first extremely negative experience with the invisible people though; I don't think I was being hostile, but they were still extremely impatient, rude and uncaring. IDK 

[CFTraveler]

I don't think there's any that are older than 2005- the forums got cleaned up a while back and some of my original posts went bye-bye.  But you get the idea.