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Well I will be honest and say that I was skeptic from the very beginning, and nothing happened for the first couple of nights until last night.
For the curious (and not patient) the tutorial is at esotericamerican.org , there's been quite a few threads of this recently.
Anyways, I dont know what exactly I did differently last night but it happened, I had one of the most profound dreams i can remember and I happen to be in a state of shock. Here is what I dreamed and the events that followed.
I dreamed that I walked in the streets of my town at dusk when I noticed this black blob thing (it seems to appear differently to each person) just floating in the air. It started very small like a bubble and it hovered on top of people that seemed to be made out of greens and vegetables (wtf does this mean) while ignoring normal people made out of flesh. Anyhow I caught its attention and it came to me. And its voice was like a woman and it told me "do you want the bliss that comes from ignorance? or the pain that comes from truth". I choose the latter and then these eye things appeared on the blob. "Then come and see" it said. I could see myself as a young boy, in my old home. I was crying and could only see a locked door, but could identify the voices within the door. It was the voice of my mother and father. They had an argument, It was my fault but I dont know what exactly it was. Then i heard the sentence that hit me like a train "You fucking whore, that bastard is not mine! I am sick and tired of your lies". My mother ran out of the room ignoring me. I had hidden this memory from myself all of these years. I woke up immediately after that. I called my mother and asked her about it, she broke down crying and apologizing. We were on the phone talking about it, the man that I thought was my father who passed away four years ago was not mine. I dont know how to feel about this, I am shocked but i wished the thing hadnt showed me this.
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Can you guys help me out understanding myself?
I have been diagnosed with a mild asperger's syndrome. Sometimes I feel like I live in a dream. Or actually I live in a dream all the time, but when I get this so called surreality attack, I feel like I woke up. But I want to get back to sleep, because that 'alternative' reality frightens me. I feel like I should be awake, but I want to dream. I think I have some psychic skills too. If someone wants to help me, I'll gladly give my Skype name so we can chat more.
I think I don't belong in this world, but I want to stay in it.
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Can we get a thread about kids saying / doing creepy shit? I'll go first.
>be about 7, brother is 4
>brother gets a bad fever for a few days, has weird ass hallucinations
>one night I hear him coughing hard in his room, so I go in to ask if he is okay
>he sits up in bed, stares right at me and says in a calm, monotone voice "one.... two.... three.... four...."
>My parents run in and deal with him, I go back to sleep. Scared the shit out of me, still haunts me to this day. He has no memory of it.