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~ You know what I notice about dreams?  They are like the way an artist works in fantasy.  A lot of them are very symbolic, imagery driven and borrow from a great many real things in your daily life.  But nothing is ever really what it was in your waking life.  Like in a dream I just had I remember a shop that had tvs in it and other things for sale.  It had the exact impression of being the same convenience store in a subway I frequent but then it also had elements of a second hand store I visited and another small shop downtown.  Just like the way people work in the movies combining several elements from various styles in order to create a new character or location ~

~ The same with people in my dreams its like people I might call one of my friends but when I wake up I know its not her.  The one in particular I'm speaking of looking back had a strange depth in my dream.  Like this person who was one way in my life, in the dream, seemed like she was a character being played by a much more seasoned and deep actress.  I got the impression she was wearing the character of the girl I knew in life.  Like she was even wearing the dream, looking through it at me.  As if it was a very important interaction somehow.  But who she really was I have no idea yet ~

~ What I think, is that you actually are interacting with real people or beings in your dreams.  I think yes sometimes its all you.  But other times I think its a shared experience.  And in some of those nightmares, you are actually encountering what I call "feeders."  The feeders are like energy Vampires who feed on your energy through exploiting your weaknesses and fears.  They themselves are very frightened and low energy so they only feel comfortable "feeding" in this way rather then drawing energy from source ~

~ One time in particular very recently I had an experience where I was very open psychically but completely unfocused and sort of spilling out all over the place.  When I fell asleep that night I had a dream I was in my house but it was very very dusty and yellowy looking, like it had been there for a thousand years or something.  Everything was broken down and damaged and all the same musty looking yellowish colour.  I opened the door to the washroom and looked at the toilet which had a huge crack right through it.  All of a sudden my mother in her characteristic bathrobe, came from around the corner and started yelling at me for damaging the toilet.  I played it off, as if it were no big deal. At which point an unusual thing happened.  I think I heard myself instruct the demon to attack me.  Not like with language mind you, it was like I was giving myself an idea about how to push myself a little further with it.  The being that was playing my mother suddenly started pushing herself on me and a large thing grew out of her genitals and started like raping me.  I think I woke up at this point going "what the fuck!?" ~

~ I think I was trying to wake myself up in the dream through this allowed attack.  My energy in my body had risen to a significant level to this and had become very attractive to other entities.  Another time when I felt like the energy from my third eye was very open just in between dream and waking I felt a being swallowing the focus from my third eye into a hole.  I had to pry myself away from it.  It felt like a real nasty feeling like it had a rusty sound to it like someone you don't want to meet in a dark alley.  I guess thats what the fourth dimension is like a dream alleyway.  Ha ha ~

~ Well I guess its many things and one of them is its where I think we actually go when we create our dreams.  Which would mean the brain isn't actually what we think it is, its not actually like a machine to create and store all these imaginings but its only a very complex receiver.  Maybe like a computer interface.  But all the games we play take place on the internet, same with all the knowledge and information and everything.  This would mean that its only ever about opening on all levels to be able to function in any walk of life more… well… functionally ~

~ Maybe thats why people like einstein would fall asleep with equations and wake up with the answer.  Because its a lot quicker to use a holographic interface you are completely integrated in then to try to run it through an otherwise very resistant waking mind.  This would also mean that on this level that we call our "waking life" or "real world" we are actually so asleep we only ever function of the most limited capacity for the majority of our lives.  And it would mean we die without ever truly realizing our full limitless capacity for creation and experience as human beings ~

~ I remember one other time I tried to wake myself up while dreaming.  I was looking out through my backyard door window at four different versions of my dog running in a circle.  Each one was a little more extravagant then the last.  I remember thinking to myself "imagine if this was a dream?" and I just kept on staring in wonder.  I woke up slapping my head saying things like "you stupid fucking idiot!" Yes I am a giant moron who just can't seem to be able to figure out he's totally dreaming on all levels all at once ~


~ It would mean one other thing and that is that when we Die the first thing we become are Our Dreams, Literally ~