A few months ago I had a very strange cross with dreams and reality, leading to not only one of the largest shocks of my life, but also something very thought-provoking… And its pretty dam long. Would like to hear any thoughts/feedback.
I went on holiday with some of my friends (we’ll call them M, G, C, L and S) and partyed rather hard and never got much sleep. The run-in with the police contibuted to that, but thats another story;)
When I got back home I sat by my computer and started listening to music, thinking about the trip, feeling not tired, but not-not tired… if that makes any sense. I closed my eyes and leaned on the table, and this is when it started getting wierd.
C walked into my mind, and we started having a conversation. Imagine having a fixed vision into darkness, but something in that line of vision being completely visible. I was looking and speaking to him… in my mind In the back of my mind i was thinking this was rather strange, but went along with it. M entered at the left of my vision, and we continued the conversation. The only way I can validate that I wasnt asleep at the time was that I could still hear the music playing from my computer.
I went outside and lay on my deckchair, thinking that a nap would sort out this strange occurence. Again M and C walked in, we talked, eventually leaving after noticing that i wanted to sleep. After a short time of non-mind-invading, I suddenly heard C next to me, Outside my mind. I looked at him with my eyes closed, and he had a hazy outline of the window behind him. Before registering what was going on, he pointed to the wall and said “look!”. I quickly opened my eyes and glanced at the wall, which wasnt too eventfull. I looked back and he had vanished. The music still playing in the background.
Starting to Freak out, it was then that I realised that a good sleep would be in order.
I went and lay in my bed, and almost instantly my friends walked back in, speaking to eachother. I joined in, and eventually they left. Then L walked in. I asked him if he knew what the hell was going on. We spoke about the situation I was in, he seemed to be pretty clued up yet still I felt like he knew something I didnt.
To test my powers in this little mind of mine, I focused on top of his head, and slowly drew my focus to the floor. Then one side of his body detached, and started sliding towards the floor. Somehow I had cut my friend in half
Filled with remorse, I put him back together, and he would just slide back down again. Apologising, I imagined stiching his body together, which seemed to work. We talked a bit more about how strange this all was (with me mostly just saying sorry) and he walked out of my vision. Though i could focus where I wanted in my vision (And do some pretty crazy stuff) I couldnt shift it around. It was like a frame of a camera, once its out of the picture it in essence vanishes.
M, C, S, G and some people we met on the trip invited themselves in again. It was like a party in my mind. L started talking to me, but I couldnt see him, he was drifting behind my vision (Imaging sorrund sound ) once again talking about the situation. I was pretty frustrating not being able to see him. Luckily I still had the privacy of my thoughts, they seemed to be active in another compartment. We talked, people started leaving, and eventually I told them that it was fun, but I should probably go to sleep. This cant be healthy. M and C came back in a short while after that, talked for a minute but I sent them away. I was still awake at this time, try imaging having a really deep daydream, but still being aware of your body, even moving it occasionally. The strangest feeling about it was that i could still feel and see the hair in my eyes (I have a long fringe) while talking in my mind.
Ok, this is when it gets strang…er. Chilling in my bed, waiting for sweet sleep, M and C walked into my room (not my mind). They kept on nagging me to get up. Being perfectly aware that they dont exist. I got up. They seemed to like talking alot.
I can now safely say that this was a dream, though it didnt feel like it at the time. It seemed perfectly normal that was room was on the second story of my house. We dont have a second story. if laying in my bed was the absolute borderline of sleep, this was the absolute borderline of sleep… While they were talking about the trip I let my thoughts wonder, thinking about how much further this ‘fake but real friends’ was going to go. Looking out the window I saw two burgulars climbing over the wall into our backyard, walking towards our back door. I wasnt too alarmed, as I knew they didnt exist. Leaving M and C, I walked over to the tv in my room (theres no tv in my room, but it felt so real! ) and switched it on.
I thought that seeing as my hallucinations were being formed outside my mind now, I decided to expiriment.
The TV showed a cheerleader dancing around, doing her thang. I concentrated on the visual, and set my intent to bring her into my room, from the TV…
The TV switched off, showing a black screen, with a reflection…
Of a huge man at least 3 times the size of me, right behind me…
He leaned over and said, “THATS NOT GOING TO WORK.”
If I was a horror-thriller writer youd find that pretty scarey, I cant even describe the fright that I got. He never gave off the impression of a human, it felt like he was a part of me, an evil presence.
I tired to scream, but there was something blocking my voice. It felt like a cement block in my throat. Failing to scream, I hurried past him towards my bed. I got on, tried to utter something, anything, though that never worked. Freaking out a tad, I got under the covers and shut my eyes. Just then an extremely tall Carribean (way over two metres) guy walked in, and didnt seem too friendly.
I tried to shut out them out and go back to sleep, to wake up, or something…
I woke up.
Wawawiwa.