I’m normally in my home but it’s really not my home. It looks different. There are rooms I don’t recognize and it’s larger than my actual house. I’m doing everyday activities. Or I’ve been outside or a place I have never seen before. Even working at my prior employer’s office. The details of the dreams will be blurry except when I encounter the spirit. I’ve met a few who have passed on wisdom I don’t remember now and a couple very dark spirits I didn’t want nothing to do with so with the power of every God I’ve ever believed in, I booted them right out the door of my dream and locked it behind them. In those two incidents, I experienced sleep paralysis.
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Oh man. Thats awesome! So, like I have dreams where I’m me, but I’m like living a completely different life, different kids, different house, completely different life. Sometimes it’s hard for me to differentiate between reality and dreams when I’m first waking up. I need like a solid hour to come back down to earth and feel grounded. I’ve had dreams where I mentioned to my dream characters the time, but they didn’t hear me, or at least that’s what they said, and I remember specifically responding with , “oh it’s okay! I asked if you knew the time, but I forgot that this was not real.”
The dream character looked at me and said “what do you mean this isn’t real?”
And I said “yeah ya know, this is not real, we’re in a dream I’m having so time doesn’t really matter here I guess.”
This dream was taking place in a dark dance club type of environment, and after I said that, not only the character I wsss talking to, but the entire building except for myself turned into black masses, snd started chasing me, and I ran through the closest door, and it’s like I fell back into my body. Every single dream after that, I’d be doing whatever you know, just experiencing a normal dream. Then I’d ask to use the bathroom, I’d go to the bathroom, come out, look around and be like man I forgot which way I came, so I’d start walking down these long hallways, but as I’m walking, for whatever reason, I get that inner soul chilling feeling, and the fog horn and sirens would start going off in my chest, so then I’d start walking faster, and faster, then windows would start imploding on me, like glass flying in on me, so I’d start sprinting, trying to get away from whatever it is that’s following me. I didn’t make it out for the most part, usually. I’d end up doing the same thing as previously; I’d tell myself “I’m back in my body” and I’d instantly just fall into my body, it felt like.. and then I’d actually jump up awake feeling like I’m having a stroke or a heart attack. It really hurts!
But then eventually I finally had a dream where it started off good, but as usual, I go to use the bathroom, this time I had a “friend” or whatever with me, and I ended up losing her within this house that I’ve never been in before ever, and I start feeling like I’m being chased, I’m sprinting, windows imploding, but this time, I finally ran long enough to see the front door & I dive out the door and landed face first on the ground and the characters I was with was asking me if I was alright, and were just concerned. And I stood up and was like yes I’m great. And then the dream continued peacefully, and I never had those chasing dreams again, since.
For context though, I did have those chasing dreams for about a good year or two before it finally finished its cycle. Thank god.
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