Here is my experience as promised a few days ago. This type of thing has ONLY been happening while I sleep, so anyone who doesn't know anything about this kind of thing would of course chalk it up to 'dreaming' and 'imagination'. This was no dream, and I'm sure you all will very much agree, especially if you've experienced other things similar, and I know some of you have.
I don’t really know how to begin this or how to lay it all out to make the most sense so I’m going to do my best. Just to warn you, it WILL be jumping back and forth as I have a habit of doing that when I’m describing these things. I go over the main happenings and then once that’s out of my brain, other details pop in. I’m sure that this will not be the only post on this as I’m sure more details will surface after I post this.
Here goes.
I was an observer for the majority of these events, but I DID step in near the end, and I think I may have been removed shortly following.
On or about December 4th 2012:
There was a boy, I’m guessing he was about 10 years old, blonde, short-haired, kind of a bowl cut roundish hairdo. He was in front of some dirt caves, rock caves, not sure, brown anyhow, on multiple levels. As he stood looking at one of these cave entrances, a message came to him, I could hear it, it said “Close the 6[SUP]th[/SUP] door!” So, he went over and closed the ‘cave’ door. Then, he was told “You must close the 5[SUP]th[/SUP] door!” The voice, a male voice, was quite urgent. As the boy went to the ‘5[SUP]th[/SUP]’ door, he was being followed by a large swarm of bees. He had to close the door before the bees got to it. He managed to close the door. At this point, he thought he was done, I watched as he was back in his bedroom. Now he was told he must close the 4[SUP]th[/SUP] door, and then the third, and finally the second. Upon getting the message for the 4[SUP]th[/SUP] door, he was back at the level of caves being followed by the bees.
He made it to the second level, and there, he met a woman. She looked to be in her early to mid twenty’s, curly hairdo, light brunette, length was about half-way between chin and shoulders. She was wearing a light floral pattern dress. Summery; hung down to the shins and was short sleeved. She may have been wearing earrings; the ball kind, pierced ear, small, silvery.
She followed the boy and spoke with him about being awake and stepped out and how people can’t see what’s going on, like what a lot of US have been doing, that kind of talk. I didn’t follow the conversation, but I knew what was going on.
The boy went to close the 2[SUP]nd[/SUP] door, and the bees got him. He lost his life as in a video game. I could see him turn into what people would call a ghost or soul leaving a body. The woman watched in awe, she couldn’t believe they got him.
The setting has now changed to what looks like a small courtyard, or ruins of a chapel or something similar. Stonework structure, with pillars and benches, and vines all over the walls.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him walking past behind her. She turned to talk to him, he was walking with an austere man and woman, as if they were posing as his strict parents. The boy was not the same. He had been absorbed into the masses that he seeked to free. The woman, almost nun-like, that was with the boy, didn’t show a face, but she did have one. The three of them, man woman and boy walked into a doorway and stood there as if they were going to go up in an elevator that didn’t appear to be there.
At this point, either it was the man walking with the boy or it was another man, I’m not sure, came over and sat with the woman on what looked like a pew from a church. The man was dressed like some sort of priest or reverend or preacher, black suit (not today’s styles) and a round large brimmed hat with white or silver trim. I call him ‘padre’ for ease of reference. As the man sat there, the lady in the dress talked to him and couldn’t believe what had just happened. She felt like she was all alone in this now and didn’t know what to do. Up until this point, I was just a bystander and wasn’t interfering with the events.
There was some conversation between the lady in the dress and the padre, and somewhere along the line, not sure if it was before or after the padre showed up, it was mentioned something about programming in reference to the boy. The padre had with him a book, that appeared to be a bible of sorts. This bible contained pages and pages of programs, all of which were individuals and god only knows what else. I guess I must have become visible at this point because I think I was in on the conversation about getting the boy back. The padre offered us to remove only 1 program from the book. I reached over the back of the pew and grabbed a whole bunch of pages out of his book and I mean I TORE them out and scattered them. He wasn’t angry, but I think I may have been.
I was removed from this place within what seemed like second after I took those pages.
I’m sure more of this will surface, but this needed to be shared especially after ImmortalGeminii’s travels to the 6[SUP]th[/SUP] dimension and it being closed off. There’s a reason I haven’t been able to get this posted until now, but I knew it needed to be here.
I know you will all have thoughts and comments on this and I look forward to it. I am only beginning to separate these experiences from regular ‘dreams’. I’ve always experienced such, but never formed until recently the ability to separate.
I’ll share more on this as it comes back, but that is the majority of it. I tried to incorporate as many details as possible, but I know that I left some out; I have vague images of other little things, but words are not there and nothing clear enough at this time to share more.
What do dreams and dejavues have in common lady of the light ?
What you describe in your dejavu/vision, I must say, I only usually experience THAT type of dejavu while asleep in a dreamlike state. I will be in a 'dream' that I have NEVER had before, and know that I had. I will then be able to, if I want to, change whatever I feel like; sometimes I do, sometimes I don't. These happenings are occurring more and more often. I've never had something happen (as of yet) that I 'dreamt', however, I'm sitting on a big one that I've recorded that looks like it may actually take place; I know the where, I just don't know the WHEN, except for it was warm out and sunny.
Let's just say I've finally broken free of the point of 'strange' and gotten to the point of REAL. Although I'm still learning to control these situations, that ability is coming to me quicker than ever, and I'm taking every opportunity I can to tune myself into it all. This stuff was kind of suppressed from me and my sisters when we were kids; my dad being a very strong psychic and all who didn't want to be, tried to shield us from those things and denied it the whole time growing up. 33 now, I've been working on this stuff for the last 20 years or so, but just now it's really getting strong. But, my entire life, I've had experiences. Maybe one of these days I'll share the one from when I was 5. Maybe you guys can all chip in and help me figure it out. The ONLY recurring 'dream' I've EVER had. Another time for that.
Anyhow, I'll leave you all with that; today's contribution.
