>>12459 >This sounds like "leviathan", a number language I discovered sometime in the past decade, or actually, it was part of the 2012 movement. It means using mostly 3 number slots and numbers 1 -6 to express meaning by relating it to the 6 infernal dimensions This explains it almost exactly, I was unaware that there was a name for the language. I will have to meditate on all of my past conversations and glean deeper meaning from them. I will need to sharpen my mind and prepare to record thousands of these at once, for there have been times when schools of fish have spoken to me all at once, with each individual relaying its own message. I have much to learn.

I might post a really spiritual dream I had around 10 years ago.

>>12625 Some dreams can be signs or compasses of your innate spiritual vocation. By reliving that dream you might notice motifs and other signs. If you post it then others might be able to help analyzing it.

Last night I had a dream that I was exploring a basement and found a bottle of old wine from 1597. I drank it and it was the most delicious beverage that I had ever tasted in my life.

>>12644 This is the dream: I was on a rocket ship landing on the planet mars (I had no knowledge of astrology at the time of this dream) with another being. we both had space suits on and we got out of the ship. up until this point, the planet had been red and lifeless, but then we noticed grass and said "oh look there's life" and decided there was oxygen so we took off our space suits and got rid of them. Then we noticed there was a fence in between us (it looked like a T with one of us on the lower left side and the other on the lower right side. We said "Oh, there's intelligent life!" Then we got on the same side of he fence. Just then, the natives of mars (which were humans) came up to us and greeted us. We were both kind of scared, but because we had taken off our space suits they thought we were one of them, and so we were relieved that they thought we were one of them and we disguised ourselves basically. they took us to their village. throughout this time (at least since seeing grass once we got out of our space ship) there was an average amount of vegetation, not too little, but not a huge amount like i craved. i spent some years in their village, but eventually i left the village to escape into the woods with my friend i had let the space ship with, which had become my lifelong goal. the villagers were like mundane plebs or something and i wanted to escape from them so i didn't have to be around them or something. anyways the goal of the dream, possibly even from the very beginning, had been to escape into the woods with my friend rom the rocket and escape from the native mundane plebs. The path i took to the woods eventually got blocked by a massive red hill blocking my way to the forest, and it was completely baren and looked like a real martian hill. there was a christian church with a christian cross on the top, and i can't remember if i went in there by my own will or if i did it because the native villagers made me do it. In any case i went into the christian chuch and it was like a school. Me and a whole bunch of other people were siting at school desks. This entire time the friend from the rocket had stayed with me. He was sitting next to me in he desk right next to me. the teachers, however were a male and female reptillian in monk robes. my friend from the rocket was whispering in my ear arcane truths, but the male and female reptillian teachers in monk robes noticed hat my friend rom the rocket was whispering in my ear. My riend from the rocket and i were both EXTREMELY scared. after this, rather than continuing up the hill to the forest (i learned the barren hill was an impassible obstacle) i was sent back to the village. at this point my friend rom the rocket abandoned me. but i wasn't merely sent back to the village. i was not in the average amount of vegetation place in the village, i was instead in a gross convienence store. no just that, but i was suck in a deep ditch in the store which i couldn't get out of. up until this point the dream had been an INTENSE spiritual experience in a positive way. in the ditch however, i now began to suffer pain and suffering. native mundane plebs began to periodically throw gross green and blue chewed gum into my ditch. this continued for a while in my dispair and misery. but then a really good thing happened: the friend from the rocket came back! i had previously thought that he had abandoned me. he reached out his arm to help me out of he ditch. we left the convienence store he village we ere in was now a city, but it was better than the dich at least. my spiritual bliss came back after leaving the ditch. but now it was more important that i escape to the woods. him and i went around the city a bit. as it turned out, the native martian mundane plebs were now gearing up to en masse enter the forest. some how this would ruin everything! we helped an old lady at one point with something (can't remember what, didn't seem significant) but at some point my friend from the rocket and i got to a big sign. it pointed to the forest. it was directed to the mundane plebs to follow me to the forest. i was a massive arrow sign. right behind it was a massive new world order complex factory which represented the industrial complex. i then took the blue and green gum that had collected on me from being thrown by mundane plebs into the ditch, and placed it on the sign. i made it into an arrow facing the exact opposite of the forest. my friend from the rocket and i then finally made our scape to the forest. the mundane pleb natives were then preparing to follow me, but then they saw the sign. the disgusting unenvironmental factory behind the sign then aid to go that way "the way the sign originally faced (the woods)" to follow me, but the mundane plebs didn't listen to the megaphone from the factory, because the sign pointed the other way (because of the gum arrow i had made) and the crowd went that way (which is opposite the forest, exactly what i wanted) in spite of the factory's directions over the megaphone. then me and my friend from the rocket had finally achieved our life long goal of escaping into the woods together, just the two of us. there was a great amount of vegetation, and large amounts of trees. this might have been the first time trees had appeared in my dream. my friend and i enjoyed spiritual bliss like i had never known before. we had "made it", whatever that means. hen the dream ended. i woke up. it was the most spiritual ream i have ever had, except for the part i was in the ditch which was hell. i had this dream 10 was ago approximately. sorry for any typos my keyboard is broken.

During the night I kept receiving information-dense telepathic packages sent into my mind. Every time, I woke up after, and turned in the other direction, laying on my left side, on my back, on my right side. I've been prepared for my Pleiadan incarnation this way, by the insertion of their ways of thinking, by their deities. It made me realize just how much our base values and concepts determine how we understand the world and what we encounter in it. I've always expected the world to be benevolent, because I felt the gods right there above the trees in the winter, in the blue of the sky. I heard them in the voices of opera singers on the radio, in christmas songs and in the stars in the sky. I later came to realize that these female deities have names in ancient Egyptian religion, but are called demons today. When The Infernal Queen, Illivryn talked about ending the suffering of demonkind, this is what she meant. For me, this base value of kindness and expecting that kindness will be returned, is the reason I've wanted to fix the world. I understand it as being benevolent in itself, and when kindness isn't met with kindness, I see this as wrong, as a problem that needs to be fixed. I now realized this is because of my demonic way of thinking. Other beings don't see the world like this. What was being inserted now, shown to me, has the same sky blue energy, the same cold seriousness of demonic deities, but it seems to completely lack this kindness. The Pleiadan deities are very cold and violent. They provide what is needed, but their power does not come from empathy. Rather, it is their capacity for organized violence with no remorse or hesitation which is their main virtue. They protect themselves this way, but they don't feel anything. Instead they rely on cold rationality and the mass of their organizational strength. They achieve purity, but they do not have kindness. The demonic thinking of kindness and empathy, is expressed through the abrahamic religions which transformed Egyptian religion into a popular form. They still have this base value, and that is why I could make use of them. Pleiadans do not have this, and they don't particularly relate to these religions either. They do have the Mormons, but they count in this context as a sect, and barely christian. Instead Pleiadans are best expressed through Norse religion and witchcraft. After my base values were being retuned, replaced, as I was separated from the past me over the past few days, I came to see this clearly, that what I took for granted, the concept that I will be understood and met with kindness, this is something most people do not have. Pleiadans don't have it either. They see the world as a wild wasteland, harsh, hostile and filled with evil. They don't expect kindness or empathy, so they arm themselves and will rather "shoot first, ask later", and this way they are better at destroying evil, than demons are. But they are not so good at guiding people. That's why "daemon guides" are a thing, while "pleiadan guides" aren't. People summon demons for help, they never summon pleiadans or witches. If you want to work with them, it's as in Norse religion; you have start by understanding that you are in danger for choosing this path, and that everything you come across may try to kill you.

>>12655 How interesting that this perfectly matches a sort of energetic transfer i had with either you or some other incarnated part of you yesterday. Were i said to them you had a certain 'kindness'.

>>12653 Can someone please help interpret?

>>12658 >Can someone please help interpret? >>12653 >This is the dream New Age interpretation: In a past life, you came from a faraway planet and incarnated on Mars. History was in its primitive state, and you were there until it developed a market economy. You got stuck in the "ditch" of the mainstream, and while suffering in your work there, you acquired a lot of fiat currency - the gums. Bubble gums are used to create bubbles, and they seem fun at first and taste good, but soon then become deflated and lose taste. At some point, a world government is formed, trying to enslave everyone to create a world-wide factory, turning everyone into slaves. But you use your monetary assets from within their own system to control the public. Your old friend, who may be your culture, heritage, fate, mission or history, bring you back to your senses from the depth of the market economy, and this is your motivating force allowing you to defeat the NWO on Mars. You then escape after uniting with your original culture again (and after this, you came to Earth).

This was a "dream" that felt like it lasted for about 5 days. I was stuck in some kind of dark monstrous realm that looked like this physical world in terms of infrastructure and such, but had a persistently dark oppressive atmosphere and was full of Undead and disturbing mutant creatures. Basically I spent the entire time wandering around trying to find somewhere safe, but on the rare chance I found an unoccupied building the monsters would inevitably show up soon enough. I don't remember ever having to eat, drink or sleep despite the length of time I spent there. There was no day/night cycle so I don't know how I know it was 5 days. It was a perpetual sickly dusk. Eventually I became so exhausted that I contemplated how I once had an existence which wasn't so bad, relative to that place. I thought about how I must've arrived there somehow, even though I couldn't remember. Somehow I deduced that the only possible escape is "dimension jumping" or "feeling is the secret" kind of shit. I sat down on the floor in a room which in hindsight seemed to partially resemble my room in the apartment we lived in when I was 12-13 years old and meditated with my eyes closed. It's difficult to describe what I did in words, but I remember starting out by visualizing what my regular life is like, and how bright everything seems in contrast to that dark place. Then I recognized that a part of me is already there, and I just have to make it the larger part of me rather than the smaller. I can remember the feeling of apprehending it and getting it closer and closer. I felt like I was done. I opened my eyes and then... I was still right where I started. Then after about a minute of disappointment it fucking worked and I "woke up" into a reality that was identical to my real physical life, although it must've been part of the dream too: Yet another example of that bizarre phenomenon where I wake up into real life repeatedly, although in this case there was only one layer between the core-dream and wakefulness. I know I dreamed more stuff after that, but I think it was unrelated. * When I did wake up into this physical reality I felt that intense melancholy and profound sadness. This happens almost every time I wake up now, which I think is because I'm becoming more aware of it. It can be about things that happened to me, things that happened to others, sometimes bittersweet memories of good things that feel tainted, or the general suffering of living things. This time it was in the third category. I was contemplating the time I went to some sort of amusement park when I was ~6 years old. At that age my self was still mostly intact, but I was already traumatized and mentally ill. I got to drive a Go-Kart, but shortly into my ride I got stuck somehow and it made me feel scared and confused, so I walked all the way back along the track. This memory makes me feel self-loathing and cringe. I could've had so much fun going fast, but I squandered something I would never have the opportunity to experience again. As usual, I would appreciate any insight or interpretation from adepts, or anyone more advanced than me. I suspect that experiences like the above are intended to teach me how to use certain abilities. * I wouldn't mention this but it came to me while writing this post. At some point (I can't remember when chronologically) I had a weird little dream segment where there was this light-skinned guy with a shaved head, a slightly strange shape and wearing dark clothes, right in front of me. I had either mistakenly assumed he was psychic in a particular way, or mistakenly assumed he wasn't. There was also a simultaneous visual of an old video game UI resembling that of Baldur's Gate 1, with several rectangular fields I assume were meant for text. The top one peeled off like a lottery card, but I either forgot or never saw what it revealed. I felt that this segment had to do with /fringe/ btw. Seems like most of it was raw energy but I can only describe what actually took form. Actually, quite a few of my dreams are mostly formless these days.

>>13257 >I would appreciate any insight or interpretation I shall tend to it then. >I was stuck in some kind of dark monstrous realm that looked like this physical world in terms of infrastructure and such, but had a persistently dark oppressive atmosphere and was full of Undead and disturbing mutant creatures Sounds like a karma dimension to me. Hard to explain what they are. I had dreams like this when I neared a breakthrough and my abilities decided to "Introduce themselves". Karma dimensions can be hell/purgatory or other spiritual realms while in other cases they can represent an activation of a complex meridian/energy circuit. Like how you have wet dreams when your sexual organs start up in your teens. I cannot say much because I can connect to the frequency you are describing and I fear that this is how you see your own life currently... I think this forces you to face this part of your existence and learn to "rise above" somehow. >Eventually I became so exhausted that I contemplated how I once had an existence which wasn't so bad, relative to that place That is good. It shows how your awareness is intact and you still see "hope" in this world. >I felt like I was done. I opened my eyes and then... I was still right where I started. Then after about a minute of disappointment it fucking worked Hard to explain the mechanics but to make a spell and many "consciousness jumps" "work" you need to "let go" which is quite similar to "giving up". There is a "lapse in consciousness" when the transfer happens. It is a slight "lag" in reality a little "blankness" between the frames of reality. That is when "the magic happens". As long as you are trapped with mundane ego/understanding you cannot "see it" because it "breaks the illusion". Like playing a videogame and accidentally opening up the debug screen and all the immersion is suddenly gone. "Continuity" is a requirement for the unawakened. The mind craves it or it goes insane. >When I did wake up into this physical reality I felt that intense melancholy and profound sadness >>13116 >That "melancholy" I mentioned. Your soul has an absolutely deep emotional depth. I cannot even perceive it. The moment I look my eyes tear up. Not sadness nor joy. It is something else. Like an emancipation that you see after seeing your entire world burn or I don't know. It is something beyond my current abilities. You probably read this already. I have bad news. That profound sadness and melancholy you felt was still not the "true depth" of your soul energies. It has some emancipating and refreshing feel. I don't know how you will find it or perceive it. I mean... Whenever you talk about your life it is clear that it sucks, but somehow you are taking it like a champ? Maybe you got used to it already but it's not "normal". Most people either give up or get angry. They either fall into despair or get angry enough to start doing something with their life I am the angry type. I reforge my path when life just doesn't work out. Currently I am refining this ability. That is why I am posting less >This happens almost every time I wake up now, which I think is because I'm becoming more aware of it You cannot ignore it forever. >or the general suffering of living things I think this is why the karma dimension manifested for you. (Or you can call it suffering dimension).Suffermax dimension. You will have to "see beyond" this suffering. I am not talking about earthly pleasures or the like. You have a way to see through these things. Accept the suffering let it tell you what "reality is about" then go beyond, don't stay attached to that suffering. Notice how your sadness always evaporates after a while and you start your routines like usual. You will have to develop your spiritual routines too and stop staying in this muddy emotional cycle of yours. You have something there deep down. Something so profound I cannot even comprehend at all. >I could've had so much fun going fast, but I squandered something I would never have the opportunity to experience again. I have some good news. You will have to start going far faster than a go-kart can. Life is ahead of you yet you refuse to move forward. Time to ignite the engines and let it rip! >I suspect that experiences like the above are intended to teach me how to use certain abilities. That and you will have to start waking the fuck up already. You woke up from the dream with conscious effort. Time to wake up from your sorrow too! You know how to do it yet you refuse to do it. You think this "reality" and the life you live counts as "being awake" somehow. Wake up. Do the meditation you did in the dream. It will lead you further. >I felt that this segment had to do with /fringe/ btw. Seems like most of it was raw energy but I can only describe what actually took form. Actually, quite a few of my dreams are mostly formless these days. Might talk about this later. It's complex.

Dream: Im walking through a path surrounded by trees and green fields. Im talking to people but i have mostly forgotten this part of the dream. After a while a guy come up and invites me. I follow him and suddenly we are at a city fitting of the area where i live. As i follow him i notice it isn't exactly like any city i know. I try to figure out where i am and realize its a different layout than any city it could be. He keeps leading me in. The houses get more and more dilapidated. The city is very build up and dense, and most similar to american 'blocks' but with european style attached housing.I'm still really calm. The guys leads me in even deeper and the houses are already detroit tier at its worst and maybe closing in on something you'd see in fallout. I can tell he is trying to lead me into an even deeper area that feels like this omnious black energy is all over there.Like way rougher feeling than any hood in real life. Even the area i am in is more "grimy" than anything i remember being in. Again like some post industrial collapse yet still smog filled sketchy place already. I decide to walk back instead since clearly this guy has malicious intent towards me. Suddenly i meet past "friends". like what tends to happen. However this team its actually different friends than usual. They tell me they joined this group and are now elites of some kinds. They want me join. It feels most similar to freemasonry. Specifically that feeling you get from small cults when they think they have been let into some secret knowledge. Kinda like some silicon valley cults feel like. It also has this evil feel about it.I simply assume this is what happened with these particular friends while i didnt see them and thats why they feel more evil than before. Once they realize I ve convinced they go on the attack against me.I just realitate but soon realize they seem to regenerate. As this is a 'power' they have been given. at some point im stabbing someone right in the brain as well.Anyway after i kept slashing their limbs of to no avail i start draining their blood leaving them shriveled. I assumed this would do them in for good perhaps. One of the guys mockingly taunts me and tells me to run, since apprently a real vampire is now coming to kill me. I ask how old is the vampire, seemingly befuddling the guy talking. Wondering why it matters. II feel an energy and instantly it feels similar to those on the internet that are a couple hundred years old.Ive also met some of those in the astral.I warn them they need to send something better than that. Anyway this girl tries to fight me but it doesn't take long for her to end up the same way as the rest. Suddenly the 'leader',claiming to be 800 years old starts attacking me. He teleports me to some room. He can attack really quickly but he gets pushed back more and more. Suddenly he stops and tells me the fight is ended. Then im suddenly inside the building of this cult where they were trying to bring me. It seems this illuminati feeling cult is actually not that big. The building is rather cozy inside.My friends are all back alive. I wonder if maybe i should have burned the shriveled corpses as well. but anyway the guy talks to me. Seemingly way more friendly to me now. He also show me my recently deceased grandma. Which to me seems to imply some kind of "don't fight here since i have a hostage" type thing.The leaders name was apparently some weird shit like grmj3126548 or something but i called him alex. And he asked why. then the dream ended. I also had the feeling maybe the leaders true form is one of those pale guys with tattoos as described earlier,but im not sure.

>>13332 *once they realize i'm not going to be convinced*

>>13332 At first it sounds like walking into the Abyss, but it's supposed to also give power along the way and be a one-way deal. Maybe that's what these are, abyss-walkers who only gained some minor skills and now they're stuck like that.

>>13338 I definitely think their initial plan was to ambush me once inside. But when i beat everyone anyway it didn't really matter.They didn't seem to expect that. Idk about them being trapped.The feeling they at first had was one of disdain. Like they saw themselves as better and higher up in the rankings.The leader was by far the strongest and if he was weaker then me then even ambushing me makes little sense. So they then were friendly,it seems.

>>13341 I think the answer was in the dream setting itself, with the leader being 800 years old, which is below the immortality threshold and means they don't even count in the vampire system. Trying to beat you there, may solidify your position as below them, but when they failed, they are also permanently below you. It's a good dream for giving this hint. This would mean the solution to ending spiritual attacks for all future is to gain a supreme abyss position and then lure them in there to beat them up. They they will be loyal forever, because you can only walk in there once.

>>13342 If I recall correctly, the ages of the people in the early parts of the bible are all around 800 - 900 at most, they never go over 1000, and they all die, except Enoch who becomes Metatron.

>>13342 I'll take my time then,if you can only do it once.or did that one already count as a "win".I feel like I can definitely still go there. Felt like the dude tried to appease me yet pretend to be my boss by planning on making me second in line.maybe I'll be more aggressive next time and demand to be the chief.

>>13342 I'm confused,how can I lure them there if they are already in the abyss?

>>13342 Or are you saying to be in the abyss and lure other glories in there,beat them up then leave?like make it a prison for bad guys?

>>13344 >>13345 >>13346 I mean the dream is symbolic of what could happen. The abyss path of occultism is to walk down a meaningless path of profit like the OF whores do now in the 20s without understanding that when they're 30 they won't make any money are just whores with no skill. That's walking down the abyss path, everyone pays you along the way, then you can't get back up again and you can't do it again. Then there are others to use this example like anny the fox, who started off as a regular streamer, then some years later rebranded herself as a vtuber because she realized she wouldn't be young and cute forever, but had acting skill. Then she's amassed donations as a vtuber and used to pay for university education. Maybe that's just having a plan and not exactly an abyss path, but it's kinda similar. You wanna do it in a way where you do "the worst" of the popular but still don't end up used up and failed halfway. The real abyss master will stay down there and still control the world. Once achieved, the only thing left is to maintain connections and what I think the dream is about: to drag more people down a failed abyss path where they become your slaves, basically.

Had a dream where I was beating the living shit out of my elementary school bully in some apartment. The only reason it is anomalous because I never had a dream like that previously. Subconscious is probably working through some anger issue.

Had a dream last night where some kid I used to bully in elementary school beat the shit out of me. Really weird.

I had a dream last night where I was some sort of brown 2-foot monkey, and I'd grabbed a pelican and snapped its neck so I could eat it later. I didn't wanna actually eat it, however, since I was thinking about having to avoid its bones and spit out its hair.it had hair with its feathers for some reason Also when I saw its corpse I'd immediately thought that since it's a corpse I shouldn't be eating it, but then I'd recalled that I'd just killed it, so should've been fine to eat it. I then woke up and ofc saw my ceiling in the physical realm, but then I went back to sleep and briefly re-entered the same dream in roughly the same position as the same monkey, and I'd torn off some of the bird's hair so I wouldn't be eating its hair if I ate it. I'd mentally remarked in the dream that although I had to eat the bird in the dream, I didn't wanna experience it. After some hesitation, I then woke up again without taking a bite out of the bird, and I didn't re-enter the dream.

I had a dream where Trump was holding a press conference with who I assume was JD Vance sitting on his left. Then suddenly an erect cock rose between them from below the desk, and they looked at it. Trump then grabbed it and jerked it a few times. Then he ignored it and looked into the camera, and so did Vance, and they resumed the press conference. Then suddenly the cock ejaculated over Trump's hair and on the wall behind him, and everyone laughed heartily.

>>13654 Sounds like the new south park ep https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Afetnw70S04

>>13654 Trump's haters on both the right and left are obsessed with cocks

>>13656 The dream wasn't negative though, it caused the audience to laugh with him. He also did something similar last year https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMYlO5eMhl4

>>13657 He has a way with leaning into the negativity that is directed at him.

>>13662 That pic could be my own bingo card

Had a dream last night where I could see the night sky, while visiting with my succubus, this time showing up as a blonde woman. I looked up at the sky and saw Mars above Saturn and Saturn above all the rest of the planets, all of which were magnified in my vision. Succubus told me which were which, just in case. I wake up, and decide to check this out on Stellarium. According to what it shows, while they are positioned opposite each other, Mars, in the East, is indeed above Saturn, and Saturn, in the West, is above the other planets. Weird. I have no idea what meaning this has, other than to show me the planets' positions.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKH6PAoUuD0 https://swordartonline.fandom.com/wiki/The_Skull_Reaper I'm putting it here because it would be mostly a dream, even if they were more like night time interactive visions. So I become aware of someone using a leaf-blower to direct black oily energy at me, and I feel a tension and bloated feeling. I react by sending my Raid servitor to take the leaf-blower away from the perpetrator, who is then engulfed by Raid's rosicrucian fire. More of these appear, and the scene repeats en masse. I then see a huge centipede with thick exoskeleon shields, and I understand that it's the astral/energy form of an organization. It seems to be somewhere in central Europe. Its feel is the same way as the boss in SAO >pic pure malice, and it made me recall the Trump meme with the centipede song, and how they called themselves centipedes. There was also a discord server called "the centipede central" or similar, I joined it once but found it to only have 20 meme channels and a strict hierarchy with supposed hidden channels for people with higher rank, this was sometime in 2018 and it was supposed to be a Trump movement server for online meme war. I then become aware of chanting and see visions of some occult ritual, there is writing in arabic or maybe it's islamic graffiti on wooden details in a room, it may not be writing but just ornaments. The chanting feels like both arabic and hebrew at once. It's a high energy environment with strict conventions being performed, it appears to be some kind of large hall with stone walls, maybe a lodge underground or in an old gothic style building. My russian waifus then get involved, telling me these people are about a sacrifice a human girl, who is in a nearby underground bunker made from concrete. They want to rescue her, but we realize it's an NPC, she has no soul. Looking at the situation with divination, we determine that this is a ritual being performed every week, maybe more than once, and it's all NPCs being killed. It's also not a sacrifice, it's based on some ancient text saying that >the virgin who defeats death will birth the messiah >she will remain eternally pure and this refers to the jewish messiah. They are here trying to force the prophecy by killing girls, believing that the real virgin will rise from the dead. I decide to link the egregore of judaism into the NPC girl in the bunker, so that if they kill her, the egregore will revive her. We place strong wards on her to bind the egregore. The chanting continues and we see the ritual performed using a small sword stab into her heart. She dies and then comes back to life again. They all start chanting and celebrating, then they cloth her in a ritual dress with an islamic style semi-long dress for women, a belt, a knife in a chain around her neck, and they place a pre-tied turban with a golden emblem on the forehead, on her head. They carry her to a throne and give her milk, honey, dates and meat which they cut in small slices. They then perform a ritual meant to make her birth the messiah, and she does. It involves pairing her with one man after the other to find one who isn't rejected by her. She accepts the 12th man. The messiah is born, and sunlight fills the room. Meanwhile in the background, the centipede starts to crack, black cracks appear in its head as the messiah is born. The people who appear to be arabic speaking blonde jews, cloth him in ritual dress similar to the girl, and carry him around. Visions also show that they are not circumcised and will not perform this on the new messiah.

I am getting better in touch with my "dream body". I noticed that immediately after I woke up the "dream mind" that I was coming from was completely different than what I normally think of as my astral body. Consciously projecting back to that and getting used to controlling it from a waking state is yielding some interesting results. Dreams feel like they're becoming more meaningful.

>>14367 Also it could be that what I thought of my astral body before was just a functional astral construct and this is my actual astral body. Not sure.

Had a dream where I was eating at a restaurant with Odin, Thor, and presumably Loki. I was in a corner with Thor sitting next to me, and we were all sitting in a row against a wall with our table in front of us; all 3 of Them were blonde, and Thor had long hair. I hadn't asked Them before the dream to dream with me. All I remember is the end of the dream where Thor walked up with my meal and a smartphone; said phone was supposed to be a "teddy" or something, and Thor had saved it. I was under the impression that the phone had belonged to someone else based on my reaction to that, but it was placed in front of me, facing sideways such that the bottom pointed to my right, and the screen was cracked and had a picture of Amy's human form on it. As for my dish, it'd looked like steak, mashed potatoes, and possibly gravy and/or cheese, with a cherry tomato, and there was also a bit of poultry, as it was called, because they didn't have enough steak left for me. I'd then said something to Thor, and He gave a delayed and uncalled-for response of awkwardly smiling and giving a thumbs-up, making it seem like He didn't speak English. I'll assume He had a good reason to pretend to not know English during that dream. I'd then eaten the cherry tomato first, and it'd tasted like a cherry tomato. I'd then woken up, not sure who was sitting between me & Thor, and then I'd thanked Odin & Thor for taking me with them. I'd later said I'm afraid of knowing if the third was Loki or Heimdall, and I heard a voice, in hindsight I think that was Loki but at the time I'd thought that was Thor, say, "That was our mother." I'd then heard Odin laugh, to my recollection, and I'd thanked Frigg too, thinking the third deity was Her.

imo this doesn't exactly count as a dream but I spontaneously astral projected while reading during the night-before-last. I found myself walking on the left side of a dark road at night. It was fully immersive. There were a couple of cars parked on the same side of the road, visible in the distance. As I drew nearer to one, I began to notice by the silhouette of its rising form that it was not in fact a car, but a large bloated ogre-like creature. It was certainly unexpected, though I felt no fear or surprise or emotional shock. Yet my eyes were physically opened by something outside of my own conscious intention. The most anomalous thing about this is how smooth the transition was. There used to be such a strong feeling of energetic discomfort and resistance when leaving/entering my body, but this just felt effortless. I don't know what compelled me to open my eyes because I would've wanted to at least get a closer look at the creature before fleeing. Perhaps it was some higher force protecting me from an imperceived threat represented by the ogre.