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.

In the past week since the event, where certain things were solidified into the physical and as such removed out of my way, I've found it easier to enter what is popularly called a "flow state" of moving from one task to the next seamlessly, or allowing the mind to just register and not get involved. This is probably also related to activating the hidden morchella DNA I found, which was hinted at in the painting I got in 2009 which contains symbolic elements representing the things I need to do to prepare for my next incarnation. In short, it has a number of people, and various background items with colours and shapes, representing directly my own path. It seems the artist channelled my energy and the painting somehow made it into my view where I then felt drawn to it and bought it. >pic The artist has left a trail on art auctions but nothing is known about him. I believe this to be the same painter, the motifs and the signature looks similar to the one I bought. Last night I did some hebrew reading of Genesis with read-along to penetrate the surface meaning, and ended with incorporating it by assuming a prayer pose described in the ancient kabbalah books I've started reading, such as Sefer Yetzirah, Sefer Ha-Bahir and Sefer Ha-Razim. It looks like a specific hatha yoga pose described in detail, but incorporates kabbalistic symbolism which explains why it will work in a more structured way than the same or similar poses when used in yoga. (Although this exact pose isn't described in yoga, I used a slight similar one naturally even before reading this, almost getting it right on my own.) This lead to seeing suddenly the logic of what I need to break through, and I also found a conclusion as well as a "glossy orb of law" describing the principles of the galactic federation, meaning how capitalism is just "viral behaviour" which must be transformed into a selfless state through "revolution" to achieve actual commune-ism, which is in principle not different from the goal of kabbalah or jewish mysticism, but the scale differs and no specific god is named, as each race has their own creator. The end goal is selflessness just the same. I achieved the breakthrough, and during the night I had some strong spiritual experiences in a half-dreaming state. I had here left a vtuber doing karaoke on to maintain the seamless state from awake to asleep, avoiding the definitive "switching off" of both digital devices and the mind for sleep. I then had this dream experience, followed by an interactive part where I was still seeing the dream scenery but "felt awake" in terms of my interactions: >the scene of the shooting appears before me >Charlie Kirk leaving his body, flying up into a plane with white and yellow energy higher up, his soul expresses with surprise "Oh my God what happened..?" >at the same time there is a movement downwards and I can no longer see his soul >I use Astra to trace the soul, and find him in hell >at the same time, the one who made the exclamation is still up there in an ethereal state >the main soul went to hell, the assistant went upwards >I ask via Astra to see the list of his crimes which would put him there >this costs 1 silver, Astra pays them >the soul now placed in hell has 38 "mortal sins" registered >14 cases of abortion by pill >24 cases of sex with a menstruating women (his wife included) >I ask about this, the demons explain with an uncaring arrogance that if you follow Christianity you have to follow the laws >using abortion pills is killing not allowed by God >sex with menstruating women is a clear breach of jewish law, and he didn't cleanse himself accordingly (didn't follow the torah/OT >excuses aren't valid >I ask to see my record from past lives to explain why what I did was allowed >this also costs, but still just silver >they say I was registered as an Arch Angel when incarnated in the west, so my actions were excused >Arch Angels have their sense of self removed, so the direct actions aren't tied to the person, this makes the sins "general destruction" and not linked to any breach of the law of God; i.e even if murder causes karma, it's allowed because it wasn't selfish and is then an "act of God" >eastern incarnations aren't ruled by jewish law, rather they only care about "loyalty with the spirit world" and no "sins" actually count for them (asians) >the only thing that drags them down is "materialism"

Yesterday I started a larger cleansing for myself and for my territory. During the night I was visiting several subdimensions. Some of them were extremely eerie or eldritch. There were places where I was told some uncomfortable truths while others were mere trash dimensions that I cleaned further. Once I was done the entire structure started floating then it was "put back". It was like the entire world started to rise and put back in a different way. Unsure what it means or the effects this will have.

What does it mean if I dream that I discovered the truth about the nature of dreams, without realizing I'm in a dream?

My cat's fur turned blue in my dream. Then there was a stray elephant in my backyard. Went there to help capturing it, but the people calmed it down already. They asked me to bring water for the elephant, because it was thirsty from all that walking around. While wondering how to bring water for that large beast I woke up. Might need to get into animal symbolism to figure this out. I rarely dream with animals. >>19672 You are the one who discovered the truth about the nature of dreams. You should be the one who knows the answer the best. And where else would you understand the nature of dreams if not in a dream? Remember what you discovered and try to internalize it. It can serve as a reminder that your awareness is still low for these realizations. aka if you can't notice that you are in a dream then your discovery about the nature of dreams might be incomplete or false. But there might be more to it Try to remember what you discovered about the nature of the dreams. Maybe there are deeper truths there.. Life is a dream after all. We are rarely aware of it. Gaining lucidity is harder than it sounds. Your dream discovery can mean too many things.

>>19841 >blue cats are a dream trope present in many cultures >they represent good luck in most cultures >can signify intuition, witchcraft and inner peace Might need to look into this further. Might be connecting to something.

I had a dream where a mandela effect deleted CSS and all websites became super ugly and almost impossible to read. A true nightmare.

>>22556 You miss Halloween that much, eh?

I have been sleeping longer and longer. It's not a physical thing, I just choose to go back to sleep after I wake up naturally because I want to try to do more things in my dreams. Last night I slept for 14 hours. I think it may be getting out of control. I haven't found what I'm looking for yet, and now I feel weird when I'm awake.

>>22564 Do you lucid dream?

>>22570 Sometimes, usually I just half-know that I'm dreaming.

>>22564 >>22571 Have you ever tried meditating for 14 hours? Or just all day?

>>22570 You know when something falls over in the dream and then there's a bang that wakes you up because i was wondering if time like warps because you know when you can predict lightning my mate died and he could even hear nursery songs when he was awake and he still died anyway?

I had a dream where I was on a starship, where I encountered these post-humans who had mastered the technology and techniques to transfer their very souls into different types of machines. The most common was this octopus-drone. That was their way of cheating death. I went before a great council of these beings and told them that this was no real solution, and that they would have to accept the shedding of the physical. The council told me this was already their plan, and then they destroyed themselves. Amidst the chaos, I found trays containing entire universes, each recursively containing sub-universes, as they spilled over. I could feel a pull towards these falling universes, but I managed to hold still. My question is, was this just a simple dream, an allegory for my own mortality, or did I really encounter some sort of hyper-advanced species?

>>24833 >The most common was this octopus-drone Coincidentally I made this post a few hours before. >>24831 >the "nano botnet" >I was trying to manifest UFOs using online manuals for it, going to hills and projecting my invitation until I thought I saw something in the sky a few times. But nothing more seemed to come from that, until the machine octopuses appeared, connecting me to something which I thought was SkyNet. It felt more like the machines in The Matrix though, and they came with a strong orange energy.

Yesterday I had a dream about dinosaurs, which contained a powerful yet hitherto repressed positive energy connected to my early childhood self, which I consider a lot closer to my 'true' self (as true as any "self" can be, at least) In that moment I thought I should look into this after I wake up, and so I did. Dinosaurs were my original favorite thing, and the memorization and categorization of their various forms, traits, and exotic-sounding names makes them doubly fascinating to young minds, in a way that is in some ways quite similar to certain occult topics. Since Kabbalah is seemingly unmatched in terms of forming connections I decided to start there. With low expectations I asked AI to map dinosaur species to the sephirot, just for potential inspiration. The attributions it came up with were unimpressive, except that it placed Archaeopteryx on Keter, with the reasoning that its phylogenetic position between dinosaurs and birds signifies the "liminality" of Keter. I argued that Keter should instead be represented by whichever dinosaur is the original and most primordial. That's how I learned that the supposed earliest known dinosaur is called Nyasasaurus Life is a dream.

Had one today where I was conversing with someone telepathically either in a Buddhist realm, or using "Buddhism" as a medium. At some point I started to notice a delay in our communication, and then I realized that the other guy was responding to altered versions of my own speech, and it occurred to me that I was probably hearing altered versions of his words as well. The implications of this freaked me out big-time, and I woke up. Later I went back to sleep and revisited that place, which was visually abstract and almost entirely silvery and grey, though I can't remember what I did there. Not sure what to make of this. In the moment I thought it had to do with glowies or AI monitoring our telepathy and tampering with it, which is why I got so upset. Now I've since realized that it might have had more to do with a traumatized part of myself generated by me never being listened to or understood growing up, and always having words put in my mouth. It could have been acting autonomously, sabotaging our communications. Maybe we are our own glowies, sometimes.

I dreamed of divination with a pendulum. Also I dreamed of Rohan from the Lord of the Rings. I have never done divination in my life.

>>25412 Pendulum divination is one of the most simple form of divination. You can always get a pendulum, read up a tutorial how to use it then see what happens.

>>25412 >Pendelum swing response That practice is related to Hypnosis. The modern model say its just you moving the pendelum based on ideomotor reflex, so you move it by will in a suggestive mindset hypnosis and you just get response from a paper by yes or no by the effect of belief and suggestion. >But Some old model theories say its your self moving it to get a response from the inconscious. >Anyway Fun practice but dont overuse it like a religious thing or you gonna turn insane.

On the 12th I successfully AP'd again. The overlap between the feeling of my (sleeping) physical body and my astral body was so smooth, yet there was a slight grittiness to the former, presumably because physically lying still causes a degree of energetic stagnation. The usual feelings of queasiness and unease were entirely absent. I went to the front door and instead of attempting to manually open or phase through it, I "noticed" a small hole in the wall, a few inches to the left (more realistically I probably made this hole with my intent) and moved through it. It seems that relative size in the astral is pretty much illusory and inconsequential, as it wasn't necessary for me to actually shrink at all. It was more like my astral body remained as a "sprite" on my "screen" (like the crosshairs or UI in a first-person video game) regardless of how close or confined my perspective became. I made it out front and the environment looked familiar, albeit with some major differences. Unfortunately instead of exploring I started arguing with a phantasm like a dumbass. I was at least self-aware enough to consciously try to detach from it, and almost succeeded, but the agitation caused my physical body to move its left knee which partially (though irreparably) shifted my consciousness back into the physical. When I went back to sleep after that, I had a weird dream about several springs on both sides of my mattress coming uncurled and poking me quite painfully. my mattress irl doesn't even have springs btw. In my notes I commented that it showed how my personality is a "pre-programmed motion," although the relevance is less apparent to me now. >>20557 >Please report all effects. On the 11th I received a set of symbols from you. I was in a dark void, but I could see my own hands. Understanding of these symbols came to me gradually. They resembled the Sanskrit alphabet (which I'd been studying intensively that day) and while they were all orthographically distinct, most of them were direct parallels. However some were completely different, like one which looked like the number "68" except connected to a top-line like in Sanskrit. I understood this one to have likely been created during the year 1968 when eastern esotericism was booming in popularity in the west, and figured that this '68' symbol had somehow evolved into something beyond a year or number. After decades of crystallization it amounted more to a specific sort of energy rather than a time or calendar date. The most interesting thing about these symbols was how I could 'activate' them at will and produce certain effects. More specifically, I remember two of them which would shoot a line of energy up from below my feet, all the way up to my upper chest, then divert diagonally upward towards my shoulder, either right or left depending on which of the two letters it was. By this time I was no longer in the void, but in some sort of 3d parallel world. In the neighborhood was an entrance to a place underground which I believe is actually a recurring location for me (or perhaps when I made a connection to it, I acquired the past familiarity that belonged to an alternate personage of mine) which I refer to as 'The Sewers' due to its resemblance to the sewer levels in VTMB, although I can't recall ever seeing any actual sewage there. It's dirty, dingy and gross, yet there is a certain mystique and sense of solitude which is rather comforting. The way to my main spot down there was perilous and involved climbing through a bunch of large machines. At my destination I started boiling a pot of chickpeas, and found a hidden nook with some apples that looked appetizing, but were clearly rotten when I picked one up and my finger busted through it and felt tiny creatures feeding on the decayed fruit. At some point I left and went home, then regretted that I forgot to eat or bring the chickpeas with me, but I didn't want to return to the sewers because it's dangerous after nightfall. Eventually I did return and specifically remember adjusting my clothes when I noticed I was wearing a South Park jacket. I also closely examined some of the graffiti. When I was at my main spot these 2 young women arrived. I would not have minded their presence, but they seemed very stuck-up and (hypocritically) apprehensive of me for choosing to dwell in the sewer, and I got the impression that they were only there for "slumming it" and running away from home to do something wacky together.

>>25159 2 or 3days ago I had a dream where my intuitive self was explaining to someone about the reptilian races and what they did or looked like in the different ages of the dinosaurs. The conversation was so fast and autistic that I wasn't able to keep up and ejected from the dream. Then I went back and seen a vedic entity in a sleeping pose with his head pulsating light green from extreme mental activity. Wonder if it was a dream which was "shared" in the vedic current. In the dream I used a map similar to the OP pic, but it was about the different ages of the world. I can't decide if the dream was prompted by your post or something else entirely. Wonder if anyone dreamed of some random kid ranting to them about dinosaurs. I am sure someone asked me about reptilians in the dream. I was never truly into dinosaurs as a kid. I was into trucks, planes and legos. I barely know anything about dinos IRL.

Night before last, I was under at least two (maybe three) dream layers and my mouth was like a spacious cavern, with a mysterious substance dripping down from the "ceiling" AKA roof of my mouth, onto my tongue. It was very sour and also quite bitter. I want to describe the taste as "putrid" and "caustic" even if it didn't literally fit the definitions of those words. Whenever I tasted it, I tried to savor it and make mental note for the later record. This is where the 2nd dream layer above came in, as I believed that I was partially waking up and contemplating what to write about it, but later proved to be another dream layer which I was drifting into in such a peculiar way that I can't even describe. There may have been a layer above that one too, but can't be sure since both dream layers between waking consciousness, and the abstraction of my mouth were both seemingly identical copies of my physical bedroom, only distinguishable through feeling and deductive reasoning. Anyway this substance tasted really bad, yet I can't say that I was actually disgusted by it. It was "putrid" like I said, but not dirty. During my examination of its qualities, I found that if I really 'pushed through' the sensory feeling of its flavor it was like I could breach through it (in an extremely abstract sense) and instead perceive it as something like light purple or lavender whispy lighty fog that had been strewn about. Now this has me wondering if maybe this is some kind of subtle energetic substance produced by the body, referred to by alchemists in various cultures with poetic or flowery language. Perhaps with the correct knowledge, I could transmute it into Soma or something similar. However there is another factor which I'll try to keep short. When I was 14 I got some sort of dental problem, the actual cause of which is unknown to me to this day. The pain would rise to unbearable levels and literally made me pass out, but the dentist refused to help me because he thought I was faking it to get drugs or some shit. I lived with it for well over a decade before finally getting help, as it had progressed beyond deniability (fortunately the pain became more manageable in later years). The infection was finally healed, but the bone of my upper maxilla had been eroded, and the roof of my mouth still has a small sort of "hole" or soft spot on it. So I'm not sure if this experience was merely me synesthetizing the physical trauma stored in my body, or a real interaction with subtle alchemical substance, or both at once.

I had a dream where someone posted a sad frog in the question thread. Some people place great importance on the first dream of the year. I don't know if this is supposed to be foreboding or not.

>>27942 The sad frog picture in my dream >>27938 was wearing a blue winter hoodie with white snow flakes on it.

>>27938 In my experience the first dreams of the year are often prophetic or heavily symbolic.

I had a dream that there was an evil woman spirit who has been living in my room from since before I was born. She is responsible for my rooms major negative energy, and the fact that it is very unclean and a pig sty. I dreamed that she was from the 1700’s, possibly the 1740’s. She was allegedly responsible for my formative years having my energy so negative and turning up a reject. The dream said if you ever let a young child in the room alone they might run out screaming because they see her. Possibly because of seeing her in a mirror. This really resonated with me because when I was younger I was absolutely terrified of Bloody Mary and would refuse to be alone in a room with a candle and mirror alone in the dark. Even just being in a bathroom at night would scare me if the lights turned off. When I was a kid I was afraid to sleep alone so I would force my dad to sleep on the floor of my room. If I woke up and he wasn’t there I would yell for him to come back. I was absolutely terrified of being alone. Sometimes my dad would walk into the garage and I would follow him because I didn’t want to be alone. I’m fine now and am no longer afraid of Bloody Mary but my room is very messy and has negative energy much more negative energy than the rest of the house.

>>27987 Clean your room, do cleansing rituals, burn incense. This is crucial if you want a steady practice. These dreams about evil spirits and traumas will continue if you are unwilling to improve your lifestyle.

I slept for 14 hours last night. I was in some sort of factory/mall doing things, but I can't remember what I was doing.

>>27997 Did it feel like a sweatshop?

>>28004 No, it was more like a military base. I remember at one point I was either helping a quad-helicopter land or landing it myself.