Supernatural Lucid Dreams
Yahoo! March 25th was my birthday, everybody! Another year goes by, just like that. Amaaazing. At least I like my numbers: 3/25. Nice and odd, just like me, hehe. 
Well, I hope you like the new blog I just started – and more important, the NEW ME! I feel like I’m anointed with supernatural powers these days, since I’ve written something like 77 new songs in the past six months, and I’ve been having the most unbelievable lucid dreams every night. And I’m not talking about vivid dreams, but fully conscious out of body experiences.
Since you’ve been patrons of my art and admirers of my imagination, I don’t mind sharing some of my experiences with you, since this is where my inspiration comes from. But first I should mention that these are not your typical, run of the mill nighttime musings. Before you wonder, no I do not have any sleep disorders, nor do I suffer from sleep paralysis or night terrors, nor do I have a defect in the part of my brain that regulates sleep and awake. That being said, here is an example of one of my most recent experiences… one I will never forget.
It happened one evening near the end of January when I was laying in bed talking to God. Earlier in the day I had asked Him to please give me a spiritual experience, like the prophets of old, and as I lay there in bed that evening, I continued praying that I would be shown the spirit realm if it was the will of God. I was still praying when I heard a voice say to me, “Look towards the door.”
I turned my head to the right and watched as my bedroom door silently opened and a small dark personage about three feet tall moved slowly into my room, without any visible stride, as though it was on one of those people conveyor belts at the airport. I immediately recognized that I felt no fear, but wondered momentarily if this was an alien and what was going to happen to me now.
I didn’t move a muscle but continued to look right at this small being as it made its way to the side of my bed. In the dim light of the room, I could see plainly that it did not appear to look like an alien, but like the shadow of a small child. I noted that I could make out no facial features; no eyes, no nose, no mouth.
As the creature stood before me – even as soon as it reached my bedside – through the door came something behind it, like a huge pipe coming down and out of the ceiling, at least two feet in diameter. The pipe followed the path of the small creature until it came to rest immediately above me. As I lay there, intentionally not moving lest I disturb the vision in any way, I began to rise up out of the bed and towards the ceiling. I realized the pipe was sucking me out of my physical body, like a straw, and completely without fear, I remained still and savored the experience of rising through the room.
Once I passed through the ceiling, I was immediately in a roller coaster with my brother. I looked to the left and right and saw images of wars and other earthly things projected onto the blank vastness on either side of the coaster track……………………… lots of other things happened, too, and I could certainly go on if I wanted, but the actual vision itself is something I cherish as a deeply personal spiritual experience, and I guess I just don’t feel like sharing it with the whole world, lol. Sorry. 
But for the record, I’ve had a whole lot of experiences very much like the one I just described – only minus the part about the little faceless being and the pipe (I actually call it a straw not a pipe; I only used the word pipe before to paint a picture for you, so you could see it in your mind’s eye). In fact, the only reason I hold this as the most “amazing” experience I’ve had lately is simply because of the being and the straw. I’d never seen those before, and so far, I haven’t seen them again. But I’ve been hoping!
Most of the time when I have lucid dreams (which I’ve been having a few times a week without fail) I hear and feel the sound of the wind right before my body begins vibrating very rapidly. Then I’ll either fall out of my body, like free falling from an airplane, or I will rise up and out of my body, into the lucid dreamscape. And I am conscious and aware the whole that it is a vision coming upon me. In other words, I’m not falling asleep and dreaming, I’m going from a fully conscious state of being awake to a fully conscious state of seeing a vision.
Other times, I feel the vibrations of my body, and I’ll feel someone crawling up onto the bed where I am. The sense of a presence is very real, and it used to scare the living daylights out of me, to the point where I would jump out of bed screaming “help, help!” and the experience would dissipate. But while reading ancient Hebrew scriptures, I realized that the prophets were often fearful when they encountered beings in the spirit realm, so I stopped fearing and let the visions carry me off.
I know some people can’t relate to this at all, and that’s okay. But for me, spiritually, it’s a large part of my identity. As a child, I had visions while awake and prophetic dreams while asleep, so this is nothing new to me. However, once I got to college, I succumbed to the delusions of the age, and my spiritual eyes were blinded to the Truth. Although my mind was on continual download, I was not dreaming and having experiences like I did as a child and like I do now… until I got up to Oregon.
Anyway, I’m just glad to be back to my old self! xo
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