I had a dream last night where I am given a slide rule that not only predicts the future but creates the future you wish to have. This slide rule is a prototype for instructional purposes to demonstrate that the concept is feasible. Oddly enough this slide rule is limited to the simple task of giving a shave. It creates a future shave on anyone you choose. I am highly skeptical of its ability. Frankly, I think the idea is absurd but it has my curiosity. I examine it carefully noting the slider and options provided on it for the degree of shave you wish to manifest. By moving the slider, I am able to affect the future. Knowing I’m not one to give myself a shave….I decide to set it to give me a shave at some future date. After moving the slider I place the slide rule down on my night stand and lay back down to sleep.
Moments later after I am supposedly fall back asleep in the dream I begin to feel pressure on the nape of my lower back. This can’t be possible, I’m thinking to myself. Did the device really work? The time is now for a shave. I try to move my arm behind my back to apprehend whatever force is touching my lower back but I am unable to move my arm. I am in sleep paralysis. Struggling to regain consciousness to verify the presence of this supernatural force against my lower back, I finally awaken from the dream but still unable to move completely paralyzed much like a false awakening but I know I am really awake.
There is a woman floating above my bed. She is an oriental woman with beautiful features and well defined ruby red lips. Her hair is pinned up like a china doll. “Who are you,” I ask mentally of her presence. Her presence floats over me in a diagonal direction from my lower right and up toward my right shoulder. Still struggling to regain control of my body my arm finally wakes up and becomes responsive. I move my arm slowly and intentionally in her direction painting a continuous circle with my index finger in the air around her face in a slow and persistent manner to get her attention and let he know I am aware of her presence….once again telepathically asking with stern emphasis, “WHO ARE YOU?” In response to my question she puckers and pinches her lips forward as to point in the direction of my night stand as if it somehow holds the answer to my question. Moments later she disappears.
I then rolled over and went back to sleep. The dream continued….this time the device I am given is a more advanced version with no limits to the possible outcomes of what the device can manipulate. This upgraded version has a tiny video screen where the sliding cursor is located. Impossible I’m thinking to myself as if the last one wasn’t bad enough. Yet a part of me wants to look into its window to see the future. I am very much aware that I am dreaming. I am aware that no harm can come to me by confronting my dream. I am aware of my previous dream and I am emphatically determined to find out where this all leads. I want answers from the depths of the collective consciousness.
Looking into the sliding cursor I can now perceive the future. It is an amazing experience. The beauty and power of this gift suddenly turns gruesome. With its power comes knowledge of darkness. I now see the decade bodies of the dead whose spirits are trapped desperately wanting to communicate but their bodies are no more. These are ancient civilizations forgotten and left to decay in darkness. In shock I woke up with the vivid image of a dead man impressed upon my mind.
I don’t often have nightmares but this one I would certainly classify as such. I don’t know how much of the dream was influenced by my day’s events. I did see a very disturbing movie earlier tonight, Crash High Voltage. It was rated B by Yahoo movies so I considered it a good pick. I was sorely disappointed in the movie. I considered walking out at several points in the movie but since I had gone with a friend I decided to stay. The amount of violence in the movie was very disturbing. I have to ask what kind of society have we become that movies like this receive B ratings.
So who was that woman and what on my night stand was she calling my attention to. On my night stand sits a lamp, my alarm clock, my cell phone, my wallet, my voice recorder for capturing dreams and in the drawer several my personal items including the remote control. At the base of my night stand are several about 5-7 spiritual books.
This one remains a mystery.