A Land that Time Forgot

OK here is a dream that was so profound in that it was like no other dream I have ever had before.  I love it when you experience something new.  I was fully lucid but not in the normal sense.  I’ve shared before that often I have entered a dream state while fully awake but normally it happens after having actually woken up as I remain in bed or as I’m falling asleep and usually connected to meditation.  In this dream, I woke up within the dream to become 100% aware of everything around me.  I believe this happened as a result of setting my cell phone to beep as a subliminal queue for me to meditate while I’m dreaming.  When I first woke up in the dream I was caught off guard.  I immediately looked around and thought what the hell is going on here.  Where the f@%$ am I?  I knew everything about myself I simply had not yet opened my yes.  I’m sure I was still within sleep paralysis.  I was fearless.  I quickly figured out that I was dreaming.  What amazed me was all that was going on around me and the level of detail with which it was playing itself out.  Someone had gone through an awful lot of work to meticulously set this virtual stage up. I was also fully encapsulated within my dream body.  I was my dream. 


I see dinosaurs roaming the land.  This is the Land that Time Forgot.  Cut off by an alien reptilian race of people who have infiltrated the land.  I quickly became aware that help is on the way.  They are trying to get a message passed to me by way of a child that is about to be born to a woman with 3 heads. Her belly was concealed under a heavy blouse which extends toward me.  My consciousness splits and I become aware of my bed in which my physical body is laying.  I lift my covers and see that my covers are her blouse.  In other words, when I lift my covers I’m lifting her blouse.  I’m aware of both dimensions.  She is going into labor.  They signal to me that I must receive the child and care for it.  The child is somehow the savior, the help they have sent.  It must pass unnoticed by the Reptilians.  I’m thinking I don’t know the first thing about child birth.  I can see that she is going into labor.  The reptilians come to ask what all is going on with her.  She pushes her belly to the side and out pops the child under my sheets.  I’m happy that now I will have a child of my own.  (Something I’ve always wanted but have not had the good fortune of having.) But wait the child is a Reptilian. I have to make him cry or something.  I look over at one of the woman’s 3 heads…it is her third head which turns to look at me. She snarls with the mouth of a reptilian creature.  Have they tricked me? 

The love of a mother kicks in and compassion for the reptilian child fills my heart.  This child, reptilian as he may be, needs my love for it to survive.  It bites my finger and I think to myself…I’m going to have to tame this reptile to make him docile and friendly. My consciousness returns to a state of single focus within the dream.  I know whatever is happening here there is a message that I need not tamper with.  So I simply follow along with the dream.  I take the reptilian child home with me and put him on a leash on my balcony.  Over time he becomes docile and changes color from his birth color of a purple brown to a vivid green like an iguana.  He is very cute and friendly now yet somewhat mischievous.  I think I may be able to someday send him out among the Reptilian race and have him serve under cover for the alliance, kind of like Warf in Star Trek. 

The scene then changes and I am being told via symbols that the Reptilians are the same alien race that brought down the planes on 911.  I’m re-living the scenes where people are falling from the sky with plane debris below me.  As I’m now falling to my death I decide to change the dream scene and stretch out my wings to fly.  I immediately take flight with incredibly powerful wings.  I fly by the others who are in panic descending to their death and I signal to them to tell them just do as I’m doing and stretch out your wings.  You all have the gift of flight.  In the end the Reptilians become more human like and we become more Reptilian.  A balance is struck between both sides and out of the mouth of my little green iguana pops out a white baby dinosaur bird with feathers.  My little iguana then tries to bite the tail of the baby bird but I quickly grab the bird.  Once again and feel compassion now for my new little addition to my family.  I’m now the mother of a dinosaur bird.

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