~Audra~
February 24th, 2009, 05:27 AM
posting this here because i believe this is happening because of my recent experiences with my empathic curse...
last night, after a really rough day, i went to bed exhausted...don't know why, i'd not done anything to be that tired and i'd been drinking coffee all day (real coffee fixes me so i can't sleep, i can drink instant like water...as well as anything else that has caffeine...)
anyway, i'm laying there, sleeping...on my back, which is not normal for me at all...i have trouble breathing when i lay on my back, have since i was a little kid...i'm not dreaming as i am still aware of my surroundings...a weight gets up on the bed, i think it's my dog but in the back of my head i know this isn't true because she doesn't weigh THAT much yet...i can't move...it's like i'm paralyzed...my eyes won't open...
freaking the hell out of me, just like when i was a kid...this paralysis has happened before...i used to encourage it when i was younger, thought it was cool because you can direct the images in your dreams...but the first time i actually got out of my body and looked down, FORGET IT...never again...oh, and never try telling your parents you got out of your body...they'll laugh forever that you were abducted...
this weight, with very human hands and legs...kind of like a little person...gets on my stomach and climbs up and gets on my chest...I CANNOT BREATHE...leathery hands cover my mouth...this small body weighs alot...
so, being in the state that i was already in before going to bed...i absorb this energy...i'd rather my dad beat the crap out of me and be raped all over again...it was so freaking scary...there are no words to describe...very sexual...but sadistic...(afraid to go into detail here)...but finally my "self" comes up out of my body and looks down at the mess on the bed below...there was something so ancient about this little, hairy man-like thing...i couldn't see it's face...
so, i think, IMO...that he thought he'd perhaps killed me...my spirit was no longer in my body...he crawled off the bed and into shadows...
do you think i saw him because i wasn't looking through flesh an blood eyes? what made him leave? why was he there to begin with? i'm still a bit jumpy now, but there is no negative energy in the living room...the dog is sleeping fine...
what do you guys think about this...
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last night, after a really rough day, i went to bed exhausted...don't know why, i'd not done anything to be that tired and i'd been drinking coffee all day (real coffee fixes me so i can't sleep, i can drink instant like water...as well as anything else that has caffeine...)
anyway, i'm laying there, sleeping...on my back, which is not normal for me at all...i have trouble breathing when i lay on my back, have since i was a little kid...i'm not dreaming as i am still aware of my surroundings...a weight gets up on the bed, i think it's my dog but in the back of my head i know this isn't true because she doesn't weigh THAT much yet...i can't move...it's like i'm paralyzed...my eyes won't open...
freaking the hell out of me, just like when i was a kid...this paralysis has happened before...i used to encourage it when i was younger, thought it was cool because you can direct the images in your dreams...but the first time i actually got out of my body and looked down, FORGET IT...never again...oh, and never try telling your parents you got out of your body...they'll laugh forever that you were abducted...
this weight, with very human hands and legs...kind of like a little person...gets on my stomach and climbs up and gets on my chest...I CANNOT BREATHE...leathery hands cover my mouth...this small body weighs alot...
so, being in the state that i was already in before going to bed...i absorb this energy...i'd rather my dad beat the crap out of me and be raped all over again...it was so freaking scary...there are no words to describe...very sexual...but sadistic...(afraid to go into detail here)...but finally my "self" comes up out of my body and looks down at the mess on the bed below...there was something so ancient about this little, hairy man-like thing...i couldn't see it's face...
so, i think, IMO...that he thought he'd perhaps killed me...my spirit was no longer in my body...he crawled off the bed and into shadows...
do you think i saw him because i wasn't looking through flesh an blood eyes? what made him leave? why was he there to begin with? i'm still a bit jumpy now, but there is no negative energy in the living room...the dog is sleeping fine...
what do you guys think about this...
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http://www.donaldtyson.com/incubus2.jpg
http://www.donaldtyson.com/incubus.html