by cosmicB » Tue Jan 06, 2009 2:21 am
Pink it is then...
Hold that flower, and study it, and make it a clear memory, a few minutes at a time throughout the day.. and keep it near your bed.. and when the nightmare happens again, have that flower in your dream, and slowly hand it to your antagonist... Or have a weapon ready...
I found that when I rush up to nightmare subjects, and give them a big hug, they just don't know what to do, nor which way to look.. is when I places my hand on their bum, gives it a hard smack, and follows-through pushing it away from me... Or I might use a weapon to end it...
Work on controlling your dreams inside them...
You might try demanding the figure in your nightmare comes to you dressed in soft pinks, hair included... If it does, then it's just a dream... If you can change something in a dream, or hallucination, or vision.. then it's all just a dream... If you can't change things in it, it's probably real, or you just don't know how to change things in a dream... This is still an experimental science.. full of maybe's, and guess-work, and what-if's...
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I doubt that your nightmare is anything like mine are sometimes... In the past I upset black witches, magicians, and sorcerers, a lot... I would get nightmares that slugged me so hard, it would send me flying off the bed, slamming me hard in to walls, causing huge dents in the gyproc.. then one held my face pushed down to the carpet very hard.. The more I struggled, the harder it pushed... That one freaked me out some, but I kept my cool, and got it off me in a couple minutes...
In one incident, I was writing some new science at the kitchen table... I was documenting the device to record thoughts as video when some hit the side of my head so hard it felt like an army boot kick as hard as it gets... It sent me flying across the room, to slamming into the wall, smashing a large hole in the gyproc... The whole side of my head felt hot and stinging for hours... It turned out it was a kundalini witch's attack... I got her back a month later... She's still real-pissed at me...
In one incident I woke to a huge dragon stroking my face, stretching the skin on my cheek as its huge inch-wide claws moved past my eye... My friend watched it too...
She asked, "Is that what I think it is.. I think I'm gonna piss myself"...
I replied softly, without moving the slightest, "No peepee the bed! Just watch the pretty dragon petting my face!"... She made a little whine, buried her face in my side, and trembled.. while I watched the backs of those huge ivory-claws stroking my face, stretching my skin down...
Once I was woke-up to see a huge gorilla standing in my bedroom doorway, with evil in its eyes... I jumped out of bed, and rushed to it, and wrapped my arms around it in a big hug, and my hand bumped into cord behind it, attached to it... I tore-off the cord, and sent a bomb down it, then directed the huge-gorilla to go into my storage closet, to make the closet its new home, and instructed it never return to the hateful cold place it came from...
After that, I would be entertaining a guest, late at night, and the gorilla would walk slowly by in front of us, a couple feet from us, and into its closet...
I had all kinds of strange cosmic creatures "living" in that apartment... Once in a while they would show themselves... One appeared beside the bed while I was kissing a friend, and it started touching her bum... She freaked when it leaned-in and kissed her face on the right cheek, while I was kissing her left cheek... I sent it away...
I do so enjoy nightmares when the critters are real... They always obey my commands... They are harmless, I hope ... I never hurt them... I treat them with love and respect...
Once I was making my way into my living room, with a fresh coffee in hand, when a tall egyptian wolf-headed creature appeared a few feet from me...
A glance deep into its eyes felt like I was looking right through a universe... I gave it a warm-hug, and slapped its bum hard, and followed through in pushing it away from me, saying "You owe me one babes!" as it slowly vanished.. The moment I touched it, I caught a sense that it had more power in it than a detonating nuke... I had to sit after that one... Each one, I tag as a pet... The next time I meet them I give them a little taste of my blood, which makes it so I Owns! them, but doesn't mean I have the right to abuse them... Upset one of those things, and it Will probably attack in a second...
I only show them love, and who is the boss, as in "Who's your their "daddy"... I give each one a new directive... They don't have the capacity to think... They simply bounce from moment to moment... I aim them in a new fun direction, which orbits them back to me one day.. back to "daddy" for a new directive... If someone is terrorizing me, I can send my sweetheart little beasts to "slap their fingers"...
I hope you have as much fun with your nightmares as I do with mine...
Most important is to never fear a nightmare... Tame it.. Teach it love....
