Monday, April 6, 2009

I had a dream...

Well if a dream is all you got homeboy you gotta turn that dream into the real Mckoy....

Lately I've been dropping comments on random blogs in regards to my new conspiracy theory. Grounded almost entirely by my intuition and dreams. No evidence. No thank you? Well what follows is a rant about my most important dream and its interpretation...

A few years ago between 2001 and 2003 I had the most intense dream I have ever had. That is... the most intense dream I can remember. It was my second dream vision.

What separates dreams from visions? Good QUESTion....

Like the Oracle said, "Its like being in love"

My first dream vision was when I was 12. I still don't fully understand it. It involved flying sideways, my eyes were glowing red, there was a full moon in the sky, and a wolf standing still outside my window with the glow of the moon in its fur. There was also a train on the tracks at a stand still in the background. But that's not what I'm gonna type about.

I gonna talk about this second vision that happened a few years later.

The ambiance


My partner and I had settled into our third apartment. It was a prime location. Bottom floor of the apartment building. Garbage dumpster right outside our door....Big cement floored patio. It was perfect. At the time I was on a creative high and I started to draw again...The first time in a while. It was a natural high in life I get from time to time where I feel good and people know it. We had company constantly coming and going because of its central location and positive atmosphere. Yes we enjoyed the company and yes we liked to drink and smoke. Consumption, art, and good times.

The onset

One night I was feeling pretty tired so I crashed relatively early. As I drifted off I caught myself in between dreaming and being awake. The most extraordinary thing happened.. I was granted lucidity in this state between both worlds. I chose to be completely still with slow breathes. And I watched the most peculiar self manifested video play on the back of my eye lids. I have to try and illustrate it.

The sequence of imagery was like a comic book. In each frame there was a few frames animated. Lets say there was 4 frames and each frame was 10 seconds of footage. The imagery was simple. A woman lowering into a pool of water. She lowered until the water covered he mouth and then nose. With her eyes above the water she looked downward as if she was shy about my observing. At this point I begin to get freaked out and my heart rate started to palpatate forcing me to wake up. It kinda felt like unplugging. I had this weird swirling sensation in my brain. Half way between being drunk and vertigo.

I sat up grabbed some water and tried to explain what I went through. After some bad noise I went back to bed .

The gusto!


As I lay in bed I think about the earlier event. On the tip of my tongue rested this ability. I was wondering if I would ever experience 'that' again. Then I got depressed thinking that was it. I forgot how to invoke that strange state of being. I went through that loophole of thought until I finally slept. This is where things got really fucking weird...

To start I was outside just after sunset. The terrain surrounding me was that of a small town. Bare ground beneath my feet and no cement. There were people...adults herding into these doors. Like the doors of a theater. But no above ground building structure. It was Like an underground bunker entrance. I went in the doors and noticed the people were wearing robes. Like monks would wear. And...just like a theater I walked in one of the many entry ways to the main theater. When inside I noticed it was designed more like a religious temple cathedral. I found my seat and noticed the very intricate wood carving designs on all of the surfaces. The seating was split into three sections of about a thousand seats. It was drastically steep seating. Meaning it was a slightly exaggerated downhill sloping arena compared to a modern theater. A man came on stage and began to speak.



He used a slide show presentation and began to talk about George W Bush and Osama Bin Laden. I couldn't hear what he said for the most part but I remember the imagery. The frames progressed from Bush to Bin laden to ...the alien frames. Images of the creatures had me in panic mode. I got up and left the facility. I ended up at the entrance of a really nice house. I don't remember the outside appearance but I do remember entering the house. Inside the house the first thing I notice is a old fashioned spiraling staircase. That seems to be the only focus I remember. So I climb the stairs to the second floor. While climbing I notice again that the architecture is a really old wooden intricate design. I approach the landing of the second floor which is an open concept setup. Meaning no walls. Its an office. With a desk. On this desk is a computer monitor and random paperwork and magazines. At this point I feel I am trespassing in this house. But I decide to snoop some more. I pick up one of the magazines and notice a alien on the cover. I flip open the pages and realize its an alien porno mag! My hairs stand up and I begin to look on the computer for more. I see the full integration of the alien in our world. On the internet I find movies of these creatures. They are flesh colored and hairless. They have long limbs. The shoulder to the elbow and elbow to the wrist are the same length. From the pelvis to the knee and knee to the ankle the same. They have big peering eyes and Something tells me that they are far more emotionally intense than us. This is when I wake up....balling like a little child. My partner wakes up and holds me. She tells me its okay and she attempts to rock me. At that point the phrase "weapons of mass destruction" repeats in my head. I ask god why he showed me that. I ask why did he scare me so badly.

I ponder the vision for years. Wondering what it meant. Now I feel I'm starting to understand it. I believe these Weapons of mass destruction are the aliens. I believe the next hoax will be an alien attack. Now I don't know if the aliens and the gov are gonna plan it. Or if it will be 100% man made. The economy is collapsing and what better way to stimulate the economy that to introduce a unifying enemy. One world against one external enemy.

The point...

In this age of instant information I think That 'they' need to find an enemy external from our lines of information. So its gonna have to be Stars Wars. I can picture it now. Satellites start to disappear. Rockets going to space begin to disappear. Then terror attacks by UFOS! Big Daddy will save us. What do you need us to do? Give up more freedoms and help wage the war.

Unless engaged I'm gonna keep quite about this. For now....
I can't ignore my impulses sometimes...
Back to the great work. No ego intended....

Peace brothers and sisters!

Found this RIGHT after posting...

3 comments:

Anadæ Effro said...

The footage, Jon my bruffah, adds to the hoax. I remember the tale, and sound feed, aired on the George Noory radio talk show, airing from 10 PM PDT weeknights, years ago. This is, however, the 1st time that anyone has led to an entire series of video feeds on Their Tube. Ya must've missed the part about the guy's dog, Susie, who was hit by some kinda weird laser ray that the offworlder allegedly hit her with … and ya Gno what?! It turned her inside out! Dang! An inside-out-turner ray gun! Holy fuck!

So, your dreams, Jon, are telling indeed. I have had & I always have had an active dream life. Except for a spate of years after drying out from alcohol, drugs, much marijuana, but thank the Gods, I got it back. Some dreams are just simply reprocessed detritus from the day-to-day. Some are previews of things not yet transpired. Still others are deeply complex snippets from what I believe to be a parallel life, akin to the Australian aborigines' Dreamtime, except MY time … LOL

Stay on top of this, though, professor Kidd. You are mightily on to Something. I was abducted twice as a tween, my 'rents once while they were dating early 1950's. It was way upstate Ny. Plattsburgh. It's now a big military town. Back when they were "surrounded", it was host to the long defunct State University of New York or SUNY Champlain, yes, after the lake that claims us United Statesians' version of Nessie, that being Champ.

Ya Gno what? These little Visitors seem to follow certain military families. My late father was a communications officer stationed in Japan in WW II. even abductee & author Whitley Strieber's wife, Ann, has some standing in the military.

Lots a work ahead of us, ain't there. And, hey, while recently in Éire I went to see Newgrange … dude! As a Bridge Between the 3 Worlds my(s)elf, I was aghast to experience this Stargate, ancient, yes, but a Stargate nonetheless. I think that an ancient worldwide culture of mound builders knew that naturally occuring Stargates were there in Nature; they built things around them in order to protect them as well as unprepared would-be galactic voyagers.

Ever read Graham Hancock? His writing is right on the money in that realm. Met him & his world class photog wife, Santha Faiia, at Alex Grey's Chapel of Sacred Mirrors in October '07 when on the book tour for their Supernatural: Meetings With The Ancient Teachers Of Mankind … which they deem to be interdimensional therianthropes. Yay!

Have a wonder-fill'd weekend,
Anad; Effro (•:-)}

Anadæ Effro said...

Excuse me … that's Anne … (•:-)}

Jon Kidd said...

Building shrines around star gates? Awesome thought. Portable stargates? Even better. Ark of the Cov(MM)

There must be a line between these two subjects. Or perhaps taking mushrooms at the right location enables one to enable.

Interesting thoughts