Release

[This dream is one that still haunts me quite a bit. To be honest, as strange as it sounds, I am still not sure that this was completely a dream. Because of that, I have removed the name of the group mentioned in the dream from the posting. You know... just in case.]

I dreamt that I was out somewhere and I wound up meeting up with Mrs. Yager, my old high school biology teacher. (She was a strange teacher in waking life, but I felt that she was really cool even though she was not highly liked among the student body) In my dream, she was with a group only known to me as [Group Name Removed]. I don't know what it stood for, but she warned me I must not ever speak of this group with anyone. Evidently this group had a large amount to do with (I hesitate to use the word "manipulate", but in my sleepy state, it's all that
comes to mind) manipulating humanity into doing certain things or acting a certain way. I don't think it's an evil scheme, though. I think they're helping us, but doing it in a way that would normally be seen as objectionable, and therefore must keep quiet about it or be jailed or worse.
They had quite a bit to do with mind control and hypnotism, both on the singular and mass scales.

Anyway, I was in this large auditorium, somewhat like the Muvico Theather at Arundel Mills Mall with the nice chairs, and there was a aisle that went down the middle to the front. I was on the right side of the aisle, right next to the aisle. I was about four rows back from the very front, and there were a couple of hallways came in along the front at either side of all the seats, one that came from the left, and one that came from the right.

Mrs. Yager came down the one from the right, along with some other international people that I believe to be part of this group she was in. She sat directly in front of me, down in the four rows ahead in the very front. At this point some strange things started happening. I remember that
I extended out my legs and put them up on the arm rest of the chair in front of me, and I then saw three other sets of MY legs extended out from the rows in front of me, as if there were people sitting in them mimicking me. There were some other strange things that happened, although I don't remember what, and then all of a sudden Mrs Yager was in the seat directly in front of me. She made a comment about how I was so easily hypnotizable and that she had created all these weird illusions around me that I had just seen. I felt a little ashamed that she had hypnotized me so easily (not realizing at that time that it was basically her job to do so).

I realized that the auditorium we were in was holding a lecture of some sort, and that it was now over and everyone was up and leaving. There were three of us leaving together: me, Mrs. Yager, and someone that was a cross between Emily and Cindy. (a girl I knew in high school) I remember that this girl had done or said something, and she realized that I really was heavily and easily hypnotized, and she pointed that out to me.

I was going to start asking Mrs. Yager questions about why she was hypnotizing me, but before I could I remember hearing her (although not spoken out loud, but more like in my head, but still from her general direction) saying never to speak about [Group Name Removed] I took this as a command to not ask any questions about what was going on, especially right then with so many people around.

As a side note, at this point in the dream, I felt as though she had disclosed some sort of information to me before about what she was doing to/with me. I knew that it was for my better well being, but at the same time I felt a bit cheated that my actions and memories were being scripted or rewritten for me without my consent. I'm not sure if this knowledge that she was doing something to me came from an earlier dream (it feels like it did) or if it's something deeper. But this conversation we were having in the auditorium felt as if it were an extension of an earlier, more covert and confidential conversation.

Upon leaving, the three of us went to a fast food place to get something to eat. I was offering to pay, but they were deciding what they wanted and if they even wanted to eat here. While we were waiting around, Emily (I think that now she was more fully Emily than anyone else) was telling me about how, in my hypnotism, I had done some things that, in my mind, I would never do normally. There was something about somehow pissing Gregg (my boss at Mercedes) off at work either by starting something or really standing up to him about something, which I believe had to do with Paul (father-in-law). I couldn't remember doing any such thing. Em was telling me that I most definitely had and that I was hypnotized during the time of doing it.

Soon after I remember seeing a vision of being at work and getting pissed off at Gregg and I wound up pushing him around and finally down, where I jumped on his legs and proceeded to punch him repeatedly in the groin. I was then brought back to "reality", completely amazed that I had done such a thing, even if it had been provoked by Gregg. (which by the feeling of the confrontation, it had)

[This is where things got really strange, and I get chills just thinking about it. I'm hesitant to write it down right now, but I'm afraid that if I don't, I'll forget it.]

The next thing I remember is that I was out on a dirt road in the middle of the woods and there was a small group of mostly older people around me. I was actually at a fork in the road, and it went uphill from my left to my right. The way I was standing, I was on the main "trunk" of the
road facing left, so the fork was kind of to my right. More correctly, I was directly in front of the right side of the fork, facing off to the left one. The people I was with were also in the same part of the road as me, and I found that Mrs. Yager was off on the left fork, up just about 50 or so feet.

She started leading us in a mediation. People were starting to sit down to get ready for the meditation. But this one was a special one. Mrs. Yager said something about "lay down this time, and show the true guru that you know is within you," meaning that gurus usually lay down to meditate. (hmmmm... strange)

Just as people were starting to lay down, I remember seeing writing that looked a little like it was projected up on a transparent screen. It was black writing on a whiteish transparent background, and it was in the form of a verse. It said something like:

And Satan said to him, 'Who here is the true Christ?', and Jesus answered him, saying, 'I am. I am the true Christ. We all are.'

Satan v3

The "Satan v3" was supposed to be the verse reference like what you see with biblical verses. This was supposed to be from the lost book of Satan which, for obvious reasons, had been removed a LONG time ago from canonical scripture. Mrs. Yager was the one that started reading it, but with Jesus's response, at that point, everyone around me started reading it aloud, almost like a chant in monotone. They all said "I am. I am the true Christ. We all are."

At this point, I remember that this African tribal looking guy was on his hands and knees to my right, and I was sitting (I hadn't gotten the chance to lay down yet from when Mrs. Yager had told us to) and this guy was kind of rocking back and forth and he lightly headbutted my shoulder. I let myself fall forward and I landed with my face right down on the road, which even
though it was gravel, it didn't hurt.

I closed my eyes, and suddenly I started to feel a rush coming from the very core of my being, almost like I was moving extremely fast, but at the same time not moving at all. I knew at this point I was in a dream, but it felt more real than a dream, almost as if it were really happening, but the best way to have this experience and be conscious of it was through the workings of a dream.

I saw the word "ERROR" in large orange text behind my eyelids, like my mind was projecting it as if I were a robot. There was a beeping that went with it, and just as it stopped, I heard a loud androgynous voice in my head say (and almost yell, but it was very harsh, almost raspy) "This is when it all ends, Jeremy!" and I knew that Mrs. Yager had released me from this hypnotism that she had held me in for so long. I was no longer hers. I was no longer being influenced by [Group Name Removed]. It wasn't like they had been holding me captive, though, but more like protecting me, and therefore taking over some of my mental facility through this hypnotism.
It was now over. This is when it all ends.

[I woke up, slowly, and without moving. I've never woken up that slowly before, watching my mind as I woke up. I hesitated before opening my eyes. I wondered if the world I awoke to would be different than the one I had known before bed. But I finally did, and lo and behold, everything looks the same. It feels the same. It felt so real that I'm not 100 percent convinced still, after being up and writing this down for an hour, that it was JUST a dream. I have a feeling, though, that I may never know.]

Goddess Head

I had taken some sort of trip, and I was in Savannah again. It was night time out, and I was walking along River Street trying to get home. (or at least what was supposed to be River Street. There were tall old buildings on my right and open space (including a river, perhaps?) to my left)

As I was walking along, I was feeling slightly fearful, although I'm not sure what the reason was for it. I wound up passing a person here and there. One was a woman. A little later I passed a black man wearing green mechanic's overalls. He wound up trying to strike up a conversation with me, but I really wasn't interested in talking to him.

Eventually he figured out (whether I told him, or he just assumed it from something I had said, I can't remember) that I was heading home, but I still had a ways to go. He offered for me to stay at his place for the night, but I didn't really want to. I tried to keep walking, and he was walking along with me. Finally we wound up passing a building and he walked up the stairs and said that we had made it to his place, and that I was welcome to stay the night. I declined and continued walking, but somehow I wound up in his apartment anyway. (when I got into his apartment, it was a nice one. Things were a warm cream color with excellent lighting. The furniture all looked new and comfortable. It was a big apartment, almost more like a house.)

The strange thing is when I got in there, he was no longer the black guy I had been conversing with, but he was now Sean (my cousin), and he was sitting on the sofa. For some reason, though, I still wasn't wanting to stay with him. I think at this point I was afraid that he was going to try to hit on me, even though I was his cousin. Soon after this, I think I finally gave in and found a place to sleep. I went to sleep and wound up having a dream within a dream.

I was floating out in the middle of this big grayish spherical room. It looked very technological, having piping and lights and such built into metallic paneled walls. There seemed to be several passageways that led out of the room, one basically lying in each major direction. There were 4 that went out horizontally (to my front, back, left, and right) and then one that went up and one that went down.

Right out in front of me was a woman's head. It was all metallic, and the color was between a gray and light blue. I think that her hair was even close to this color, although it may have been just a little darker. The only part about her that wasn't metallic were her eyes. They looked normal. Anyway, after a second, she got this big scared look on her face and did an exaggerated look downwards. Her head actually kind of shifted upwards while here eyes looked extremely down into the the tube below.

I wound up looking down to see what she was looking at, and when I did, I took off in that direction, flying down into the darkness of that tunnel. I don't remember what happened while I was down there, but the next thing I knew was that I was in the spherical room again, and the woman was in front of me again. She wound up doing the same thing as before, but this time I knew I didn't want to go down, so instead I looked up and I flew up in that direction. This tunnel was much better lit, but for some reason it still scared me quite a bit, and I wound up waking myself up by yelling.

Hurricane Irene

[Recently in waking life there has been a big hurricane in the news named Irene. It has come up through Florida and Georgia and North Carolina.]

In my dream, the hurricane had continued to make it's way up through Virginia, although, instead of coming from the south, it was coming from across the Blue Ridge Mountains to the east. I was outside, and it was terribly windy and such out, but not much rain on this side of the mountains.

As I looked across to the mountains, I saw that it had rained so much over there that evidently it had filled up the valley over there with water, and the wind was blowing so hard that it was making it churn around like an ocean. Waves were beating on the other side of the mountains, and they were jumping up over the tops of the mountains and splashing down just on the other side of the big barn across the road from our house.

I went inside for a bit while the storm wore itself out, and then soon after it had gotten sunny out. Aunt Irene, Mom, and I think Eric and Matthew (brothers), and I all went on a hike up this path on the mountains that led into one of the lower crossovers of the mountains. When we got to the top, we looked around on the other side, and all we saw was water. It was as high as the mountain we were on.

We continued on the pathway, which started down the other side, and we soon realized (because the water was up to our waists) that the path went too far into the water, and we didn't want to drown, so we turned around to come back. On our way back, there were these little brown and green lizards that were hanging from various leaves of plants, and Aunt Irene started talking about them, saying that she used to see them all the time when she was a kid. She said that they always had to be careful of getting too close to them because they'd jump out and clamp onto you like they were doing to the leaves. She also said that they weren't so bad and you didn't have to worry about them very much after they dried up and became crispy.

Angel House Cafe and Picking Up Stuff I forgot

[I never got around to fully writing this one out, obviously]

-Mike and Robin (from Papa John's in Savannah) starting up the Angel House Cafe, and having steaks and things like that.
-Going to apartment/house that I lived in last in Savannah, finding that no one had moved in, and stuff I had left behind was still there
-things like the red sofa and chair, lots of trash and boxes, and a bird bath that worked as a fountain.
-I somehow get in touch with Mike and tell him I'm hungry and want pizza. He shows up with Domino's regular crust cut Chicago style (circle pizza cut into squares, like they do with the thin crust at Papa John's).
-He also brings his truck so we can pack up the stuff I hadn't taken with me.
-Bird bath coming apart and expecting to smell like cat pee, but it had worn off.

Lucid Dream/Out of Body

I realized I was dreaming, and I was going around in mom's house and Matthew (brother) was around, and I was experimenting with making myself weightless and even reversing my gravity so I could walk on the ceiling. I did this in little spurts, although I had trouble concentrating enough to keep myself up there for much of an extended period of time. I was doing this in Matthew's bedroom, the kitchen, and the dining room, as well as my room.

Then after a little bit I was in the kitchen, and again Matthew was there, and I realized that with Butterscotch (Matthew's cat) being a cat that he could see me, and I might freak him out a little bit, so I walked up to him (from the direction where the old back door used to be) and he ended up taking off running. Then after that I decided that I wanted to swing on the ceiling fan in the kitchen, and so I climbed up on the table and jumped up and took hold, but I ended up ripping off 3 of the fan blades. I realized that I needed to concentrate on keeping myself light weight, and so I carefully reached up and kept myself light and took hold of the fan blade. It swung me around several times, and then I let go and jumped off.

Soon after that, I slipped into something a bit more dreamlike where I was looking at some sort of plans to clear out ceiling fan vents on the Titanic after it was brought up out of the sea and dried off. After looking at the plans, I was back in my room and I looked up in my ceiling, and there was the fan that we had just looked at for the Titanic. I got some sort of pole or something and started poking around behind the fan blades (which is where the vents went up into the ceiling) and started knocking out the chunks of dirt and mud.

Unfortunately this wasn't the only thing that came down with them. It turned out that several bodies, mostly those of children, were also caked up in the mud, and they started falling out of the vent. I looked up and there were several more up in there, and so I ran out to the kitchen again. After a moment I told myself that it was just all in my head, and when I went back into my room, nothing would be there, not even the dirt. So I went back over and opened up my door and sure enough, there was no dirt or bodies or anything.

I think that this somehow really clued me in to that I wasn't really up and awake, and so after trying the "walking on the ceiling" thing again in my room and the dining room, I went out into the kitchen. I somehow got myself floating up in the middle of the room with my feet facing towards the refrigerator, and I remembered how some people will imagine a strong falling sensation to make their astral bodies "fall" out of their physical bodies. I started to feel that as soon as I thought about it, and at first I stopped it, but I decided to let it go after all.

So I closed my eyes and let myself start "falling" feet first in the direction towards the refrigerator and slightly "up" into the sky. Everything seemed to turn into gray and color speckles sort of like static on a TV screen, and it all went rushing up past me. I kept falling faster and faster, and I even heard a roar in my ears. I'm not sure if it was the "wind" of falling or if it was the blood rushing through my ears, but I could still hear it when I ended up getting scared of what I might see and made myself wake up instead of projecting.

Movies with Cindy

I was with a group of friends at a movie theater, and Cindy (girl from school) was the one selling us the tickets. Andy (friend from school and church) and Nick (step-brother) were both there, but I don't remember who else was there. I think they each had their girlfriends there with them or something, but I'm not sure about that.

Anyway, we ended up going in to see this movie, which I think was supposed to be one of the romantic comedy types, but all I really remember about it was a big mountain scene at the end and then the credits, and the lights coming back on while everyone was getting up. It turned out that Cindy had come in there with us to watch it, and she was sort of like my date there, but she was sitting up a couple of rows ahead of me.

After we got up and all walked out, Cindy had to do a couple of things as far as finishing up the stuff with the theater, and then she was free to go with us. Nick had driven his own car, and he had parked it right out front, but while we were inside, a cop had come along and put one of those tire things on it to keep it from going anywhere, and wrote him a ticket. For some reason we all found this laughable. Also, when I looked back out at his car, it actually was like he had a jet ski, and it was up on a trailer and hooked to the back of a pick-up truck. The wheel that had been locked was the passenger side one on the trailer.

So we all ended up piling into either my car or Cindy's car, but Cindy was the one driving, and so we were going down the road, and some crazy driver was behind us, weaving back and forth and such. We thought he was drunk, and then we saw a cop pull up behind them. We were all thrilled because we thought that he was going to get pulled over. Then cop lights came on on the first car, and it turned out it was an unmarked vehicle, and he ended up pulling us over. I remember hearing his siren several times in short blips, but nothing too bad.

I was waiting for Cindy to pull over, but for some reason it seemed like she was thinking that she wanted to make sure that they were really wanting to pull us over instead of someone else. So finally she pulled over and the cop came up to the window. He was acting strangely, though. He was being extremely forceful, and at the same time he was laughing and joking around. I couldn't quite figure out what was going on.

Anyway, he ended up looking at Nick and asking for his license. Nick was in the process of getting a new one and so all he had was a sheet of paper that had all the info on it that he needed. The cop took it and jovially ripped it up and told him to be at a certain church at a certain time the next day to get his real license. We were wondering about the one he had just ripped up, and how he was supposed to get there without it, but evidently since the cop did it, then he'd know that Nick had it and it would be okay.

So we ended up leaving that point and heading to a restaurant or cafe of some sort and just sat around at these tables. Even though Cindy was there, I ended up not sitting with her for some reason. I think that everyone else was sitting as couples, though.

I can't remember if someone was actually sitting with Cindy or not, but there was this girl there that had gotten upset about something, and she ended up getting up from her table and coming over to me and taking my hand and taking me over to her table. She was tall and thin and had blond hair that was a little longer than shoulder length, I think. She was right about my age, but I'm not sure if I knew her or not. She was wearing a long white dress that was fairly simple, but very flattering. I think she seemed somewhat familiar in my dream, but I'm not certain.

When we got over to her booth, she wound up sort of laying across the table, and I was either sitting on the end of the seat or standing next to her at the end of the table. I looked around briefly, and off to some tables to my right and next to the windows, there were two girls their with their boyfriends. (It may have been Andy's and Nick's girlfriends, but I'm not sure) Anyway, they each had on a dress that flattered them like the blond girl's did. The one that I mainly remember, she had shorter brown/red hair and the dress was dark. I then turned my attention back to the girl that had brought me over to her table, and she was laying somewhat on her back on the table. I laid my hand on her stomach/side, and I could feel from her stomach that she was really sad about something. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but I didn't for some reason.

Drew Barrymore, The Dead Girlfriend

I started out on some sort of road trip. I wound up going inside this little restaurant/house that sort of like a Mom and Pop's Greasy Spoon kind of place. While I was in there, I somehow found out about this girl who had died, and it turned out that it was Drew Barrymore. As time progressed, I found out that she had been my girlfriend before she had died. It was weird talking to her because no one else could see her, and she was telling me about being dead. I wish I could remember everything that she had told me, but I can't. I know that there was one point where I had asked her something about these metal spheres I used to have around (the ball bearings that I had picked up from Merillat) and I found out that they were supposed to be physical representations of her anger or negative feelings. When I found that out, I felt really bad because I felt that it was because of me for some reason. Either that, or I just hadn't "done enough" to keep those sorts of things away from her.

Soon after finding this out, I ended up going outside, and while I was out there, I spotted a little blue Geo Metro that had Kentucky license plates on it, and I was thinking that someone I knew might be there, although in the dream I couldn't think of who it was.