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Somewhere during that time, I experienced something where I was really scared and felt like I was close to dying. This was an electric sensation similar to some things that have happened in other dreams. It happened very fast, like someone bringing two palms together in a slow clap, this tingly burn leaving behind numbness, starting at the edges of my silhouette (arms and legs) and moving inward in a wave. I knew if it met in the middle, all the life would be squeezed out of me and I would wink out... Somehow I stopped it just in time... I remember consciously shifting around so I could breathe deeply and telling myself if I could just keep breathing, everything would be o.k. Today I was so happy to wake up and actually see normally, walk around, eat, take a shower, drive around, talk to people, go to dinner, type on the computer, go shopping, even a little housework (ha!) without feeling like I was on the verge of some imminent breakdown, heart attack, seizure, or whatever. What a difference a good sleep can make. All the same, it's still spooking me. Guess this is another one of those "guess this is a dream" things. I hope. While it was happening, it didn't seem like a dream at all, and i had a distinct attitude about dying, i didn't care for the fact that the jig was up and wanted to figure out how to make it stop, being at the same time a bit curious about what was going on. in this respect it was like the "rain coming through the ceiling dream" posted elsewhere. |
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and my alien abduction was real, dammit. |
One of the traditional experiences associated with SP [sleep paralysis] is that of extreme pressure on the chest, the dominant theme of the incubus or "Old Hag" attack (Hufford, 1983). Although the classic hallucination is of a crushing weight or presence on the chest, the pressure may be felt on the back or side of the torso. Sometimes the experience is simply of a pure pressure on the chest or torso without further elaboration." source Sleep Paralysis brief anecdote |
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the other night i woke up and the rifles were trained on my head. through the holes in my ceiling. i thought i was going to have a heart attack. it took all my will to convince myself it was not real before i woke A. |
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Last night I dreamt about a haunted bag of glass bottles in my basement that was trying to climb up the stairs and get me. I wish I could explain that. |
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