re: My sleep paralysis is intensifying

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open my eyes during sleep paralysis and see something, I just remember to look at my dog.

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Are you actually seeing your dog? Or are you asleep and dreaming what your dog always does?

Some of you guys are Lucid Dreaming. Turn those frowns upside down. Conjure up some old piece of tail and have her meet you in the living room. That usually wakes me up. Always wake up when things get interesting. Even my sub conscious can frick up a hook up. Lol

Basically, you are actually seeing the room because your eyes are open, but your subconscious and dream mind are essentially photoshopping images onto that image of your room as if it were the backdrop on a green screen.

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Basically, you are actually seeing the room because your eyes are open, but your subconscious and dream mind are essentially photoshopping images onto that image of your room as if it were the backdrop on a green screen.

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Yep. This is why having as dark a room as possible has helped me. The more light there is (and shadows), the more vivid the dreams/hallucinations are.

Many years ago when I was 18 or 19 years old, I would feel a presence come into my room before going to sleep. It was an eerie feeling, just a sense that something evil was there. It would speak to me in my mind not verbally. I would dismiss what was happening and pray and fall asleep. After several episodes this presence would get angry and try to convince me that what was happening was real. I would counter with, telling this thing that I was sleeping and he wasn't really there. So he would ask me things like where are you, what time is it, if you are sleeping wake up. I was very aware of all these things and I knew that I hadn't fallen asleep yet. But I would still deny that it was there. One night it came into my room and told me that he was tired of playing and this night he would prove to me that he was real. He lifted my feet off the bed. Of course I argued that it wasn't real. He then swung my legs off to the side of the bed and made my feet touch the floor. And then swung them back on the bed. I told him that it wasn't happening because I was dreaming everything.My bed in in a part of the room where a walk in closet used to be and a sting was hanging down that I could reach to turn on the light. He said since you are just dreaming, reach up and turn on the light. I tried to raise my arms but two hands grabbed both of my wrists. His hands were cold like they belonged to a dead person. He was very strong and had me pinned. I got angry and told him that he was fooling with a child of God and His power was stronger than him. I reached over with all my might and grabbed his arm that was holding down my other wrist. His arm was cold and strong. I felt his skin kinda roll on his arm as I twisted it with all my might. I ripped the arm off at the elbow. I reached up and turned on the light. I was holding an arm with fingers and hand, it was white like it had no blood in it. I threw it on the floor and I looked at my brothers bed across the room. The thing was lying in my brothers bed. He was wearing a white robe with a hood. He looked to be very tall and very dead. He had white hair and a white beard. He pointed his arm and pointed at me and said, You better change your ways. That was it. He never returned. That was over 40 years ago and I still don't know if it was real. I like you had many visits.






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No joke.

dont get therapy

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