Some of my dreams have had prophetic qualities, that is to say, they have been of actual events that took place in the near or more distant future. These particular dreams had a different feel to them which is somewhat difficult to explain but most of my dreams involving aliens have had this same feel so I have come to believe they are more than just random imagination or the random stimulation of my brains visual cortex and subsequent interpretation. In fact I would go so far as to say that I don't really believe in random.
Dreams that are different in this way have another quality aside from a different feel, that quality is that they are coherent. I can remember how I get from one situation to the next in the dream and it is logically sequenced. Most other dreams that I have do not tend to have this quality, I find myself moving from one scene to the next without a good logical connection between them.
The earliest alien dream that I had also involved sleep walking. I was a young and had a bedroom in the basement. The rest of the family slept upstairs in bedrooms that were 1/2 floor above the main level of the house. The house had kind of a series of half levels, from the main floor up about half a stories flight of stairs there were two bedrooms, down a flight of stairs there was a laundry area, from there down a couple of stairs in one direction a garage, at the other end of the room, about four more steps down into a basement that was below the main level. My bedroom was down there. In the laundry room there was a door so that it was possible for me to exit the house without going to the main level.
I had no history of sleep-walking before this dream or after. This is the one and only time I've ever knowingly sleep-walked. I wore pajamas at the time and in this dream, I came across a landed saucer shaped craft. The outside appearance of this craft was pretty much like what you often see ariel pictures of in popular UFO magazines. This craft was landed and had an open door with a ramp to the ground outside and to the center of the craft inside.
I don't know how exactly but I knew that I was invited in. The inside of the craft was very sparse, in fact there was no furniture at all. In this dream I was not "abducted" nor did I undergo any rectal probes or other strange medical procedures that seem to be commonly reported.
There are several aspects of this dream that are particularly interesting to me. There was a metallic star chart on the wall. It had some stars with lines interconnecting them. I asked where these aliens were from, they asked me if I knew where I was. I didn't, and they told me I would not understand then where they were from. Many years later I read of the Betty and Barney Hill abduction case, and the star chart they describe was very much like what I saw. Now, I wonder, did I pick this up in media at the time (I was only about ten at the time I had this dream), was it just coincidence, or?
The other thing that was of great interest to me was a mechanism in the craft that I believe was somehow it's drive. The craft was maybe 25 feet in diameter. About a foot from the inner wall and about a foot off the floor was what appeared to be a mercury filled glass tube about four inches in diameter, around the circumference of the craft. At one point just to the right of the door there were two coils right next to each other. These appeared to be wound with ordinary magnet wire, much like you would find in a television set yoke only heavier, maybe 16 gauge or so, around the glass tube. There was what looked like a fairly ordinary lead-acid battery next to the coils, like a car battery, but it was larger, contained only three cells, and the intercell connectors were external on the top of the battery. The coils connected to the battery. I don't remember if there was some other controlling apparatus or not.
The specifics of this arrangement still amazes me today. The fact that it was very defined in a dream, that I remember the details today after 25 years or so, is very puzzling to me. I feel as though some information had been implanted in my mind for some eventual use.
This is about all I can remember from this dream, but the very strange thing about it is that I woke up to find a clay on the bottom of my pajama legs. There was no clay of this kind where I lived, but about six blocks away at the elementary school I went to at the time there was woods to the south of the school with a clearing in the middle with that kind of clay in it. There was also an area almost a mile away that I used to play under a bridge, that had a small stream and banks were clay like that. I don't know how far I had to wander to pick up that clay but it very well could have been several blocks. Pretty weird to think about wandering around in pajamas in the middle of the night to God knows where, asleep.
Often I have lucid dreams. I try to have lucid dreams. They are the source of much information and actually have contributed to the direction this system (Eskimo North) has taken. Back in the early days when I ran a single-line bbs I had a dream in which I glimpsed the future of the bbs, much of what exists today was seen in that dream before the technology to do it was available.
I mentioned that I try to have lucid dreams. A method I use to try to do this is a basic reality check. I try to remember the recent past, if it's in the afternoon, what did I have for breakfast. How did I get to where I am at this particular moment. I try to do this frequently in waking life so that it becomes habit. In waking life there is generally a coherent series of events leading up to any given moment. In dreams, this is not necessarily the case. So, this helps me have lucid dreams because it provides a mechanism by which I can become aware of the fact that I am dreaming, and I find that once I have that awareness I can pretty much control the dream, fly, go where I want, even time travel. It's pretty cool.
On one particular instance when I became lucid during a dream I decided to go and visit Mars on kind of an archeological trip. Mars has always fascinated me, it is probably the most likely planet in this solar system, aside from earth, to have hosted life. It may still host some primative forms of life.
It used to be that many models suggested that Mars lost much of it's atmosphere early on owing to it's smaller size and thus lower gravity and also faster cooling so that volcanoes stopped replentishing the atmosphere sooner. But by analyzing meteorite impacts in flood plains, it is now known that Mars had liquid water on it's surface as recently as 100 million years ago. It would have had to have a much thicker atmosphere for this to be true in order to provide enough pressure to keep water liquid and to trap enough of the Sun's heat for it not to be frozen. Under the old models it would have been unlikely that advanced life forms could have existed on Mars but now that it seems likely that liquid water existed on the surface until 100 million years ago, it would seem that adequate time may have existed for higher life to evolve on Mars. 100 million years doesn't seem to be that distant from the 65 million years ago that the dinosaurs died off here on earth, and I can't help but wonder if the catastrophe that killed the dinosaurs and that caused Mars to lose much of it's atmosphere are related, perhaps even the same.
In the dream I am on the surface of the planet and I'm looking for artifacts. Anything indicating life existed or exists, and I come across a find that is much more than I expected. Some buildings that look like an adobe construction on kind of a hill. One building in particular draws my attention, from the outside it looks to be about two stories high, it has open windows and an open door. That is, just a door shaped hole in the wall and window shaped holes for the windows, no glass. The adobe has a reddish coloring to it as does the surface of the planet. Looks much like the soil you see in some parts of the midwest.
I enter this building and the floor (dirt) is bare, there is no furniture, no nothing. But a particular puzzling aspect of this building is that inside it appears to be only one story high, that is the ceiling is at a height one would expect for a normal earth building, but from the outside it appears to be two stories high. I am looking for a way up to the second floor, there is no obvious way, no stairs, no elevator, just an empty room.
Then I start to feel my body dematerialize. I realize at that moment, THIS is how you get to the second floor! I am not dematerializing under my own control but rather under the control of Martians! I can't see them. In fact, as I dematerialize, I can't see anything, everything goes black, I can't feel anything, I can't hear anything, and I become aware that I am spending a lot of time in this de-materialized state and I become angry at the Martians who have de-materialized me for not re-materializing me. At this point I wake-up.
I've had a couple of other dreams in which I've gone and visited other planets. There has been much speculation on whether stable orbits can exist around a binary star system. One of the planets I visited was orbiting binary stars. One star was reddish and large, the other was blueish and smaller. They were maybe the width of ten full moons apart from each other in the sky.
Where I was on the planet was very desert like. There were plants resembling cacti, relatively sparse. I did not see any animal life on this planet. The area I was in was rocky and hilly so I could not see a long distance but I had the feeling the entire planet was like this. The plants cast a red and a blue shadow angled off from the base of the plant in slightly different directions. The shadows looked like an image on a mis-converged color television set. I had the feeling this was a dying planet. I do not know where or how distant this planet was from earth.
In another similar dream, this also was a travel in a lucid dream, I went to a planet that I knew was 40,000 light-years from earth. I did not know in which direction, about which star, but I knew that I travelled 40,000 light-years to get to it.
This planet, or what I saw of it, was very different from the previous desert twin-star planet. This planet had one sun like our own. There are some things I know of it intuitively from the dream that I can't explain how I know. I knew this planet did not have seasons. It was kind of a perpetual spring. The planet also was devoid of the kind of biodiversity we have here on earth. Instead, it had rolling hills covered with a short green grass, almost like a golf coarse, that was almost perfect, like a well manacured lawn. There was a kind of tree resembling an oak or maple, and they were here and there on the hills, but only one kind of tree was there. So plant life consisted of two things, this grass, and these trees, and those were the only thing visible as far as I could see and intuitively I knew this was all there was.
Here and there also scattered were artificial structures, little round buildings, maybe 15 feet in diameter and 20 feet high and they had a conical shaped roof. The roofs looked like giant silicon solar cells, they had that same kind of irridencent blue/black appearance and I believe that's what they were. The walls looked like corrogated aluminum.
I never saw the inhabitants that built these little buildings or any other animal life on the planet.
I said most of these dreams involved encounters with aliens that were benign (if any aliens were encountered at all). The Mars folk were kind of mischievious, but not altogether hostile since they did return me to my bed.
But this dream I am about to relate involves a less friendly sort, outright NASTY space critters from hell. Actually I never directly encountered the critters.
In this dream I had driven to portland for an Internet related convention of some sort and I had brought my family with me. I had driven down there in my '73 New Yorker. We stayed at a motel there and arrived late afternoon the day before the convention.
We had settled into the motel room, it was an overcast day, dreary, not raining, but your typical ugly day, like we have a lot of up here in Seattle. I'm out in the parking lot, looking up in the sky when suddenly I see the clouds doing this Speilberg number, you know where they're all puffing around some object.
The object comes into view. It is the strangest damned thing I've ever seen, not your typical space craft, but enourmous. It looks like a big rock with all of these metal things sticking out of it. The metal things looked like rods with rounded ends. There was electrical arcing from these rods going between rods and into the clouds. It made a kind of roaring noise. It went away.
The next day the convention was toast. All anyone there could talk about was this thing they had seen the night before. Seems this thing attracted a lot of attention, everyone in Portland it seems had seen it.
So basically we gave it up and all disbanded, I and my family got in the car and started it up and were starting to pull out of the parking lot and this thing re-appeared. I don't know why but I realized this thing had evil intents at this point.
My car stalled and all the gauges looked weird. I tried to restart it but it wouldn't start. After a minute or so it started, and I looked around and one of my kids was missing from the car. Strange, I don't know which one, just that I was one short. It's like I was in too much of a panic state to deduce more than that. This is my nastiest alien dream.
Actually the nastiness in this dream was more the "men in black" types, though I intuitively knew it involved aliens as well.
I was going to go to Everett, it was about 5pm in the evening. I-5 was jammed, so I decided to take some backroads. These backroads do not exist in real life just in this dream. In this dream there was a road that paralleled I-5 just to the west of it. I just went up that road since it was going in the same general direction. At one point it was nearly right-angled towards the freeway and then turned left 90 degrees and paralleled the freeway. I'm driving my Polara in this dream. Now for those that aren't familiar, I'll tell you this car is on it's last legs and was in the dream as well. It's got 180,000 miles on the engine, which wasn't well maintained before I bought it, the tranny slips and it leaks every fluid it has.
In this dream, I go up this road and it turns into a dirt road, and it starts raining pretty bad. I want to turn around, I'm afraid of getting stuck in the mud but the road has narrowed too much to turn around. There is a high chain link fence to either side of me.
I reach a point where there is a gate that would close across the road if it were closed, but it is not, and an open dirt area. The area is surrounded by a high chain link fence with barbed wire at the top. I get the distinct impression this is a place I shouldn't be but it is the only area wide enough to turn around.
So I enter and turn around and rapidly exit. Somehow I get the feeling this area has aliens and government people in it and civilians are definitely unwelcomed. Why the gates were opened I do not know. So as I leave I am going like a bat out of hell because I know I shouldn't be there.
Now going like a bat out of hell down a muddy dirt road can have it's problems and as I got to the point where the 90 degree turn was I realized this. I made the corner but spun out afterwards and ended up half-way up an embankment. My damned car stalled and wouldn't start (it does this in real life).
Now around the corner that I just came from comes this big black sedan. Now I am thinking I am in deep shit, this is some government type that knows I've been up there and I'm going to catch hell. He parks his car near mine and comes up to my window and asks what I was doing up there.
I told him the story, that I was trying to get to Everett but the freeway was jammed, so I took this road that roughly seemed to parallel the freeway and then it got too narrow to turn around so I followed it up to that area where I could turn around.
This guy was your typical MIB by the way, black suit. Very tall. He seemed to be satisfied by my story and offered to help me get my car started. I pop the hood and he does something underneath and commands, "Now try it". I crank it, it fires up.
At this point I suddenly get the feeling this person is going to do something bad to harm me, maybe plant explosives in my car, who knows and while he still hasn't withdrawn from under the hood I slam it into reverse and pound it, the car leeps about eight feet back and stalls again.
I desperately try to restart it but it won't start. This guy walks up to my window and asks why did I do that? And then he reaches into the window with one hand and holds it under my nose. His hand has a pile of these little crystal things. They look like those diamond shaped metal things that you get with those magnetic sculpture toys except that they have a weird irridecent quality.
They are memory crystals. They are supposed to make me lose my memory. He holds them under my nose and they start floating out of his hand and up into my nostrils. I feel myself losing conciousness. He is telling me that if I ever should remember, not to tell anyone and that they will be watching me. As I lose conciousness entirely I then wake up in bed. I had a feeling I had been really violated, someone trying to erase my memory, get right inside my mind and just remove part of it.
The above pretty much is the extent of nasty alien dreams. I had this dream while living in an apartment that another alien visited me. This one was very friendly. He was also very shaggy, looked rather like a verticle sheep-dog.
We needed to go somewhere and there was this problem of gosh, how do you go around town with an alien without attracting undue attention? Well, the solution was simple, I told him to walk on all fours and I would pretend he was my dog, he looked the part. He agreed to this and we proceeded to cut across a large grass field that was part of a park.
Anyway, when we got to where we were going and back, I then was curious about his ship, how he got here, how it worked. I was envious of his ability to cruise around the universe and wanted to know how to do that myself. He told me that information would be given to me in the future.
I am still waiting for this information. This was a really positive dream though, beyond what the content would indicate. The feeling from this creature was not at all hostile, there was no fear, it was kind of a cosmic friend.