Dreams

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Since I got 666 trips, I'll just say I've been having recurring invasion/cataclysm dreams for YEARS now. More often than not I am a survivor being hunted down in a sparse and impoverished world. The number 666 keeps presenting itself to me. My new phone number even ends in 666.

I've dreamt of
>dire wolves following me
>demons attacking me
>invisible entities holding me down in sheer terror as a small child. It would hold me against the wall and I could see myself in the mirror being pinned but without an assailant. Before this dream, at a younger age, I dreamt that I was running up the staircase of my mother's home's basement... the same or a similar invisible horror grabbed me by my leg and froze me. I could see my leg stuck to the step and I felt a hand around it, but nothing was there. In my mind's eye I recall the likeness of a wolf
>demonic god beings introducing themselves to me; looked like three floating cube cities each the approximate volume of a man, like a train of unlinked boxcars. On the front car was a small winter-white porcelain-looking woman of immense beauty, standing on the balcony of a tower. She was the size of my hand or finger, or between there. Her beauty was so majestic and perfect that it actually scared me, I was overcome with primal survival fear like staring into the abyss
>constant sleep paralysis. The demons don't present themselves to me anymore because I now consistently overcome their fear induction. Last demon I saw was a ghoulish woman flattened and fused into a window, where it made hideous faces at me mocking me for my fear and paralysis. She was making speaking gestures as if to mock my inability to speak or move. As I got angrier she lost her power and I haven't seen them face to face like that anymore. Again talking dreams here, I'm not seeing things irl besides varieties of UFOs lol
>dreamt that a multicolor backhole came into our system and began devouring the earth. In this dream the sky was black and the grass was red, and I felt my weightlessness as the black hole pulled me from the earth. Among the colors was a color I knew I had never seen before. Trying to recall it, I can only describe it as an iridescent neon pastel... The sky cracked like glass with static and lightning, as if our world was a facade being shattered, revealing a world beneath
>dreams of being hunted by robotic police dogs, which are launched out of shoulder mounted canons and unfurl mid-air. These robotic dogs had heads that looked like three claws they use to "bite" down and subdue targets, no apparent eyes or nose or face
>constant alien invasion dreams
>usually they give off vibes of being man-made deepstate/shadow gov craft. They genocide us mercilessly. The dreams always start off as an average day and they just appear in the sky scaring everyone and immediately start firing on things. They look like ships from anime set hundreds of years in the future, looking military esque but with no markings or identifiers
>in other dreams, real aliens invade and they are even more devastating. Transformer-esque shapeshifting lumps of metal that become animal and humanoid and vehicle-like randomly and sporadically. Watching one of these dash toward you will make you shit your own courage. Think of the aliens from Edge of Tomorrow with their heavy clanking gait
>another dream where War of the Worlds esque giant tentacle walkers make patrols through the cities, shooting people who are hiding by detecting them through walls. I watched a companion die this way. We were curled up in small corners of an abandoned house. He/she got pierced by a light from one of these walkers like a full mile away. The walkers the size of buildings were like babies compared to ones you could see in the horizon that stretched beyond the clouds
>lots of abduction dreams; once I was with a survivor group in a FEMA camp led by former federal agent spooks. I was running laps in the gym because my stamina wasn't on the level of other survivors. The two spooks training me, and myself, hop into a car and drive back to the living/town quarters. On the way there a light flashes and next thing we know, it's night-time and we're parked in front of a compound with the word BUSH written in giant bold letters. A special ops group led by a tall gray alien surrounded our car. I ask the spooks, "these guys are scarier than you, aren't they?" One spook says in fear, "Much scarier.." before they are ripped out of the car. The special ops don't yank me out, but they open the door and the gray alien walks up to me and speaks into my mind... Saying, "Don't run." The gray alien had an absolutely dreadful, menacing face. I think he had lips and a mouth, but they did not move as he could speak telepathically. I was fighting my terror in an attempt to get a good hard look at him to describe later. He looks a lot like the meanest looking depictions of grays I've seen on the internet. Funny that the dream started off with me running laps in a gym... Weird.

I've also had divine dreams about loved ones returning to visit me from the dead. I got to see my grandfather after he died, and we sat on the roof of his house watching a sunset as I asked him about God. I asked if God was real... He paused for a solid ten to twenty seconds, just staring into the sunset... And gently said, "He's real."

I miss you grandpa. Thank you for bringing me faith and hope between all of these dreams of despair and warnings of the future's trials.