Schlagwort-Archive: Night

Story of Last Night / a nice dream?!

quietly, very quietly – carefully putting one foot in front of the other, she crept meter by meter, slowly through the forest.

From time to time, when the moon shone through the high treetops, she stopped and looked around.

In these moments she did not dare to go further for fear that her pursuer, whom she thought was already close behind her, saw her and the game was over prematurely.

But when hours later still nothing had happened and he hadn’t caught up with her, she thought she was the winner and went back to the camp with her head held high.

Everyone was still asleep. As the tiredness overcame her, she did not wonder why nobody came to receive her, but went straight to her tent.

As soon as her head touched the thin pillow, she was already fast asleep.

Hours later, she woke up from a dreamless and restless sleep and felt numb.

A cold shiver ran down her back when she noticed that apparently everything was still sleeping outside.

„How long have I been asleep?“ she thought, got up, put up her tent and looked around.

Nobody was to be seen and also far and wide nothing to hear.

No laughter, no dog barking, even birdsong could not hear them. Strange. The tents of the others, were all firmly closed.

Judging by the position of the sun, it was already noon.

A little perplexed she walked towards her sister’s tent. This tent was also tightly closed, nothing moved inside.

A few meters before she stopped, not sure if she should open it.

But in the end it did, the tent was empty. Looked like it had never been inhabited. The blankets lay carefully folded, on the thin mats.

Nothing was lying around. You’d think nobody had ever been in here.

But something scared her.

Her sister was a year older than her and back in the old days, before the epidemic, they lived together in a tiny room in her parents‘ small apartment building.

While she was the neat one who never left anything lying around, her sister was chaotic.

Something crunched behind her and let her drive back, scared. Cold sweat broke out of her pores, which could have made the crunch.

The camp stood on earth and lawn and especially the area around her sister’s tent was very clean.

Not a branch that could have cracked.

The hairs on her neck stood up when she heard sounds coming towards the tents.

Vocal murmurs, voices unknown to her. What to do?

Whatever had happened, it was definitely not a good thing and she had only escaped the whole thing because she had played the game.

Kai, the man chasing her, hadn’t shown up either. He was the best of them.

The voices came closer and she was almost stiff with fear when an idea came to her.

„Hey Kati, hey. Wake up. “ Someone shook her, moaned, her eyes opened. Her head was pounding and blood was throbbing in her temples.

She rubbed her aching head and sat up.

The members of her clan stood in a semicircle around her.

Their pale faces glowed in the moonlight, strangely bizarre.

She looked around questioningly. What had happened, wasn’t she just in the tent?

Uwe, the leader and friend of her sister, bent down to her, „Kati, what happened? Kai was looking for you all night. He just came back to camp alone.“

You had been missing for 48 hours and we looked for you several times and we were also here and now, on the way back to camp, you are suddenly lying here unconscious.“

She started shaking and her head hurt so much.

„Take me to camp.“ That’s all she could come up with.

When she arrived in her tent, her head fell on the thin pillow and she was fast asleep.

The Hallway of Eyes – Part 1

A horror house had opened last day and i just wanted to see how it was.

We had nothing much in this town, so it was rather new and i hoped it to be fun.

I was living pretty central and the police patrolled constantly here. Crime was unavailable here and the people were friends with the cops, just how it should be.

One evening after work, i went straight to the horror house. I had no friends because i was busy all the time. So i went alone and after a 15 minute walk down the riverside from town, it was visible.

Some people stood in front of the house and one guy laughed while 2 girls came out totally shocked.

Was it really this creepy? I mean it looked like something for kids and i thought „Well i can go back home“ but hey ..lets try it.. Dont let the 15 minutes be a waste i thought.

I went to the door and it asked for 3$ to enter.

I had no change with me, so i asked the two girls if they could change the twenty dollar bill.

They did..

„Thanks for the change and why are you so exhausted?“ i asked.

„Dont go into the room with the big eye.. you wont come out again..“

Funny i thought and went in.

„Thanks for the advice and good night“ i said.

The door behind me closed loudly.

A fog with flashy lights turned on and started to play music reversed. That sounded creepy!

I went on and right at the hallway were several doors with warnings.

It even had FSK symbols..age restrictions in a horror house? What was the last door than?

It started with age 10 and went to 30 while the horror kept rising.

I slowly walked to every door and opened them one by one. And yes.. no one except me was in this house… It was very strange …right?

The first ten doors were pure boredom.. nothing special except some jump scares which i expected when im honest. A few skeletons and mumies with a mix of a bloody crime scene while the music changed with every door.. The music went darker and darker and yet no one new entered the house.

How long have i been here? Half an hour?

Than something new happend… all doors started to open and a guy with a big chainsaw looked at me..

I started to laugh and he just went to another door and closed it.

Now that was a bit funny.. but still too lame i thought.

And than i noticed the red door with the big eye on it..

The girl from earlier had warned me but.. something was calling me to that door..

A whisper?

Hypnotised i walked towards it.. Mysterious and bad aura was all around ..

I pressed down the handle and pushed forward..

0108 – The House

We were a team of six and our objective was to secure the house from every corner. We didnt knew with what we were dealing with and the situation seemed strange… We secured the villa inside the forest which was told to be a safe house for certain terrorist members, but after discovering that nothing […]

The others Problems.. – Not just Earths

Ive had a dream last night in which i was suprisingly conscious. I didnt knew where i exactly was but i was wondering how i got there. It was late in the night and i was walking down the streets. I wanted to find somebody i can talk with and suddenly there was someone on […]

Part 2 on its way!

Story of Last Night / Ein netter Traum?!

leise, sehr leise – vorsichtig einen Fuß vor den anderen setzend, schlich sie Meter für Meter, langsam durch den Wald.

Von Zeit zu Zeit, wenn der Mond durch die hohen Baumwipfel schien, blieb sie stehen und schaute sich um.

In diesen Momenten wagte sie sich nicht, weiter zu gehen, aus Angst das ihr Verfolger, den sie schon nah hinter sich wähnte, sie sah und das Spiel vorschnell vorbei war.

Als jedoch Stunden später immer noch nichts geschehen war und er sie nicht eingeholt hatte, wähnte sie sich als Gewinnerin und ging hoch erhobenen Hauptes zurück ins Camp.

Es schliefen noch alle. Da die Müdigkeit sie überkam, wunderte sie sich gar nicht warum keiner kam, sie zu empfangen, sondern ging schnurrstracks in ihr Zelt.

Kaum berührte ihr Kopf das dünne Kissen, schlief sie auch schon tief und fest.

Stunden später, wachte sie aus einem traumlosen und unruhigen Schlaf auf und fühlte sich wie betäubt.

Ihr lief ein kalter Schauer über den Rücken, als sie bemerkte, dass draußen scheinbar immer noch alles schlief.

„Wie lange habe ich geschlafen?“ dachte sie sich, stand auf, zog ihr Zelt auf und schaute sich um.

Niemand war zu sehen und auch weit und breit nichts zu hören.

Kein Lachen, kein Hundegebell, sogar Vogelgezwitscher konnte sie nicht vernehmen. Seltsam. Die Zelte der anderen, waren allesamt fest verschlossen.

Dem Stand der Sonne nach zu urteilen, war bereits Mittag.

Ein wenig ratlos ging sie auf das Zelt ihrer Schwester zu. Auch dieses war dicht verschlosssen, nichts regte sich drinnen.

Ein paar Meter davor stoppte sie, unschlüssig ob sie es öffnen sollte.

Tat es schließlich aber doch, das Zelt war leer. Sah aus, als wäre es nie bewohnt worden. Die Decken lagen sorgfältig gefaltet, auf den dünnen Matten.

Nichts lag herum. Man könnte meinen, niemand wäre je hier drin gewesen.

Aber etwas ließ sie aufschrecken.

Ihre Schwester war ein Jahr älter als sie und damals, in der alten Zeit, vor der Seuche, bewohnten sie zusammen ein winziges Zimmer, in dem kleinen Mietshaus ihrer Eltern.

Während sie die chaotische war, die gern mal etwas herumliegen ließ, war ihre Schwester überakurat.

Hinter ihr knirschte etwas und ließ sie, erschrocken zurückfahren. Angstschweiß brach ihr aus allen Poren, was hätte den Knirschen können.

Das Camp stand auf Erde und Rasen und gerade der Platz um das Zelt ihrer Schwester war penibel sauber.

Kein Ast der hätte knacken können.

Die Nackenhaare stellten sich ihr auf, als sie Geräusche vernahm, die auf die Zelte hinkamen.

Stimmgemurmel, von ihr unbekannten Stimmen. Was tun?

Was auch immer geschehen war, es war bestimmt nichts gutes und sie war der ganzen Sache nur entgangen, weil sie das Spiel mitgespielt hatte.

Kai, ihr Verfolger, war ja auch nicht aufgetaucht. Dabei war er der beste von allen.

Die Stimmen kamen näher und sie war fast steif vor Angst, als ihr eine Idee kam.

„Hey Kati, hey. Wach auf. “ jemand rüttelte sie, stöhnend schlug sie die Augen auf. Ihr Kopf dröhnte und das Blut pochte in den Schläfen.

Sie rieb sich den schmerzenden Kopf und setzte sich auf.

Die Mitglieder ihres Clans, standen im Halbkreis um sie herum.

Im Mondlicht leuchteten ihre blassen Gesichter, seltsam bizarr.

Sie schaute sich fragend um. Was war passiert, war sie nicht eben noch im Zelt?

Uwe, der Anführer und Freund ihrer Schwester, beugte sich zu ihr, „Kati, was ist denn passiert? Kai hat dich die ganze Nacht gesucht, er kam gerade alleine ins Camp zurück.“

Du warst 48 Stunden verschwunden und wir haben dich mehrfach gesucht und wir waren auch hier und jetzt, auf dem Rückweg zum Camp, liegst du plötzlich ohnmächtig hier.“

Sie begann zu zittern und ihr Kopf schmerzte so sehr.

„Bringt mich ins Camp.“ Mehr brachte sie nicht heraus.

In ihrem Zelt angekommen, fiel ihr Kopf auf das dünne Kissen, schon schlief sie tief und fest.

How our consciousness drifts – Dreamworld /Dreamtests #2

In today’s article i will tell you how our consciousness drifts away when we fall asleep and what comes next, right after it.

First what happens is when you fall asleep, that you cant really remember the exact moment!

Try it out right now. Do you really know the last moment or thought before you lost consciousness last night?

What does the last thought have to do with dreams? Well ..A LOT!

YOU DREAM THE LAST THOUGHT! – with a mix of what happend the day, what you expect to happen and with places or people you really dont know – or just saw from an ankle. Shortly said: You dream what your unconsciousness captured with your last thought!

This is why it is so important for astral travel, it increases your chances very high.

Ive noticed that two times yesterday night.

I was half awake and asleep and i saw how one thought was taking shape and how i just started to integrate myself in it. The picture before your eyes will be the dream you jump in.

Now there are two groupes:

The normal dream: in the ’normal‘ dream, you will be inside your astral body while using things from your unconsciousness for the upcoming dream.

The ark dream: This state is different, but more and even more to all of this, you will find in our book.

When the time is right, you will see whats inside 🧘‍♂️

Dream tests #1 – Fear

I woke up very scared today and didnt understood why.

I was sweating really bad too but it wasnt actually so warm the night before.

I was flying few meters above my body and stood in the air, my room was definetly the same, nothing was replaced or moved.

I started unconsciously to deform my room to a different place while mixing it with some sort of time travel. Anybody who travels astral knows, that time travel is possible.

So the first littly change did nothing accept causing a bit greenish light to appear in the room. Suddenly was i was back in my body but i didnt woke up, instead i was checking the reaction to my body.

Ive had read a little text yesterday where Carlos Castaneda claimed, that we forget what we did in our dreams because of a fear mechanism which was caused automatically by our body… Maybe i was testing it unwillingly?

After doing the change a second time, ive felt little vibrations on my skin and a bit allertness came up, but it dropped immediately after i stopped.

It was a „test it and switch to body to see what the reaction will be“ – thing.

Now the third time, i changed the whole room and everything was shaking, it was a bit loud and short before changing everything including the bed where my body slept, i switched back to it and my pillow dropped down from my head and i dont know how when my head was on it.

I was shaking like hell and my sweat was intense while only my lower body was covered.

I absolutely knew that the change of the room happend astral, but when i switched back, my physical body was feeling the difference and we all know the instincts of survival… I have never felt a greater fear after i woke up. I thought my body would ripp to thousand pieces too..

While i felt nothing astral, no fear of death or whatever, my body was feeling all of it. But i didnt forgot what happend… So does fear really play a role ?

But i did realise that my memory was fading away from the details.

Our body’s or lets say brain, posess the ability to bring everything down to our unconscioussness.

Here’s my theory:

If we often act unconsciously in our dreams, and we act consciously when we are awake, (while we forget what we did in these worlds) wouldnt that mean the existence of a wall between these both ?

I mean why cant we remember in our dreams, what we actually did in the physical world? Why is our consciousness drifting away?

These question get answered in our new book:

The Selection Bar of Our Dreams

Hello Everyone,

Today’s topic is about the switchboard of our dreams which I will explain and what this is all about and what connections it could possibly have.

This experience has happened to me twice now.

I fell asleep in the evening and woke up in the middle of the night, slightly disorientated I looked around and turned to my side again, as soon as I closed my eyes, there was a screen in front of me and I was apparently subconsciously active.

This screen looked almost similar to a PC screen but there was only one bar with almost four sub-points and I could only scroll down mentally. Greenish appearance and symbols, unreadable for me, despite clear mind. It was as if I had landed in my dream list for this night!

Although I was completely unconscious, it seemed as if I knew this place completely by heart. The screen was in front of me but outside of it I could still see parts of my pillow and blanket. I didn’t know what to choose at first because I didn’t see anything that could describe the whole thing, so I just chose the last one and I ended up in the same dream where I had stopped…

Time had probably stopped there as it happens with many dreams, and it only continues when you enter it again.

The interesting thing was that as my unconsciousness increased, I still knew what I was doing as if by looking more closely I could see which dreams were available.

And I also knew that if I clicked on something else, the dream from before would not restart or reset, but the next time it would still be dreamt at the beginning. As if there were multiverses in the middle of the dream levels and that even if it may seem 1:1 like the same dream, it would be a different one.

The second time it happened the same way but this time there were twelve to thirteen choices, again they all looked the same but this time it was a bit strange.

When I clicked on one of the bars, I saw that four of them where all the same dreams and also four more of a different dream, the top three were different again.

I chosed the second from below and I remember that nothing happened at first and after three felt seconds, I simply went to sleep in blackness, woke up and wanted to go back to that state, but I never went back there since.

I think that these screens exist in the middle of a special grid. My guess is that there are screens for dreams and astral journeys where you can go to see what you want to experience but it is all pre- determined.

Each of these existing screens is like a folder for a whole collection of dreams or experiences and they complement each other like a film.

Although they can be totally different. Also, the screen for astral travel is the one that is really „real“, with which you can actually take your soul into other realities and never return. Those who have been there before will know what I mean.

There is a main screen (astral, which is also a way out of the matter of everything) and the – let’s call it „dream screen“, which is a subordination in 3 to 4D. While the main screen is 5D and higher.

The main screen can only be visited with your consciousness/soul which is bodyless. When I was in this cocoon and flew out of the astral world, it looked very different and I knew that I was far away at that time. You could say that I was between floors of other dimensions …In the main server room with full admin rights …but as soon as i woke up, i knew that it was determined for me to be there at that time, for a short amount of time, while chosing the same world again and coming back.

More information is available in the previous blogs!

Have you ever experienced something like this ? Write it in the comments below, we are curious! 

More research is being done and as soon as I know something new ill let you know.

The above mentioned is only my guess and should not be taken over 1:1! I share my experiences with you, go out and make your own! 😄

Until next time friends 

Co – Author A.M.