Orange 4th Dimensional Being

 Some days you go to the Universes. Some days they come to you.

I awoke to find myself staring at a demon or 4^th dimension being. Its head was poised on a long muscular neck. I could not see the rest of it but it appeared to be a cross between a cat and a dog with tiny shell shaped ears. It had no skin. All the muscles and ligaments were visible and oozing slime. My, but it did have huge teeth and a lot more than a dog or cat. It was a deep orange. The Kartika under my pillow was comforting and the thought of it caused the thing to withdraw and disappear.

Once my stupor was dispersed, I turned on my back and was shocked to see a swirling portal about ten inches in diameter on the ceiling. I often see them but what startled me about this one was that it was orange, the same orange as the demon.

I wondered who would send a demon of that kind to me. It takes a bit of skill and a lot of stupidity. If you were going to win a bargain with a demon, you would have already won the Lotto several times and be relaxing on a beach somewhere with little concern for me.

I had no trouble thinking of a plethora of dumb people who would pay someone to conjure one not knowing that the conjurer was going to shift the smut onto them.

You never win with a demon. The best you can hope for is stalemate or a truce. You see, demons like their payments immediate. They do not like to be in debt to anyone. Their price is always very high. They are not human. They do not think like humans. They do not feel like humans. They really hate to be bound and once free, they go after the person responsible for the binding, not necessarily the one who bound them. It is on the return they are most likely to get free.

My particular specialty is unbinding.

Arabic Lions

1?......said Ningee.

I had a dream and I have no idea what the symbolism means but I have a feeling it is important to someone out there so here goes.

I am looking into a cave and it is filled with lions laying down beside a small stream. There are even more lions in the background until the whole cave is filled with them.

An Arab man drops a small dog into the midst of the lions and my first thought is they will tear the little dog to pieces but the lions barely raise their heads and the little dog scampers over them and runs out the mouth of the cave which is fitted with a huge arched wooden door. That is when I realize they are too weak from hunger to chase the little dog.

I am then outside with two men who I think have food for the lions if they can get to them in time. There is an old man and a middle aged typical American spy type. The old man is leading us through the desert to this mountain. When we get to the side of the mountain, he puts his hand on a stone door in the side and says that this mountain is the pride of his country: the iguana mountain.

I am thinking that there are no iguanas here but I smile tell him it is beautiful. The younger American knocks on the door and an Arab opens it with a rifle saying he is going to kill all of us. The old man quickly disarms him and breaks his neck. Another Arabic man with a rifle is right behind the first and tells us to get into the cave.

The room we enter is an old office set up with an older Arabic man behind an old wooden desk with a corded phone. I can tell the old man (our guide) is trying to get close enough to disarm the one younger man who is the one who turned the little dog loose in the lion's cave. He is threatening to throw us in with the lions. I am trying to get the American spy type to tell him about the train car full of meat we have for the lions but instead this idiot says he has a subscription to a magazine about it.

That is when I realize there is no meat. Then there is a knock at the door and the American spy says not to bother getting up, he'll get it. He goes to the door and opens it and he is looking at himself on the outside. He dejectedly shuts the door and says it was nothing but the wind.

I think I am about to be thrown to the lions when I realize the lions are now too weak from starvation to even eat me. They would have to be hand fed.

The older Arab asks the younger one why he brought the pride of their country here just so they would starve to death.

They Know

They Know

I awoke suddenly at about 5:15 AM and struck out at something screaming. There was a golden orb about a foot in diameter, six feet off the ground hovering next to my bed with an arm reaching out of it. I was slapping at the arm. The arm retracted and I swear it was floating there looking at me for about 20 seconds. Napoleon ran over an inserted himself between it and I. It just disappeared.

Napoleon laid next to me blocking it. The animals know at a cellular memory level what is going on. That is why they are acting so strangely around the globe. You need one to alert you and just maybe protect you.

I thought about going back to sleep but I just knew the thing was still around so I got some orange juice. There is nothing like a sudden change in your Ph level to throw something seeking your bio-signature off. After about 15 minutes I went back to sleep.

I awoke at 7:15 AM and the golden orb was back but this time it was floating fast down the hall. I think I shall stay up until full light and then nap. They don't like full light but I have seen the golden ones at noon so it may still be about.

Suspended Between Dimensions

WOWSIES!

I have never had this happen and it was, well, WOW.

I was in one of the multiple dimensions in time where the events of my life are just a little different from here but the locations are the same. In that dimension, I graduate from my first college instead of returning home and going back to college in my late 30's. I have never been there at any physical time except late afternoon (dusk) and night.

When I awoke, it was 7:30 AM EST time here...I didn't know that.

I didn't have my eyes open. I was seeing an effect like a cracked egg and the light through the cracks was blinding and very yellow. I felt like I was being hit with prickles of electricity over my entire body but in a totally orderly pattern. I held on as long as I could in this in between state. I could feel nothing, not the bed, my clothing, my pillow nor Napoleon (my cat) next to me, just this pattern of electrical prickles like a grid. 

Good Goddess, Tesla was right. The border between dimensions is one big electrical field existing between every living thing and thing and the dimension they/it are anchored in. To tap that would give free electricity to every person on the planet.

And on top of that, my brain is not settled and I can barely spell. I am totally dyslexic in my worst state. 

Now I know why I have never been in that dimension at noon. It would be blinding.

Here or there?

I awoke at 9 AM on the 3rd of October, 2012 to a single note being played on a Native American flute. The difference between that and a normal flute is the Native American one's notes are flats. At first I thought something was wrong with the air conditioner but the note was clearly coming from the north. Then I heard a cat scream like it was dying and tried my best to get out into the rest of the house to see what was going on. I was really groggy and stiff.

I saw nothing amiss and managed to stumble back to bed. I had only slept a few hours and almost immediately again the cat screamed. This time I was more limber and awake and checked the entire house only to find nothing but sleeping cats. George reported later he, too, had heard the scream but not the flute.

I lie there for a few minutes and would hear the single note on and off from a great distance and fell right off to sleep.

In my dream, I was talking to what appeared a spirit guide with a large deformed head. There were two others of them and they were picking up two people, a man and a woman in a helicopter from the roof of what they identified as the Bank of America building. I believe a third being was transporting me as the other four seemed unaware I was there. When we arrived at the roof, I noticed there was no helicopter and that the two guides had turned into dragons. They resembled the Chinese dragons, wingless and about 15 long total, the bodies about 8 or 9 feet. They easily levitated and we were taken to the top of a mountain/dead volcano in the Caribbean.

The Dragons put each person down. The yellow/orange dragon was in charge of the woman and the woman turned into a smaller dragon. She immediately bowed her head. My dragon/guide asked what I thought of them and I said I didn't approve of having to bow to anyone. He quickly explained that she wasn't bowing. The energy or power of the older larger dragon was such that she could not look directly at it.

The brown dragon kept the man in human form and told him to go down through the opening at the top of the mountain and turn the machine off. The man looked down and asked how he was supposed to get all the way down there. The dragon gave him a shove off the edge and he floated down. The man then asked which machine and the dragon said to just turn all the knobs. There were multiple racks containing what looked almost like black mason jars that were the machine. Keep in mind my mind was trying to interpret something so foreign to it that it was turning it into these racks of mason jars. The man once said, "but which one?" The brown dragon levitated him out of the cavern and said "what do you mean?" The man said, "There must be a dozen of those things down there. Which one?"

That had all the dragons looking at each other and mine said, "This is not good." The brown and yellow/orange one pushed a huge flat rock over the hole sealing it and everyone started to leave. The woman was complaining she wanted to stay as a dragon as the man she was with had kept the books well protected but he was unable to open any of them. The man wanted to return as a human. The dragon with me suddenly said, "Romney is just evil."

I awoke to a trilling like someone playing a scale on a harp. It was went about 3 times and I was wide awake laying in bed wondering what was going on as there is nothing in the house that can make that sound. Much to my shock, it was 6 PM.

The sound that put me to sleep and the sound that awoke me was definitely in this dimension and time. George also heard the cat scream. None of my cats were even awake. Any thoughts???

Sun World

In this world, the sun is so strong that life on the surface is impossible. People live in caves, caverns and underground. They travel from location to location by waiting for clouds to arrive and block the sun light. Then they travel with the cloud to the next location. My visitor, whose mind I was inhabiting, was amazed at how the native knew where the cloud was going and how fast it was moving, so he asked.
The native replied that he preferred the Central Cloud Forecasting but others used different services. That sort of knocked my visitor for a loop and that was when I found out more about this world.
The huge eyes that the natives appeared to have were actually implanted shields that domed over their eye sockets. These shields are screens that computer data is projected onto from an outside source. So, he was actually getting a forecast of the cloud speed and direction on this screen.
However, these screens are much more than just a nice computer monitor. It turns out that although my host was only seeing a world in which everything was a uniform bland color and every chair and table and plate and cup was the same, what the native saw was determined by the program they had purchased. In other words, the base structures were exactly the same everywhere, but if you liked Tudor style bedroom furniture in dark green, your program caused you to see that base furniture in that style and anyone entering your living space "saw" that style and color. You purchased programs and decorated with them rather than actually using resources for anything to be manufactured. That gave you complete artistic freedom over your environment.
The sunlight was so strong that solar cells accumulated energy from reflected light rather than direct sunlight. Plants were  grown inside the cave and once again, the food product was uniform but you purchased not only the appearance program but the flavor program so you appeared to be eating a varied meal.
The clouds formed in the atmosphere, I am no weather scientist so bear with me, out of moisture, dirt and a metallic substance they had once spread in the upper atmosphere for the purpose of reflecting the sunlight and keeping the surface from heating to such a point that they would be where they are today. At one time, they lived on the surface and the planet had a temperate climate. But, the stuff they tried to use turned out to reflect the sunlight in all directions, not just form a barrier, and the result was they amplified the sunlight rather than reducing it. Now this stuff becomes magnetized and with dust and dirt forms the dark clouds that roam across the planet until the charge dissipates and they scatter back into the atmosphere. When they form, their shadow blocks the light enough to allow travel across the planet for short distances. They move at very differing rates depending on wind speed so prediction services track their predicted paths and life spans to determine whether travel is possible. You can be stranded in the light and die if the prediction is wrong. Travel is not something anyone does unless they absolutely have to get somewhere.
The level of metal in the atmosphere prevents any real communication between colonies, so they have professional travelers that risk their lives moving between colonies with all the scientific advances, news and programs as couriers. Real long distance travel is impossible. At night the temperatures drop so rapidly, everything out on the surface fast freezes.