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im so bored, will people just post on here stuff about "psychic" experiences theyve had? or you know, anything dealing with synchronicity? i dont quite know how i feel about psychic abilities, but i think i have some that i dont quite understand and id really like to get to know them better and reading your guys experiences might help me. talk about psychic dreams too. and past lives. can the dead visit us in dreams? is astral projection even real? i feel like its possible to pick on pattern like premonitions dealing with synchronicty or is that talk of a crazy person? i just want to read peoples thoughts. not necesarily opinions... more thoughts. and analyze this dream if you want:

i am a scientist/detective (thats how it felt)and i had a partner/assistant (how he felt to me) that didnt talk much. i was in control. i was doing some sort of test/experiment and the subject was like a twenty somethingish female. (no idea what the test was or the facts i was gathering.) i gatehr facts from her. follow her around everywhere she goes. ask her any question that pops into mind. she mustve gotten away from me, cause i remember running through a field. the grass was green i really remember the greean grass and the colors around me. i caught up with her and she was with some like boxy hisbanic dude all blinged out like, chico coulda been tatooed on his chest under his wifebeater.. but really nice coat. i feel like shes trying to get something past me that she thinks i would want to know about but she doesnt want me to know. (for the experiment i had to know everything going on with her for the duration). i was obsesive about it because i was aware that i had tested her before and because i hadnt been so anal the experiment failed. i had the same partner then. but in my dream, it felt like i had been remembering a time in an alternate reality or like different demension. my subject had been the same subject then, and the same in the memory of the alternate reality, but this time around she was not aware that she was being tested. when i caught up to her i probably said something like "where are you going?" and she wanted me to leave her alone and there was a sense of bickering between us. suddenly my silent assistant/partner pulls out.. a pistol and hes pointing it at chico and my subject squeals somethign like "what are you doing!" and i say it too, shocked. and he shoots chico in the stomache and we all just stand there, chico doubles over grabbing his beer.

belly, my subject is totally freaking out, i go what did you do that for?? and hes just standing there still holding the gun out. suddenly chico stands back up while pulling out this massive not of this earth gun with a terrible look on his face my assistant grabs me by the hand andwe start running as fast as we can and my assistant now seems like a completely different person than me. this guy is chasing us, as we run away, i hear my subject go 'OH my GOD...WHERE are you FROM?! were running through a baseball park maybe, because i distinctly remember bleachers. i think it MIGHTVE been the baseball park i lived next to for about 6 months. thats it

Personally, I think fishi is cool as shit ... her words are completely synchronized with Piscean thoughts .. all, everywhere, above/below/inbetween.

Here's a dream I had fishi .. not sure exactly when, but, I posted it on the Dream bored a year and a half ago .. so, I probably had just dreamt it at that time.


There was this invisible doorway, a rip in reality, that nobody in the room could see, or detect in any way. A group of people who's faces were strange, however, I recognized them anyway .. maybe 5 or 6 people, including me, were just sitting on couches. Suddenly, the density of the air changed, like as if it were a hot, humid day and you can actually "see" the air being thick .. through this thickness, a woman appeared .. young, gorgeous .. however, with her came a foul smell, the room was filled, we were all gagging .. she didn't seem to notice that there was an odour .. once she came through, with this smell, the whole room brightened up .. the unpainted walls looked fresh, all dust was gone, it was as though she brought forth with her a youth and vitality of everything, that is, except this horrible odour.

She spoke and her words came out like a song, a sweet melody .. however, I couldn't exactly hear the words, rather, they were an impression inprinted into my psyche .. she was saying that she was very, very old, had been trapped somewhere for ages, she didn't know where this "place" was, but, now she was free. She was thanking us for setting her free.

This rip in reality was still present, eventhough she walked away from the spot and I realized that this had always been there .. just human physical eyes just hadn't comprehended that not all shadows were actual shadows. I see a shadow, I assume that something is blocking the path of light .. there was always a shadow in this place and my conscious mind just never pondered further to realize that nothing was there to cause the shadow and at night, I couldn't see it anyway.

My dream skipped to later, I was somewhere else, and I saw a shadow that was not a natural occurance. I stepped near it and lingered in the invisible doorway. Finally, I got the courage to go through .. I ended up at another location. It was a big building, some sort of huge gathering of people were in there .. they were dressed funnily, clothing I didn't recognize .. I knew I was out of time. Everybody in the room was in awe of me .. I must have looked brilliantly spectacular, just like the lady .. only immediately, they all covered their noses and started fanning their hands and books in front of their faces .. I knew that I had this horrible smell with me ..

..... that was a valid trade-off that I had previously considered in my brain. To be young again, I would trade anything.



However, what I didn't know, because with the lady that came into the room .. I had left while she still there, or rather, my dream shifted so I never knew what happened further with the lady .. that, once I left this building of gathered people and went outside into the sunlight .. I rapidly decayed .. I woke up frantic because in my dream, I was actually like a thousand years old and looked it.

haha thanks bijou thats what i was thinking haha lol can you read the word "b-o-r-e-d"? i have insomnia too lpity? 4: i need to be able to look at psychic abilities within myself as well as i can look at my ability to do multiplication. if they are truly abilities which i house and i belive i do, i want to know them, be as familiar with them as any other part of myself and get them under control and harness them.. otherwise if i dont, nervous engery and anxiety could take a toll.


pangel- i read your dream before on the dream board. i was very interested in it and have had a lot of thoughts about it but noone that i will put into the physical world. my moon is taurus, and ive read that the moon is more involved with dreams. knowing that i have a taurus moon offers a BIT of insight but not much. im wondering if perhaps that was a past life i dreamt of? or an example of living life in awareness that it is not the first time we have lived?

fishi ... I'm quite certain that when we sleep, our minds are experiencing life of the soul, on different levels, different physcial lives spent, and even future events in a life we haven't lived yet.