Sitnam's Stories IV

I'll be honest, I didn't expect to write more. At least not any time soon. This will be three separate experiences, two in dreamland, one during my waking moments. Mods, I felt at least two were worthy of the Encounters subject but feel free to move this wherever is most appropriate. Before beginning, I'd like to emphasize that it was not even a few months ago where the entire concept of "aliens" scared the absolute bejeebus out of me, even with the things I had already seen and experienced in the years leading up to now. There was no logic behind it, it just did. Like a phobia where even the cartoon visual image of a grey (sorry bros) made me deeply uncomfortable. As a result, I am still largely unfamiliar with a lot of "UFO lore", which I personally found to be a boon in finding and keeping up with the site after hearing how "incorrect" a lot of it is. I mention all this because of the subject matter of my dreams I'll be describing here shortly. I have been journalling many of the recent experiences. Not just dreams but all sorts. Many are still personal enough where I won't be sharing, and some of them I sense it's not quite relevant yet. Today, I'll be posting these entries largely as-is in a bid to help illustrate some of my tone or thought process as I experienced it, in addition to any context or insights I may have gained since then and/or a reader might need to understand what I'm talking about. (Also, minor language warning.)

Part A: First Dream, 3-25-25.

Journal entry below. For some minor context, by this point in time I had been practicing what I've come to know as "dream work" which is done by setting an intent before bed, such as seeking clarity or insight on something. Anyways, the dream, written minutes after waking up: .. Odd dream. Reminded me of others.

It's fading, but I recall looking out the window.

There were...

So... Many things. Tentacled jellyfish shaped objects exploding into infinite geometric shapes of blues and violets. Vessels in the sky.

I recall remembering in the moment how I have had dreams like this before, usually I've labelled them as alien invasions and there's a sense of dread or fear. I still felt it, but it faded quickly; just echoes of my feelings the last time I had such dreams.

I grew emboldened. I recall now looking away from the window as a tall grey(?) makes his entrance into the room I was in.

I think I had a couple mental blocks going, though. He had the body of a tallish grey, I remember actually feeling brave enough to look at this being and take in the sight of a lot of its bodily features, but what looked like the face of the robot from iRobot? (lmfao). I believe we spoke. But, unlike usual for my dreams and maybe thus notably, my memory doesn't recall any of the audio. I don't remember the rest of the dream, if there was any.

I woke up and it was 1-ish PM. I didn't have any bad feelings of the dream upon waking. In fact, my first thought was "What an interesting dream, oh shit what time is it?" (I had a meeting at 3)

Before bed, I recall setting the intention to get some answers or insights pertaining to myself and some personal things. While I can't say for certain, I inexplicably feel *satisfied* (understanding some of these insights will have to reveal themselves in time via intuition), I woke up with the faint sense some questions were answered. .. Here is a quick doodle of one of the previously described tentacled jellyfish.

In addition to the above, my workplace provided an interesting synchronicity that night. Where I work, we have this very fancy main lobby. It's usually only noticed after-hours, but our main lobby has LED "mood lighting" that the guys will sometimes theme (green for St. Patrick's Day, orange Halloween, pink Valentine's, red/green Christmas, etc) and for some inexplicable reason tonight they chose the exact colors of the jellyfish, and even had it set to pulse similarly! This was also the first time I've even seen them choose this color scheme and I've been here for years.

Part B: Strange Shopping Experience

The following occurred on 4-5-25 while I was out shopping. Lately, I have felt sensations - mostly from my third eye - when out and about, especially around crowds. Normally, I choose a passive approach to the sensation. Information, "something is happening" and nothing more. I don't actively "engage" with the sensations or try to seek out the cause. Sometimes, I get a little headache or even an electric sensation on my head or my ear starts ringing... I know what it implies, and I'll analyze each time it happens as it occurs, but I still don't really choose to "engage". Anyways, the following was added to my journal as I got home: .. It's been almost 2 hours since this occurred. I'm weak, energetically. And I'm still shaking slightly.

I was shopping. A major chain store but not very full given the time I was out shopping. While walking through the store, I was in the dairy isle, and I felt pressure in my eardrums. Y'know, that ear pop sensation when flying? Like that, somewhat. A little painful but I ignored it and went on with getting my foodstuffs.

About... 15 or so minutes later we're headed toward checkout and I'm gunna try my best to list the symptoms, but it was kind of overwhelming.

To put it simply, I felt like I was metaphysically punched in the face because it happened so briefly and yet all at once:

• Parts of it all felt... I want to say "electric".

• My ears stuffed up entirely, I couldn't hear the outside world at all.

• A low-pitched ringing or hum, primarily in my left ear, became the only noise I could perceive.

• My chest felt tight; my heart sank. My stomach dropped.

• I became extremely dizzy, and my legs nearly wanted to give out, and I felt if I were a weaker being I may have collapsed onto the floor in that moment. I pushed on, and despite not 'knowing' how, I attempted to regain control of the situation or at least regain my senses and balance.

I regained my composure quickly enough that my wife didn't take notice. But she did notice that I was a bit shaken after the fact. .. The moment felt strange. New. I was left feeling drained. Similar to when I got carried away and overworked myself while practicing energy work. A large part of my psionic attributes seems to come from my chest/solar plexus and heart region. As the day progressed into night, I largely recovered but this lingering... weak or fatigued feeling? Emptiness? - Like I wasn't quite "recharged" yet - was still there in my solar plexus/chest region when I went to bed. Onto the next, and final, part, which occurred hours later.

Part C: Another Dream

Brief Introduction but only for context. Some of you may recall an earlier story on mine in Sitnam's Stories I - where about a decade ago I discovered the concept of Lucid Dreaming, attempted it, and met a colloquially called "hag" entity. I have never made the attempt to Lucid Dream again after that event, nor have I achieved it since. This one is quite long as I tried to log every detail I could. Written in my journal immediately after waking up: .. Woah. I'm gunna try my best to log it all.

Evidently, I think I was dreaming.

Lucid Dreaming?

With movie night finished, and my solar plexus still feeling "off" from today's earlier encounter at the store, I went to bed with the idea that I'd be performing some dream work. I set the intention that I had more questions I wanted answered, and that I either want to feel recharged or I might even be in need of an attunement. Hold up, "attunement"? Why would I ask for that? It just sort of... slipped in while making my statement of intent. I found that an odd request to make as I made it, knowing myself, but I figured "Y'know what? Whatever works, I wouldn't remember it anyways."

I fall asleep around 2 am.

I wake up, the dog needs to go out. I go downstairs and let him out. I look at the clock and its around 3:16 am. I let him back in and return to bed. I re-set my intentions and go back to the dream work request.

I wake up again, and I head downstairs for reasons I can't fully recall now. I find myself in my wife's office with the bay window that faces the street. I look out the window, mistaking the nearby streetlight as - I dunno - a War Of The Worlds tripod or something. But it was just a streetlamp. I keep staring outside the window as I ponder about how in many of my dreams involving NHI they often/always start with me looking out the window. I also recall thinking back on Eve's recent post and all the forms NHI can take. That's when I see a helicopter approach my view in the sky.

The helicopter gets closer, and I realize it's not a traditional helicopter but rather an older pick-up truck with a helicopter rotor on top!? It circles around and lands on the street in front of my house. I see some sort of large device in the bed of the truck filled with other such devices. A man jumps out the driver's seat and grabs the device, which was roughly the size of a large mini-fridge, and hauls it around the side of the house that the room had no windows for.

I feel I innately know what this is: I'm being visited. I run back upstairs to my room - not to hide from it but to make it as easy on myself as possible. I try to close my bedroom door, but I couldn't as the door frame was suddenly too wide leaving a roughly 6 or 7-inch gap. I spend maybe only a couple seconds admiring the oddity when I feel my world shift, things took on a slightly yellow hue and it was like the visual resolution was dropping down to a 16-bit filter.

I figure the device they hauled around the side is now activating. I rush into bed, take off my glasses, and close my eyes - peeking every so often (I couldn't resist). At one point I roll over slightly and take another peak at the door. I think I saw a 4 or 5-foot-tall grey figure but between the glasses off and my taking only the briefest of peeks I wasn't sure. Once I thought I saw the figure, I kept my eyes shut and my body still.

I hear.... Laughter. These are... Children? My mind labelled the giggles as belonging to small greys. I keep my eyes closed but recall taking one more peak, only to see nothing. Probably for the best. I sense them grow serious as what I figure was them beginning the procedure.

Y'know how when you're at the dentist and they use those teeth drills on a well-numbed tooth? The sensation? It was like that, but in my brain. A loud, loud high-pitched noise similar to the drill and an... intense pinching feeling? I wanted to grimace, and I probably did in the moment once or twice, but I stayed calm and allowed it to happen. The giggles continued as they see it going smoothly. I try my best not to move. At some point, however, I realized I hadn't rolled back over since I peeked a figure in the room and my mind starts racing a little while the procedure continued. "Should... I roll back over? Should I just stay still? Should I flip over entirely? Surely this has to be a weird angle as it currently is, right?" I felt like the situation was a blend of thinking, "Is this surgery going ok?", and, "Does my hairstylist prefer I look up, or down?"

After some time, it finally ends. I relax, and I hear something along the lines of, "Hopefully the [£^¢€¥¢] system doesn't take much recalibration, we'll be back for more adjustment if so". I also remember the word "armor" at some point and I recall being told (like, in my mind's eye) of some website I now don't remember but was some sort of informational source. I dunno what exactly was done, but it sounded like I was just.... bolstered, enhanced in some way. I sense the device outside shut off, and assume they loaded up into the truck ship and flew off. I didn't check. I get up and see the time is now earlier, 2:19 am. The encounter was wild as is, so with the visitors gone I pull out my journal and start writing this part of the experience in detail.

The visitors now gone; I continue to wonder what had just happened. I get up and check the door and the door shuts proper again. I walk into the hallway, and I think on what was said and for some reason my thoughts go to.... "So... can ... I fly then?" I feel a whirling wind around me and to my surprise, I levitate! I glide back down onto my feet. I run into the bedroom and wake my wife. She's sleepily wondering what the heck I'm on about, so I say, "Watch, watch!" And I levitate again in front of her. She's confused. I land and ask her, "Name a candy", and she suggests M&Ms. I clasp my hands together and imagine M&Ms in my hand and I feel them filling my clasped hands. I open them to reveal a small mountain of unmarked M&Ms in my hand. I eat one and offer her some. I ask her to suggest another, and she suggests something but I didn't know what that was in the moment and tried anyways. I ended up making minty Babe Ruths sans wrappers. She hates those so I touched it with my finger and turned the mint filling into chocolate.

I wanted to keep experimenting. I levitate a nearby container by imagining the same process I did for myself but channeled to the object. I wonder if I could do anything else. As my wife watches, I say, "check this shit out" and I make finger guns and pew-pew out little lasers, which wows her. I also tried going invisible and asking wife if I succeeded, but I guess she wasn't able to hear me when I did, among other things.

I head downstairs, and catch my reflection in the mirror, I'm not me. Huh, I must've gotten carried away at some point. But first, I create clone of myself as is and sure enough another of this form, forms. I continue the test by removing it and it sinks into the floor. Then I look back in the mirror and change my features to be more like my current self.

...And then I wake up, again. Actually, I transition to waking up very smoothly. Opening my eyes it felt like coming out of a deep meditation and I transitioned seamlessly to actual awake. I had to rewrite what I already wrote in my journal though, so that's annoying.

Notably, I feel... better, recharged. That weakness in the solar plexus feeling I was left with after today's store event is but a memory now. .. I ended up keeping that energy the rest of the day. Not bad for only 2 hours of sleep. But that's it. That's all I got this time. I guess you could say I don't fear these things anymore. Oh, and lucid dreaming? Crazy. Loved it. Felt like a sandbox to analyze psionic powers without all the blockers active. Until next time.