The Astral Void, part 2

Star Date 06.13.2023

I was sleeping on the floor of someone’s room. I think it was my cousin Alison but it’s sketchy now. From the floor of that room I traveled to my sister Anne’s room. (I don’t know where she lived or how far it was. It may have been across the street or across the country. I also don’t know where Alison lived.) In Anne’s room there was a baby sleeping on the floor. The baby’s name was Rose.

The purpose of my trip was to hold Rose, so I sat down on the floor and picked her up on my lap. She started babbling and smiling. (In the dream I understood what she was saying but I don’t remember now what she said.) That woke up Anne and her friend.

Anne was in bed with another girl in a lesbian relationship. (That isn’t relevant to the rest of the dream but my mind made a point of noticing it.) The friend started screaming but I calmed her down by explaining that I wasn’t really there, physically. I was only an astral projection. I told Anne that I had been somewhere else already tonight. (In the dream I told them where that other place had been, but I don’t remember now what I told them about where I went first.) Anne and her friend started poking at me to see if I was there in form or not and I actually was there, physically, which surprised me too.

Then the scene kind of switched to a movie or something. Some Mexican guy with his hair slicked back comes into the room and starts telling Anne to come with him. He’s waving a knife around. So I use the force (or some form of telekinesis) and knock him to the floor by raising my arm. Then I start moving his hand and the knife towards his head but I stop for some reason.

Then the cops show up and take the guy away. I tell them about the other guy that I knocked through the door and into the hall. (I don’t remember when the other guy came in and when I did that.) The cop acknowledged that they already had him in custody.

Then, I woke up at 3:34 am, on earth, in my bed, and started writing this down.