“Instead of focusing my will towards an impossible scream, I intend to try telepathy”

This is actually something I have been trying when I feel that a spirit is pinning or manipulating my body. I try what I call a “mind blast” technique where I send a lot of energy down a narrow telepathic channel to the entity. After doing this I can immediately move my body and the presence goes away. I realize not everyone can do this but I thought I’d put my two cents in.

Although hypnagogia explains my condition to an extent, none of the occurrences i have had my the alleged “clairaudient” match up to any explanations or theories.

Its always happening when i am at low energy, usually when i am starting to dose off but am completely awake. a state of twilight or complete relaxation, and haven’t begun the phase of unawareness of outside stimuli. Everything i hear is clear as day and makes since to an extent, almost as if you were fumbling through an old radio searching for stations and only heard sentence after sentence of different voices, that are right next to you, speaking into your ear if you will.

these are not the same as the rapid transmitted scattered thoughts that occur right at the beginning of REM, that make no since whatsoever, and can sound like a humming crowd of thoughts mostly muttering random words like “butterflies and peanut butter” (do a little mental recall and you’ll know exactly what I am talking about). on the contrary, these are LOUD and it can and has sounded as if someone was literally screaming into my ear. it always awakes me from my state of relaxation almost as if i was in a deep state of meditation. Hypnagogia just really doesn’t do it for me. there are far too many open questions and its almost as if this theory was conjured to create a folder in the world of sleep research for those instances that no one can explain.

im a student of psychiatry so naturally being skeptic is predominant, until my extensive research. I have always been a so called “sensitive” to paranormal activity. in fact most times i am even the least bit convinced is when someone else who knows NOTHING of what’s been occurring suddenly has the exact thing happen to them or my pets start reacting to unknown stimuli. its always an escalade, classic.

only lately after my meditation state is interrupted abruptly by a loud and sometimes negative voice do i then experience activity in, if i didn’t know better, would say direct response.

the brain is an extraordinary part of the human body and we don’t have a clue as far as I’m concerned. We’ve only just begun. I try to always remain as skeptic as possible,even when its near impossible for others around me. guess you can never really know, and for now ill continue searching, and maintaining research ..and pass by those who continue to tell me to awaken a so called “gift”.

and for what its worth, i dont drink, and and this is the only phenomena among countless that has occurred in a meditation like state. most are during the day, and with others (also skeptical)around me. in fact, it doesnt have to be any particular location, i have literally watched objects move “by themselves”. but thats for another topic.

thanks for reading.

science doesn’t deal in absolutes, and there is always room for change or error. that’s what’s so great about science and its research methodology.

that said, there is a LOT of scientific research into sleep disorder and sleep patterns, and there is FAR more conclusive evidence for science-based sleep-related “paranormal” experiences than there are alien or spirit related ones.

in fact, there is ZERO science-based evidence for the alien / spirit night visits.

hey, this “the whole family walked out of the tent and was abducted” anecdote is interesting. i don’t suppose the event was reported to the authorities and physical exams conducted afterward, and the cynic in me just can’t help but wonder if a book is in the works.

Having the same type of dreams and/or hallucinations can be the byproduct of some psychological effect (good or bad).

If you never experienced anything paranormal in your home before, chances are that what you experience while sleep is not a paranormal event. Most likely the way your body reacts.

Although I am reminded of the “Grave’s End” book. In which the author describes sparse paranormal events in her home, but also suffered from the “Old Hag Syndrome” often. Her home is said to be haunted.

Check out the book here:

http://ghosttheory.com/books/gravesend.html

First off, thank you for sharing your story with the rest of us.

In my article I did not mean to say that life outside our planet is null. I was talking about the possibility of using Hypnagogia as an explanation for some (or most) abductions.

Your story is down right scary as it is strange. One could chalk this up to a Hypnagogic event, but the fact that your younger brother experience something like what you did can mean other things.

It would be interesting to document a Hypnagogic state like yours, while the subject tries to gain focus and control. If you manage to, let us know.

thanks!

My experiences begin with a frightening dream, always of ghosts, haunted houses and/or possessions. In the dream, I would be experiencing a haunting of some kind, in which whenever the ghost was in my presence i would find it difficult to breathe and i would eventually pass out. ‘Passing out’ in the dream would wake me in real life still with the difficulty of breathing. At this point i would try to move to make breathing easier and would find that i am somehow restricted and that i could not breathe as it felt as though something was lying on top of me as though someone was sitting on my chest and my arms and legs are tied. My immediate reaction is to scream out for help or reach out for my partner lying next to me, but am unable to do so. Eventually through struggling and forcingmy self to scream or move the feeling goes away. I have never ’seen’ anything out of the ordinary during an episode, but am aware that during this time i am completely awake and everything around me seems normal.

However, the first time this ever happened, my sister at the same time heard someone calling my name, and came in not long after to find out who it was that was sneaking into my bed room at night…!

Until i approached someone about my experiences and had sleep paralysis explained to me I truly believed that a ghost or spirit was trying to smother me to death, and hearing stories experienced from others, I am still not truly convinced that something parnormal is happening, especially when so many have the exact same ‘hallucinations’….?

Regardless of my own personal opinions, I’ve had a single Hypnagogic episode (that I can recall without a good hypnotherapist, at any rate) and although it happened over 20 years ago, I can resurrect it with startling clarity, despite its inherent surrealism.

Coincidentally or not, the house I was living in at the time (I was 18 and only months away from moving out on my own) was considered “haunted” due to the wild variety of strange incidents experienced by myself, my mother and sisters. On this particular August night, I remember it was inordinately hot. In my room in the finished attic, the window beside my bed was open, but there was not a breeze to be had. I was just laying there, almost willing the sheer, gauzy summer curtains to stir with the promise of wind when they suddenly shot straight out, horizontal above the floor, as if a hurricane were switched on outside the window.

I was amazed, awed and then…afraid. Once the amusement at seeing the impossibility of those curtains standing at attention passed (and it passed right quickly, mind you) I became instantly cognizant of the fact that something was NOT RIGHT. At this point, the foot of my bed began sliding wildly right, then left, as if it were on wheels. I was pinned to the mattress and suddenly aware that I could not move. I was so scared! I tried repeatedly to muster my voice, to scream to my mother in the next room, but not a sound came out of my mouth.

Beyond the foot of my bed were the stairs coming up into my room. There was a 3 foot rod-iron gate along the length of floor that overlooked the stairway, and to my horror I saw that SOMETHING was making its way upstairs, into my room! I couldn’t move, I couldn’t scream and I KNEW I wasn’t asleep.

The thing that came into my room looked to me like a full grown person all hunched over with a black plastic drum liner over their head. Seriously, it was a squat, wide shape wearing a shiny trash bag. Oh for FFS, right? I can still see the thing in my mind’s eye, cresting the top step and pausing there as if contemplating me. Finally, as if satisfied that I could not move or make a sound, it began moving to the door way to its right that led into my mother’s room. I did not see any feet or legs or hear the half-expected crinkly sound of a plastic bag. I believe I knew even then that it was no trash bag, that my mind was simply trying to attach some meaning to this bizarre oddity before me, to make somehow common this absolute uncommon thing I was seeing.

As it slipped into my mother’s room, an instinctual, almost guttural fear welled up in me and all at once, my voice broke through the paralysis- I shouted MA! But all that came out was a croak, so I concentrated and screamed again and this time my voice rang through the dark room. Instantly the bed stopped careening back and forth and was still and the curtains fell back to their appropriate station flat against the wall.

I lifted my arm, then my legs, and then scrambled out of bed and into my mother’s room, where I awoke her from a sound sleep. Seeing her bedside clock I was dismayed to realize hours had passed since the time I was conscious of willing some wind through my window. In light of that, I chalked the whole experience up to one hell of a vivid dream and fell easily back to sleep.

But the memory stayed with me, as sharp and poignant as something that happened only yesterday. Some years back I came across Hypnagogia and the “Old Hag” stories while surfing the web and delved with great interest into the whole thing. I dismissed the old hag idea out of hand (although ironically, my younger brother described an episode much like it, right down to the thing sitting directly on his chest, as having happened to him in the same house.)

I remember seeing the movie “Phantasm” as a teenager and those little hooded ghouls in the cemetery were the closest thing to what I’d seen i could put my finger on, until I saw the movie “Communion” in particular, the scene where the short, cloaked beings entered Strieber’s bedroom prior to abducting him. Now, my father has always told me an open mind was great until you finally fell in so with that in mind, while I’ve had several equally strange experiences that run the gamut from the spiritual to precognitive events and the like, I have never said to anyone that I’ve seen an alien or a ghost. This doesn’t mean that I don’t believe such things are, indeed, possible. If they aren’t, then there are a lot of folk sharing the same sorts of hallucinations and frankly, the accounts of such experiences present some staggering evidence that SOMETHING is going on.

I’d love love love to know just exactly what!

To this day I don’t pretend to know, but something in the very core of me is beyond certain that the experience was no dream- the lucidity of it far surpasses even the most vivid gift of REM sleep. If it ever happens again? Instead of focusing my will towards an impossible scream, I intend to try telepathy, because I have questions, damn it! My curiosity for things of paranormal nature is larger than the fear of those long ago years, and I’d rather have answers than all the money in the world.

Meanwhile, in lieu of answers, I wouldn’t turn down cash…

PS: this is the first time I have ever written this story down, although I’ve pondered it a thousand and ten times, turning it over in my mind like a shiny black pearl from a necklace broken a long time ago. I’ve considered hypnotism in order to edify the events of those missing hours, as well as several other equally mystifying events from my youth that have stayed with me, but then, I don’t believe hypnosis actually works.

Imagine?

Ah yes, the “Old Hag Syndrome”.

I’ve read countless stories of these type of dreams or hallucinations. It must be terribly scary to have this type of sleep paralysis.

You brought up a good subject. People under certain medications, like the ones you were on, do report the same symptoms or visions. I did not add that to my article given that it was mainly focused on Hypnagogia during a sober state.

I hope you are doing better now. Thanks for sharing your story!