Since I've never blogged before, please bear with me while I learn this..... The purpose of the blog is to be an on-going way for folks to share their Weirdness Gone Wild experiences, questions, insights, etc. While I welcome any comments, I will edit anything inappropriate, offensive or derogatory toward another person or another person's comments.
So, for my first entry of Weirdness Gone Wild, I'll write about something happened last week.
In the 9 minutes between hitting the snooze alarm repeatedly one morning, I had an experience… I don’t know if it was a dream or what… but I wasn’t really asleep… I was gassed at a German concentration camp. There were only about 7 or 8 of us, male and female, and there was a female German officer (was there such a thing??). And she was tired of the men having all the fun of killing people, so she decided to gas some people…. Just to see what it felt like. And because she could. She wanted to feel the power. So she got a group together, and I was walking down a hallway with an elderly woman who was so sad, not that she was being gassed, but because she would never see her husband again. We were taken to a room of steel and cement that had some benches in it and we all sat around the room, waiting for the gas. I had the woman I was walking with sit next to me and put her head in my lap, and I sat stroking her hair as we waited… and that was it.
So, was it a dream or was it Memorex?? I know everyone has awakened from a dream and thought ‘wow, that seemed so real’. Well, this took that feeling one step further to a knowing that it was real. But what was real? Is it a memory? I might not know what these experiences are some times, but I know the difference between what the experiences feel like – visions, memories, traveling during meditations or during the state between sleep and wakefulness. I sure as hell don’t know what it is, but they’re not dreams….
Melissa
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