Core-Experiences

Electric Dream 1: The Hooded Being 

Paul:

“This wasn’t really like a dream as such. I remember waking up while this energy was coursing through me and as I was going through this energy thing . . . it was like I came out of my body! But there was this presence. This thing was like . . . I can’t really explain it; I can’t even say where I was. There was just me and this . . . ‘Being!’

  "I know it sounds stupid but it was like a hooded monk. I couldn’t see the face because I had a side view of this figure . . . I knew this figure; it was really strange. When I came out of my body, I felt relieved. It was like I was thinking . . . “Ah at last, I’m out.” And the emotion mixed with it was like . . . “thank God I’m out of that body.” And then to be in the presence of this ‘Being’ was weird. It seemed to know everything about me and I also knew this Being. There was total familiarity with this Being – whose face was obscured by his hood or cloak.

  "But having said this, it sounds too descriptive. I can’t remember ever seeing anything like that. It was just like an impression, not really a visual thing. The Being didn’t even look at me . . . it knew I was there but it was as if it was just listening to me. And I was acting like a religious fanatic, as if this Being was like the ‘Ayatollah’ and I was begging for mercy . . . throwing myself down on my knees . . . you know, like “I am not worthy” type of thing . . . stupid really but that’s what it was like. I wasn’t worthy to be in this Being’s presence – not because of anything I’d done, or any guilt or anything like that – it was just every emotion you could ever imagine; all happening at once . . . and in one go . . . like some kind of ‘primal scream.’ And this Being wasn’t judging, he or it was just there witnessing me go through this. And all the time this was happening, that energy was coursing up and down my body . . .”

Electric Dream 2: The Drive-in Movie

Paul:

“One of the first I remember while the ‘electrical energy phenomenon’ was happening was a dream that I was in a back of some vehicle, like a car. I was in the back seat with my wife Yvonne, who was sitting to my right. It was like she was drugged or totally ‘out of it.’ Her head was back and her mouth was wide open.

  "I’m sitting there next to her with this energy coursing up and down my body, which was filtering through from the real experience into this dream. And I’m amazed in the dream . . . you know; “here it is . . . this energy!”

  "I’m trying to look round at Yvonne, but I couldn’t actually see her – although I knew what position she was in. There was something really bad about the atmosphere. All I could think of was “why don’t she ever listen to me while I’m trying to tell her something?” I’m quite angry with her for not taking any notice of what I am trying to tell her. I’m shouting at her: “YVONNE! . . Look at what I'm going through” I'm shouting at her in my mind . . . “YVONNE!”

  "Accompanying this energy was a really low and sustained bass note . . . a deep throbbing sound. It had a tinge of evil about it like a sound track to a horror film. This low bass sound was a part of the whole atmosphere . . . a dread atmosphere. Now this vehicle we are sitting in seems to be situated in front of a large screen . . . just like a ‘drive-in movie’ . . . but I can’t remember what was being shown to us on the screen.”

Electric Dream 3: The Mad Scientist

Paul:

“This is another dream I remember, which preceded being woken by the energy. I’m lying on a table; in a sort of old-fashioned . . . these are all impressions . . . an old fashioned laboratory in Eastern Europe somewhere, or maybe Germany. Anyway, I get the feeling it’s the ‘30s’ or maybe even the 1920’s . . . anyway a long time ago. And I’m someone who looks like . . . someone along the lines of Lenin I would reckon. I’ve got a bald head and a triangular beard, and I’m some kind of eminent professor or mad scientist. I’m lying on this table with these people . . . figures, I don’t know who . . . they’re surrounding me, watching me . . . watching my every move as I lay there.

  In the dream, I had this energy coursing up and down my body. I said something to these people surrounding me . . . something like “With this power I could rule the world!” And I said this with my fist upraised – gesturing the importance of this immense power. It sounds stupid but that’s what I exclaimed in the dream.”

Gary:

Paul informed me that the following dreams happened without what he then called ‘the electrical phenomenon’ – but they seemed lucid and real nevertheless. Although the known term for these kind of “dreams” is ‘Lucid Dreams’ I will use the term ‘Realistic Dreams.’

Realistic Dream 1: Only Fools and Horses

Paul:

“I was situated in a place that was a totally weird environment. It was a large room with a low ceiling. What impressed me about this place was the floor; it was uneven. The best way I could describe it would be . . . that it looked like a ‘crazy-golf course’ with all the ridges, lumps and bumps. It was a strange place. There were little ramps and curved bits . . . it just didn’t make sense. Everything looked plastic and artificial . . . I can’t really describe it . . . everything was grey and sterile.

  I know I had been here twice before in two separate dreams. One of the times I remember looking around and seeing this huge ‘turn-table’ type platform. On this ‘turn-table’ was a dark-brown horse, lying there on its side . . . I knew it wasn’t dead, I had a feeling it had been drugged. It must have been a wild horse. It didn’t have a saddle or anything. It was totally untouched. For some reason I tried to get it off the platform – but of course being a huge, great heavy thing – I couldn’t even budge it. For some reason though, I just wanted to get it off the platform.”

Realistic Dream 2: The X-ray Machine

Paul:

“I was standing in front of something like a screen . . . like an X-ray machine. This screen came up to my ribs and just down to my knees. It was checking something and I was just standing there like a ‘zombie’ – not really knowing what was going on. I didn’t know why I was suddenly standing in front of this contraption.

  I can’t really remember much about it . . . but I remember a lady . . . or a female. Something gave me the impression that she was highly intelligent and psychic or whatever. I had the impression she was checking my aura with her hands, making sweeping movements with them just a few inches away from my body . . . all around . . . over my head, around my shoulders, downwards and down the front of my body. She said “Ah right, you’re sterile” . . . and I said “No?” and I thought “Christ! I've got three kids, what is she on about – I’m sterile? . . I can have kids!” With that, Emma, my youngest daughter appeared as if out of nowhere, as if just to confirm that I could have kids. Anyway Emma is standing there and I said to the woman “Look . . . she's mine” as if to say I can produce children. And she said, “Ah, no, you are now . . . on account of the radiation.” God knows what she meant by that, and that's all I can remember about this.”

Realistic Dream 3: The Flying Object  

Paul:

“One night in early February, 1992, I had a dream in which I found myself attempting to tune a TV set with bad reception [white snow effect] in the corner of a room. The room seemed to resemble the living room of a house in which I lived as a child. From the corner of my eye I noticed a movement, which caused me to turn and confront an object hovering just inches away from one of the windows on the outside. The object was shaped like a ‘spinning-top’ with various glowing colours, about three feet in diameter. As I watched, the object suddenly shot off into the distance at an incredible speed. I had an impression that the colours of this thing were meant to be important to me symbolically.”

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