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Psychic Channel Dream Analysis 1: Let me go!

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Dream Analysis 1: Let me go!

Repost and edited for clarity.

April 27, 2014

Being a vivid and sometimes lucid dreamer, waking to reality, the dream tells a richer story, and some have prophetic scenes. This is the type of dream that I have. In the past, like most people, my dreams were a psychological release from things I’d encountered or seen in reality. That’s how most people dream; they dream in context to the things they’re exposed to, but they dream in random discord that doesn’t make sense and is forgotten upon waking. 

We all tend to astral project when we sleep, at some point, and travel to other places, but when we come back, we don’t remember our little nightly adventure. 

For my readers who followed my past entries to the present, you know I’m dealing with something from Military Alien Abduction/Illuminati to something towards the paranormal. This was before I knew of the Illuminati or Milab conspiracy theory; I was just having dreams of underground experiments, psychic military training, eugenic ideology, breeding, and human programming through trauma, auditorium lecture rooms, worm-holes, “three-controlling entities,” Horus-Ra and Egypt, other worlds, and dimensional beings, and everything highly odd. Upon my friend’s request, I have been paying attention to these dreams and sometimes writing them down.

The psychic healer/acupressure therapist I’m working with mentioned that I’ll become more psychic as I get older. Now, I believe everyone is psychic to some degree and should “work-it” like any muscle on the body. I also think psychic protection is necessary, so please refer to the side; I recommend some books on psychic development and protection. I’m coming into my own as a psychic by accepting this part of me. When I was young, my mother’s fear of seeing entities caused me to shut it down (this is something I don’t remember until she told me), but it’s opening up again.

For the Targeted Individual, please meditate and stay logical. Don’t lose your mind by going on a rage rampage like Mr. Alexis, our Navy Yard shooter. I know how the psychology/psychiatry field works; with the American Psychological Association, it’s all about defining people’s mental state and then prescribing medication that masks symptoms while causing other side effects; instead, I believe in therapy or alternative holistic healing as possible treatment methods. I have a friend who’s a doctor in psychology and believes in the whole targeted individual experience since he’s personally working with clients. I’m dealing with Suppressor Parasite Entity SPE inserted during programming via the Negative ET controller, which looks very human.

Onward to the topic of this entry, I had dreams in Savannah, Georgia, which makes sense with the entire experience I’m going through.

In Boundary Hall, my student apartment, under heavy ‘sleep paralysis,’ I sense a dark presence walking above my head. Scenes shift and I pick up a military base somewhere; that’s the feeling. Then, I feel a young blond male presence at this military base. Then, a dark shadowy being intended to lay beside me. I manage to break out of that paralysis and move before asking the ‘entity’….’ Who are you?’ He responded in a deep demonic voice with a name that started with a ‘Maha-‘sound like ‘Maha-det.’


I lay on my full-size bed, and awareness was awoken within me; I knew I was dreaming. It was like an alarm had been set off inside. I’m in the green southern-style house, and someone has broken into my place. I’m fighting to move and realize within my dream, I’m experiencing ‘sleep paralysis’ again. I knew the intention of the young man was to target and kill me. I sense a military impression from him. He ascends the stairs, and his mental intention is to ‘choke me.’ I’m fighting to move and speak. I manage to say, ‘Don’t touch me.’ Then someone mentally told him, like his commander, ‘Get out of there!!!’ He got scared, jumped, and fled down the stairs.

When I spoke, don’t touch me; it woke me from my dream; my walls sounded like it was about to crack, and my closet door swung wide open. I heard noises outside and called the police, then a friend in town.

In another dream, the same energy signature was still present.

On that same full-size bed, in the same dark room, I’m experiencing another sleep paralysis. Beings or groups of people surround me, and all I see is their dark arms waving across my body like most energy healers would do while balancing people’s chakra; however, this wasn’t the case. I felt a predatory scavenger energy signature from them. I looked down, and my body glowed. They wanted to open me up to take my essence inside themselves. They overwhelmed me while I lay in bed. A male presence, very military-like in a uniform, was walking around my head on what seemed like the upper layer of the dimension where I lay on my bed. Then, all of a sudden, he was behind me and scattered the groups off of me, wanting to embrace me into himself. I was trying to scream out, ‘Let me go,’ but I was too exhausted after fighting off that group, so I felt myself sink down into him.

I also dreamed of a blond male in the military uniform asking for my help.

My room was in the attic, with stairs connecting to my studio space. I’m in my room getting dressed. On my side table lay a ‘blueprint’ of what I had to do in life; it was symbolized as an architectural blueprint, but it was my life’s mission. A young man in military uniform came into my room, took my ‘architectural’ blueprints, walked downstairs, and looked back at me, asking me ‘to help him.’

I was livid that he dared to ask for my help when he took a critical ‘script’ from my life. By the way, I believe in choosing whom you should help. This gets into creating boundaries and letting people of similar vibration surround you.

When coming back from Savannah to Nashville, the level of “strangeness” increased because I kept seeing Freemason symbols on cars surrounding me as I went about my day. I have this photographic evidence in my posts called Illuminati After Me and Illuminati Part 2. This is a small sample of how their symbol surrounds me on the road. It’s like they wanted me to know–a warning. This symbol was something I had never seen before. Other people were more aware of this “conspiracy theory” than I was. The first time I noticed this masonic symbol, it was chiseled on Savannah’s City Hall; I was taking a drafting class for architecture and sketching the building for a case study.

My dream was to study architecture engineering back in Nashville, and the scene was about some classmate’s energy I picked up and a group of “people” blocking my move.

I see one cripple guy with a cane walking up the stairs. He actually goes to Vanderbilt University, and he’s chatting with his group of friends; however, this student is taking a public speech class with me. (This was a class I held off taking due to my fear of public speech. I get anxiety attacks.) I’m somewhere in this school building trying to attend my speech class. A group of students, his friend, blocked my path and created a distraction while they were in deep ‘conversation.’ I got frustrated and just decided to bump right into them, BUT I walked through them instead. Then, the scene shifts, and I notice a guy concentrating on trying to give me a heart attack, sitting on my left side. I turn slightly toward him and notice the hem of his blue T-shirt. He’s surprised and loses concentration, then walks up. At the same time, simultaneously, I briefly caught a scene of another aspect of him ‘somewhere’–dark hair sleeping but then getting up and walking off.

As I awoke in real life, I felt a presence in my room and the sound of footsteps walking off from my left side where he’d been. A small humanoid barely phased on this plane hurried out of my room and down the hallway. I don’t know if this is some dimensional overlap that happened and I was connected to via him or if there’s a dimensional plane where these controllers shift to control.

Then, as men worked on the water pipe near my residence, they dug around the building, and I had the oddest vivid dream.

I kept seeing three men digging into the ground. They were installing and laying some metal wire into the ground. From the perspective of a woman who was one of the man’s wives (this is not me), the man told me to go get him a glass of water. I sense arrogance amongst the men working on the ground installation around the house. One man suggested to the others that we should make someone install this for us. The man that was ‘my’ husband said it’s better to do it ourselves because it’ll be done right. As I walked into a white house, I felt no love for this man, and I took a course away from the house to commit suicide by jumping off the fence of our yard. The scene shifts, and it’s dark; I feel a darker plane pulling me down, but I manage to turn my mind to the light on the other side. Someone is giving me a life review at a remote location, I can see the school I plan on building being built and situated on a mountain, but it was built after I died. Then I remembered I had to make this happen. I felt my consciousness shift and lower back into my body, and I felt a strong emotion of sadness when I returned. Someone was sobbing from my left side attached to me, and then his sadness pierced into my physical body, and I woke up crying. 

Before I woke up from this dream, I heard interference from the German language, and I caught the name George Von… 

Then today, I had a dream set in a house party with some friends when I used to major in fine art: painting.

This house party was reminiscent of the Halloween house party my friend and cousin took me to. My graphic design/ photographer friend was photo-documenting the party because, in real life, the party had a live DJ in the living room while he documented the event. He and I discuss how his career is taking off because he works by photo-documenting concerts and special events. He mentioned he thought I would be successful in the art field traveling to Hong Kong by now. Then, the knowing of ‘something’ attempts to control my life to prevent my ‘conscious intention and dream’ from manifesting as it blocks my every move. A sadness filled my heart, and I cried from within my dream.

When I woke up, the emotion still lingered. I thought back on my birth and remembered from a higher vibration that something was attempting to block and control me. From such a high plane of expansive, un-limitless state of love and happiness that was a natural part of “being.” I felt pulled down and sad for the “first time.” Then, it led me to this drama on Earth’s physical plane and a small group of “low vibration” negative polarity attempting to control. 

To warp it all up, in the “real world–the physical one,” the noises within my mind like some entity or maybe a shattered soul part of myself broke off during trauma. It kept asking Josh, let me go, or it’ll continue to say let me go. When I attempt to heal myself and cleanse my chakra, from where I feel imbalance or phantom emotion/ secondary emotion that overlays my own emotions, it’s like another person’s emotion masking my authentic emotion with their manufactured emotion. This secondary emotion is embedded in my back solar plexus, this control emotion and confidence; the parasitic possessor screams inside, help me, and my chest jerks. This is like a “multi-dimensional” attack on my energetic body, emotional body, and physical body. Many ascension spiritual teachers like Drunvalo Melchizedek, Lisa Renee, and even Juelle and The Council are aware of the Negative Alien Agenda to control us. They have killed people, Juelle once told me.

I was spiritually naive and let myself open up to something I never wanted to experience. Because I was polarized towards favorable attraction and being in a positive state of mind, maybe when I was in Savannah during extreme stress and assault that resulted in depression, which lowered my vibration for easy attack and insertion of this Suppressor Parasite Entity SPE into my energetic body, emotional, then as it progresses to physical pain. I did not signal to the universal law of attraction to send these beings into my life. No matter your degree of psychic abilities, I think we’re all psychic, and having knowledge of psychic protection is critical.

The controllers have stopped trying to command a heart attack. I don’t hear this command anymore. What replaces it is let her go, let her go, let her go. Or, as I’m on the verge of fully “extracting” this Suppressor Parasite Entity SPE, I would hear a male voice remotely say take it out. I have stated I’ve seen faces from my dream appear in real life while I used to work at a Sushi restaurant my friend owned. I also have prophetic dreams or psychic channel messages.

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