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Are Dreams a method of Alien Communication?

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What makes people dream things they don't believe, or things they doubt? All of my life since I was about 11 years old, I have had dreams of a few different types of aliens. Don't get me wrong, I do believe in the existence of alien visitors to earth. Maybe that fixation in its self brings me to dream as I do?

I was 5 years old the very first dream that would be the last I recalled until I was 11 years old. In that first dream, as a child, I thought the would be alien was a beautiful angel here to guide me or protect me. She had long white, almost glowing hair. Her face in my memory today actually looks like me which I find quite disturbing, because to me, it was an angelic being.

In that 5 year old dream, the angel just looked at me, and we were both surrounded together in her light. I'm really not sure it was her light or just light that was shining on the both of us, but it was magnificent, and strangely warm and peaceful. She never said a word, but she allowed me to think that everything was okay, and I was not going to be harmed. Harmed from what or who though is my question today.

Coming from a tough childhood, I guess my assumption of an angel was because I needed rescuing. She projected to me a great capacity inside myself to endure life as it was. I felt as though I had some kind of strength this angel was trying to show me. I didn't dream of her again until I was 11 years old, and I put the memory away until then.

At 11 years old, I began sleep walking through the house regularly I'm told. I only recall 3 occasions where I actually remember being in a state of limbo somewhere. I felt as if I wasn't sleeping, but I also wasn't awake. The first dream was my angel from when I was 5. I saw her face and she touched my face with the warm light of her hand. I heard her voice this time, but she never spoke. She told me never to fear my experiences in life even when it seems I'm alone. She said that no matter who I was with or where I was at, I would be protected by her light and no harm would come to me. She told me I was important, and needed to evolve to learn a truth that will shatter the hearts of many people.

At 11, that dream meant nothing really because I quickly disregarded it and went on with my life. It is however one of a series of dreams I believe are related that I can remember details about. I don't remember any other dreams but these in this category. Why these dreams and their details stuck with me all of these years is a mystery to me.

The second dream of the group of 3 when I was 11 years old was terrifying. My angel wasn't there. I was looking up at what I know now as grey aliens. There were 2 aliens over me. I think I was laying down, but I'm not sure. I got the idea that they weren't going to hurt me, but I do remember complete and total lack of control and fear. I had pain in my abdominal area and in my toes, and I had pictures flashing through my head as if I was under a strobe light watching things happen in still motion with the only movement being the strobe of flashing, ever changing images. One thing that stands out strong today about this dream and the third dream is cord blood. I have no idea why cord blood would stand out of all of those images, and I had no idea at the time what the hell that was.

The third dream was similar to the second, but there was only 1 grey alien, and there was no pain, just strobing images, and a chattering clicking sound coming from him as if that was his voice. Cord blood again stands out, but this time with an image of a baby connected to an umbilical cord surrounded by bluish green light. I have 3 kids and cannot have anymore, but this baby was not one of mine nor do I recognize her. Yes, the baby was female. The alien just stared into my face, adjusting his head side to side occasionally during times the images I saw were confusing to me. Sort of like the way a dog tilts its head in wonder or curiosity.

Now tonight, on January 17, which is my brothers birthday, I have another dream that wakes me up to ponder these dream experiences. Its 3:36 am as I write this. I'm very disturbed because I don't understand. What, if anything do these dreams mean? My angel was in this dream again. This dream didn't consist of grey aliens though. These aliens were similar to the grey ones, but they were much taller and their skin color was similar to a pink pig. The skin looked more human white, but their anatomy was more like the grey aliens.

Tonight's dream was utter destruction, but I feel like I shouldn't share the full details. These new aliens faces strobed through my mind just as the images of past dreams. My angels face was in the mix, but very distant compared to these new aliens. She displayed fear, yet she projected onto me that I needed to gather strength because I was important. She projected to me that mankind should not trust these aliens even if they vow to do only good. Once again, cord blood.

WTF does this cord blood stuff mean? What does the series of lifetime dreams mean? I am truly disturbed because I am only a small person with no influential power in society. I am just a simple person who is pretty much a loner. Why do these dreams insist I am connected somehow to any kind of importance where aliens are concerned? I do believe in their existence, but I don't believe I would even begin to offer any kind of importance to anything big. I also never believed that aliens would hurt us or be evil, but today I have a new feeling.

If you can translate this and give your opinion, please help me figure this out. It just feels deeper now than ever before and I don't understand any of it. Please comment below with any information you may have about dreams that may help. Any negative or bullying type comments will be deleted because Im simply reaching out for help, not harm.