April G OBE
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Experience description:
I
remember it was early afternoon. I laid down for a nap because I was tired. This
was unusual for me, as I rarely took naps by my own choice, but I felt very
tired and figured I would lay down for a bit. Just as I was dozing off, before I
entered any dream state, I felt myself floating out of my body. I looked down,
and saw myself lying on the bed.
Naturally, I thought that I was just dreaming, but I was enjoying the feeling of
freedom of being outside my body. I decided not to re enter my body, but to
explore my home outside of my body. I lived in a very small 2 bedroom apartment,
so not much to see, but I felt completely intrigued and liberated. It was a very
strange feeling. I felt as though time was standing still, and there was an
emptiness on the earth, as though I was the only person on earth. I felt like I
had entered another realm inside of my apartment, as though I had entered
another dimension where other humans did not exist.
I
much enjoyed this feeling, and floated around the house for a few minutes. As I
entered the bathroom, I looked in the mirror, and something about not seeing my
reflection in the mirror terrified me, and I thought to myself, it is time to go
back. I didn't understand what was going on, but at this point, I had a strange
premonition that this was not a dream. As I floated towards my bedroom, I passed
my mother's room, and I felt a strange, convincing force drawing me to go inside
of that room for some reason. I opened the door, and looked inside. It looked
normal, but felt devoid of any human presence or energy, as though it was cut
off from the human realm.
I
remember entering the room, and thinking it was just my mom's room, so what was
the big deal about me going in there. I turned around (facing the door) to close
the door (I felt a strong urge that I needed to close the door and remain in
that room). I was facing the door when I closed it, and after I did, I turned
around, and it was no longer my mother's room, but a long, narrow room, medium
blue walls ceiling and floor, and completely empty, except for 2 strange figures
at the end.
As
I moved towards them, the room kept expanding. It seemed like hours until I
reached the end. When I finally reached the end, the 2 figures were waiting for
me. They had blurred faces, communicated telepathically, and were wearing what
looked like civil war colonial dress uniforms. One was stout, sitting at a desk
with his head down, writing in some large, mysterious book with a feather pen.
Another man stood beside him, on his right. He was tall and thin. While the man
sitting seemed distant and removed, the man standing up seemed to be able to
look right through me, as though he knew everything about me. He was an
overpowering yet quiet presence.
Telepathically, I asked them, 'What do you want from me.' There was no response.
Again, I asked them what they wanted from me. Still no response. Up to this
moment, I was not afraid, but intrigued, yet now I was starting to get
frightened, and so I asked them again, in a more demanding tone, 'What am I
doing here?!' The tall man bent down, and man sitting down communicated
something to him, which I could not hear. The tall man, stood upright, and said
'You are not ready yet. You must leave.'
I
felt both disappointment and relief. I said 'Yes, sir' and turned to leave. To
my shock, when I turned around, I was directly in front of the door, and what I
saw of the room looked normal. I opened the door, looked back, and what I saw
was those 2 figures, far away, and the room looked like a combination of the
blue room, and my mom's room as I knew it, as though 2 dimensions were melded
together. It's very hard to describe this scene, but I really have no other way
to describe it.