Why are my dream experiences similar to peoples' DMT Stories

In the unfolding narrative of the Projector Story, we find ourselves oscillating between Confusion and Enlightenment. Ra's words echo, affirming our pivotal role as Projectors—a bridge between realms, navigating the delicate balance of wakefulness and the occasional misdirection.

We, the ones who perceive differently, who voice thoughts that challenge and provoke, are akin to a distinct frequency in the vast symphony of existence. Our consciousness reaches out with feelers, attempting to grasp and decipher the intricacies of our reality, a pursuit more fervent than that of the Generators and Manifesting Generators, the so-called Muggles in their conscious slumber.

The programming of rules, a tapestry woven with the threads of societal expectations, occasionally entangles us. The experiences we've amassed may have drawn disdain and shame, especially from those who may be labeled as empaths or sensitives among the Projectors and neurodiverse. Our unique connections lead us to different conclusions, marking a transformative moment in time—the call to embody the role of the bridge, or face the prospect of failure.

Acknowledging the influence of external programming, distinct from blindly following, offers a glimmer of gratitude for the insight into the nature of Projector energy. Yet, a pervasive mystery lingers, suggesting that perhaps we, the Projectors, do not fully comprehend ourselves.

The crux lies in our individual circuitries, each running its own course through the labyrinth of our beings. In the pursuit of elusive financial success, many remain asleep, chasing a golden carrot while neglecting the inherent gold within. This search, we are reminded, will yield no fruitful discoveries here.

As I immerse myself in unconventional narratives, notably the recounted experiences of those who have traversed the realms of DMT, a curious parallel emerges. Their tales resonate with the essence of my dreams—irregular, distinct, and threaded with the fabric of a reality unseen.

In these altered states, one may find oneself in a realm of metal, conscious of a newfound reality yet unnoticed, analyzed, or even aboard a ship surrounded by enigmatic creatures. The cautionary whispers about reptiles linger, a testament to the diverse and mysterious

landscapes our consciousness may traverse.

Blu