I am with a group of humanoids with a similar appearance to us/those here on Earth. I don't know for sure if they are though, or whether it is maybe far into the future, because the technology they are using is far more advanced than anything we even dream of in this world
I don't remember the start of this dream, but I know there is more to it
I am somehow assisting them, or cooperating with them to work on something, understand something, or develop something they (and I) are working on
Its hard to explain because the technology and what they are doing doesn't really make enough sense to put into context in a way people here would understand
I can understand by how I felt, the general idea of what they were trying to do, but I couldn't explain how the technology worked exactly, or what the purpose of it is/was
Basically (very basically), they were using a concentrated blue energy, or beam of light to manipulate perceived dimensional reality
So that although you are still within your own body, everything around you slipped into a different version of reality
Everything to could see, taste, smell, feel, everything, was somehow layered or folded over your perspective of reality in (and to) this world, like a superimposed image
The humanoids tried to intentionally trap me within the beam of light, by all but pushing me into it, while I was helping them with it
I saw reality after reality folding over each other and changing like the channels on a T.V and I felt sad because of what they were doing
It was unfair. I was trying to help them. But what they are doing, they know they aren't allowed to do
From what I could tell, by what I felt, they were somehow using the technology to scan (search) me
They were trying to forcible see through into my extra-dimensional self or my origin. Something I wouldn't give them or allow them to see
I felt frustrated and sad as they were doing it, even though I had the ability to forcibly stop what they were doing just by thinking about it. Pausing the scrolling realities on a almost cartoon-like dinosaur world they had created to scroll through my mind (I think they are possibly using these as some type of triggers to find similar real dimensions in/through my mind)
"You are going to make me have to destroy this world" I warned the mind attached to mine
He immediately questions my ability to do and we are talking telepathically as if we are both connected to the same machine. Like he is my mental "interrogator" of sorts
I assure him that I cold very easily destroy the entire world and start it all over again of necessary. Though it made me feel sad to say it, like there are no reason I should have to do it and it would be shame. A real waste of something beautiful
But it didn't feel like they are giving me much choice
I didn't feel like anything we endangered. More like how a parent would feel having to ban their children from the kitchen, when they really want to cook dinner, because they are obviously too young and there is too much chance they will burn themselves
Except in this case it's more that they are old enough, but they are just to fucking stupid to be trusted not to burn themselves around something hot
They can't be trusted. And that is sad because I was literally trying to help them achieve and understand the thing they decided to try steal from me by force
When I tried to express my sadness and annoyance at the fact I'm going to have to destroy the world (with them in it) to start again, the mind attached to me decided to try use it to accusively mock me, like they in control, or some type of authority (under the illusion of such), by basically accusing me of thinking I'm God ...
Them pushing something into my mind the equivalent of "So you think you're God?" In a patronising and condescending manner as if they owned me, or had me trapped, made me angry. IT REALLY PISSED ME OFF. But this wasn't like a normal anger I'd feel in this world, it felt more like opening a black abyss of emptiness, where all "reality" ceases to exist. Where there is no "superior" or "question of God", because there was no "emotion" or "thought" to be known. I wasn't feeling anger, though I knew I was angry to the point of bitter venomous hatred, because there was no anger where it was felt. There was just a massive emptiness, with no thought, no nothing
A emptiness that was both nothing and everything
Where it felt like colour, like thought and everything were both pure and non-existant at the same time
Wherever it was I was taking the mind attached to me, it was only meant to prove a point and scare them, but there was no doubt it could easily swallow or destroy them faster than they could know what's happening .... if I wanted to
"LOOK INTO MY EYES" I told them and immediately imparted massive amounts of what I can only describe as "knowing", where they understand that there is a very good reason my eyes are completely black and theirs aren't ...
Because they are tethered and I'm not
It could maybe be described as something like trying to explain to a conscious entity in a computer game, that they are inside a virtual version of the reality you are playing the game from ...
But I don't want do demean or deminish their worth. Because it is strangely similar to this analogy, but also completely different and contrary
I don't want to disempower them or make them feel insignificant, just make them understand they are foolish to be doing what they are doing, from their position
Maybe like showing a kid what a shotgun does to a pumpkin, so they know why not to point it at their head
A big, DON'T FUCK WITH ME
While I'm doing it, we slip into a real alternate "extra-dimension". Not a machine simulated or manipulated version like theirs, but a real "slipping into a black abyss where all reality ceases to exist" type
Everything morphs into a enveloping blackness as I tell him to look into me eyes. Everything known, or that could be known, temporarily ceases and I drag him down into what would probably seem to him to be some type of hell
Don't ... Fuck ... With ... Me ...
Then I wake up
One thing I can say about being the grey alien being in this dream, is that when I told them I could end this world if needed, if they forced me to, I meant it
There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that I was capable of ending this world ...
And starting the universe all over again, if necessary
Though I felt like I hoped I didn't have to, I didn't really seem to me like it would even be too much of a problem if I had to do it. Just a inconvenience and a shame
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