before I get into this. I want to answer the one most important question.
How do I know this dream actually happened and wasn't something I crafted in hindsight
Because the memory of waking up that day never faded, that one piece, the first few minutes of waking up on my couch. My FIRST thought and I had no idea why at the time. 'I HAVE to buy BITCOIN'
in 2012.
I sat on my front stoop and smoked a cigarette, and promptly forgot. BUT. It stuck in my subconscious. And about 3 weeks later, I ACTUALLY bought bitcoin. Unfortunately, it got lost on the hard drive of that laptop. But I bought like two bitcoin with a christmas debit card/ gift card.
So that night has really slowly come back to me but I just had a huge piece return to me and I remembered generally what was happening throughout the years during this experience. Yes I'm saying years. Because it was literally a decade.
I was sleeping, dreaming... I don't think I was dreaming OF anything. I was just, in darkness. And this wave came over me. Things were pulsing and looked super weird. And I was doing this strange thing. It all made perfect sense to me in the moment. I was like.. waking up in my own dream?
So this went on for like, half a minute I think. And then I just.. knew what to do? For some reason? I went 'out of body' like I literally shot out somewhere through all this darkness. I just remember seeing some geometry, some color, feeling some vibrations and thinking 'ok now go over there' , 'ok now go through that', etc etc like I just knew where I was going.
I ended up back in my own life.. but in some sort of other timeline? I genuinely do not know how this is possible on this scale. I remember talking to people and explaining what just happened. Its really a blur these specific parts. I remember something about telling someone it was a 'test'. TF?
A few things stuck in my memory and those were the really heavily lucid parts. There's definitely some pattern here where the beginning of this experience was highly lucid but as the years went on and I lived my life, it started to turn more 'lead-like', heavy and more convincing, like I forgot that how I ended up on that timeline.
At the core level the same events there played out here in my current life. Same girlfriends, just slightly worse outcomes, same destinations (moved to a certain town at 17, was locked up for a year before that, moved to oregon at 18, moved back at 20, moved to SF at 22 in 2021)
The big difference was I was winning all the fucking time. Good investments, good timing in life overall, great luck, I never ended up homeless. But I had a serious health problem. Or atleast in that life I was calling it a health problem. In hindsight, I think it was my own being trying to communicate with me because I was lost in the dream.
I vividly remember sitting down on the bench at washington square park in SF, in this other timeline, my head went back, I let my jaw hang open and I took a deep breath and stretched. Everything turned to gold shapes and then washed out to white. Then turned black. And literally seconds later I woke up ON MY COUCH. In 2012.
I already forgot about the actual dream by the time I stood up BUT that thought struck me like lightning 'I HAVE to buy BITCOIN' like I had planted it there on purpose
So it started there, ended there. Entirely likely that I never left that couch. All inside my brain? But.. HOW?? And why DECEMBER 21ST 20 FUCKING 12??
I've been thinking about this for YEARS and I'm still wondering if this happened to anyone else. I've asked once or twice and always get a resounding 'no'.
The other thing that stuck out to me about what I DO remember from this other timeline, it was like.. being a civilian in the marvel universe. Reality was constantly cracking open, ending violently, and then we'd wake up COMPLETELY FINE still in the same timeline. Not just me.. but everyone else in the timeline too????
None of that shit happened in this life I'm currently living, none of it. I remember seeing the sun turn black, and then growing these crazy arms that started to swirl around it violently, then one of the arms smacked us and I heard a BANG. Then blackness and I wake up on the floor in the apartment where all that was happening, but the sun is fine.. and things go on. With no fucking explanation??? Sometimes, it felt like these events were interacting directly with me? But whatever that's about.. feels completely blocked out from my memory. Like the peak of a 20 tab acid trip, its just impossible for me to see inside the memory in a meaningful way
