I was laying down and there was this grey alien, but not as scary or threatening as in the movies. My chest is is kind of open and my heart appears to be slightly above the opening. My heart has a clear white flame.
Strangely, we are in some kind of embrace. Her heart is above her chest also, a deep red flame emanates from hers. She is reaching into my heart. It feels fairly strange. (The sexual undertones are not lost on me here.)
I find the whole scenario kind of ridiculous and ask: “What is going on here?”
My mind tries to find meaning, flicking quickly through a bunch of possibilities and then I hear: “Yes, that is it. You finally understand.”
There is communication involved. The hearts represent our homes, the flames are the color emitted by the local star. Unfortunately, we are such an extremely primitive, animalistic species. We are so incredibly basic that the format of communication had to take that into account.
In a very primitive sense, the 'idea' that our 'genetic material' was needed for something was used to help 'pacify' an unconscious tendency towards a more aggressive behavior. Kind of like a female dog rolling over, to pacify the alpha dog.
Though in our circumstance, it feels more like a zoologist taking care so as to not anger a group of lions, or even rats, in case their habitat is disturbed.
Sometimes it is daunting, to think of how stupid human beings can be. We have potential, however. We have potential.
Am taken someplace, there are a lot of alien lifeforms. The grey companion says to one of them: "He is not ready." But it is more like thinking, all of them, every single one of the alien lifeforms communicate through some form of telepathy.
She warns me that they are quite capable of completely over-whelming my mind and personality. They could do it without even being aware of what they have done, but then it would be too late.
I agree quickly. A quick, mild communication from one had nearly swept my mind away.