Question with a cryptic answer

It's pretty late, but wanted to wake up and write this down.

Worked up the intent to venture a bit further.

Closed the room door.

Meditated first, letting the mind play with the fluid nature of psi in front of the body. Saw all sorts of shapes and figures appearing. A colorful dot (bluish white) appeared at a wall, stayed there for maybe 30 seconds, then disappeared. There was another colorful dot, a weaker one that appeared in a vortex, swirling around on the edges. In the background of all this, there was focus on the sound / feeling of the 'flame' inside the body.

Laid down and noticed dark spots in the aura, somewhere at the chest area. Got the image of a wrecked battleground, when I looked into these.

Visualized the body without internals, just filled with light. Had that going on in the background and then add some more light and warmth to specific locations of focus.

About 30 minutes later, there was one spot remaining .. the one that I had already spent the most time on. The actual problem looked pretty small, but the effects were great - most likely the rest of the spots had spread out from it. Narrowed down the spot, tried to melt it to no avail.

Wondered what the problem was. Visualized the light and heat inside the body increase 2-fold. Heard, felt and saw it becoming brighter as well as warmer in the mind's eye. Heard the stormy wind outside increase, snapping sounds of objects around me also increased. Focused on that tiny bug once more, trying to heal it. Nothing, it's still there, giving off the feeling that unless I fix it, it's gonna be vital sometime soon.

Tried to focus in and ask it what the problem was. Let the mind free, observed it for any clues. A lot of spam, but no answer.

Fell asleep, or into a half-dream state of sorts. Heard father wake up and go to the computer in the other room. The door was open. Now that I think about it, the balcony window seemed larger also. Anyway, as I was laying there, I noticed something weird.

On the window, some sort of a pattern appeared. It looked pretty foreign, or even alienish to me and couldn't decipher it. It was displayed like a bluish white projection on the glass, on the background of what I usually see when I look out of the window. The first page was displayed for a longer period of time, then it smoothly scrolled down until the end of the text. Then it jumped back at the beginning and restarted. This first message was shown 3x. Then there was another message, which was displayed just once.

Told Dad through the open doorway: "There's an alien message on the window.."

Tried to imply telepathically that it's too cryptic for me to understand at the moment. A visitor appeared (a middle-aged man in black with a hat). OBE'd out into the room to discuss this with him. Wanted to tell father about this also, but couldn't speak in that state. So I just closed the door.

We sat down in the middle of my room. He didn't say anything, he just was. At some moment I started to doubt my ability to keep focus in there for longer. That man disappeared also. Wanted to experience another OBE, thinking perhaps he was still there.

Woke up into the body. Woke up with the body, checked the clock, looked around, thought about it. Went back to sleep (which, I think, happened in the dream).

Tried to wake up once more, but found it difficult - took effort this time. Still, got up.

Tried to wake up once more, this time I couldn't do it, sleep paralysis was too strong.

Woke up spontaneously. Found the room in a disarray. Mattress was missing, pillow was off the bed, I was sleeping on the blanket rolled up in a corner of the bed. Thought: "Wow, what a dream to have caused me to do this."

Started to clean that up. Woke up once more, in sweat (probably due to the heat practice). Dad had gone to sleep.
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As a sidenote, before these dreams, I read some texts about Dharma, Yugas and started to wonder about these.

Before managing to open this blog, a page of "Darvill's Rare Prints. Fine antique prints and maps since 1918." popped up. Had expected the browser to shortcut to DaWeird, which it didn't.

From the analytical point of view (of the dream mind), the message might've been a warning with something extra.