Versions of “Me” I’ve encountered

Gabe Beasley
3 min readMar 1, 2024
Photo by Mingwei Lim on Unsplash

March 1st, 2024

This will be about the different “versions” of myself I’ve encountered, whether it be in dreams, mushrooms trips, or during transcendental experiences. I’m going to pin this so whenever I have a new encounter or have an encounter that builds on a previous one, it’ll be alot easier to come back to.

“Crimson Sea” Vision

A few months ago on a trip, in my minds eye I saw an ocean that was crimson red but was the most beautiful red I’ve ever seen, and was literally perfectly smooth as well. After intuitively feeling that the ocean was God and each drop of water was us, the scene then appeared in a small bedroom, everything still red. In one of the corners of the room was a short and stocky Elf looking creature. And I only use the word elf because the ears were long and pointy. While looking at this creature, I felt I was looking at myself. I know this feeling means I’m actually looking at myself because I had a dream when I was 11 of me from a past life.

Speaking of.

Past Life Me

When I was 11, I woke up in a dream looking into a mirror. The face I saw wasn’t the one I currently have, it was an old black man with grey hair who looked very miserable and tired. He was also wearing an 1800s looking black and white tuxedo with a bow tie. Although it wasn’t my face, I still knew it was “me”. This happened when I was 11 but I still remember it vividly as if it happened last night.

Hospital

About a month and a half ago, I had a dream where I woke up in a hospital bed — night gown, IV in my arm, heart rate monitor and everything. There were two black men at the end of my bed, one of them wearing glasses. Once I started “waking up” they got excited and said “you’re finally awake!” and they came to my side, one on my left and the other on my right side.

I said “hey guys” and gave a fist bump to the guy on my right. I then tried to shake the hand of the guy on my left, but right when I squeezed, it was too difficult because I had no energy then I just passed right back out. Everything was so vivid and felt so real, plus I and the other men had grey hair. So what this was exactly is still a mystery to me.

Forest and the Beach

In a prior post, I mentioned a beach and my family there, this was that beach. But after sitting and reflecting on the experience, especially on what they looked like, I realized it’s very likely I’ve been here on a prior trip and with the same song. On a trip before this, I listened to Sun Rays Behind Moving Clouds and I appeared in the middle of a circle shaped dirt field surrounded by trees. Ahead of me were a group of a few people, and one person was right in front of me and looking at me, making sure I was good. No words were spoken, I just knew that was why he was looking at me. The reason I say this is likely the same place and all of these people are family in some way, blood or not, is because every one of them were brown and every one of them had long hair and head bands with individual designs on them.

Remembering the head piece my wife was wearing, and also remembering them being brown as well is what has me sure this was the same place.

As I mentioned above, I’ll be updating this as the experiences build on each other or I encounter new “versions” of myself. This is honestly really exciting!

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Gabe Beasley

Writer, digital artist, life-long martial artist, Scorpio, and Existentialist. INTP