It's 4 am. I awaken with this uncomfortable energy and can't fall back asleep. I naturally project with the "wake back to bed" method so when I do eventually pass out I hit sleep paralysis. I'm on my side which is not a normal projecting position for me. This may be why I have astral vision and can see a fairly accurate depiction of my bedroom, but have trouble escaping the paralysis. I struggle to move but to no avail. I recieve a mildly threatening yet hazy vision of a guy attacking me in third person, and not long after hear a typical creepy laugh. I wake up at last and, relieved, embrace control of my body.
I switch positions onto my stomach and soon end up in a much friendlier vibrational state. I see the backyard through my bedroom window and like second nature, rocket out over it, over the trees, marshland, brook, and train tressel behind it. The rollercoaster effect never gets old. I have a few episodes of a similar nature during this OBE sequence.
I now integrate into a location I identify as the woods not too far from my house. I see a stump and what looks like a piece of firewood sitting vertically on it. For some reason I instinctively focus on the piece of firewood. With a bit of effort it flings backwards and lands on the ground. This brings me a strange sense of accomplishment like I completed a "challenge" so to speak. As I type this and think about it, I've never bothered trying to manipulate astral objects through thought alone in the past. I'm guessing this could've been a lesson designed to help me pursue that aspect of the practice?
I find myself once again looking out into the backyard from my bedroom window. Typical, except this time I'm staring into a completely warped version of it. It's a sunny day. Everything is green this time of year in the physical, yet there are no trees. There is no brook that I can discern, just a wide open plain like you may find in the western states. The train tracks still exist, though possibly distorted, because the focal point of this experience is the train on it. When I first see it from my window, I'm taken aback. The boxcars on it are very grotesque in shape and design. I can't help but think of a lobster claw when trying to remember their appearance. I'm curious and fly over to the moving train.
The locomotive is red, sleak and modern looking like the kind used for public transportation. There are symbols and writing covering it that catch my interest, as they seem to be middle eastern or indian in origin. I begin trying to sound out any familar letters/words as the train passes. One of these words appeared to be "buWo" or "buWu."
I'm back in my bedroom and I guess I have full use of my body instead of being a point of consciousness. For a change of pace, I walk out of my bedroom, down some stairs and out the front door. I see it's just after sunset but not completely dark. It's also raining and I can feel the humidity in the air. I figure I'll go directly across the street to an old neighbor's house that was recently abandoned. Why? It's an abandoned house so buried treasure of course!
I make it to the front lawn and notice I can't simply hop this particular barrier in front of me, a fence if I recall correctly. Suddenly I hear a female voice say verbatim, "You are not aloud to go here." She sounded like one of those GPS voices... nothing threatening but firm enough for me to back off. Still, it made me question if there are really "privacy barriers" placed on different locations near the physical. I return to my body right after this.
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