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Hi ya, the following is a rant I wrote after too much coffee

The earth is a living thing maintained by a delicate homeostasis of systems, such as weather and tectonic movement. A system of nature exists in which organisms live in a way of balance, creating sustenance and environment for each other, made possible by the nurture of the earths mother – the sun. Mankind is an organism that mimics as a functional unit of nature, appearing under the guise of an animal. When in fact mankind feeds on the earth to support its massive appetite and rapid rate of reproduction, without symbiosis, without balance it takes and destroys the earths body systems.

Natural disaster, outbreaks of deadly viruses, these are attempts of the earths failing immune system to wipe us out. We are the virus of the earth, consuming its proteins to make the amino acids we need to duplicate. We are a pathogen and we are winning. Like bacteria in a Petri dish, reproducing despite limited resources to the point of starvation. This is already happening. The end of man will not come with the arrival of some giant space rock, nor the coming of a divine being, mans demise will result from mans success as a pathogen to the world.

All the recycling and use of public transport in the world can't correct this, all this achieves is to make us a less efficient virus – prolonging the inevitable, making us a chronic disease. Even becoming a doctor or teacher to save our malnourished overpopulated masses means you are the mutating protein coat of our outbreak, protecting us from the Earths immunity.

Sure you could bomb a subway or dump anthrax into our drinking water, you could even shout to the universe that you wont be apart of it and blow your own head off. But to what end? Dysfunctional disease units will be consumed by the disease to dispose of such disgusting imperfection.

Of course everybody already knows this, they just choose not to think about it, instead the masses find comfort in religion and living out their lives as hardworking members of the infection. But if this is what a spiritual being is, if this is intelligence...then what is god?      

Hi ya people, this is a silly story I stayed up and wrote one night to ammuse a friend. It has some swear words in it, and some parts could be offensive to some people as a warning. Anyway I'm posting this in the hope maybe someone will enjoy it, I don't fancy myself a skillful writer by any means, however I enjoy writing so any critiquing is welcome.


It Has a Penguin
A rant in the shape of a story by David


First what the critics had to say

'Not since I was overheard selling my soul to Dairy Queen has the Catholic community been so unhappy' -The Pope in Catholic Weekly

'My garbage disposal unit has produced better quality entertainment and more thoughtful dialogue, I can't wait for the author to either stop writing stupid stories or get killed by a stationary bus' - The man/woman who works at the servo

'It's the string, the string holds us together and pulls us into the bad lands, those cops they try to hold me down and I won't go with the children, It's sad to see children working here get out get out while you still can' - Schizophrenic lady I met once

'David has evolved from having no story line at all and multiple copyright infringements to having something almost resembling a story line and slightly less copyright infringements, I'm sure his English teacher would be proud, well that if she wasn't a vindictive skank obsessed with her own vindictive skankly skankyness. Anyway the important thing is I've been clean and sober for four months now and my kids returned one of my calls the other day, I'm pretty happy with how things are going. Except I have this really bad foot pain, the doctor thinks I'm only attention seeking, but I'm not, its like *TWACK*........ - Guy I had to hit in the head with a phone book to make stop talking  


Without forty ounces of social skills I'm just an arse in the crack of humanity, I'm a huge Manatee

It all started when a penguin crapped on Hojo. It was a typical earth morning, and we were discussing our recent creation of existence over a cool glass of primordial soup, which was the style of the times. As key council supervisors for the state of non-existence, we were celebrating the completion of the existence project - or so we thought. The big bang went off without a hitch, atoms collided, gases formed solids, solids formed planets and a wondrous mixture of things created life. In fact we were drinking some of the first life now. And then out of know where a penguin, in fact a flying penguin, had just crapped all over the key man of the existence project. The citizens of non-existence who had paid so much non-existing tax to fund this project were not going to be pleased. Because first of all penguins weren't meant to evolve for a few hundred million years, and second of all we were pretty sure that unlike the majestic emu, penguins were meant to be flightless.

Like all councils over time the original council just didn't work the way it was meant to. You see originally out of non-existence, all existence was created at once, and then we rigged it up so existence would be experienced from beginning to end, call it time if you will. Created from our non-existing imaginations, life was modelled on our (the creators) images. However this created the slight problem that all creatures we created had similar powers of imagination. For example our flying penguin friend who crapped on Hojo - a bird we shall call Billy.


Billy

A great man once said 'Sunrise sunset the cats in the cradle with the silver spoon yes we have no bananas'. Which has nothing at all to do with Billy the penguins life. Because as cool as they are, penguins aren't that interesting, this is a fact Billy recognised, but Billy was a penguin with a vision.

There he sat perched at the edge of the glacier looking over the artic water; the moment went something like this...

- Billy looked at the sky, looked at his little wings, looked at the sky again, then he jumped off the icy cliff. And then he totally missed the water, Billy even missed time-

With all the grace of a flying penguin Billy careened through time in an almost streamlined fashion. Where would Billy land? To Billy such things did not matter, Billy was a pioneer! But like most uncoordinated journeys back through time, this one ended at the beginning of time - above Hojo - and penguins much like donkeys don't care where they excrement.

At that very moment Hojo decided this reality, this existence thing, really needed some rules. A few basic ones, stuff like life not being able to achieve and create what ever it imagined it could. Hojo put down his drink, brushed the penguin excrement off his shirt, declared he was now called God and set a bunch of rules that made the world a much less exciting place to live.


Heidi the wonder cat!

Please allow your humble narrator to introduce herself, my name is Heidi. Like Hojo, God as he would have you call him, you could say I'm an immortal being, and I can change reality anyway I like. Can you imagine a life where truly anything were possible, and I don't mean the Amway sell dirty products to the people who used to be your friends but are now your customers and make '$1000 a week' kind of possible. I mean want an ice cream and have an ice cream appear in your hand kind of possible, don't like blue sky!? Try purple! kind of possible. What would you make possible dear readers? WELL IT DOESN'T bonking MATTER WHAT YOU WOULD DO WITH INFINITE POWER DOES IT! CAUSE A LITTLE CUTE bonking PENGUIN SHAT ALL OVER GOD AND bonked IT FOR YOU!...Sorry I'm still a little emotional about the whole thing. You see like all councils over time, the first council - the council of non-existence - took the cheapest easiest fix for its problem. You see Hojo couldn't just make the universe follow his rules, all of the power held by life's creatures couldn't be just taken away - it had to be moved somewhere else. Somewhere else happened to be me. Basically all life's ability to make what ever it imagined become a reality was moved into me, and in return life got a bunch of dirty restrictions which include gravity, time and Amway. I have to live on Earth for eternity (earth really is the centre of the universe by the way) and be the one exception to the rule, the polarity that balances against normality.

In the true spirit of being a being of intense creative power against all that is normal I promptly turned into a cat, a purple cat, which lives inside a computer keyboard. Although we are separate a little bit of myself still exists in life, this is why people can still be artistic and imaginative, and a little bit of normal exists in myself, like I still have to sit though rug commercials, the yin yang got it pretty well right. The only thing that stops me from letting it all go and changing creatures achieve what ever their imaginations let them is a little piece of paper that says - I Heidi the wonder cat under the explicit order of God will live for eternity on earth and keep existence really normal like God likes it, Signed: Heidi Witnessed: God.
This is much like a suicide contract, a contract psychiatrists and psychologists make suicidal patients sign saying they won't kill themselves. Or what? Huh, I mean think about it. I am no less a power than 'God', and like a man with a revolver to his head looking at his suicide contract saying 'what if'? Here was me, a very bored pussy cat, saying 'Why not'? So anyway here we are now, the family of the man with the no-suicide contract is tragically still finding pieces of his skull, and the world is slowly changing as people realise their unlimited potential, Billy would be proud. Of course nothing is without side effects, moments after I made the change a rodeo clown turned into a giant colourful butterfly and consumed a nearby herd of lamas, and this particularly amusing thing happened to a few people with no inspiration at all.


This particularly amusing thing that happened

It was raining really hard out side of the KFC in Marsden. Outside is where Michael was, he was jumping all over the stores garden, mainly because it made him feel a little better about it taking thirty-five minutes to get his food, but also it was a little because Michael is a destructive excrement. Inside is where the excitement was though, inside it wasn't raining and a camera crew were interviewing the aptly named Bogan family. The interview was mainly structured around the mother of the family Marcy, she was about to succeed at reverse evolution. Marcy came to fame about a month or so ago when she presented to her GP with a dorsal fin. Since then extensive genetic research had been conducted in an attempt to understand her changing anatomy. Her referral letter to the geneticist read like this.




Dear Dr Batri

Marcy Bogan is a 42 year old woman who presents with bizarre anatomical abnormalities which she reports 'startid when them rains did', which upon further clarification meant the changes began between about fourteen days ago after extensive rain. Marcy's dorsal surface has a large fin like structure protruding from along her midline, multiple musculoskeletal changes, most markedly shorter toad-like limbs, and amphibian like skin.

Marcy has a history of hypercholesterolemia, obesity and alcoholism. She presents difficulty communicating verbally, and will often grunts respond to questioning. In her home environment she appears to communicate with loud piercing screeching noises.

Please review this patient, I hope you find this case interesting, indeed - Why does Mrs Bogan look like a Mexican walking fish?

Kind regards,
Dr Clark

Marcy stuffed another fistful of chicken into her mouth. "So Marcy, would you like to thank anyone for helping you get this far? Surely you can't have overcome several million years of evolution all by yourself?" asked the reporter. "Well Ken I'd like to thank my family....um Holden...and erm especially Corneal Sanders". Marcy's changing respiratory system was making breathing on land stressful, so she instinctively paddled outside into the rain. The garden was a real mess. In a process best described as watching a baby frog grow in reverse Marcy's body rapidly changed as she slivered towards a nearby storm water drain and ultimately the ocean. Following a completely unrelated, albeit more stressful series of events involving rain, a frustrating absence of money and an annoyingly long wait for food the car lovers manager from the next lot then shot dead the entire KFC Marsden staff. Michael saw this on TV and thought it was okay.  

Snowflakes

Hello my name is Snowflake, I'm a panda. Unfortunately Heidi is unable to continue the narration of this story because she was killed by a large disgruntled duck; it seems when she gave the power back to life, she like life became mortal. She really should have planned better, or at least agreed to the ducks terms. Anyway since she was pretty much the driving force behind this story lets turn over to a philosophical conversation about canned goods...

"So the freshly baked beans get placed inside a can and sealed, air tight, the only way we know there are beans inside the can is the fact the can is heavy and has a baked beans label on it, but whose to say the universe, or the beans themselves don't go off and perform some other great function until that point when the can is opened and the beans therefore NEED to exist. Before that point when the can is opened we ASSUME they exist inside the can, but the more fools us. For all we know beans trapped inside cans have saved the world a hundred times over from unseen influences. We do not say grace for some GOD, we say grace to thank the food products, which for all we know may be the only reason we are here" ranted the young mouse.

"I see... quite the abstract thinker you are, if only you were as wise with your life as you are with the world my friend, tell me have you seen the movie The Thin Red Line at all?" replied Natalie the cat.


"Cant say I have madam, I've never seen such a thing, but I do have more thoughts on beans if I may continue?"

"Please...go on"

"...maybe beyond the Hindu's illusion of Maya, all things man, rocks, cats dirt all of the same life force - with the expanding universe and the growing population of man, there is limited supply and demand for the energy required to create souls for living beings, so while in this state of questionable existence the life force of canned beans is substituted for use elsewhere. The combined life energy of several unopened cans of beans might be used to provide the energy for short lived physical beings such as infants who die shortly after birth and animals that are eaten only briefly after hatching. In this way beans in cans are put to use in the circle of life in the ever struggling economy of existence. In fact every time you open a can of beans, forcing those beans into existence again, you're killing some small unfortunate creature".

"Really young mouse, that is fascinating" grinned Natalie the cat.

Natalie's owner opened a can of baked beans

"And now I ask you my young mouse friend, this great evil...where DOES it come from?"

Lately I keep thinking about being in a band, I'm not sure why – I can't play anything. I sing all the time but apparently I'm not allowed to call it singing. In fact people tell me I ruin songs for them. And it's not just me, a whole bunch of my mates have been thinking a lot about it too. I had this plan that since none of us have any talent we could play in poetry cafes and tell the audience to listen to the music we wernt playing and talent we were not using. Apparently I'm not allowed to think anymore as a result.

Is anyone in a band, has had of has similar being in a band fantasies? If so how did you get into it? Why does it appeal and what sort of music do you play or want to play? I'm 19 which probably makes me a late starter in the band fantasy stakes. I think peaceful warrior used to be in a punk band?

Hi all

Just putting some of my unresolved thoughts on the forum relating to an idea (and by idea I mean a bunch of fragmented unorganized things racing around in my head) I have just had. Perhaps someone has thought along these lines before or can point out where I may have gone astray, or help answer the questions I have. I would be most grateful for any input.    

If we consider how thought leads to substance within the astral by manifesting out of astral 'stuff', the level of thought manifestation within the astral is proportional to the amount of focus, and thought applied. If a thought is accompanied with the intent to create a focused astral creation we can make a thought form, if this is taken to a great enough level it is possible to create a homunculi, or a thought form visibly manifested within the physical world. So we have something of astral origin changing its vibratory quality to become more dense as it is given more definition by an intelligent mind.

I wonder what the influence of the mind is on the astral world, perhaps the polarity of 'as above see below'. Is the mind of a different or higher vibratory quality to the physical reality and thus has more influence on the faster vibrating astral world? Or maybe this is not so, and the reason though forms become more dense the more they are thought about is because they are being bought down to the physical level by the minds slower vibration. If the later is correct than it might be better to not look at the relationship as the mind planting a seed in the astral and feeding its growth with thought – but rather the astral being receptive of the mind and reflecting it, with the mind having no say in the matter, beyond just being the thing the astral copies. And the more the astral copies it, the more thought it has available to copy, the more like the mind the thought/thought form becomes – denser.

Perhaps what may throw a spanner in the works of this theory is the creation of though during projection. Any ideas?

Also I'm finding myself trying to answer if this relationship between the mind and the astral could be used to create a change in the quality of the astral body. If contemplation from a lower level makes a thought denser, the idea of some form of initiation, for lack of a better term, from a high level plain could make the astral body exist within higher levels more easily. A reverse of the thought form/ human mind relationship.

Anyway I hope this has been interesting enough to share.

Best regards
David

Hi all,

This afternoon after a family decision we put down my old dog Max due to a rapidly declining quality of life he was experiencing because of aging. I made some observations I thought I would share incase anyone is interested. As you may know the aura changes with death, even before sudden death changes occur. While my auric sight is not developed enough to see the full effect death has on the aura as I have read, I noted a diminished radiance, a more subtle soft appearance in Max's aura. But what I didn't expect was that the aura around my hand as I stroked his fur just prior to the trip to the vets had massively expanded. His aura somehow affected mine in a way that a normal aura does not, I have not developed any theories about this yet.

The next experience of note is a personal one I considered not sharing, but I can see no harm. The vet administered the fatal dose of the analgesic in the back of my car, as his last appointment for the day, as Max had joint problems and it hurt him enough hoping into the car. I hugged him as he passed away and did my best to make sure he was not afraid, I was totally distraught and sobbing, but then I felt something extraordinary. I can feel the aura much keener than I can see it, at the moment of his death, I felt him move up through me. The feeling that came through me lasted about 10 seconds, it was without doubt the most beautiful thing I have ever felt, stronger than any emotion, and more divine than any blissful state I have ever reached through trance. I can simply not describe it with words, pure love perhaps. I immediately no longer felt the same sadness. I guess this is feeling a free soul, its something I will never forget.

Regards
David

My wisdom teeth are starting to come through on the right side of my mouth. My gums are starting to hurt but there is no sign of any calcified action popping through yet. Id like to open the floor to those who have been here before me and ask -how much is this gonna suck?

Hi everyone, I have some really great links to various hermetics sites and other such things in my favorites so I figured I would share them here for anyone interested in the area.

The hermetic Libary
//http://www.hermetic.com///


The hermetics resource guide
//http://www.hermetics.org/home.html//

Hermetics links
//http://www.hermetics.com/linkspage.htm//

A Bardon Companion
//http://www.abardoncompanion.com///

Norton's Imperium Enochian Magic Papers and links
//http://w3.one.net/~browe/index.htm//

Ceremonial Magick Pages
//http://www.livingwithmagick.com/CMhome.html//

The esoteric studies guide
//http://www.katinkahesselink.net/estg.htm//

The esoteric philosphy home page
//http://www.ualberta.ca/~tlorentz/homepage.html#anchor34210//

Hello everyone!

I did something I feel really good about yesterday and I wanted to share the story with you.

Yesterday I was at the Big Day out music festival, at the very end of the night in the mosh pit for the foo fighters things got far more violent than anyone anticipated, it was more like what you would expect with a punk or metal band. I was with my lady friend Khayla who is fairly little (and I'm a 6ft 57kg skinny boy myself), and it didn't take long for us to both be short of breath battered and physically wrecked. Khayla got kicked in the face by a crowd surfer and then I put myself over her ( I'm a lot taller) and sheltered her. Anyways things went form bad to very bad when a girl next to me fainted (another little person who just shouldn't have been there). She dropped on the ground and got stomped, so I left Khayla and jumped down to get this poor girl who was unconscious and bleeding from what looked to be a broken nose. I got hit in the throat by something and a received a good bruising, I couldn't get a breath in, but I really thought this girl and I were going to die and had a burst of strength that got myself and a girl about my weight off the ground onto our feet. The crowed didn't even stop when they saw her and I had to stand there holding up this past out girl as the band didn't take even five second break between songs. And if you have ever held up a person with completely relaxed muscles you will know how hard it is to do – then add the onslaught of shoving we were receiving, it wasnt pleasent. Eventually I almost fainted and dropped, stood up again and someone else apparently had caught the girl and she somehow was forced through the crowd and over the barricade where the lovely paramedics were waiting. When I went to the medical tent later on because I had feared the worst for Khayla, I saw the girl there. She had broken ribs and was still out cold and on oxygen. My phone was smashed while I was on the ground and I couldn't find Khayla at all, who having just talked to her on the phone at home also got pretty beat up. I feel terrible about that, but fantastic about what I did for the other girl. No one else was prepared to go all the way down to pull her up, and the fact I did it without thinking showed me a quality of myself that I had always hoped I had, but had never had the chance to test before. I felt so good it was like I was floating that night, and it was a lesson worth a bruising and a lot more than my fancy mobile.

Well that's my rambling for the day, if anyone else has any stories of doing something you feel great about and want to share please do.
Best regards []

David

Hi all,

I read the attached link the other day and I think anyone who practices ceremonial magic will find it a good laugh.

Hope you enjoy it!

//http://www.livingwithmagick.com/LBRC.html//

David

Veni Vidi Vici

When I do really strong energy movements through my energy body my physical body often twitches. I know this is because energy pathways are being opend up. But Im curious just how mutch other people shake around.

I often do a meditation I made up where I fall through four elemental worlds, when I 'fall into' the fire world I feel the fire swirling around inside me very strongly. My physical body actually convulses almost like an epileptic fit, it feels like NEW on acid pretty much! The whole experience is wonderful and difficult to explane.

What Im asking is if its normal to experience such strong vibrations? And does anybody elses body ever do that? I can explane the meditation in detail if anybody is interested, it just sort of poped into my head to try one day.

best regards

David

Veni Vidi Vici

Today I saw a necklace of a symbolI felt really drawn to, it is called a Merkabar and is two pyramids, one unside down and going through the center of the other. I was told Merkabar was a meditation system and the symbol has egyption origions. But when I did a web search I got a bunch of stuff about alieans and DNA programing!

Any ideas?

Veni Vidi Vici

Now I am on a uni break I would like to do some work with fasting to experience how it effects meditation and trance. The only problem is I am a very skinny person. I actually have all of the physical symptions of Marfans syndome and luckly not any major ones (spontanious lung collapse or mitral valve prolapse and an assortment of other heart problems) meaning while I probably have the defective gene it thankfully is not mutated enough for me to be diagnosed with the syndrome. Anyways one of the physical symptoms I have is the inability to put on weight. Yeah I know some of you are green with envy but its not all that great http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile.gif" border=0>

So basically to go without food for an extended period might not be a good idea. I did the 40 hour famine last year and I droped to about 54kg. Not good when you consider Im just under 6ft. My normal body weight is 57 and on the body mass index Im "Underweight to the extent of shortening the life span"

My question is how can I experience the benefits of fasting the best I can without harming myself? Maybe I could take vitamins? Or if I do eat just a limited amount what would be the best foods to eat? - my guess is that heavy proteins would be out.

Any advice would be great

regards

David

Veni Vidi Vici

A little while ago in the 'auric sight in mirror' thread I had a breif discussion with Qui-Gon about seeing an auric shadow around the shadow of myself. My previous experiences with this did not make a heap of sence because only solid matter should be able to cast a shodow not energy. So I decided I would do some experiments and here is what Ive found.

Dispite all logic I do indeed see a distict aura around my own shadow and the shadows of other creatures. Where as earlier I remembered it as being a band of 'shadow' that was of a lesser magnitude of darkness then the actual shadow in the space the etheric layer occupies on an actual physical body, I have found that the shadow aura is brighter than the surrounding darkness. Make sence?

If I sit on the top of my outside steps with the porch light above and behind me (at night) a shadow is cast on the cement at the bottom of the steps. By looking at my shodow on this white cement I see around the outside of my shadow a band of bright light almost as bright as the 'real' ethric layer. I lifted my cat in the air so she would cast a shadow and she had the same, however smaller.

While I do not understand the hows and whys of this I do see it, and to pretend it dosent exist because it does not  seem posible is silly. Also my auric sight while developing rapidly is nothing out of the ordinary. While I can see a lot of the aura beyond the ethric I do not see it in colour properly yet. So this is not likely to be any kind of advanced auric sight- simply because Im not yet.

Any ideas?

Best regards

David

Veni Vidi Vici

There are a few religious related threads active here at the moment and Ive decided to talk about a topic that concerns me.

Is Baptising young children wrong? And what are your opinions?

My opinion: Yes, a baptism is a ritual of initiation that does seem to have a real effect. And it does not seem possible to reverse this effect. So what right do parents have to preform a ritual on a child that does not even understand the concept of religion or Christianity. If I were baptised I wound be very upset about it at this stage in my life. I think all individuals should have the right to choose their beliefs and religion at an age when they can reason for themselves. Why should a parents fears be forced onto a child?

Don't mean to rock any boats, I would like to hear how other people see this.


Veni Vidi Vici

Violence is a reality of our world, even the Dali Lama has carried a gun for protection. Many of us here practice martial arts, and have perhaps at some stage wondered what it would be like if combat ever wnet all the way. Or what if we get conscriped into a war, and we have to kill. There is a strong potential that someday the horrible could happen and we could have to kill to save ourselves or someone we love.

My question is this- As a person who persues spritual evolution, what would the karmic effect of killing someone (in defence of course!) be. Could there be any worse karma than killing a person. Or would the fact that it was a matter of survival negate the negative karma?

Veni Vidi Vici

My parents are agiainst everything I believe and hold dear, I am sick to death of having to close down what web page Im on, or hide my book Im reading everytime they walk into the room. And Im tired of hiding my books and wareing my pentergram under my shirt! -quote- "Ill kick your arse  if I ever find you into that stuff!" I hate it I hate it I hate it!!! http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile_angry.gif" border=0>

And I cant move out for 3 years because IM a poor uni student!

Any else ever had this problem?? PLEASE tell me how you coped! I can only even meditate once everone else has gone to bed and by then I am tired! I mean sure Its unlikely that Ill be burned for my beliefs these days but the social hatred and ignorance is just as strong.

Yours insanly

David

Veni Vidi Vici

Ok this spawns form the job section, thought it was better to start a new thread than annoy all of the people wanting to talk about jobs-again http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile.gif" border=0>

Joe-

Hmmm....new debate topic? "Reality TV's good points outweigh its bad points"

Ok buddy Im up for it, not sure where to stand on this one...what the hey it seems like your out numbered by others so what do you say we go tag team on this one. It will be like a beautiful synergy between the forces of light and darkness. Others may say its like two snivling disagreeable Aussies playing on the same team for once http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile_wink.gif" border=0>

Ok on the positive team that Realitiy TV's good points out weigh its bad points we so far have:

Fenris & Joe -the intelectual thunder from down under! (he he think about that one!- its funny cause I typed it before I realised!)

And on the negative team we have... Were counting on all of thoses BB dising people- you know who you are!

Joe- but if they dont want to play I can always beat you in an argument  http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile_approve.gif" border=0>
Please kick us off after you read this!



Veni Vidi Vici

Hi

Im curious about the astral swords RB discusses in Astral Dynamics, the way you 'call' for the sword makes it seem that it is more than just a visualisation, almost a kind of inheritance (for lack of better word). If anyone is familure with using a personal astral sword and knows if it is more than just a visualisation please tell!

Regards David

Veni Vidi Vici

Ok so we have had delightful discussions about education, occupation and hairloss, so I figure why not sport!

I my self am very involved in shooting. Metalic rifle sihlouette to be precise. Unfortunatly the shooting sports have coped a bit of flack over the last few years, especially with all of the horendous things which have happend.

But I love my sport, I love the precision and the fact that its all in the head.

Apart from shooting I like to run, but thats more of a fittness thing than for fun. I used to play footy as a kid but I really suck 1- Im 5/9 and weigh only 55kg 2- dispite being fairly succesful in a sport which is  the ultimate test of hand eye coordination I cant catch a ball to save myself!  http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile_shy.gif" border=0>

Love to hear what sporting activites everyone else is involved with!

Veni Vidi Vici

I have read about programming personal wards to have an intelligent function in a few places, but I have never read how to actually do it.

I imagine this would be a process of visualisation and belief, like a making a thought form, but is there more to it? Or IS a programmed ward just a thought form of sorts anyway?

I was reading about vampire symbionts on Winged Wolfs web page and she theorised that the parasite was perhaps originally 'programmed' by a mage. So it could be a magical process? Where has winged wolf been anyway http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile_sad.gif" border=0>

If anyone knows about the topic could you please enlighten me, I find it really interesting. Perhaps it is the word programmed that creates all of the confusion.

Best regards David


Veni Vidi Vici

Greetings and salutations!

In regards to tactile imaging, Robert states in Astral Dynamics that people who have always worked with visualisation (and visualise in an actual 'seeing' sense easily) may find the NEW system more difficult than others.

This is definitely me. I find it difficult to run an energy circuit anywhere without having an actual image in my minds eye of the area being targeted at each moment. This can seem to take away the actual feeling of the energy moving, and I suppose this would defeat the purpose of the NEW system?

Can the NEW system and visualisation be used together (through necessity) without decreasing the effectiveness of the NEW system? Or do lots of people do what I'm doing?

It is my understanding that there are no visual based energy raising techniques as effective as the new system, do others feel this is correct?


Your advice and opinions would be wonderful!

Best regards David


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Once a Psychic Vampire has been identified and has targeted you what are the best defences?

I have read one authors opinion that it is possible to draw your energy back down the 'cord' the individual has attached to you. But the likely hood of prevailing in such a tug-of-war with someone experienced with the process is slim.

Another defence is apparently to build up and rapidly release a big 'shockwave' of energy. But how could this possibly be beneficial when the person WANTS your energy?

I imagine that tactics involving breaking the individual concentration would only help for a brief period and only against a neophyte Vampire.

I would be interested to hear from anyone who has had experience with dealing with psychic vampires and has read of other methods. I know that Winged_Wolf could certainly add something here.

And also I have read conflicting views about how common conscious psychic vampirism is in society.

As individuals who work more with, and potentially have greater levels of personal energy are we as a subculture more at risk to such predators?

Best regards to all

David


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Not quite sure what the motivation behind this one is but if you are as twisted as me you might (even then chances are slim) find it funny.

I was amoung a group of people and the age old "what do you want to happen with your body when you die" topic came up

I decided that when I die I would like to be cremated (ok nothing new yet) and bottled. Then I want a faithful friend or my brother to sneak away with my genuin ashes and head west where they will locate a large cattle station. Upon arivial they are to mix my ashes with the live stock food... and then refrein from eating steak for the next year.

Its ok, Im one of those people who wares normal street clothes and acts 'normally' and still comes off as kinda wierd. "Its ok David...your a good type of weird"... never did understand it.

But if you DID find it kinda amusing you will LOVE this link
//http://www.tiac.net/users/cri/darwin.html//

If you like it be sure to do a web search on darwin awards because there are heaps of sites.

If there is a humor beter than dark humor...I dont want to know about it

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Hi

At Adrians request I have started a new thread for this topic,  it stems from Tangable Entities  

To quote myself

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Hello all,

I have been having dificulty posting for a while and I wanted to add this earlier.

In the literature I have read about p-shifting I have noticed frequent reference to 'Grey' spirits. Does this ring a bell with anyone?

Also I have a really old fashion black magick ritual to become a werewolf, It is has some aspects which I consider to be well thought out ritual (although I do not practice 'black magick') and a lot of eye of newt, tounge of toad type dribble too. Im sure there would be more credible rituals out there if you were motivated to find them. But if I could please get some feedback as to wether or not it would be appropreate to post I may be able to satisfy some curiosities out there, and create a little laughter perhaps .

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This is the ritual as I have it,

In the first place, it is necessary that the person desirous of acquiring lycantropy should be in earnest believer in the superphysical powers whose favour he is about to ask.

The individual must betake himself to a spot remote from the haunts of men. The powers to be petitioned are not to be promiscuously anywhere. They favour only such waste and solitary places as the deserts, woods, and mountain-tops.

The locality chosen, the candidate must next select a night when the moon is new and strong. He must choose a perfectly level piece of ground, and on it, at midnight, he must mark, either in chalk or string a circle of not less than seven feet in radius, and within this and from the same centre another circle of three feet in radius. Then, in the center of this inner circle he must kindle a fire, and over the fire place an iron tripod containing an iron vessel of water. As soon as the water begins to boil the would be lycantropist must throw into it handfuls of any three of the following. Asafoetida, parsley, opium, hemlock, henbane, saffron, aloe, poppy-seed and solanum; repeating as he does these words:-

'Spiris from the deep
Who never sleep
Be kind to me'

'Spirits from the grave
Without a soul to save
Be kind to me'

'Spirits of the air
Foul and black, not fair
Be kind to me'

'Water spirits hateful
To ships and bathers fateful
Be kind to me'

'Spirits of the earthbound dead
That glide with noiseless tread
Be kind to me'

'Spirits of the heat and fire
Destructive in your ire
Be kind to me'

'Wolves, vampires, satyrs, ghosts!
Elect of all the devilish hosts!
I pray you send hither!
Send hiter, send hither,
The Great grey shape that makes men shiver!
Shiver, shiver, shiver!
Come!  Come!  Come!'

The suplicant then takes off his vest and shirt and smears his body with the fat of a newly killed animal (preferably a cat), mixed with aniseed, champhor and opium. He the binds around his loins a girdle made of wolf's skin, and kneeling doen within the circumference of the first circle, waits for the advent of the Unknown. When the fire burns blue and quickly dies out, the Unknown is about to manifest itself; if it does not then actually appear it will make its presence felt.

There is little consistency in the various methods of the spirits advent: sometimes deep unnatural silence immediately precedes it: somtimes shriekings herald its approach. When it remains invisible its presence it indicated and accompanied by a sensation of abnormal cold and the most acute terror, sometimes it appears as a huntsman, other times as a a monstrocity-half man and half beast.

Good read good giggle

Regards
Fenris

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Hello fellow forum dwellers!

Its four thirty in the morning, I have enough caffeine in me to kill a small dog and I continue to procrastinate and avoid my assignment by starting forum threads. I will literally not sleep tonight and I will have been awake for 40 hours before I will sleep again. Occasionally I hallucinate but that's kinda fun!

How many uni students reside herehttp://www.astralpulse.com/forums/images/icon_Smile_question.gif" border=0>

Lets here what your studying and what you want to be. Myself I am studying registered nursing but only to help me get selected by the Queensland Ambulance Service. Any paramedics here?  

Back to writing barely intelligible dribble about...hmm I should look into that before I start typing again.

Regards David



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