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After a bit of off and on meditation, I unexpectedly lapsed into a very vivid dream last night.
    I dreamt a woman was very seductively leading me into a plush royal blue room with a bed, the glass doors swung open, but instead of doing what I was expected, I stared at the carpet.
    "This is a dream."
She looked at me.
    "Yes, it is a dream . I will guide you through it."
    I'm not so stupid as to not realize that she was obviously some type of energy vampire via sex, but I was interested in what she was going to do, and I didn't want the dream to terminate.
    Together, I remember us standing in front of a building with very clear glass, enough that it made a very good mirror.I told her that I wanted one of those red robes like Amadala wears.
    She laughed, and I noticed a group of black women on a street beside us talking and looking at us strangely because I was lengthening my hair at will.I looked back in the mirror and I had accidentally changed myself black!Both of us nearly fell over laughing then.
    I raised my hands and tried very hard to make the robe, but I never could quite managed it, so I went somewhere else.
    I went to see my friend in college.He was straining over some very difficult math problems, and I handed him an orange and told him I loved him. And then it changed again.
    The strange girl and I were at a banquet table with a flaboyantly gay man. He was talking about his boyfriend, and was saying something absolutely ridiculous.He called us a couple of dykes, and then started ranting about his woes. I was struggling not to laugh but finally busted out saying something biting and sarcastic along with a snort.
    The guy came after me and I started running, another man caught me in the hallway and they started to cut on my arms with a scalpel. I screamed, the vampire-guide was no where around whatsoever.Since it was a dream, I willed myself to wake up.

This entity that siphons off the higher energies of people wouldn't happen to look like a 50ish bald white male, would he?

Well, I lost some weight and got a makeover, this is a more recent photo.

This didn't happen at night, but instead, late morning.
    I awoke to see a metallic gold orb about the size of a soft ball hovering about three inches from my nose, vibrating up and down.The orb had a gold ring around it, reminiscent of the type around saturn without the color.
    It had a very robotic feel to it, it almost made me wonder if it were some sort of spying alien/astral device.That sounds a bit weird, but that was what came to my mind via intuition.
    After I blinked my eyes a couple of times, it was gone.

~ Looking at pictures
     Oh yeah, that IS the Lady of Avalon in James S' bookshelf.I never got around to reading it. Is that a historical novel, J?

Okay, here's me:

Hm. A giant hole floating around in outer space. Which one of you here taught George Bush how to project?

Well,
       I know I'm an Indigo Child because when I was two I learned how to pronunciate certain words very clearly, and when I was 3 my mom caught me drawing halos around this chick in a coloring book.
       I also have a short memory, so with a little luck, I won't remember this by tomorrow.

You've got to be kidding me . This forum generally has all the life and vivacity of a crypt. If we could somehow integrate "fun" in with solemnity, perhaps we could avoid this place being either a funeral parlor or Beverly Hills 90210.
    If you want MY picture, you have to get to know me better.Then, I have to like you.And, I don't stoop to dating humanoids.

I've always had a weird tendency to fall in love with more than one person at once, but then again, I am always there when they need me and I have never abandoned anyone I love.
   I also feel a bond with that person, but generally usually one or two others.Is that odd, or what?
   I try to avoid relationships because of my unconventional genetic layout.

A drug user on erowid.com underneath the influence of Ketamine recorded a nearly identical experience with this spirit.
  I neither take drugs nor did I know this woman at the same time.

    Hey,
      I'm pretty much off/on on meditation, but when I was 17 I had a "void" experience in which I entered this place that was totally dark, silent, and full of everything at the same time.
     This female oversoul (or so it seemed) greeted me, and began to explain time and death to me, and how whenever you are dead, from this timeless state, life is like a dream.She asked me if I would like to stay with her , and I declined, because I knew if I merged with her, I would totally die. I still do not know what she is.
     Lately since ive taken up meditation again, my body will loose all sensation, its not like numbness but almost like my brain doesnt register that it's there. It's actually kind of peaceful. One weird thing that I noticed though, is that when I was doing it and got up rather quickly my eyes had trouble focusing. I also realized my eyes had been open for about twenty minutes and I had not blinked the entire time. Weird.
     After about a week or so of regular meditation I had a lucid dream. If you are interested you can read about it in the "dream" category.

Hey,

    I'm basically female, but I have male pattern body hair and a way different concentration of hormones and feel sort of stuck between the genders at times. Where does that place me?
    Also, if spirit is genderless, and you are working in a spiritual realm and not focusing on the physical, then logically it may follow that there it may be clear and neuter also.

Here's the first chapter of the book that I set down all my secrets in.When I am done, I am going to send it to every major Publishing house in Europe and the Americas.Please give me a review when you are finished reading it.


 Act I. Blueberry Diarrhea Metamorphosis
     
     It was late evening, and once again, the good Dr. Thujone went through the ritual of poking the edges of Mr.Squiggle's brain via his eardrum with a very sharp stick.Every time Squiggles uttered a simian shriek, the large disco ball overhead lit up.The stereo came on, and Thujone began to groove with the smooth tunes of Parlament Funkadelic.
    He inserted a bit of carmel popcorn into the monkey's brain to stop the bleeding, and fervorently hoped his clown lover wouldn't bust through the door at any second, moaning about his hemmroids.Not knowing the monoboxtoyl-90 in the cheap popcorn would turn the monkey into a messiah and undisputed ruler of the cosmos, Thujone retired to his pickup truck to chew pine needles and plot the movement of the Pleaides.
    Morag the Philosopher Circus-Clown began to cry as he realized his lover had left him inside the gigantic Fischer-Price replica again. He laid down on the cold plastic surface and felt very sorry for himself.
    Meanwhile, 12 honored Elders of different galaxies sat upon their thrones and decided on the fate of the universe.
     The good doctor of Melbert sat upon his specially designed beanbag and pondered his research as he bit into his mung bean sandwich. He snorted escatically, and a mung bean became hung up in his nose! He had dreaded this day for centuries, but got up, went to his bean-shaped goody holder, and pulled out a chopstick.Ah, the wonders of precognition.The odd vibrations in the lodged bean indicated to him that one of their kind had gone horribly wrong and was plotting to murder him.Zamboota jumped up, ran to his window, and looked out through his lacy curtains to see if anyone was there, but no one was.

Oddly enough, instead of becoming an abuser, it had the exact opposite effect on me, I hardly ever kill bugs and I have a really hard time eating meat, if I didn't have specific blood illnesses Iwould forgo it entirely (and I sometimes go a very long time without eating it already.)
   I've also been attacked by MANY spirits, and instead of making me more fearful, in a way, I think the experiences are starting to beat the fear out of me.
   I hope I'm not sounding too whiny - thank you for listening.

Lately I was in a very depressed way, so I went online to speak to some of my friends. This is what happened:
    SEVERAL of them that are normally really friendly were trying to edge me into suicide.Afterwards when a good friend of mine asked about the situation, one said he didnt know what had happened and thought maybe it was a joke that got out of control.
    I've been online a long time and I've never had anything like that happen before...Either i'm not very good at sizing up personalities or something unexpected occured, which made me wonder if there is an entity interference, if they want to destroy me for some reason.
    But why me? How am I a threat to them?

Hello everyone,

    It's very interesting that you mentioned this topic, because as an abuse victim myself I can testify to your hypothesis connecting abuse with negative entities.
    Mine was basically emotional abuse, and went on from the time I was a rather young child (by my mother via emotional games) until I was 12, from classmates.
    By that age it had gotten so bad that me, beforehand a mentally healthy girl, had resorted to anorexia, drug abuse, and self mutilation..I also had disassociation and a lot of post traumatic stress.
    I also noticed that I started to hear abusive voices in my head after leaving the situation and I couldn't get rid of it, so I tried to ignore them.
    Not too long ago I felt like I was being "followed" around by someone, so I talked to a friend about out. He removed a male entity from me that I could sort of hear in a corner of my mind speaking to me, this one wasnt particularly BAD, though. A rather new, confused entity.
    The one who spoke to me I tried (I'm supposing successfully) to evict.That voice hasnt been back since.
    Also when I was young I would notice that people (children) would either A.Stare at me and get very quiet, or B. attack me incessantly for no reason whatsoever.I moved from one place to another and this always happened, even though I tried to be nice to everyone.

In 2012, I still won't get laid.

I just wanted to start out by saying that I cannot think for myself and I am glad there are people in this world who can think for me so I won't make any boo-boos. I could have landed in a CULT and the great people here at astral forums led me away from it. Thank you so much!
Trust me on this. I used to live in a Branch Dividian compound ,and let me add that 90 percent of the people here wouldn't come close to passing an ink-blot test.
 And, in trying to set the rules, you become the exact same type of person that you try to differentiate yourself from. Interesting.I can say whatever I want, as long as I do it YOUR way? Free speech doesnt apply here? Cool.
I can see you got a bit snippy there, did I hit a bit too close to home?Man, that SUCKS, that really, really SUCKS.If you want to tinkle and moan about something, perhaps you should go wipe out the "Masturbation" topic underneath the forums.This is supposed to be a site that even kids can chat on.
  No, that's great! If there is a Masturbation topic, that instantly means there are pedophiles in your chat rooms trying to pick up kids.If you prefer pedos in your chat rooms to freethinkers, that's fine by me.Go ahead and shut down this particular thread and let *that* one go on, by all means.
  You sensor some kid talking about demon wars, yet you ignore the visible demons on your site.Some of the users here are 13 and 14.Great job.

Lol-

    If you're bored by a topic, no one posts to it and it eventually ends - the topic takes care of itself. As far as the administrator "forbidding" this topic, perhaps he can take me aside and tell me which types of schizophrenia are tolerated and which aren't - because I fail to see how much harm GothicDragon can do compared to Nezabealeta, who is talking about how they prefer to masturbate before they astral travel.
   And it's supposed to be a forum for all ages. I love the hypocracy.
         
       
This place has it all.Some good topics, fuzzy logic, and people who prefer to berate others for no apparent reason. Keep it coming.

Oh, and I just wanted to add that just about every religion conceives of some sort of negative force, especially negative spirits.This is even found in paganism, and i'm sure any friendly neighboorhood librarian could help you find a book on classical paganism.
    It's funny, even though the idea of a "demon war" is dismissed, it seems many of the people believe in it, what with all the posts in the psychic attack forum.
    Don't mind me, i'll quit using my mind, strap on my diaper and get a drool bucket.

There's some guy on another thread that claims he can hear voices in his head. I believe you can find the thread underneath the "psychic attack" category.
 This individual is nice and hasnt been berated by anyone else. Why such lopsided treatment? How is his apple any further from the cuckoo tree?

With all due respect, how is the idea of a bunch of invisible demons fighting one another any less retarded than other "respected" subjects on astral pulse, such as magic, faeries, angels, etc?
 The moderators must be from America. Have you visited our country lately?It's all about Nazi-like control.
 Let people discern for themselves what this girl is saying.If it's a cult, I hope they have enough sense to step out of it for themselves.How is fighting negative entities any less cultish than an entire community of people that sit around talking about one author as if he's God-like?

          I haven't laughed this hard in a LONG time.Keep up the good work, folks!

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The majority is often wrong, and they are not clever enough to think outside the box. They just live their life, working 9-5, six days a week, for some scrooge with little or no hair left, so that one day they can become the scrooge, and later on retire when they're too old to enjoy what little remains of their life because their life energy has been sapped from them in the process of earning the money to retire.

    That means that the REALLY intelligent among us speculate that we were demons in our past lives and other people can read our auras and vibrations through expensive colonic irrigations.

Oh yeah, and I think there may have been large, light blue quartz crystals sticking up out of the sand?