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This morning in my bedroom, a bloke jumped on me shouting at me to wake up.  "Are you awake??? Wake up mate!  Mate!! Wake up!!!"  But I was already awake (not as awake as a buddha but I wasn't asleep).  He seemed really anxious to talk to me, like he'd finally found someone.  Very desperate.

But then he faded out of view.
I tried to talk, and heard a few voices from him, but couldn't really work it out.  I asked that he gets helped to "go into the light if thats what he wants".  I dunno what that means but i've heard people say that crap before so thought i'd give it a go.  Not much happened after that.  I had to get out of bed to take a excrement (hope he didn't watch me).

My third eye is being unblocked quite quickly as i'm going through a little cleaning process.  As it unblocks i'm seeing more and more suprising stuff, usually when i'm relaxed in bed or meditating or something.  This morning was closest i've got to a conversation.  Usually I just sit there watching them until they fade away and I try to control myself so I don't get scared.

I mean, what are you supposed to do when you see a ghost?  Especially if they are unhappy or desperate.

I have had a big passion for rhyming and poetry lately.  I just type and type and try not to stop to think, sometimes I speak it out loud and record it, whatever comes through.  

Hopefully you will enjoy reading it.  

It's that jigsaw puzzle surrounding my loveable charm again, the calm was next to history but this was dead. I think the work he put in was so underrated. That's when the thunder came and stole his only face painted.. fears. Save me a seat at the back of the airplane, I care mate but not enough to share the same mind frame. My eyes shake when ricicles emit the odour, I know the time but so does every other joker. Hold the line i'll be right back to back, i've just forgotten. The job was left undone like buttons, wonder what his plan was? Jack frost took everything I had, like Jazz music it's usually improvised, the shite left over. Beg for soldiers power, loud as gun smoke, look the whole world's getting similair. Think again?  No thanks, i'll bank the emptiness instead of dreams. I led the team to battle, after that i thought i'd bleed. But stains were missing, safe from littering the ground with drowned beliefs, I freed the heat seeking seamen, seriously, i'm serious bro. Like cheerios the hole inside my portion grew, I ought to keep my cool at least that's what I thought. I walked forever, then it hit me, this is going nowhere?  Chose to stop and stare, to drop the care bear attitude, back to you but who can rely?

Eat my shorts, I thought i'd be there this November. Never ends like stories, caught me using ruthless force, I chewed the lozenge every day until my mouth went sore. I shouted for attention, then the tendants in my jaw broke, I scored the bogus fairground in my card of flawed hopes. More jokes invaded every primitive compartment, I shot the garden afterwards when jargon landed. The standard truth was back to bruise my graveyeard. I staked the hargen-daz ice cream and tonight the light beams are too bright like clever folk. Can't take a joke what's wrong with these attendants? Sentencing themselves to lifeless wealth and piles of self-inflicted pain. I missed the game of football. Look for me sometime, i'll come from by the curtains, heard the company was fine around that way. The sound of grace was taken over, safe from older pensioners, I helped them too though. Remmeber? I'm the lion that was brought up with those wooly sheep. I come in peace but check out your reflection.

Fireflies were there, I swear they weren't so friendly. The stolen envy met me by the frozen sentry. I opened gently then the power flooded in. Coupled with another sing along of gin.  The tonic, dropped it, slowly, only I was there still. The scary hill had risen even further than i'd since expected. Tested menaces were sent in thousands. Ten pounds of loudness drowned the babies' shouts and naked houses sounded out until the power drifted out of view. I counted to a million in my sleep, then woke from deep eternity and heard more than I believed had even started. If that darkness hadn't been so silent, I might've had a chance at understanding how harmless it all is. The pitfall drinks his corpse with suffering, it's just a simple way to wake him up though I think. Might sink into his system after sometime, no rush though, the book goes on wether or not I want it to. I jumped the queue so fast that noone even saw it, I called it teleportation, ?? don't look so astonished. My cocky reasons, seemed to penetrate their sleep state, their feet are starting to shake but there's a long way to go. I'll make you grow, just take that cold hand and go mad for a minute with it. I'll sit in silence if you want, and pinch you when you fall back in your patterns. Cat and mouse can doubt each pillar without even noticing, I showed him how to grin all by himself. His health has since improved, I think he glued himself together, is that cheating?

Whenever rocks were there his mouth stood wide open like a treasure box. The feathered watch he used was cool to say the least. I paid them three times as much just to watch them say "bonk the police". Humble sheets of paper, played the valley's chapter and then fell. I send them to the well to fetch the dirty wishes. Heard me whispering, I lit the simple candle. Battered each remarkable ear hole, the stolen vandal. Hooligan, the rules again incase you didn't catch on, the first time that song was played I celebrated all year round. The sheer sound beneath the ground of luxury, bugger me this isn't what I had in mind! I stabbed him twice as nice as any murderer with words of isolation, take the train today or never. Spent the last remainder on a jumble sale, set sail for the desert. The weather's kinda hot out there, the ground scares me coz it burns the blisters within my vehicle. A sneak will do, just use him on the day when things aren't going perfect. I know he hurt them then but look he's still a person. Learn them topics cos it's time to tackle problems. The raffle was the first chance, that was gambling with the nonsense. What's the shop on that road called? The so called general store, the general from the war owns it, i've known him all along. You call him "John" I call him "What's his name" the sausage tastes the same no matter what.

Delivered it on time, the conquered sign upset me. I let them feed me though, it seemed to go away eventually. For centuries i'd eaten stupid foods just for the sake of it. Just coz I liked the shape of it, instead of the taste of it. The neighbours hid my speakers, i didn't even get the chance to answer back cos they even unplugged the jack. Jackarses, what harm was I announcing?

Now, I always thought of Big Brother as a great money making scheme.  Not only for the winning contestants and the media, but for me.  Around the time of last year's Big Brother series I was getting heavily involved in remote viewing.  I ended up putting money on (Kate) quite early on, and so eventually won £120.

So this year, without being too cocky - i'm getting back into remote viewing.  Now i've asked my inner self who will win, I have an answer but not totally satisfied with it yet.  Big Brother seems a lot easier for psychic-type bets than horse racing or lottery because you get a feel of the characters, espeically if you watch it reguarly.

Anyone want to join in?  So far I am thinking "Cameron".. but still undecided.  I also got a few other names shouted at me.

[Robert MonroeRobert PetersonRobert BruceBruce Moen]

Robert Monroe
Robert Peterson
Robert Bruce
Bruce Moen

Look at the letters and names... all very similair.. Monroe, Moen ?  Robert Bruce, Bruce Moen... Robert, Robert, Robert and Robert.  It seems you either have to be called Robert or Bruce to be a very good projector.  Robert Bruce is called both, he must be a master.

Is anyone experienced with kundalini?  Some sort of awakening has started and it's becoming quite painful and hot.  A book tells me one thing and websites tell me other things.  I'm confused how to handle my experience, and I am afraid.  Would appreciate replies/private messages.

I've had cold hands and cold feet for a week or so now, aswell as a feeling of numbness in them. I've heard that this is likely to be an energy blockage?  I am useless at finding where the blockage would be, I have stimulated all over using NEW, but still a bit unsure if they are blockages or not or what to do next.  I couldn't find any information on dealing with blockages apart from reiki, and my reiki doesn't seem to be helping.  I have come across some pains in my chest, back, neck and throat and sometimes in my left elbow.. Feelings of buzzing pressure and when I focus on them they become more painful.  I experimented with my chest the other night, and I focused and kept with the pain, eventually i felt a slight release and it moved up to my throat.  Do I have to do this again?  It's so painful.

I thought I had got rid of these pains the other week but now it seems they came back.

Any ideas?

For months I had energy pains in the lower left part of my body.  They climbed further and further up through the heart into the top of my back.  The pains stayed for a couple of months or so in each area.  Very bad pains, sharp, long and itchy.  They usually happened at night time and in the mornings.  But sometimes they would go on all day.
I finally faced the pains and when I sat and meditated I concentrated on them.  The pain grew stronger as I focused on my back, it became so painful, my whole body was in agony and at one point I thought my heart would explode.  And then everything stopped.

And since then the pains have gone.  But it seems something else has gone with them.  My dreams have gone, my OBEs have gone.  My feeling of energy has gone.  My creativity seems less than before.  It seems even my clarity of awareness has gone.  I am left feeling empty and without love.  When I meditate it doesn't feel the same anymore, my mind is blank but no joy is there.  It is like loneliness, and even with friends and family I feel it.  And I spend the day sitting, I don't want to do anything, when I get up to do something I have no interest in it.  But at the same time I have no intersest in sitting!  
I like to write usually but now I have lost interest, I like to listen to music but it seems I am uninterested with that too.  I like to go out with friends but now it doesn't feel the same.  When people start a conversation, the things I usually enjoy talking about become a bore.  All that is left is an emptiness.

Has anyone felt this loneliness?  What is it?

Hi all,
When I first started learning to project I was able to do it almost 3 times a week.  Now i'm at a stage where I still get the sensations, and usually feel that i'm about to project, but my heart seems to stop me.  It's as if i'm scared of my own heart.
It's not the feeling of it beating fast that scares me, it's the feeling of it opening and the energy pains I get before proejcting.  Are these energy pains caused by my negative feelings of fear of the heart?
Is it only fear that is holding me back? It is strange that I wasn't scared of the heart when I first started projection.  
Has anyone gone through anything similair, or can anyone give me some advice?

KP

http://www.prawny.com

After reading Robert Peterson's e-book i've been interested in communicating with my inner voice.  I've ask it questions and it's given me some strange answers.  
It seems to always want me to do evil things like "kick that dog" "tell her you hate her" rather than Peterson's voice which tells him to help people and help him get around easier.
It tells me to do things like "cross the road now, go on it's safe" but if I would've listened to it and crossed I would've been run over.  It somehow puts horrible images and thoughts in my head of things i'd really hate to happen like close friends/family dying.

Is this a negative voice in my head? A psychic attack? My fears building up? A spirit? Am I meant to be evil/suicidal?

I had my 2nd conscious OBE the other day and it made me wonder about astral eyes/physical  eyes.  I had been travelling up some stairs astrally but I couldnt see, so I decided to open my eyes.  A minute or so later when I re-enered my body my eyes were open in my body.  I didn't need to open them.  I've read from Robert Bruce that you don't need to open your eyes just say in your mind that you want to see.  But it seemed like I actually opened my physical eyes during the projection.

Anyone ever had this happen?

That's not God

hi

Don't worry about spelling
I am good at spelling but it hasn't got me anywhere

Involved, obsessed.

Death is coming.  So?

It's already perfect.

www.kundalini-teacher.com is a nice site.

You are wherever your consciousness is.

Still existing

Outcomes to rely on

Mind games

how gay

Nah
I wouldn't disbelieve either

I think beliefs are stupid.  Just like me

Aesthetics should be the only religion; poetry and dance should be the only prayer. To be creative should be the only way to God, because he is the creator; the moment you create, you are full of him.

from Osho

So when you flex, the energy pushes up harder?

This happens to me, first you tense/flex, then the energy tries harder to push through, so when you let go of the tension, there's a stronger sensation as it moves up.  It sounds like what you were saying.

Have a look at www.kundalini-teacher.com in the "symptoms" section to see if you match with those.

It's kundalini energy rising up and pushing out old blockages.  Sometimes it feels nice, sometimes painful.  The last few months it has cleared out my throat and jaw area and now it's working on my third eye.

I used to spend 4 hours a day

what else to do?

Start with heavy stuff

A door

It will trick your mind.  Spend ages trying to move a door.  Then when you go to move a little object like a pen or something, you will expect it to be much easier.  And it will be!

boredom comes from knowledge.  if you pass through boredom it'll lead to great mysteries.  aceept it!  it doesn't hurt to be bored.

I didn't used to think about past lives.  Now I am starting to remember parts of them as my old blockages are being cleared.  I have even shouted out sometimes when remembering.  Some feelings of total joy and amazement.  I even cried not so long ago when I remembered a place I used to visit.

There came a point where I knew I have lived before this.  Not a belief, not a part of knowledge, more of an understanding.

lately, i've been going through a process where my old energy blockages are being removed

a big flow of energy pushing upwards, pushing the blockages up and out of the top of my head

i've watched when I smoke and the flow of energy kinda goes a bit crazy.. when i drink, the energy flow really slows down and causes a lot of pain later

i try to stay away, but its really not easy explaining to friends why i'm not drinking/smoking as usual

this weekend was my birthday
i had drunk a lot and smoked a lot on the saturday night... when i woke up on sunday I had a really nasty OBE with some awful painful feelings, very hot, very powerful.. thought i was giong to die.  the last two days i've been feeling really excrement.. full of blocked energy, not just a hangover.. those are not much...

so my advice is to do what ya want...
a few months ago it didnt matter to me wheter i drank or smoked, but it's really affecting me now.  really doesnt help with energy flow.