I made a post in a thread saying how I was going to share some experiences I've had in the past year. Here I go. If you believe me, that's great. If you don't, that's fine as well.
In March, I saw a UFO. Now, please understand I'm the last person to admit any object in the sky is a UFO. I'd rather be caught dead than implying something was an alien aircraft. It was exactly how cultures of bygone times described it: "Chariots of Fire", "Balls of Fire", etc etc. It was orbish; it was glowing all sorts of reds and greens. It looked like a ball of fire travelling through the sky. It was flying low; I know this because on that particular night, there was very low cloud coverage, but it was flying below the clouds. It made no noise whatsoever. It traveled Northwest-west. It's also curious to note that not a single plane flew that night, which is extremely rare, being that I live ten minutes from an airport. On my trainride to school, everybody who lived in my area was talking about it.
About a month later was my brother's birthday. He turned 21, and for the occasion, I lit up a cigar. We were both smoking. I tapped the cigar to get rid of the loose ashes. All of a sudden, the embers that had fallen off rose up and floated stationary in front of my face. It was insane. (I've named this type of event a time/physics disorder; I've had a couple happen to me).
That night, I had a very strange dream. (This is where I start to lose most people . . . ) I was in a room with black paint on the wall. The room was in a cemetary; I know this because right out the window were rows and rows of headstones, the first row close enough to touch. In the room was a green-robed figure with green eyes. (I'm aware of the "Green Eyes Society" phenomena on this board) He spoke to me about receiving a message from New York within a day. Then, the dream ended. The following morning, on Sunday (When there is usually no postage) I found a letter in my mailbox - From New York City!
From the Portugese States of America
It was on a plain piece of printing paper. It's . . so f'kn strange. The letter had no return address but it was metered, meaning it was sent from a company/corporation/agency (Gov't or civilian).
That's it.
In March, I saw a UFO. Now, please understand I'm the last person to admit any object in the sky is a UFO. I'd rather be caught dead than implying something was an alien aircraft. It was exactly how cultures of bygone times described it: "Chariots of Fire", "Balls of Fire", etc etc. It was orbish; it was glowing all sorts of reds and greens. It looked like a ball of fire travelling through the sky. It was flying low; I know this because on that particular night, there was very low cloud coverage, but it was flying below the clouds. It made no noise whatsoever. It traveled Northwest-west. It's also curious to note that not a single plane flew that night, which is extremely rare, being that I live ten minutes from an airport. On my trainride to school, everybody who lived in my area was talking about it.
About a month later was my brother's birthday. He turned 21, and for the occasion, I lit up a cigar. We were both smoking. I tapped the cigar to get rid of the loose ashes. All of a sudden, the embers that had fallen off rose up and floated stationary in front of my face. It was insane. (I've named this type of event a time/physics disorder; I've had a couple happen to me).
That night, I had a very strange dream. (This is where I start to lose most people . . . ) I was in a room with black paint on the wall. The room was in a cemetary; I know this because right out the window were rows and rows of headstones, the first row close enough to touch. In the room was a green-robed figure with green eyes. (I'm aware of the "Green Eyes Society" phenomena on this board) He spoke to me about receiving a message from New York within a day. Then, the dream ended. The following morning, on Sunday (When there is usually no postage) I found a letter in my mailbox - From New York City!
From the Portugese States of America
It was on a plain piece of printing paper. It's . . so f'kn strange. The letter had no return address but it was metered, meaning it was sent from a company/corporation/agency (Gov't or civilian).
That's it.
). But I need complete silence to meditate. Either complete silence or a white noise track. Recently, I discovered that a white noise track that is about an hour and a half works the best for me, but due its sensory deprivation properties, I tend to hallucinate while listening to it, and it disrupts my meditation. Does anybody know of a beach sounds or forest sounds track that is about an hour and a half long? I was thinking I'll take the natural sound track and put the white noise track in the background. I'd post it up here if you kind fellows would like.