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[Poor we are, in front of the golden onesin front of the inner-free]

In trance I was reading some words on paper, then I could see a screen and some images, I tried to jump inside but could not. Kept on looking at the scenes, touching the screen and paying attention, then I was out in my astral room watching the tv. It wasn't really my room, but it looked a lot like it and I had all my stuff there.

Changing the channels of the tv there was the same thing on all the channels, 'Chaves' (a comedy show). I didn't want to watch that at that time, so I turned off the tv and was kinda upset for not having anything interesting to do. So I thought "Yes, the radio, I always get to hear interesting things.", it was not different this time.

The volume was kinda low, I turned it up to the maximun and still it wasn't so loud, but I could hear the song perfectly. It wasn't like any song I've heard before. There was a woman singing, and I'm not sure if her voice was doubled with another voice a little out of pitch (almost imperceptibly out of pitch), or if they were two different voices. I don't remember hearing any kind of drums or percussion, nor rhythmic instruments, still the sound was 'full'. Again I get the nostalgic feeling, as if it was a long lost song of the past.

It played for some good 4 minutes, the chorus was repeated about 3 times, I had to chose some parts of it to remember because the lyrics were long, and otherwise I wouldn't have remembered anything at all.

Ok, I felt the song wasn't meant to be depreciative of the human level or existence, quite the opposite, the chorus went like:

Poor we are, in front of the golden ones
in front of the inner-free

While she sang I wondered why she included herself in the 'poor category', if she was an astral being and aware of these 'golden ones' and 'inner-free', what kept her from achieving that? Then I understood, from the rest of the lyrics that I can't remember, that she wasn't talking about how we (humans and astral beings) are far behind them, but that we are getting closer, and that, I presume, there is nothing that will stop us from becoming 'golden ones' and 'inner-free', for whatever that means 

Then I was crying, I wanted to know where I was, what was I doing? Am I on the messed up part of the astral? Why can't I see the good things right now? Where are the golden ones? Yet I was thankful for being able to experience this and for my life.

Then out through the window I flew, over the city, there were smog and traffic jams, but there were also people smiling and playing volleyball... I wondered "Why aren't they flying? They could be having much more fun." - Well, because they aren't trying.

Well, the telekinetic force possibly exists, it has been reported and studied, but whether it can be consciously controlled or not is up to debate.

So make sure you use a bowl, like this...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H5NwRfMJgOQ

I wish I had telekinesis.

Cavernstoy

You know this video is a hoax, right? The guy who made it admitted he faked the effect using air tubes connected to the non-visible front legs of the desk. Check out the link he provided to the unexplained mysteries website.

Imagens for images

Vídeo for video

Wow, this is getting very interesting. Unlike stars, I had no idea planets could excert any other measurable effect beside the gravitational pull, I'm one century late on this 

So, it was actually true, at least to some extent. What I felt during the experience, and this one was not a voice while in trance, but a teacher in a dream school, is that the Earth itself speaks by lightnings, it's the actual communication, she said that the other planets 'read' the lightnings like letters, much like the example you gave of the morse code.

At that time that information seemed to me too allegorical to be taken seriously, like something you could tell 5-year-olds when they asked about storms.

It didn't cross my mind that this could be a technology used by beings for interchange of information, but yes, it seems possible as an alternative, or complement for satellite communications, imagine, instead of stream, they pack all the data in a single lightning and zap, it's all in front of you!

It's called Transcommunication, and they claim to be able to contact the spirit world through the use of a tv set, some special lightbulbs and some cameras.

http://www.transcomunicacao.com.br/

You're right zareste, as an example, my grandfather was a native indian, and my mother use to say that when they were kids they never went to the hospital, because he knew treatment for many diseases within the plants. Infection, insect sting, sore throat, there was a different plant, or a different concoction for each case, knowledge that they've gathered for thousands of years.

I have never met him, for he died a few years before I was born, and it's sad to know that much of that knowledge has disappeared along with their land and culture.

Indeed, I'm not sure if they were spoken of in higher regards than those of the other species, I just caught the word 'Neanderthal' as a fragment of the story that the voice was telling. Unfortunately I cannot tell how it happened, all I can consciously remember hearing is that it didn't happen like a single, new and independent group spreading throughout the world.

However, I don't recommend anyone believing this without scientific support, I've also heard once that lightnings are like an interplanetary chat 

Ah, from what I understood of the experience, and this is in no way a scientific explanation, is that the other breeds that lived alongside with the Neanderthals never went extinct. There was no superior race that replaced the former, instead, they mixed their genes, and that helped them adapt more successfully to the changing environment. Only the Neanderthals were more populous, and their characteristics carried over more predominantly.

I've found this link about SALLEKHANA: http://www.jainworld.com/general/Elizabeth/Spanish/education/seniors/senles15.htm

It says it's not a sacrifice, but an act of acceptance and redemption when one is terminally ill.

That was a great experience Clarky! When looking into an astral mirror you're always in for a surprise, I've had strange images reflected too, and eventually I'm not even myself. Keep us posted on your progress.

lol me too, I almost pulled off the phones when the razor came closer 

Don't know who they are, but the idea was very clever

Put on your headphones, close your eyes and enjoy, amazing 

http://david-heron.me.uk/blog/2007/04/08/virtual-barbershop/

In my experience it's both, because at the same time that I feel like going outside of my body I feel like getting into my mind. Now if you ask if I believe that it's all a creation of my brain I'd say no, I'm totally convinced that the mind can operate without the body.

Hello bjb1234,

possible it is, the issue is the objectivity of the experience, it's how much of what you see that corresponds with the reality. It can vary greatly, so it's hard to tell how reliable the informations received really are.

Regarding the case of the kidnapped child, I'd say it's best not to look for her by appearance, because they might have cut/dyed her hair and she might be wearing glasses so that people won't recognize her. Instead, try to become her and see through her eyes. There is a sticky topic about her case under Astral Chat.

It was nighttime and I was with some friends playing a strange chess game. I attacked with the bishop, and launched it a great distance over landscapes of fields and urban areas, but it didn't get where I wanted it to. They told me the castle stood beyond that place, so I took off and flew towards the area.

The view was beautiful and my flying was very good, surprisingly. After arriving at the castle I meet one of the king's subjects, who tells me that the king is asleep, but invites me to walk in and explore. The place is not too big, the king sleeps on a couch in the living-room, by his side lies a bottle of wine. I ask the subject why the king sleeps there, then he tells me that it's because they have no beds.

Since it's kinda late I'm invited to spend the night there, so I take a look at some of the rooms, they are all very nice with wide windows and colorful carpets, but this carpet must be someone's bed.

Not feeling sleepy I go for a walk. After exploring the middle and the top floor of this 3 stories castle I notice that they don't have a lot of furniture, instead they have holes in the columns and walls where they keep things like trinkets, glasses and other things.

The night is gone, and I'm at a window staring into the blue of the sky, then it turns into a huge sphere, then I wake up.

Yup, depends on the level of awareness, it was a semi-lucid dream, I knew I could defeat them even though they were visually much stronger than me, but the one who killed me was the weakest of them. I didn't even think he was a fighter. I had defeated the big ones, and this dude came, he looked like a damn rubber band, lol kinda like Dhalsim, I didn't consider that I could have been killed by that thing.

These unexpected strangeness confuse me, if I see a ninja I'm ready for it, but if I see a dancing pencil I'm totally thrown off guard.

The point I tried to make is that it's not always easy to have/keep a high awareness of the endless possibilities available, eventually the circumstances will subdue you, and this I believe is one of the reasons why we dream, to learn to solve these problems that are presented to us in form of images.

When I lost I wasn't wishing to lose, someone got my neck and choked me to death, then I woke up. Interesting though, once I had this experience and when I woke up I was with my hand on my neck choking myself. I may be wrong, but those that say that never lost were lying, they wouldn't have developed any skills without losing or having difficulties.

The mythical land of Shangri-La is the novelist James Hilton's fictional account of the legendary Tibetan paradise Shambala. In Hilton's 1933 novel, Lost Horizon, he changes the name of the paradise to Shangri-La. This lost Tibetan paradise is a valley cut off from the world. The wisdom of the human race is being conserved there against the threat of imminent catastrophe. Hilton's novel was turned into a hit Hollywood movie and the name Shangri-La came to mean a lost paradise.

The legend of this lost valley is one of the most ancient Tibetan myths, and one of the most striking myths of a sacred landscape, a landscape that inspires stories itself. Traditionally, Shambala is located in the Himalayas, in the remotest part of Tibet, on a high plateau, surrounded by a ring of mountain peaks.

The myth of a lost Tibetan paradise came to the notice of Europeans in the 1580s, when travellers to the court of the court of the Moghul Emperor Akbar heard strange and wondrous tales of a remote Himalayan world. Although the story is told in a Buddhist text and is considered Tibetan, the tale seems to have been recorded first in India in AD 962. The tale is that there is a land behind the Himalayas full of peace and harmony where an isolated people live in accordance with Buddhist precepts preparing for the day when the world will be ready to live in peace. The kingdom is in the shadow of a white crystal mountain, approachable only through a ring of peaks. Next to the mountain are a lake and a palace. Here the wisdom of humanity is conserved, ready to save the world when needed.

The present Dalai Lama says this about Shambala:

Nowadays, no one knows where Shambala is. Although it is said to exist, people cannot see it, or communicate with it in an ordinary way. Some people say it is located in another world, others that it is an ideal land, a place of the imagination. Some say it was a real place, which cannot now be found. Some believe there are openings into that world which may be accessed from this. Whatever the truth of that, the search for Shambala traditionally begins as an outer journey that becomes a journey of inner exploration and discovery.

Today, Shangri-La is seen both as a place, and as an era of enlightened consciousness. The Tibetans say that the need to find paradise elsewhere is it what keeps us from having it. Wherever Shangri-La is, the search for it continues.





text from: http://www.pbs.org/mythsandheroes/myths_four_shangrila.html

We've tried locating a missing girl in 2004, but her case was never solved.

Please, share more information, last place she was seen, age, name of the parents and a picture.

Nice, your songs sound good, are you using a V-amp?

Yup, in trance I often hear songs that exist, but the arrangement and lyrics are a bit different from the originals. It's fun to boost the low frequencies, add reverbs, turn up and down the volume, though it's easier to turn down.

When APing or dreaming I may happen to hear unknown songs that sound so good that I find it hard to believe that they are not real.

Wow, that's amazing! Are you a writer/musician?

Most of the songs I hear don't make much sense, the most profound one I recall said 'inspiration sets you free... blame it for yourself'

You can do all that, just set your mind to it. Nothing happens if you lose, besides waking up feeling messed up.

Cool! Do you mind sharing the lyrics?

Yes, you can lose 

It's  possible to create/find weapons, but you don't need them