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That is crazy. I only looked at the dot for about 5 seconds and it looked like it was in color. But it is really early in the morning. Best optical illusion ever, seriously.

I have been meditating, but only for around 5 - 10 minutes at a time. And a few days ago I had a very short astral projection where I was flying. And I could feel the wind rushing past me.

But I haven't been working specifically with energy.

And it does seem strange that it would just happen, but then again I randomly started experiencing sleep paralysis too. And I have been having more lucid dreams without trying to induce them.

I don't like spinach. I'm really picky about textures, and I don't like the texture. Or the taste for that matter.

I love romaine lettuce though. My parents always buy iceberg but I insist on getting separate lettuce.

I see it almost every morning and every night now. Unless I am super pre-occupied or sleeping or something. It's so weird, because I'll just be going about my business, and I don't know if I see the time out of my peripheral vision or what, but all of a sudden I immediately focus on the time. I must have a crazy accurate body clock or something. Haha.

For about a week and a half now, I have been getting frequent warm sensations running up and down my spine. It feels really warm, and the temperature alternates between warm and hot, but is never uncomfortable. If I focus on it, it becomes really soothing and relaxing. And on a few occasions it has made me feel really happy and content. I have also been experiencing the same sensations in my chest, although not as frequently as the sensations in my spine. The sensations in my spine have been increasing in frequency since I first felt them a week and a half ago, to the point where the sensation is now almost permanent.

Today I was in a new age bookstore and I came across a book that claimed to explain how to increase one's spirituality based upon his/her sun sign. So I looked up Taurus, and it said that my energy is stored in my spine, and in the heart area also, I believe (i'm not positive). It mentioned something about chakras, which I don't know anything about.  However, I am wondering if that book may have been correct, and if these sensations are somehow related to chakras?

My reason for asking this is that I attempted energy work a little while ago, but I think it may be more beneficial to me now, if this is indeed energy that I am feeling.

[false tiger limbs]

my screenname just comes from a song written from the perspective of someone in jail (by the band 'the blood brothers'):

USA Nails

"Operator can I confide you?
They haven't got an ounce of proof!
Those pigs locked me up to see what color i'd rot into!
(It wasn't me it was my false tiger limbs..
It wasn't me it was the garbage gryphon!)"

and i tend to blame things on other people a lot, so it fits. haha.

I'm not a vegetarian, but I could be very easily because I don't eat meat often at all.

I just don't like meat. If I eat beef especially, I feel nauseous afterwards. I will occasionally eat bacon, only if it's crispy, and only like a few times out of the year, because I don't come across it. It's not something I cook for myself.

I used to eat chicken, but even that repulses me now. Just the stringiness of it.

So I'm more of a vegetarian just because I'm a picky eater. Not because I feel bad for animals...although I say that...but the main reason I don't eat beef is because it looks too much like cow flesh. Chicken nuggets don't seem as bad.

My favorite food is salad. I love lettuce.

Ok rambling over.

Leyla: that is an impressive experiment.
Sorry if I'm being naive, but how did you take those photos?

I was told by a hippie on a full moon that I had a violet aura. Lol.


But I'm not sure I believe this whole "indigo" thing. I think maybe the "symptoms" of indigo children are symptoms of spiritual awakening though.

And thanks for that article; it's very interesting. I really want to learn how to read auras. I have a friend who says he can. He actually confirmed I had a violet aura. But I don't know if he can really even see auras, or what a violet aura even means. I shall read more of that site and see.

haha cainam_nazier
i always have the craziest eyes for some reason!
there were 9 of us that night, all of us on ecstasy. the others all took 2-3 pills (triples) and i only took 1.5, but i still looked the craziest!

i think it's because i have blue eyes? maybe? idk.

im lucky i didn't run into any small children that night.

For entertainment purposes only, myself in my true form of a demon:


hahahaha



i rly dont look like this i swear

I don't know what this might mean, but I am encountering the number 69 all th time.

Today's date is 6/9!

Runlola, I loved it too! I just put it back up because I missed it. =)

Well, my name is Kirsty, and when I make a sig graphic I'll include my real name. I don't really care what people call me, but falsetigerlimbs is something I use solely as a screenname. It doesn't make a good alias.

I guess some people don't like to say their real names for privacy, but it doesn't bother me.

Cool, yeah I have photoshop CS and I love it. I also have Paint Shop Pro, but I don't use it. I use the bundled Animation Shop to make little animated things though. Thanks for the offer to make me one, but I really don't know what I want as a sig yet, and I enjoy making them myself. I just put up a little blinkie of my screenname, so I'll leave that until I figure it out.

What's confusing to me is that everyone here refers to themselves by their user name. 'falsetigerlimbs' is kind of a mouthful.

It looks awesome! I love it. I think my friend might have had that planet and ocean scene as her wallpaper for a while, unless you made that too? I remember admiring it when she had it up. It was a purple-pink color I believe?

I wanted a signature graphic when I first joined, but because I couldn't see anybody else with them I assumed we weren't allowed. I might just have to make one now.

What program did you use to make that, astraldude?

and he ended up thinking that everybody has turned into wolves and..umm..attacking them.

Sounds odd for weed. The paranoia fits an overly stiff dose but seeing peeps as wolves? Hmm, perhaps something else was being consumed as well?

2cents & L&L
Jouni

I can believe that, especially if it was his first time, or he doesn't smoke very often. It also could have been a flashback from a hallucinogen, if he had taken those in the past. I have had faint shroom flashbacks while stoned, but I've had a couple of friends who have had really intense ones.

My first experience with weed is so vague in my memory that it had to be recounted to me, but apparently I was hallucinating that my favorite actor was in the room, and freaking out over it. So I think hallucinations with weed are possible, just extremely rare. Weed is a drug, and drugs affect everyone differently.

Hahaha we weren't on drugs. We have done shrooms together before, but on this night I hadn't done shrooms since December.


At the time Sam said that maybe our energies together were doing this, but to be honest, I think he has incredible abilities, and he was just trying to open my eyes to the possibility that I could do things, too. Because he definitely succeeded.

I'll include a brief anecdote that supports this:

I was sitting on a sofa in our dorm lounge. Nobody was around but me, Sam, and my close friend. I had a feather under a plastic container, and I was trying to move it with my mind. My close friend was sitting next to me, and beyond that was Sam. I stopped trying to move the feather for few minutes, and when I turned back the container was flipped over, and the feather was gone. I tripped out. Sam didn't say anything. But when we were about to leave, and I had stood up, he lifted up the pillow from the sofa and pulled out the feather!! He definitely knew it was there, he definitely put it there...somehow.

[awake, not dreaming]

Both my friend and I were awake, not dreaming during this experience.


This is something that has been bothering me for months. It doesn't fit into any sections on this forum, but I am posting it here as it has something to do with spontaneously being in a different environment.

It's a long story.

It occurred in March, on the night of the full moon. Every full moon, there is a drum circle on the beach near my college campus. There is a bonfire, and lots of hippies pounding on drums, doing drugs and drinking. My friends and I stayed at the drum circle for a good 3 hours, and then we decided to head back. At this point I was sober, although I'm not sure about my friend who I experienced this with.


On the way there we had all walked a long distance along the beach down to the part where the drum circle was being held. We were a large group, and on the way back most of my friends decided to take a shortcut that involved climbing up a very treacherous cliff. I refused to do this, and instead decided to walk back the same way we came. The route I chose was in the opposite direction of the cliff my friends decided to climb. My friend, let's call him Sam, wouldn't let me walk alone, so he accompanied me.

We began to walk, and after we had walked for about 15 minutes I noticed the waves had appeared to come in ahead of us, blocking part of the beach off. I pointed this out to Sam, and we agreed that we should turn around, head back towards the drum circle, and go up the cliffs. We didn't really have any choice. I was really paranoid that the waves were going to come in and drown us, but Sam told me we could keep the waves back by pushing them back with our hands. I thought this sounded silly, but I did it anyway.

This is where it gets strange. We got to the place where we were sure the drum circle had been, but it was not there anymore. We kept walking, hoping that we were just mistaken. We walked for a good 45 minutes. Then Sam became panicked. He said to me," The building behind us has stayed in the same position this entire time! And the cliffs haven't moved!" I wasn't sure if he was joking or not, so I kept walking. He followed. We walked for another 10 minutes, but then I noticed too that the cliffs to the right of us had stayed the same, and that the building behind us was the same distance away after this 10 minutes of walking. At this point Sam was in shock, he was walking in circles, his hands on his heads. He kept repeating over and over again, "Do you realize what you've done?". I questioned if we were in purgatory, and whether or not we would ever be able to leave this spot. I then noticed that the beach felt a lot eerier than it did before, and I became really paranoid..

All of a sudden, Sam was thrown backwards, and the fire circle reappeared about 200 ft in front of us. He later told me he felt a gush of hot air as he was thrown back. To me, it looked like someone had just punched him in the stomach really hard.

We started to walk towards the fire circle, and when we looked behind us the waves had completely receded.

The last time I had been to the drum circle the trek up the cliff had been amazingly strenuous. It took me about 30 – 40 minutes to get to the top, and my legs had hurt for the next 2 days. Sam told me to just look down and focus on where I was stepping. I couldn't believe it. As we were going up I felt almost like I was flying. The movements were so easy, so relaxed. We got to the top in less than 10 minutes. I didn't even realize it had been that quick until Sam said, "How long do you think that took us? Think about how many sentences we each said during our conversation." I realized I had only uttered about 3 or 4 sentences, yet we had been talking the entire time.

At the top of the cliff we had to walk through a parking lot to get onto the main road that leads to our college. We walked through a bush that had an opening in it, and after we got through it I saw the bush close to hide the gap! Then I noticed that a truck was coming up slowly behind us, and there was a cop car ahead of us. Sam started saying that this scene was like a movie; just before we got to the intersection, the truck would pull up next to us and shoot us, and the cop car wouldn't hear our screams because of the truck's loud, bumping music. Then, all of a sudden, the truck stopped. I looked ahead and everything was paused. The traffic lights were frozen for a good 20 minutes. We got to the college before any of them changed to red, both the ones in front and behind us. No cars passed. Since that day, every time I go along that road the lights turn to red right after I get through them. I have never caught a red light.

Also, on the walk along the main road, Sam stopped me and told me to watch our shadows. As I watched they both changed directions, even though the lights around us hadn't moved, and neither had we. He made a comment about our shadows, and why shouldn't they be able to move by themselves, why shouldn't they have a life of their own.


How would we be able to get stuck in a space like that? Do you think we were stuck in space, or time? I'm so confused by the whole situation. It haunts me all the time. I don't understand what could have been
happening. I guess I'm just wondering what you all think of this.

After that day I had many more strange experiences, most including Sam. I can tell you about those, too, if that would be helpful.

[don't]

Wow. This freaks me out. I didn't know about this phenomenon, either. I always look at the clock at 11:11. Almost on a daily basis. There will be about 3 days a week where I don't encounter it.

It's become so frequent that I don't even give it a second thought anymore. It's like my body is set to look at the clock at that time.

I have taken lots of drugs: weed, hash (although weed and hash are really the same thing), ecstasy, cocaine, heroin, morphine, magic mushrooms, LSD, salvia, not to mention an abundance of pills. I will never touch crystal meth, although technically I've taken it in the form of e pills.

None of these drugs caused me to have any strange paranormal experiences. In fact, I have a very high tolerance for mushrooms in particular. I have to take a lot to get visual changes, and with no hallucinogen have I ever hallucinated something that wasn't there.

From September to March I was smoking marijuana every day, multiple times a day, but have since cut down a lot. I still occasionally smoke marijuana, but I'm trying to limit myself to once a month or less. I also did cocaine in May, but other than that I'm drug free.

All the times that I have experienced paranormal events, I have been sober. And that is my main reason for wanting to try to stay sober, especially with my recent experiences with OBEs.

Haha yeah I doubt nearly dying when I was born would grant me with an amazing gift to leave my body, although that would be lovely.

As you said, I think that if you've already experienced "a world beyond the physical body," somewhere deep in your mind there has to be a faint recollection of that, which would make it easier for you to channel back into those same sensations of leaving your body, if nothing else.

I don't think that's the case with me. I can't imagine my newborn brain comprehending that I was leaving the Earth.

Regardless, it's still an interesting idea. Thanks for your input!

[negative]

All drugs have different effects on everybody, obviously. For me, drugs never helped me accomplish anything. But I do have a friend, who has absolutely no interest in the paranormal, who took salvia and had an out of body experience where he was standing behind the couch looking at himself sitting down. He actually had a conversation with himself!

When I tried salvia the room just changed slightly, but I don't think I smoked enough. (Or it might have had something to do with I was super stoned). Also though, the majority of people I know who have tried it have had very negative experiences, so in my opinion I don't think it's worth the risks.

It would seem to me like if you had already left your physical body at some point in your life, even for a short while, it would be easier to re-induce that same experience/sensation of leaving your body and turn it into an OBE.

On a personal level, I came extremely close to death when I was born, because my umbilical cord was wrapped around my neck. As it seems like I have indeed been experiencing some form of OBE, I'm trying to find an explanation for why I would suddenly start experiencing this without consciously attempting to do so (even though my NDE, if I had one, was so long ago that I can't remember it).

Has anyone read anything about a connection between people who have had near death experiences and then experienced out of body experiences? Or perhaps someone here has experienced both?

I couldn't find any other discussions about this particular question on here, so I'm sorry if this has already been covered.

That's incredible! I'm amazed you managed to focus on your performance after experiencing something like that!

"Burn Piano Island Burn!" - The Blood Brothers

Bulimic rainbows vomit what?
Burn Piano Island Burn!
Coconut pupils never shut?
Burn Piano Island Burn!
Jigsaw babies and their bamboo stilts?
Burn Piano Island Burn!
Charred toucans weaving their black sky quilt?
Burn Piano Island Burn!
The sea shells scream out celestial code.
Melting on the shore inside a flame sno globe.
Burn Burn So burn Piano island!
Torch the treasure!
Torch the shovels!
Torch these hands dipped in gold lacquer,
Torch the finger-prints painting a violence portrait on spinal wings.
I buried my child of eight inch fingers neck deep in the hungry quicksand.
I buried my bride of pineapple skin where the generic sunsets sparkle so bland.
I split my grandmother like a rotten papaya... our fright to pollenate the flowers of fire.
I vomited my skeleton and donated it to the war mausoleum...
I cut my will and testament along the scar tissue seam.
I packaged my heart and fed-ex'd it to the octopus queen.
Burn Piano Island Burn!
Soured Palm trees sputter waxy wax stink.
Burn Piano Island Burn!
Boiling lagoons chewing bubble gum pink?
Burn Piano Island Burn!
The vicoden volcano spews and salivates?
Its belly bloated like a pre-teen pregnancy?
I fed its limp indifferent walls tales of an ark haunted with the five howls,
I tied a nervous noose of piano wire
and wrapped it around the mocking throat of the past.
Its head erupted like a rabid roman candle
as I kicked the stump from underneath.
Burn Piano Island Burn
and drown all your f*cking riddles down the throat of the sea.
This one man raft won't be coming back
so don't talk out of tune to me.
From a distance the fornication of fear and flames twinkles so pretty.