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You say you've 'felt' shadows? Care to clarify just a bit?

My understanding of energy raising is VERY limited, but is it possible it was simply converted/focused  into a more negative feeling at the sound of the shots?

Rapid fire gunshots would be enough to worry anyone! Did you discover the cuase?

hehe Well if it was some secret military air craft...someone needs to tell the pilot to turn off the highbeams LOL

Well, I can't judge distance well, but it was definatly more than two meters.  If I had to round down to get a believable size, I would say it was at LEAST the size of a small passenger jet.

I would love to think I saw one of stealth models...but I can't convince myself of a good reason why one would fly over my area. Agh!..for all I know they do it all the time!

I've thought about a glider, since we have a few in the area, but all of those at least make a humming noise. Plus this was larger than a glider.

How big can the model aircraft your talking about get?

The headlights/landing lights really have me puzzled. I've only seen them that bright when they are coming in for a landing, and this guy was that low. But much to far away from the airport to even be circling while waiting to land.

Perhaps my eyes WERE playing tricks on me. Maybe the the bright headlights casting the shadows only gave the illusion that the wings swept back from the nose and there was no tail. The only planes I've seen with those sort of contours are not designed to travel at such slow speeds. Perhaps the wings DID sweap back (lots of comercial jets do right?), but maybe I simply could not see the nose or tail.

There I go again...getting all excited about nothing.

Can't say I've seen such a creature, but something you said reminded me of a recent experience.
Just a few days ago I had woke early in the morning and drifted back to sleep. As I fell asleep, I felt this tingling sensation 'wrap' around the back of my neck. It felt like a surge of energy sweeping upwards towards the base of my skull. Not unpleasant but I sensed someone else was cuasing it. This lasted a few moments then I was yanked from body and deposited clear across the house. I was pulled from the same area the energy sensation was felt. It was highly unusual. What resulted was the most lucid dream I have had in a very long while. I never before thought so clearly in a dream nor had the lucidity last for so long.

Was the "tickling" at the back of your neck something you normally experience or was it unique with this occurance?

Ok, I'd like to believe in UFO's and aliens as much as the next sci-fi nut, but what I saw last night has me dumbfounded.

I first saw this 'unusual' aircraft 6 or 7 years ago over the same local, HWY 394, which runs by my house. Last time, it was at a higher altitude, therefore, the only features I recalled were the lights, which gave the illusion/appearance of a triangular shape, and the lack of noise which accompanies even the smallest of aircraft known to land at the nearby airport. This airport is rather small and it's not typical for it to recieve large planes.

As I was driving home last night around 9:30 EST I took the exit for my house. I saw over the ridge by the exit, some blinding white lights. The lights meshed with the tree line so I thought perhaps there was house on top of the ridge I hadn't noticed before (it's not normal for me to be out past 9:30 so you never know). When I turned onto road and passed the ridge I nearly halted in the middle of the road (there was no traffic but it didn't occur to me to simply pull off). The lights I saw were actually from a low flying aircraft just overhead. The 'plane' was moving agonizingly slow and I could hear nothing from it's engines (a plane of this size flying THAT low should easily be heard over an idliing car). There was no traffic so I had slowed to a crawl and looked through my sunroof to get a better look. There was an incredibly bright headlight on each wing and, smaller dimmer lights along the edges (not uncommon). What I found unusual was that, at this low altitude I could see the shadow of the wings. They sloped back like a stealth! The plane appeared to have no tail at all. This THING literally looked like a triangle with a set of headlights on either side.

Ok, the alien fan in me wanted to say UFO when I first saw this thing a few years back, but now the rationalist in me says 'no way'. I've been working with a company that remodels, assembles and manufactures helicoptors, for a few months now, giving me just enough insight about aircraft to know that something of this nature is entirely feasible.

My question is, what was it? The shape says military, but the obviously bright headlights say I was seeing things.
Ok, enough of my ramblings. What did I see?

This weekend I had some rather odd dreams that have me trying to look at them a bit closer. I'm hoping you can help me pick them apart.

The first dream was lucid. I'm in my bedroom at home, realize I'm dreaming, then crawl out the window onto the roof. I climb through the window rather than simply going through a wall becuase I always tend to get stuck. The window, I notice, is very small. I also take note that this is the first remembered dream where my subconscience has remembered I'm in a new bedroom (moved across the hall a few weeks ago). As I crawl through window, get stuck, and realize I'm in my new room, I hear a voice asking me how I have been. Unusual yes, but not the most interesting part. This unseen voice addresses me as Manix...using the CORRECT pronunciation (X pronouced like a K). The dream ends. I have not heard this voice since that very lonely summer when I first heard the name ManiX and took it as my own. I won't go into detail about that summer, I'll just say many strange things happened.

The second dream has me taking a closer look at it, as well as the previous. In this dream I become lucid and start flying over the hills thinking about my situation. I'm aware, but not entirely in control of my own thoughts. What I'm thinking about or asking myself aloud as I fly concerns who I am and where I am going. Every matter that I bring up for myself to review concerns opposing subjects or personality traits. I remember wondering why I feel torn between the seemingly good things in life and the bad. The dream gave me several impressions. It left me troubled about my current standing. I felt almost as if I stood at an invisable crossroad. Wanting to go both ways, but pinned to one spot for too long becuase only one path can be chosen but instead of a crossroad, a dead end feels more appropriate. I truly felt as if I were two different people, neither of which were going anywhere. I felt restless but at a loss as to where to go or what to do about it. I felt as if I was arguing with myself and neither side could come to a salution!

The dream in which I was addressed as Manix seems to echo the feelings of this most recent dream. Two personalities, two dreams, one person, same situation. This has been confusing to say the least.  

What do you think? What could this dream be pointing too? I do not think an identity problem is it, that's simply the most obvious issue. There's something more but I can't grasp it.

Ever try shape shifting in a dream? If so, what did you change into and how successful were you?

I remember being a tree, a sled dog, and some sort of weed once (some old lady was using weed killer on me and I wasn't happy). But those were involuntary. I just woke up in the dream and that was my character. I've never been completly successful with actual shape shifting.

Anyone have any experiences they can share?

Make of this post what you will. It is no more or less than a summery of my findings after journaling adamantly since late April.

To those of you who bother to read my ramblings I have been trying to improve my dream recall. While I haven't happened across an actual, reproducible pattern (my goal), I have broke my record of 9 dreams recalled in one night!
TEN dreams last night, TEN!
I am very sleepy from waking up multiple times in the night and am also amazed at how much I recalled. I call this victory a fluke though. I have followed the same pattern for the past three months.

No change in Diet.
No change in Daily activities.
No change in sleep.
Go to bed at 9:00PM
Get up at 9:30 AM automatically.

The only sleep pattern I found is I wake up at Midnight, 1:30AM, 3AM, 4AM, 6AM, 8AM, and finally get up at 9:30AM.

Yes, I know that's over 12 hours of sleep (I'm unemployed so I'm enjoying it while it lasts), but sleep put to good use...I hope!
Other things I have noticed.
Before the hours of 3AM I recall little if anything at all. I often record false awakenings, and brief imagery: hypnotic imagery if you prefer. It is during this time I am most prone to forgetting a dream immediately upon awakening regardless of what I do to bring in memory of it back.
Lastly, during this time period I am most prone to the OBE dream. I Dream of having an OBE like experience or actual experience, and am more likely to succeed in inducing an OBE. When the OBE/dream event occurs, the experience veers away from the typical pattern of little or no recall. Instead of having a vague incoherent, short, and more often than not, forgotten experience, my memory of the event is excellent and my mental capabilities are very close to normal.

All awakenings after the 3AM wake up point consist of long, detailed dreams, WILDS and DILDS. I have not been able to produce an OBE after this point because when I wake up, I'm wide awake; where as when I woke up before this point I was still very drowsy and relaxed. After the 3AM "checkpoint" I am more capable of producing LD's. I may be wide awake, but am somehow alert and relaxed enough at the same to time to produce a WILD (less likely) incubate a DILD (more likely) or (re-enter a previous dream (very likely).

While following the above 12 hour sleep pattern, I have found nothing to improve dream recall, improve detail recalled, or even to lesson what is actually recalled. So far, regardless of what form of note taking I used I have a 50/50% chance of remembering the dream. Last night, the night of the glorious fluke, I got up once at midnight to record dreams. In that time period I recorded 3 short dreams on my laptop beside my bed. During the various awakenings during the morning hours I simply spoke out loud a few choice words of what I dreamed before rolling over again. With the exception of my embarrassing attempt to log dreams using a recording, this is the first time I've used this technique of "note taking". While I was recording this morning, those keywords returned to me. In addition to those key worded dreams, three additional dreams (possibly those I only roused from slightly) were triggered by events recalled in the previous dreams.

This was a morning full of surprises; typically I record 1 to 3 known dreams that I simply have no recollection of (3 awakenings of "Darn, what was that again?") or false awakenings. This morning every event recorded had some visual to accompany it. No known unrecalled dreams at all. Thus, last night was a night of dream after dream after dream; all recalled in an unusual amount of detail. I was even able to remember conversations from several different dreams, all this without taking any actual notes down during the night.

Am I bragging?
No
I'm going crazy because this is what I've been waiting for, but I still haven't found a clue as to what induced it!

So far I have tried tracking the phases of the moon. BLAH! No notable affect whatsoever on my dreams; be it detail, subject matter, type, or number recalled.

If you have been SO kind as to read through this dribble, I thank you and ask you now if you can offer any possible factors that may inadvertently affect a persons dreams. Obviously, moon phases our out in my case.
Any other ideas?

Thanks, and I hope somebody has found my report of the past 2+ months useful.

Does anyone know of a nice free program that will help me archive my dreams? Right now each invidual dream I log is in a .TXT document. I can search by date only. I would love to be able to search ALL of the dreams at once for keywords, subjects, characters, etc... without having to reread each individual one. I simply have collected far to many for that to be practical now or in the future. I like the individual file format I've changed too. I DID have all the dreams in a Word document, but that took forever to locate individual days, let alone dreams.
I've seen a few shareware programs that looked nice, but the trial periods are too short to do any decent trails with in order to decide if buying the program is worth while.

Any ideas?
Thanks.

Refer to the following threads for more detail background info:
http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=12513
http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=11832


WARNING: Long Post

Ok, this is getting weird; there is no other way to put it. After the initial Tornado Dream and the discovering of the associations with or too my sister, whether direct or indirect, then the reappearance of the tornados as a non-violent symbol, my sister is now acting very odd! Not in waking life of course. In waking life we are getting along very well.

I'll relate some of last nights DILD.

I'm with a good friend of mine and I some how manage to upset my sister once again. We leave my grandmothers house and enter a much jumbled area. It's night time, and there are train tracks to my right and train tracks to my left. The trains on the track are of different proportions. The train to my right in small and swift like a metro, while the train on the left is gigantic, slow and looks like a freight. The freight is floating on a barge in the ocean inlet and cannot move. The metro is tracked on the dock and flies into a tunnel before my friend and I can get on.
My sister is perusing us so she can beat me up, as usual. My friend and I run down the dock but get separated, he cannot keep up. However, my sister is not behind us, she is in front of me, ahead on the dock and waiting. I cannot let her bother my friend so I leap onto the barge and climb the trapped train to try and lose her. I leap into the water below on the other side.
A part of the dock is on this side as well and has cars parked on it. I dive below the dock to try and hide. I bump my head on something and open my eyes and see the headlights of a car flickering through the muddy water. I grab hold of whatever I can on the car and drag myself under to help hide myself. There are people in the car as I can see. The woman in the drivers seat waves happily and I motion for her to help me. She understands and tries to move the car as far away from the dock as she can without being noticed. She doesn't have much luck. Apparently, water does not offer much traction for a car, even in a dream.
The car floats up and I surface shortly. My sister sees me. My only hope is to stay under water. I suddenly know for sure that I'm dreaming and know I can stay under water as long as I like. I can breathe the water in dreams. I dive back under but the car is in my way. I cannot get my head under the water nor get away from the car. Breathing dream air and dream water at the same time confuses me and I gasp and gulp for air. I climb onto the barge and make it to the top. I search for my friend. He too has climbed the barge looking for me. We run to the other end towards the tunnel where the metro went. Greg slips as he climbs down and breaks his leg on the dock. There is an ugly snap as the leg bends an un-natural direction. I leap down and help him up and we work our way to the tunnel. My sister follows but takes her time.
The metro returns and my friend and I get on. We think we are safe but the train does not fly off down the tunnel as quickly as it had before. My sister has just enough time to climb in. I step between my friend and sister and face my sister. I lunge for her and claw skin from her face.
I'm surprised at something. She is smiling! I can see no wounds on her face and find my own face stings miserably.
"What's this?" I say as I put my hand to my face.
I feel a ragged wound and see my hand is now covered in blood as I pull it away. I look up at my sister again who still smiles slyly.
I eye her carefully and lunge a second time; wrapping my hands around her throat. I press my thumbs into her windpipe hard. She does not fight me but continues to grin. I feel a pair of invisible hands wrap about my neck and cut off my air.
"What new trick is this?"
I stop my assault and the invisible assailant ceases as well. This person looks like my sister but the power she seems to possess suggests something or someone else.
"How is it your doing this? How have you gained such power over me?"
To this my sister replied, "A simple trick a coworker taught me awhile back." She gestures to her throat and I'm confused. "The light within," she answers in response to my expression. "He taught me how to open charkas by find and moving the light within."
"Wha..if this is true, and this is how you've gained this strength, can you show me?"
"Of course, first I will conjure a figure you fear. Confronting this fear with show you where the light is within you. Then you will be able to open the charka when you move this light."
"I can't," I say. "If you conjure something I fear that much, I'll be so scared that I'll wake up!"
<This was first spoken recognition of dreaming>
She throws her head back and laughs. She grabs my friend who now sits behind her, by the hair and tosses him to the ground. She then exits the train and runs out a door into a hallway while yelling, "Who cares what you do, I have what I came for, I have found the file!"
I look back at my friend who has been transformed by my sister into something like the alien from "Signs: the movie". I sit down beside him and mutter, "I think I just want to go home." I plop my head in my heads and sigh. "Forget that, I'd have to wake up, and I'm not ready for that yet."
My friend and I exit the train and move down an odd corridor. I'm still lucid but rather dazed by the encounter with my sister. I think I stop her. I go to the end of the corridor and see a breaker box. The switches inside the breaker box are not important. Cutting the power to the right system is. I see two live wires and a puddle of water on the floor. One wire is blue the other red. From previous dreams I've learned not to fear electricity portray in dreamed. I take a wire in each hand and feel a slight buzz. I can short them out by stepping in the water puddle, thus preventing their systems from being repaired. But which wire? I look to the woman who now stands to my right. She has long blonde hair and I've seen her many times before. She's a guide. She tells me to ground my left foot and short out both wires. So, both wires sparking madly in my hands, I step into the puddle with my left foot only. I feel a slight jolt and the task is done. We have to leave the area quickly before the system overloads. We head for the door and see and ice skating ring in front of us with a hockey game being played. My sister reappears behind us. This time the stupid smile is gone. She bares her teeth and runs at us. I dive onto the ice and promptly fall on my face.  I turn and see my sister skidding in another direction. I scramble away with the help of one of the players. They are a little startled that people are suddenly sliding around on the ice and interrupting their game but they are more disturbed by my sisters presence than mine. They know I belong here and she does not. The hockey player gives me a shove towards a podium where I can climb to my feet.
After this my sister is out of the picture and the dream takes normal proportions; normal being a cool sci-fi shoot-out with the Predators and Aliens. What fun! This in itself is still the same dream and has many details which I doubt apply to the dream I've already described. The amazing thing is that this entire account is recalled entirely upon awakening. Even as long as the dream was, it was still yet longer, I know a good portion of the dream occurred at the location of my grandmothers house, this is the only "foggy" part.

The dream was incredible long and detailed and I had no need of making notes of it during the night. However, it's aroused several questions, some of which there may be no answers too.

For one, I've had incredible difficulty remember dreams for the past week or more. The ability gets worse and worse and I can only remember a few brief details even with notes. Then suddenly I recall this. It is still only one dream but the massive detail recalled is shocking! So, my question is this.

Is there an actual proven pattern to dream recall or detail recall that spikes and bottoms out for everyone? If such a pattern exists, even on theory, what may it be based on? What would trigger a "high" or a "low"?

Next is about my sister of course. If I have turned the tornados into a more passive dream symbol, what is happening to the character of my sister? A symbol yes, she must be. She's representing something new now, maybe even something more helpful than before, but still very annoying. The reflected actions and entirely recalled conversation is puzzling. What IS she getting at already? I hate metaphors! I never can figure them out. This THING looked like my sister so there's something to THAT, but it wasn't, I could sense it was not actually her dream character. The sudden talk of charkas blew me away. What file could she be meaning? Everything was based on computer systems so they may play a metaphor as well. Any suggestions at all in "debugging" her symbol would be appreciated.

Don't ask about the hockey team, I've no idea where that came from. It was defiantly a first.

Alrighty! Last night I managed to ignore the hideous numbing sensation of falling asleep. While this sensation was only in my lower legs and arms, I still consider it progress as I managed to get past the pins and needles sensations for once. Even though my hands and feet were numb I could still 'feel' them via a fuzzy like tingling.
<Is this fuzzy feeling the vibrations?>
Well, after a few minutes of this, the numb areas felt weightless and yet...not. A part of me could still feel the blankets beneath my hands but my hands felt comepletly weightless. A very odd experience indeed becuase everything else (torso, upper legs and arms, head) felt completely normal. Not getting too excited I realized my fingers were resting against each other. This feeling was annoying so I tried to move them. I prefer to practice OBE's with my fingers splayed to cut down on distractions. When I spread my fingers apart, I realized they had never been touching at all! Yet I could clearly still feel the digits held together, and at the same time held apart. I'm assuming this was, perhaps, the beginning of the split? If anything that was the most odd sensation I have ever felt.
However long I tried, I eventually gave up. The sensation of weightlessness never progressed.

I gave the main explanation of the tornadoes Here: http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=11832

But for those who don't want to read all that, I've been seeing tornadoes in my dreams since sometime in high school, a few weeks back I challenged them to find out what they meant. They pointed to my sister. We have a tense and not quite honest relationship. Well, after that the tornadoes vanished completely. Then my sister started showing up in the dreams in place of them. At first she was just a background character and actually friendly then she became her old aggressive self again, in the dreams. Now, for the past week I've been seeing tornado related phenomena. First it's just glimpses of things that resemble tornadoes. And now, last night, I had the one of the worst dreams yet, more so because I was lucid and thought I had this worked out.

The dream started as kind of a ghost story centered on the "Something Wicked This Way Comes" Movie. In the dream I walk into a room where my sister and her friends are watching a movie. I see it as SWTWC, even though the scene on the screen is not from the movie. It is a swirling spiral shaped mass of dust that spirals high into the sky. Before I look away from the TV, a set of jaws emerge from the part of the spiral cloud and open toward the sky.

Here's a quick (messy) rendering:


I think of it as the carnival from the movie arriving in a fantastically weird and scary manner. My sister then tells me I shouldn't watch it because she had only watched a part of it and her house was now haunted with the same ghosts from the movie. I look back toward the screen and see a black and white figure crawl out of the TV. The Man remains in Black and white and walks towards me. He has an afro...
Anyway...And old friend runs through the room and tells us we should start packing. I look outside and see the sky is a nasty tint of yellow and green. The old friend mumbles something about another tornado that swept through the area yesterday, and refers to this one as its sister. He tells us she will run right through the town leaving nothing in its wake. My sister and I go to our room and start packing a few things. I start thinking about listening to the news to see what's happening. My Dad walks in and tells us they've issued a 20 minute warning. He then says he will wait around a bit to see what it (the weather) does, but in ten minutes, we're out of here. I continue to pack. I want to take only what's necessary but the important things are under piles of junk. I set my guitar into the back of the car, and a few other things. I realize I'm digging through things that sold in the yard sell I had last weekend. I become lucid when I see I have way too many guitars. This is when I realize that the tornado problem had been solved. So why are they here? I think about staying and confronting the tornado to ask it just that, but a second glance out the window and I know this is going to be something huge, something so overwhelming; it's certainly not going to stop in its tracks to listen to me. However, rather than waking myself up and running away from it entirely, I drop the things I'm packing and simply get in the car with my sister. I want to watch and see what happens. We drive away from the storm and I wake up on my own anyway.

Any ideas as to why the tornadoes are coming back so suddenly? They seem to be much more threatening than they were before, not to mention, bigger.

How can I improve my memory? I can normally remember the jest of things, but can never remember those fine details that make all the difference. I'm referring to dream recall of course! I've been keeping a dream journal religiously since late April. I usually slack at keeping routine activities up, but I'm determined to improve and lengthen my Lucid Dream experiences.

I've noticed the nights I can actually recall three or more dreams seem to come in phases. Mostly I will have one night a week (Friday Saturday, or Sunday), where I remember at least 5 dreams in massive detail. The dreams are not always lucid, but always seem long and are packed with detail. Somehow, I remember almost every moment of these dreams without ever having to make a note of it.

The rest of the week is a different story. The dreams through out the week are brief and very vague. The number of dreams I remember have no pattern. I can remember one dream every night to 3 dreams every night for no apparent reason. There is no pattern to the lucid dreams I experience unless I've been incubating that intention.

At first glance at this, you might think I remember more on the weekends because of work or school. That's what I would think, but I am not currently employed or enrolled in school. Weekdays are no different from weekends, work wise, for me. I did not even notice the odd pattern until I made chart using excel yesterday.

Well, back to my question. I would like to be able to improve my recall during the week. However, I'm afraid there's something more than coincidence with the recall pattern I mentioned above. Never-the-less, I would still love to hear (and maybe try) some of the ideas you use to help recall details and dreams. If you have any ideas about what the apparent pattern I mentioned might suggest, I'd love to hear those as well.

Thank you!

I picked up a new book this week called The Dreamers Way by Rosemary Ellen Guiley. I just started reading last night and read something about interepting dreams with the chakras. Each Chakra has a different color so you look at the colors in your dream. You match the color to the chakra and think about its meaning and application in the dream.

I really hadn't intended to try this until I read the book, but last night I became very lucid a the start of a dream and was trying to think of something to do. I remember what I had read about colors and chakras so I stopped to take a look at my surroundings. I didn't understand what I was looking at until I wrote it down this morning.

I saw beautiful green Appalachian Mountains (my home) with the blue green haze near the top and lush green foliage near the base. The valley surrounding the mountian range was splashed with yellow and red colors like autumn. Above this scene was a stunning blue sky that deepens overhead into a purple.

When I reread the chapter on chakras I could only compare the scene with the most obvious speculation. It represented the primary chakras I had been thinking about. I'm not sure if it meant anything other than that though.

Has anyone else tried to interpret dream by the colors?

I have Graves disease/Hyperthyroidism. I was wondering how this can effect an OBE? I have alot of trouble trying to relax and sleep. If I have thyroid problems, is it possible to correct some of the distractions my thyroid cuases by working with the Fifth Chakra? Currently I have not done any energy work and am not sure how too or where to start.
Before I even think about chakras and energy work, how can the fifth chakra effect the thyroid? Or is it the other way around? Or better yet, can they effect each other at all? Also, I have never intentionally OBE'd before, it's always been accidently.
Thanks for any input you can give.

Hey all,
I've been trying to project for the last couple of years, but I keep having problems relaxing. I have Graves Disease (Associated with over active thyroid) and have difficulty concentrating, among other annoying symptoms. The only successful projections have been completely by accident.
Does anyone else have health issues that interfere with projecting? How do you deal with them?

Thanks!

I've always wondered if there was one person meant just for me. I've had a few relationships but none of them felt right. I often knew whether a person was right or not within a week. The one time I didn't know was when I was so attracted physically to him, I couldn't see he didn't feel the same way. To be honest, I had so many wrong feelings about people I gave up looking. I decided that the right person will come along eventually and I will be unable to avoid him. Looking wasn't nessacry.

I met someone online a few years ago that blew me away. From the first time I glanced at his Nickname while reviewing a forum I was compelled to learn more about him. We started talking to one another and I relized he felt the same way. We both felt sure we were meant for each other, but he is engaged. Settling with, just being friends has not been easy, but we are all the closer for it. I know I can always rely on him and he can rely on me as well. If there are such things as soulmates, he is mine.

I dream of disastrous events, including tidal waves, tornadoes, earthquakes, Volcanoes, plane/helicoptor,train,car crashes, but I never feel like they are on a global scale. They always feel close to home.

Must be unnerving to have a dream thats as encompassing as those.

Don't tell me I'm the only one who has ever been a Dandelion!

No one?

I feel so alone...Might as well go find some Round-up.

Even if there isn't intelligence behind the signal, I hope it's not a goof. I think it would neat if they found anything that hasn't yet been discovered. Pulsars are just one many astounding things out there.

If you've never fasted before how would you suggest for a person to start?
I would like to try it for a 24 hour period but I'm afraid of the effects it might cuase with my thyroid problem.

What are some ill side effects from fasting? Maybe something that will be a clue as to whether your pushing yourself to much?

I too expereinced a "blank period" awhile back. Took me almost two weeks to get back in the groove. My only suggestion is to let it run its course and make sure you don't disrupt your day to day schedule to much. I have found that anything from a change in daily activities to a simple emotional issue can ruin a nice long run of excellent recall.

1: Shapeshifting. THAT would be fun.

2: Hypnotic suggestion. You never know when you may need to talk your way out of something without the other guy knowing it.

3: Near imortality. I don't want to live forever, or even be immune to mortal wounding (where would be the fun?), but some extra healthy years would be cool.