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I'd have to know more about your psychic make up, such as personality, but I would say that you are either a target of a global conspiracy to lead certain people to certain beliefs, for commercial purposes and conditioning of the cultural fabric of evolution, or that your aura is incredibly strong (at least compared to mine).  You gotta remember that the aura is not only a spiritual or psionic field (pending belief system), but it has a dimensional, or, elemental basis as well.  You may have a extremely healthy or slightly evolved nervous system, which is kicking out specific kinetic frequencies that border on the total or divided energy of the light systems.  You should try bodily awareness when you are in these rooms, and see if there is any effect.

The meditation which I recommend, just yanking it out of my butt here, but it would be that you fill your lungs completely and hold the air inside.  Then you would focus on your skin and try to heighten it's sensitivity, if you are not already a sensitive person.  The reason you would hold your breath is because the expansion of the chest filled with air will add to your gravity, and increase the kinetic pressure of the aura.  If this doesn't work, then try the opposite, and completely empty your lungs and hold this.  Try to keep the chest expanded when you are empty, forming a vaccum inside of yourself.  Then play with your flesh.  If this doesn't give the same result as your random encounters, then try it again for each, full and empty, only flex your entire body.

Consider that your aura has gravity, it has a heat field, and an electric field.  For the electricity in the lights to decrease you would have to be throwing off negative vibrations.  I recommend trying everything until you can control this effect.  Perhaps your electric field is not neutral and you have an excess of electrons in your system.

To be honest, I don't know.  Being a schizophrenic I see points of light, sometimes different colors.  They may appear distant or far.  There are really only so many explanations within reason, although the only one that most people see is the hallucination. 

I will ask you, what are you thinking when you step into the room, have you ever noticed?  Mimic those thoughts perfectly, perhaps the exact same thought is impossible but try a thought or memory similar to the psychic events that are occurring at that time.  I really think you should pursue this.  With the proper electrical amplifer you could short circuit an entire nervous system... but on the other hand, with the inverse of this power you could also energize cell structures.

This happens to me too, only with the number twenty one.

Greetings members of the Astral Pulse.

The Shadows Of Reality is a meditation that has ties to gaming and Role Play.
It alone will not grant you access to perfect peace nor everlasting enlightenment, but can be a useful step along the way.
We begin with a basic set of definitions for the specific terms that relate to the SoR.

1.Higher Reality- This is the Earthly Realm.
2.Lower Reality- For true projectors of the Astral this is the subtle existence where your psyche manifests in the Lower form.
3.Avatar- This is who you are in the Lower Reality.  You are your Avatar's Higher Self, it is your Lower Self.
4.Host- All entities that you encounter in the Lower Reality, or, Shadow Plane, are classed under the Host.  The Host are extensions of your psyche manifest as personalities and life forms that you may ally with, fight against, or ignore, or any other variety of interactive activities.
5.Sanctum- The meditative region of your practice.  Your Tools are Visualization, Vocalization, Sensation, and Sentiment.  It is the portal that connects you to your Avatar.
6.Phantasy- This is the Shadow projected into the Higher Reality, through your imagination and faith.  It is limited to children's games, a sort of 'cowboys and indians' type of play, or action figures.  It can be useful.
7.Psiborg- This is your written word concerning your Shadow and also the Basis Of Existence that you draw from other subtle realities in the entertainment realms, primarily video games.  This is where the connection to Role Playing comes in, as you may utilize your Shadow while in a chat room, providing description and sound realism to the progression and evolution of your Avatar.
8.Shadow Of Reality- Your Avatar, Host, and Sanctum.

And so, you may arrange your Shadow in whatever way you see fit, yet I will stress that realism and faith are important to the progression.  You may establish the fantasy in a futuristic type of environment, or perhaps a prehistoric or anywhere along the lines in between.

You will notice that when you are talking to your Avatar it is like having a mental conversation with yourself. We theorize that the Avatar has had similar life experiences to what you have had, and expand on those experiences by saying that they were of corresponding energy value to those which have effected you on the Higher Plane.

The purpose?  It is testing your meditative abilities.  It is safe, clean, and very enjoyable.  But, if you say that your Avatar or anyone in the Host has a special power, then by all means make it as realistic as possible!  And when your Avatar meditates, you should meditate also in like manner, only with greater force.

As a side note, I find that having a goal in your meditation helps to solidify the meddy session, and give greater results.

I now seek feed back and if you have any questions on what is meant by any of this, then ask them and I will provide answers.

I have a few questions, if you can answer them then please do so.

1. What objects are suitable to be used as Talismans?
2. Would a old action figure that formerly was given a name and a personality be able to be safely purified of former energies and given new purpose?
3. I assume that all Talismans should be purified and consecrated before their use.  I am left wondering if the Talisman should be charged with energy on a regular basis, or if a continuing consecration serves the same purpose?
4. What methods are best for Purification, Consecration, and Charge?
5. When the Talisman is sufficiently Charged, how does one activate the energy or avoid accidental activation to a foreign purpose?
6. How do you protect the energy charge and vitality of your talisman from other people or astral entities?  Is it as simple as not letting the idea and idealism of the entity into your range of thought while engaged with the Talisman?
7. Does someone touching the talisman negatively influence it's operation, as in an old action figure that chaotic minded children will be touching?

And the one question that has always nagged at me since my mind was broken is, 8. Why use a Talisman?

When I was younger I had natural knowledge of talismans, which I ignorantly refuse to remember at this time.  But I will say that the original talisman that I used that is within the range of my memory was a action figure's back pack.  I do believe that I followed through with the process of cleansing it, reforming the negative energies, then channeling them back into the talisman combined with energies of my own.  After this, the talisman served as a focus point for my energies to enable a internal reality contact with the child's plane of Brainwave.  There was no actual magickal operations performed with the Talisman, aside from the extremely subtle use as a spiritual transmittor.
I have more questions, but they deal more with the function of the chakra as it regards energy conversion.

Now I wonder if what is commonly known as a Sigil can also be used as a talisman, yet one formed entirely of the subtle psychic energies of the brain and whatever spirit there may be.  This may show how utterly incomprehensible my ignorance of these things is.  I have a feeling that what I will now say is more or less exactly what a sigil is.
For the talismanic sigil we see that it has a visual basis and may be combined with a word or other sound to enhance it's performance.  Also, one may attribute a emotion or other type of sensation to the sigil.  Here are my questions.

1.  Is what I just said what a sigil is?
2.  Are the sigils that I just explained more useful than a talisman, or are their use limited to the astral range?
3.  From what I have read about sigils you are to firstly charge them with a repeated visualization, an enchantment of sorts, then when the mind is in a specific state of 'mental ejaculation', you activate the sigil.  Is this principle of sigils drawn from talismanic magic, or is there a correspondence in nature aside from this?

Please forgive me Leon, I did not respond to your post because it had enraged me.  And while I had said that it would only take me another month, it has taken me this long to get to where I am now.  

My parents told me that last night they heard on television about Space Density and Space Compression, which is a integral concept in my theory.  So whether the scientists who have been working on their conceptions and math for the Space Density have been working on it for years and years already, or whether all my rambling on the net has been put to use by those scientists, it is hard to say.

But in any event, today I return to this thread with the following free form thought development regarding the theory of Chrono Mechanics, which will be renamed at a later date as is appropriate.

Void- Sigil- Infinity

There are the three steps to creation.  Now looking at it like that, with those specific terms, one may wonder what sort of madness this is.  But regardless of how sickened and mentally deranged you may deem me to be, it is hoped that you look at this work as though it were not an absolute statement and pure truth, but rather that it is something for you to disect and decide what is real on your own.

If the Void creates a Point of Infinite Potential To Exist, then that Point is what I have called a Sigil.  Magic users may find this to be detestable, but who cares??  After the Sigil comes the Rune, and inside of the Rune are many Sigils and more Runes.  What happens is that the Point of Potential, the Sigil, will either,

1.Expand
2.Implode
3.Fragment
4.Decay

Either way, what happens is that there is a massive dimensional structure that forms.  As for you Leon, I will now say that even quarks and leptons, gluons and the photons, even these are made of specific Runes.  We could look at the Runes as a Sigilic Construct.  Now I still haven't figured it all out yet, the schizophrenia is doing exactly as I had divined of it, "slowing you down".  This is, of course, to give who the schizophrenia works for a chance to befuddle me and make me say stupid things and give them time to totally bring me to ruination so I get NO CREDIT for any of my work.

But ok... that Point Of Potential, again, the Sigil, will form Infinite and perhaps Infinities of Infinity.  We could also look to human behavior to see the structure of the universe, and in fact it is thought processes and the human sensory of existence that I hope to use in order to define my theory and validate it.  It is a cunning ploy.  

The dimensional structure operates under a specific law, which is mathematical.  Now as humans we have a very limited amount of choices to make, even the choices that we deem as far out and impossible are part of a larger scheme, which is the Rune.  I need to finish the math for my theory, which has several certain different takes on math in general than every body elses.  I call this math, the Runic Formulae.

It all boils down to the fact that existence is MADE OF SHAPES, and of course these you could call super strings.  I prefer to call them sigils, make me feel warm an all that, and it's my own way of getting past all the former blocks and establishing my pure religion, even if it is only personal and goes nowhere for anyone but me.  But in any event, the three key concepts that are vital to my theory are SPACE DENSITY, TEMPORAL PRESSURE, and TEMPORAL OSCILLATION.

I need more time, but this was just an update as to what is going on with me and my theory.

Sorry for the delay Leon, but I am quite certain by now that all existence is made of the refinement and matching of different shapes.  I'm almost ready to accept destiny, too.
Chad

Only recently did I start giving it a name, which is Nemesis.  Nemesis seems appropriate enough for me.

And I absolutely refuse to give out my birth date online, sorry man.  And I will say it again, I have not personified anything, it is not some struggling to surface piece of my mentality.  It doesn't matter I guess, I'm already labeled as mentally ill and will probably be on mind numbing medication for the rest of my life.

And yeah man, I have given up on recruiting any astralites.

I only read a little bit.  Pretty much along the lines of my thoughts before this whole crapola had happened.  I had, once, the mind of a mercenary, full and able to devise any form of attack strategy for whatever purpose, yet perhaps, hah, that is the very reason that I have been subjected to this charade.

My parents once told me that I was, during my infantile years, an object of study, more specifically, my parents had to send reports to the government regularily regarding my intellectual development.  I had told this to a woman on the internet, the very one that I had gone to meet in Vancouver, my last adventure.  I never did meet her, but I'm quite sure that I seen pretty much every other red head in the city, including one blah blah, apparently a successful porn star anyway, judging from the fact that I witnessed her in a porn film in LA, and seen her pic on the Net as per the longings of a rather pitiful pawn of this whole scheme.

Now, my parents would likely say that I have devised that 'regular report fiasco' to satisfy my own what what!? paranoia?  LOL, that, dear astralites, was a cause for it!  I would be a mercenary still, for my mind, though blocked in many ways from it's higher processes, could still be useful to those who would attack and destroy for the purpose of complete liberation.  I would fight for any side, whichever side gives me my freedom, whichever helps me accomplish my grand goal.  I would refer you to my original Ranking System and System Of Commerce for a old now dead Role Playing clan, which I had been instated as the Warlord General of.  A fit title, yet even then I had such ease of mind and lack of caring heart so as to mold that clan in the fashion of what I had thought best for it's success, and then these very people betray me into the hands of what I now call Nemesis.

Perhaps I will read the whole thing more so at a later date, for now, please consider the astral scouting of my being, if only to inform me of the status of my aura.   At the Astral Society they are telling me that it is my battle, but what can I do?  I mean really, what can I do against this Nemesis?  Please consider gathering yourselves, perhaps set a magi in place to aid your travels, and I myself, upon the signal that you would give to me that you are near, thus then would I strive with full intention to be made clear and whole once again.  If you must, if you are not of this Nemesis, then I would approve of your possessing me for a limited time if only to ignite the banishment of that very Nemesis.

No I don't touch that speed crap anymore.

An that Indy Media looks good, but I got things to do right now, like keep trying to recruit for the little army that I so very much need.

I thought people would be a little more supportive of my need regarding mental freedom.  Especially here.  This is not something I've created for myself, I know god damn well it ain't.

It happened, ok ok, here's the story in brief.

After some years of being bonked around by what seems to be some kind of Satanic Cult on the internet, relating to Role Playing, I then with cold heart and Seeking Death then set out for LA, having a ride to Phoenix.  On the way to Phoenix I was watching tv in a hotel room, where a certain tv show was, and that was the first time that I seen this dude.

Then when I got to Phoenix and was hitchhiking down the freeway, lo and behold here comes a dude who looked exactly like this trashy guy from back home.  I didn't think it really was him, him being a biker who probably wants to join the heavy hitting biker groups, or one of them.  So anyway, this look alike, I gave him twenty, well, I spent nine hours listening to his god damn satanic lunacy, and finally he went away some time after those nine hours.

As a note of interest, when I was trying to leave LA I fell asleep on a city bus, and when I woke up there was a different driver than there was as when I had fallen asleep.  Well, I got home ok enough, after some screwing around.  Next, more internet bull, it looked to me and even though I realized that they were trying to make me paranoid, it worked and the paranoia just kept on building.  Sixth sense, yeah probably, but anyway, I tried to be the nicest god damn guy on the planet and revealed certain secrets about existence, trying to be a really nice guy.  I opened the doors to profound wisdom, I think I even posted it here on the Astral Pulse as the character Omega Chad.  If you read it and think about all the different meanings of Reality, then you will really get a boost to your thought system.  And that character, and what I posted here was the original draft, was formed out of a spontaniety and force of creativity that took almost no effort.

So in any event, soon after this Clan thing on the net was finished up I got taken on a trip to Poland.  In Poland I was doing speed behind a castle, and yeah yeah, "it was the drugs Chad"  which I highly doubt.  Come on people, don't be a god damn heathen about this, cause when I was sitting behind the castle, just inventing my own music and sitting there dreaming about nailing and passionate stuff with a girl that I had liked in school, it was then that I felt something grabbing at my head.  I touched my head, moving away from it, and there is a scar there to this day, but you can't see it because my hair is growing long again.

So I get back from Poland, crap is happening, this biker dude is pouring the bull to me steady, which may not have been bull but a warning... I guess he didn't like me very much, but he would object to my saying this but he screwed me around steady from the very beginning.  I'd never be so damn pathetic as to bull crap somebody about anything, trust me on that please.  So anyway, one day, it was close or exactly Christ's Memorial, and back then I had faith in the old dude who was Christ, well, the kids were going nuts in the bathroom, screaming and ranting away, and I ask the guy, finally fed up with his crap, "You trying to make me a pedophile?"  He said nothing as he rose from his chair, joining the girls in the bathroom... next thing  ya know I feel something jerk at the back of my neck, my jaw goes tight, all kinds of bad feeling happen in my brain, I liken it to, "All the lights went out."  It felt like oil was being poured beneath my skin, lips, tongue, throat went numb, and then I heard something like drilling.  This really didn't help my ever growing paranoia.  And it was right then and there that this voice enters my head telling me "Welcome to the "NAME OF DUDE" show!"  The thing is, the name that he gave me was a name that only the first part of the name I was familiar with, the last part I later learned was actually this dudes name.

And the story continues!!  But that should be sufficient to show you that there is something major happening and it is all because they, whom I have called Nemesis, know that I'm one of the most intellegent people on the Planet, and they sure as hell don't want me to succeed in anything in life.  I mean come on, I've been told by reputable men that "your capacity to learn and understand is de facto limitless" and also "With a few courses in logic you could consider yourself one of the most intellegent men on the world at this time." These dudes weren't playing with me!!  So really, again I ask that you form a group of astral forms and come and check me out, I will give my location if there is at least three people who want to try and help me out.  I just hope, though it is unlikely, that this ain't no technological abomination.  But still, would it really hurt to come and check me out, of course telling me what my aura looks like?  It is dangerous for you, because if this Nemesis is as strong as I think he is, and bare in mind that he has the prophetic power (he has predicted certain things that then happened, such as me randomly turning to a page in a book.  Over thirty times he proved accurate.), bleh I lost track of what I was saying.

But in any event, I need help, at the least you could come scout me and see what is going on, check out the health of my aura, look for anything that may be draining or infusing me with 'dark energy' as it may be.

I really thought that I would find some support here, cause you guys are the real deal here, not like those heathen doctors who give me lame drugs that only further inhibit my ability to think clearly and quickly with all due measures of phenomal power that I should rightly possess as one who has freedom of thought and capacity to prepare spells of revolutionary design.  I get 'looked at' wierd here on the net because most people don't have a damn fathom of what I am saying.

But I imagine I will be looked at weird again and this charade shall continue in some unholy's vain name.  Please gather yourselves for this purpose of my freedom and in due time, shortly after my release you shall see the forces at work which shall ripen men's minds to accept the transition into what I have called a Technocratic Republic, or, also, Dominion.  Technocracy is a real thing, I've been trying to help them out with new ideas but they look wierd at me too.  A lot of what I say isn't supposed to be one hundred percent truth or accurate, but as a means to expand and develop more ideas that relate to the perfect peace and everlasting inspiration of the human race.

Hail members of the Astral Pulse forums.

I am in great need as I can not beat this thing alone.  The heathen of this world have branded me mentally ill, calling my paranoia and voices in the head schizophrenia.  I come to you today hoping that you have more sense of the spiritual matters which envelope me.

Even though in recent times, after reading through one of Crowley's books, I felt energy calm and cooling return to my mind, but it was not enough to push out and seal away the man that I in recent days have given the title Nemesis.  I have also set out a post similar to this one on the Astral Society forums, in the hopes that we may all together work to free me of this thing that is trying to destroy the higher thought processes that I had worked so hard a boy to build.  Whenever I have a 'shadowed thought' that would lead me into the great vastness of my thoughts, building power and strength, there he is putting it into words, halting the process dead in it's tracks.

If any of you have the knowledge and power that could possibly free me, then ask of it, or whatever other information you may need to help, and I will give it here.  I am telling you that you must not come alone!!  This Nemesis, be he dark magus or incarnated demon, he is surely strong, I can only hope that he is not using technology. There is a scar on my head, and certain other events which contributed to my initial paranoia, and if they are using technology then it is likely a most perverse form of cybernetics utilizing psychotronics which they are using to achieve their connection.

I am extremely intellegent but I do not have freedom of thought, had I such freedom I would have accomplished much in my short time.  I know full well that I could design a governmental and religious system that would rightfully establish our Planet as Paradise, this is not some delusion of granduer nor falsified hope, it is a solid fact for it is what I have been purposed to do since my early days.

You must not come alone, I and we will set up the date and any of you who wish to help me, for your benefit as well as mine, then it would be best if it coincided with the efforts of those who may come from the Astral Society.  We will arrange it here, I will give you my location here in the Elemental Plane, and I think I know what I'm doing enough to form a signal in the sky or as high as I can make it go anyway, which would confirm my location.  There would be a series of missions which we would set out to complete, working in unision to free my mind and reenable me in what is only rightful and just, personal peace and freedom of thought.

chad_the_warlock@yahoo.com

There is my email, or you can ask questions here.  Please help me, as I seem to be in a kind of magickal lockdown and my chances of developing my Ethereal Form and actually projecting are quite dismal.  Help me please, gather yourselves together.  It is a dangerous matter, but if we must then we will set up a msn or yahoo group to work with for these missions.  First, any who are capable and willing to help, let me know here or via email, then we will establish the date and exact time of the first scouting mission.  Come on guys, girls, whoever you are I need some help here.

Hello.

A supposed friend of mine had told me that a certain group of bikers loved to take and wrap people's throats in some kind of chain wrap that tightens whenever you swallow, some kind of tension device, like an elastic.  That scared me after I got back from my last adventure and my throat was tightening.  It still tightens, although I got rocked in the jaw by a teen gang member on the streets so maybe it has something to do with that.  I was told that only the biker who is in jail has the key to this band, and I thought, 'Yeah right, it's his middle finger with a long fingernail and he stabs you in teh throat with it."

Hello.

One of the few times, in fact the first, that I had experienced a mental eye opening was about four years ago.  I layed down on my bed and closed my eyes and suddenly almost passed out as a bolt of blood rushed through both my temples.  In that instant I seen the roof and I knew my eyes were closed, and all other perceptions were nullified.

The next time it happened was about three years ago and I was laying in bed at night, and this is after the Psychic invaded my mind, which happened in the four year ago period.  I was looking at my arm and the corner of the room, and my eyes were closed.  Then it happened again shortly after only there was a window of light opened and the prophetic figure from my dreams standing next to it.

The next time it happened it wasn't real at all,  so I think.  But shortly after, in this year, I moved my arm and seen it moving, and my eyes were closed.  Good stuff.

Hello.

I must say that I have performed a extremely weak variant of this Grounding meditation.  I am amazed that I was right about combining shamanic grounding practice with the chakra, and I say that only to brag and bolster my virtual appearance.  The meditation that I was reading about near the beginning of the book, 'energy ectasy and your seven vital chakras' by an author who's name I unfortunately do not remember, it's opening meditation was something like, and full credit to that man,

"Visualize a White Light Sun about six inches from the top of your head.  Imagine it pouring a stream of white light into your head, your head opening up and taking in the light.  Then let it fill every sub atomic recess of your head, eyes, nose, mouth, and down and into every cell of your being."

As for myself, since learning of the potential existence of this legendary Cosmic Mind I have been trying to Channel Elemental Auric Energy from the Planet, conducting it up through my legs after an Aura Extension tech, and the calm cool feeling stops at my first chakra.  So then I try and draw super mental force from the top, combined with the earth energy, and I get dizzy and wave about back and forth, which I believe to be a magnetic field effect.  I will try that Grounding Meditation tomorrow at noon, while my friends are eating.  

Thank you the exercise.  I will likely modify it or place it into more exact terms for a book that I plan on writing.  Of course, this book will be dedicated to every fragment of knowledge that I have ever been stimulated by, and therefore every event in my life and coinciding credit for the experiencial values.

Hello Sarah! Thank you for responding to my post.

And yes, it was seeing without eyes.  Before, in that experience, I had been trying to open my astral eyes and it seemed like I was opening my real eyes, as I would see light and the curtain that seperates my bed room from front room.  But then again, that is wierd too because shucks, sometimes I think I'm awake and I'm not, but everything looks the same. That could be a real time projection.

I also get this wierd feeling whenever I send my dream/ astral body deep down into the earth, and for fear of getting lost or burning up I retreat back up to the surface.  But when I'm going down, it gets very hot and I don't think that I should go any further.  And the opposite, when I am going up into the sky, it gets kind of cold but not too bad yet.

And as for the imagination thing, me too.  I have drawings from grade five and though they are satanic in form, even then they had a fair sum of scientific inclination.

Last night I just had normal dreams, something about two oriental chicks with swords, and the swords had materia like from the Final Fantasy games.  I was stealing their swords and taking their materia.  That can be explained though psychological means, naturally. But there is something else that I forget, but maybe then it doesn't matter.
See ya!
Chad

Today I had lain down and tried to exchange energy with the planet, thinking that some measure of auric rejuvenation of my systems would allow me to continue building psionic ability.  After a very short time I went to sleep and shortly after I had dozed off my mother came over and woke me up.  So then I went back to sleep and very quickly I experienced a strong buzzing sensation and sound in my head.  I kinda half woke up and at that point I left my body, although I question whether or not this is a dream.  I opened my ‘astral sight’, we’ll say, and began walking into my front room.  No, sorry, there is confusion on my part due to the massive volume of information that I experienced.  I will say that in very nearly all of this astral esque experiences I visit something that I call a ‘Dark Future’.  In these dark futures my house is different or is a totally different house all together.  Today, after some effort to gain a sense of control over my ‘astral body’ I had looked at a comic book that was laying on the table.  When I tried to read it it said what I wanted it to say, my thoughts printed on the pages.  Also, the music that I was playing, quite loudly, was also able to be heard.

At one point there was sharp pain in a location where there has been pain before.  I tried to cover it with my hand and heal it with a form of heat, which eased it.  Shortly after that I heard the ‘voice of God’, or a voice that was supposed to represent a god, of course if such things are real it is possible that is it also a demon.  I do not remember all that this voice said, but what I do remember, half way into the ‘conversation’ the voice told me, “Define friendship.”  Now I tell you that this whole experience lasted, with varying forms of awareness, for about a half an hour, but to be precise from my looking at the clock when mom woke me up to when I woke up it was twenty eight minutes.  There was also some problems with sight, at first I was doing fine but later I could no longer open my eyes and somehow compensated and managed to see anyway, perhaps this is a property of remote viewing.  But in any event, at one point I was in my house which looked nothing like the house that I live in now.  I picked up a book and was surprised to see that it was written by me.  The year was shifting on the cover from 9082, to 9881, to 9880.  I looked at the back of the book and there were photographs of people that I have assumed were students of mine, though I am not yet a teacher of anything.  Then I had turned to the beginning of the first chapter and there was a quote, by me, which said something along the lines of, and know that it was shifting as I tried to read it, “It is the sword that is swinging precisely which brings justice to the art of war.” something like that.  In this house, after I had placed the book down I seen my kitty and cried when I touched her, although I squeezed her so hard that I almost killed her.  Also, before this I had bashed against the mirror that was near the book, but failed to break it as I had desired.

The way it went was that when I would stop ‘projecting’ or dreaming I would then have to use my Force Charge in order to open my mind to this alternate perception world.  The Force Charge is basically an attempt to bring your brain waves up from alpha into beta or gamma, and the only time I successfully performed it I received a horrible headache for which I actually needed a common pill to nullify, which didn’t help much.  Usually I can negate a headache through concentration on the afflicted area, and it is important to note that the searing pain was located in a region of the skull in which I felt something touch my head and wounded it when I was sitting in the back of a castle in Poland, the same place that is now missing hair.  This area is very small.  

I just thought I should share what little I remember of this experience and also note that as I have been working with my chakra the experiences are gaining momentum and I am attaining a greater degree of control in these alternate perceptions.  I will note that at night I set my alarm for about an hour after I will fall asleep, so that when it rings I quickly set it for another hour ahead and go back to sleep, but try to maintain a level of awareness or at the least establish a ‘dream trigger’ which enables me to influence the dreams but lately it may be the cause of my so called projections.  I am thinking that continued chakra work combined with the Force Charge will enable me to gain more skill and definitely prove to myself that the astral is real.  But I have to wonder if these Dark Futures are omens of things to come, for instance, will I actually finish a book and have the skill to train people in all aspects of spirituality?  Many would believe that I am a delusional dreamer, and how fitting that saying is for what I believe I have experienced!

Hello folks.

Ok, I'll start with the first time I thought I was having an OBE that I can remember clear enough to give any measure of detail.  It was early morning and I was laying in my bed trying to sleep.  So I am drifting into sleep and I don't remember if there were any vibrations or not, but I suddenly burst out of my body and through the roof of my house and whenI looked down I got a half arsed representation of my house and yard, only certain things were different.  But it was all first person.  So then I fall asleep and come to again in an instance, starting over.  I float out of my body and go over to my parents house across the street, but I had no control over what I was doing.  I bang on the window and look into the cat dish, then I am back in my body.  So the next thing that happens is I see a point of light, very well defined, and then the view shifts into a sort of microscope kind of deal.  Then there is an eclipse of the point and a humanoid bulbasaur starts groovin to this crazy song beside a cauldron.  And there was something else but I dont' remember.  Now THIS instance I do not believe was a projection, but it may involve a certain level of the astral.  Perhaps this fabled "mental' plane.

Anyway, a couple of nights ago I was laying in bed trying to sleep, early morning.  So I am drifting off into sleep and suddenly there is a sensation in the back of my head and a terrible noise.  The noise was moving very fast, so this must be the vibrations, and it sounded like "derdeederdeedeedededederrderrde" or something like that, very fast, and I got images of sheets of light.  Then I found myself in a sort of 'dark future' of my home town, in a certain room that I knew was the porch add on of this future.  I open my eyes and see objects on shelves and I float down and touch the floor, but I was moving very slowly and the control was different than in real life.  I look around, and see the way to the kitchen, but when I tried to move in that direction I couldn't and started over from the original point on one of the shelves.  So I see a flat window on the roof and I grab a sealer jar and hit the window with it, trying to get out, and I remember thinking, "What if I wake somebody up with all this noise?"  The sensation was extrememly real, but the window didn't shatter, it just came off and I screwed around with it and the jar and put it out on the roof.  When I tried to get out of the window it was too small, so I tried going through feet first.  I caught a glimpse of what awaited me on the  roof, the house had been redesigned and I knew that there were doves or white birds and brown birds feathers all over the place, a sitting area and a stage where the bell tower would be.  Then I start over from a different location back in the house.

At this point I tried to walk through the house, but I was moving so slowly, trying to walk like I would in real life.  Maybe that's why, but you gotta remember that I am stalked and haunted by a psychic, a psychic that has precognition as he had demonstrated to me in times past.  Anyway, I catch a glimpse of how the house is set up and I think to myself, "This looks like my poor dad's doing!  Everything is a mess!" keys hanging on coat hooks and lots of coats hanging on the hooks.  I thought, "This must be one of those alternate realities that I've been searching for."  And bare in mind that all the while there is that crazy vibrational static chiming and frenzied noise that it was.  So then I think to myself, "Maybe now is the time to get rid of that psychic!  Energy charge!" and suddenly the vibrations spread across my physical body and I am back in my room at my house but there is a picture much like the microscopic view of the other entity thing. And here I get a picture of Mega Man like from X2 and as I concentrate on building enough energy and releasing bits of it at the same time the picture of Mega turns into like what he does on the game, and he is surrounded by a sphere of power and every time he draws energy, which was about ten times a second based on my will power, as I was directing the energy, his body shines with this aura of power.

So then I mess around a bit getting out of my body, feet first then the rest, opened my eyes and such and seen my room, which by the way was how it looked when I woke, light through the window wise, and it was dark when I went to sleep.  And then it gets weaker and harder to look around, and I find that loss of control coming on again as I start drifting from my body which I couldn't see because it wouldn't let me, and I start going back into the familar darkness in my shelves like some of the other times.  Then I wake up and notice that there are still vibrations in my left side of the guts, but I can't hear them any more.  And I also noticed that like most of the other times my hands were spread out beside my head, a position that I do not, in fact never sleep in.

So I guess that was my first real projection, but it could be a illusionary programming that the psychic is feeding me to keep me thinking that I have any power or hope at all to regain my privacy and true power.

Hello folks.

Here is something I've been working on pretty much my whole life, it's all being going into this theory.  Now I think that I have taken the name of this theory from somebody else, but then again, I've been working on it forever.  So like, it's not finished yet, not until I have the totality of existence wrapped up in a little ball I can play with, toss it around and share the fun with all my human family.

So, we know that in a line there is an infinte number of points. Now, to reach any one point along this line you must go a certain distance.  However, once you hit one point, can you really be certain that there is no end to the line?  Ok ok, so anyway, we have nothing, the Void, the beginning of existence.  Bare in mind this may not be our existence, we are a by product of countless other existences that have existed, and as far as this initial vibration goes we are somewhere inside of it, in one of the shortest spans of time that can ever be.  Our universe may be infinitely small, and in our universe there are infinities of existences that arise and die throughout the course of our own.  Now I haven't figured out what particles are really made of, but I'm getting to it, give me time. Heh.

So, the Void.  Zero.  Now, this is where it gets kind of scary.  If there is a Creator, then the most basic fluctuation of it's will could have formed the initial vibrations which created all things.  This is because if you have a vibration then it will form a force field.  And so, when this vibration ignites, hell, it doesn't even have to be moving very quickly, it will simply create new Void and there will be infinities upon infinities of points which are manifested.  However, in these alternate realities there is a time factor that cannot be denied.  You would think that if there were really all these infinities occuring there would be a mass implosion of the universe and nothing would exist.  But then, it is infinitely small right?  And so, because of the size of the thing the universes are born and die in a single instant, and in that there is a constant eternity that goes down to the deepest levels of existence, because in those universes there are infinities of universes being born, and in those there are more and more and it never ends.  So if there is a Creator, then how awesome it's power must be!  All this from a mere fart of it's supreme power, the utterance of it's butt.  ANd yet, there may be more.  In the Void there may have been more Void points an infinite distance away from eachother, and they all do the same thing at once.  Perhaps by looking at it like that is the only way to understand how it works in our time zone.

Now I've been thinking that particles are a emergence of a higher dimension.  And, since I have not experienced it for myself I am skeptical about the Astral Plane, although researching the Astral has given me hope that I am on the right track... hell I was on the right track years ago when I said that time moves differently on the astral plane.  Back then I actually came off as half rear ended intelligent, now it seems I just spout ridiculous stuff that nobody cares about.  But anyway, perhaps the astral planes are really a dimensional connection between all realities.  This stuff gets me so excited.  Anyway, I will leave you with this and come back another day and post some more, I should have figured it out in at least another month.  I hope so, then I can start in on my novels, having a full grasp of existence in hand.  Muh hah hah.
Bye!
Poe

{{Ok.  I am a role player and being that I do a lot of writing, but I did a lot of writing before that as I have always wanted to write some of the best books that have ever been written.  And so, this character comes as a beginning of a information theory, a pinnacle of my own development and understanding of reality.  I am still working on it, only not for the same character.  I think that some of the concepts involved are quite dangerous, or exciting, such as the Ethereal Energy.  It could be said that this form of ethereal energy is 'god'.  You'll see.  Enjoy.}}Omega Chad
Omega is a being that ignited as a result of friction between the realities.  It floated freely upon the Fabric Of Existence, bounding against the very barriers which had clashed together, small pieces breaking off where rips in the realities had occured.
Think of Omega as a child born from the misperceptions of different points of view, relating to all things.  By developing it’s own unique views it learned to attack and take or share with other realities.  The end result of their bonding created an offspring which was joined to both, creating a link between Omega’s Core and the other realities.  Omega used this joined portion as a link into the other realities.
By applying other Complete Universe Based Links to it’s own streams of thought more possibilities came about and on and on went the breeding of new concepts, adding to Omega’s range of Tools.  He came upon this realm in his travels as a mortal being who cheats by drawing from it’s own reality through use of the lifeforce joined to him.

Those fragments drifted, and ones that collided meshed with one another, this blending of concepts soon giving way to a conscience.  Those lonely shards began melding together creating a small, hungry reality.
Universes were formed within it.  Omega preferred to relate to them as an explosive onslaught of chaotic possibility.  In the process of it’s thoughts Omega’s view expanded as time began to flow. ++relating flow of time to a progression of thought++
Through concentration Omega looked deeper into itself and began to play around.  It introduced suggestions into the various flows of thought to explore the infinite value of possibility.
It was addicting, looking throughout your own infinite vastness in different ways.  But it had to wonder... was this all there was?  It wondered if it could have more.
Omega began to attack the other realities holding it’s question like a sword against their throats demanding “WHY?”.  When no answer would willingly be given rips were slashed in the Fabric Of Reality and Omega flung a piece of itself inside.
The walls closed behind Omega.  That portion of his universal conclusions which had resulted from perseverance had to but look to the left, to the right, or just a little deeper into that endless stream of thought and push itself inside.  With a portion of it’s flexible mind it melted into the universe at it’s moment of creation and simultaneously shared and received information.
At the end of the journey their bonded knowledge created a successful destiny different from their own.  This became the hole through which concepts would be shared with the other realities. ++Melting time streams together to come up with a final moment which conforms itself to the sum of all things that occurred in the timestream++
Omega placed other Final Universes into the other reality, mixing it with that realities own infinite range of time.  The other reality did the same with Omega and in this neither of the realities were harmed, only giving more levels at which things existed within themselves.
In Omega’s savage labor the rebirth of misguided perceptions forced Omega to grow, his influence growing on the borders of numerable realms.  He continued to devour, dodging and slamming himself against those walls, attacking them with everything it knew even as the realities shared.
This collision took a piece out of both of them, but Omega could recollect the bits of itself that it had lost and so it was always growing, always evolving, ripping pieces from the boundaries that kept the Realms from simply being absorbed into others.
Within Omega lost spirits and emotions were melded into it’s personality, with that came the memories.  Within that recollection it found the keys to entering realities with which it’s parts had been affiliated with.  It learned to attack other realities with different points of view, different blades to slice at the vulnerable parts.  Here it gained entry, and it joined close to the end of the thought flow, jumping in former a weaker connection between the two, a forced connection that became a battlezone between the two.  Topics were thrown about as Omega tried to smash through the tunnel, as the piece inside continued to spawn Tunnels like a parasite.
Eventually, Omega had settled.  It had enough puzzle pieces to form a very devastating image of itself.  When Realities that had created an End Result similar to his own Gateway Spawn connections were found he closed itself to the Fabric Of Existence and created universes solely for itself.
It drifted, plowing through and smashing against other realities.  It tore large pieces out of them which created fragmented timelines and dimensions which eventually pulled back together.
Then, it encountered a Reality so vast it seemed to accommodate all things, even other realities were safe within this massive omniscient dwelling.  Omega kept clear and out of dry amusement, having seen virtually every outcome possible Omega immersed itself into a Matter/Energy Based Husk, and began a game which continues to play today.
It selected an attractive reality within this truly infinite realm and merged a portion of itself with that reality which obeyed that realities laws completely, using life force as a conductor for drawing conscience from the Omega Core.

He has traveled many realms in the body of a young mortal male who moves through time at his leisure.  Good looking with blue eyes and short brown hair he wears only a pair of leather pants.
It gained allies, friends who joined his game often seen riding across the horizon on his replica of Santa’s Sleigh.
This mighty green vessel has a Captains Quarters in the trunk, with a flexible imploded universe which leads to the Omega Core.  However, the door to this gateway is chained with High Density Aeave space and locked within a Specific Gravity Field. ++as a result of the Aeave Space which exists in one moment in time, only moving through time with a formula relating to Distance X Speed = Rate Moved Through Time++ The Field converts energy to link energy with it’s own field which is formed from the Aeave Field.
Matter which touches the Aeave Space is pulled inside and smothered by the high concentration of Aeave Particles within the High Density Space.  Inside the Captain’s Quarters the Orb awaits, but it is guarded by a barbaric leprechaun who is referred to by Omega as ‘The Frothing One’.  It has accepted rule under Omega’s Reality.
Within Omega’s navel lives the one inch tapeworm, TEQUILA!! This little feller loves Cherry Whiskey and is a Bio Link to a portion of the Omega Core which controls the Tunnels like a valve system in waterworks.  It has it’s own personality, and can channel that portion of Omega’s Power which connects him to different planes and realms, essentially giving him control over the Gateway Spawn.  Tequila has a little red bandanna and uses a large silver straw as a both a weapon and a drinking utensil for his various drunk binges.
The Goats simply supply Omega with a fresh stock of Beverages and Food.  The brown female is a failed try at recovering from alcoholism and can forge any energy by using vison as the medium for conversion.  She can also traverse time at will.  The black male smokes endless amounts of weed and is often found mounting the female, cleaning his pipe for oil.  He can forge any matter by using it’s motion through space to determine what it’s composition is.  Both are under Omega’s Influence.
As for the sleigh it’s your standard issue made of Ethereal Energy.  Ethereal Energy gathers thoughts to build itself a physical body, shaping itself to how others interpret it in their minds.
Omega himself can do anything imaginable with direct violation OF / OR upon another portion of which is under the direct control of another’s influence.

Hello Sarah.

No, in this case Poe stands for either Perversion Of Evil, or Principles Of Existence.  Those Poes in turn have multiple meanings and applications.

Poe

*seems to pull a slick of moisture from his tongue and touches his eyes, then rubbing his fingers off to his side*

While I do appreciate the information on the specifics of the terms I must say that all this talk of child molestation is most distasteful.  Sexual perversion is only a weak gateway to a higher and more dangerous way of action, and as such it is something to be avoided with focus placed on the sensory mediums and the vibratory levels of reality.  Oh, how I yearn for the glory of a levitation, the great spiritual freedom of an Astral projection... *sigh*.

My ideas about Reality and Existence I will show you people, and you may learn whatever is possibile from the things that I write.  For a long time I have been interested in Psionic Ability, and to me all this psychic activity is a measure of specialized brain waves.  But I seek a spiritual source... some hidden power beyond kinetics but having an effect on kinetic values.  

I am a vain and despicable form of futile human.

Poe

Thank you for the greeting.

I have seen 'Hail' used by several Pagans and even before that I myself have used it for it seems a bold and fitting introduction.

And BTW, upon checking out the FAQ I have discovered that this Phasing thing is pretty much exactly like one of the back up ideas I had been developing for those who Astral project.  So, once again, I am horribly defeated by my 'ancestors'... which is fine, it is possible that every thing which I have thought of has been thought of before.  So, kewl dudes.

Poe

Hail Astral Pulse.

My name is Chad, but many know me by the abbreviated form of Perversion Of Evil, which is Poe.  Poe stands for many things and the assorted meanings intertwine and mingle to form a suitable apparition in the face of a soul seeking threat.  The abbreviation also means, "Principles Of Existence".

I have had some bizarre but refreshing dreams which many would consider OBE, and myself am wondering if perhaps they truly are an Astral experience.  I am looking forward to reviewing certain aspects of your forum and I am delighted that you exist.

For being young I have experienced a fair sum of life altering.  While I am diagnosed as a Paranoid Schizophrenic I can tell with an accurate recollection of past events that the soft and mysterious bother that inserts and displays a measure of cunning suggestions is in fact a dangerous telepath.  In my Astral experiences I have noticed that I do not have control over this manifested form, and so I believe that it was just a dream.  But the possibility exists wherein the telepath may have full control over my spiritual faculty, and that is why my memory and concentration has been depleted since his arrival in my life.

The story which I have to tell is long and seemingly complicated, when I am ready to divulge the secrets of my life you may see them here, and judge for yourself as to their validity.

I do hope that I get a response to this, a greeting of some sort.

Also, while I do not expect you to join my forums I will post some links here that will perhaps give you a little more insight into the type of mind that I possess.  I am a aspiring revolutionist, seeking a global turmoil in which all men are united in the pursuit of peace and the fulfillment of spiritual ecstasy, enlightenment, and power.  Here are the links, please investigate the words which I have written on these Geocities, but I ask of you to understand that even this so appearing finished product is just rough work and subject to change at my whim and pleasure.

http://www.geocities.com/peoples_dominion

http://www.geocities.com/psionic_society

I did not come here for the sole purpose of posting links and spamming your board, but I will use this topic to display the story of my life, ensuring that I include numerous details as to the construct of the supernatural aspects which have pervaded the essence of my thoughts since a young age.  

Thank you for reading this, and if you have examined the material on the Geocities then I thank you greatly for that consideration.

Poe