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The scientific name is "myoclonic jerk"

Usually it happens when you fall asleep but did not expect to fall asleep... You'll be conscious but with a distorted sense of space, so you get startled and have a natural reaction to try and get back on your feet. With enough development I came to find that they usually happen during tiny dreams that we tend to instantly forget. Waking up "violently" usually has that dream-erasing effect.

The fact that it happened is a good sign, you were right there at the gate but popped back out... What you'll want to do is try to stay there, right in the middle, not so awake that you're still feeling your physical body and seeing the darkness behind your eyelids, but not so asleep that you're unconscious. It's key to the whole thing, pretty much.

Flatulence.

Are you positive that you've been to the 3D blackness? I would expect a "chi powerhouse" like yourself to have experienced much more right off the bat than just darkness ; could it be that you just had a disorientated sense of space, as is typical of light-to-medium trance?

It's a typical symptom of light trance, when you're approaching the border between asleep and awake. Most people don't feel anything, or don't have a memory of it upon waking. When you consciously observe yourself falling asleep, though, you'll be able to perceive this and many other things, like falling sensations, myoclonic jerks, sudden dream images and sounds, etc...

Actually, very few of the forum members are customers... The books have their own sites and forums. This place is about research and sharing information freely with a common focus ; definitely not a cult!

Do resurfacing memories count as going back in time?  Dreams constantly make forgotten moments reappear for me... I'm "receiving" more and more of my before-age-6 memories which seemed to be long lost. They're not replayed, I just see objects or situations that suddenly reactivate a pathway to one of these "recorded but hidden" areas... In a way I feel that I'm "relinking" the brain, making sure that there are no orphaned memories in there...

Kundalini is raised by balancing two energy conduits that coil up on either side of the spine to allow kundalini energy to flow up a third, central channel. The two conduits are male and female in alchemy, respectively...

That article is interesting... I don't think all these people out there who "went public" are now officially immortal, but I really don't think they're frauds either. Raising kundalini is described as a short, spontaneous event which must be done repeatedly before reaching a hypothetical plateau or ceiling... Which, indeed, none of these public figures seem to have reached yet! (not surprising, since it is quite a feat)

Anyway, I'm going to copy something from Monroe's Ultimate Journey:

There is one that I would like to visit. You know what I mean.

The most mature and evolved human in physical earth, living in your time reference.

That is so. Can it be done?

Yes, but the result may not be what you expect.

I wish to try, all the same.

I shall lead you.

I followed the dwindling curl of light through the darknes, for I don't know how long. Suddenly I was in a room, a normal sort of room, sparsely furnished with a few chairs and easy chairs and a table. Two large windows allowed in rays of sunlight; outside there appeared to be a stand of tall trees. It could be anywhere on Earth.
At a desk on one side of the room sat a person. I couldn't tell whether it was male or female; the face and body structure could be either. The face was almost unlined, the hair light brown and down just around the ears; the age somewhere between thirty and fifty, as far as I could tell. The clothing was simple, a white shirt and dark slacks.
But it was the radiation that stunned me. It was like standing in bright spring sunlight that was filled with every human emotion that ever existed. It was almost overwhelming--and yet familiar. It was equally balanced. One moment it was male, then I was sure it was female. A true equal--a He/She. Heshe!
The radiation closed off. Heshe--there had to be a name--looked up. The eyes were bottomless; I could detect no expression or emission. The control was perfect, yet I could not understand the reason for the restraint.

The lips didn't move, but I heard. I was expecting this now. There was a warm chuckle in what I understood.

Heshe: "Heshe? I've never heard that name before."

Monroe: "I meant no disrespect. I didn't know what to call you."

[...]

M: "... You have lived only one physical lifetime. You have not been recycled, like the rest of us. But... How do I know these things?"

H: "You are reading my mind."

M: "Only a part of it, and with your permission, I'm sure. One continuous lifetime, for eighteen hundred years! How do you stay... young?"

H: "I keep changing jobs. That keeps anyone young. Is that a good answer?"

[...]

M: "Where do you eat and sleep?"

H: "I gave those up years ago."

It all comes together, hmm?

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I had a semi lucid experience. My sister said "Here, mail for you" and put an envelope on the couch. I knew she didn't hand it to me directly because I wasn't "available" in her dimension -- i.e. I was actually sleeping. She could see me and talk to me, but she could not give me the letter. I decided to check out the envelope before I woke up, ripped it open... It was about 10 pages of tiny text... I couldn't read any of it, so I just gave up and dwelved into another dream involving crumbling skyscrapers and robots...

Anyway, I woke up, and sure enough, there was an envelope for me on the couch. It didn't look anything like the envelope from the dream... It was the electricity bill!

It's possible that I heard my sister put the envelope on the couch, since the living room is right outside my room... But I like the idea of a magical psychic event better :p

I would NOT recommend marijuana as a cure for schizophrenia -- it would probably have the inverse effect.

Donal, I used to have similar things when I was a kid. I had a TV in my room and could not undress if there was a person looking at the camera. Sometimes I'd be watching something in the morning while getting dressed for school, and all of a sudden a person's face would come on and I would jump behind the couch to hide from them!

I also believed that objects had feelings. Whenever I had to choose between two things at the store, I would "feel" how sad the item I didn't pick felt. I was afraid of eating animal crackers, because I thought biting them would hurt them.

It all went away with age, and I was never diagnosed with anything... By the time I realized it was "weird," it didn't affect me anymore. I think it's probably a form of synesthesia, where your brain automatically characterizes things a certain way, but you're the only one who makes these kinds of connections.

What game were you playing? Were you by any chance "playing the game in your head" at the time?

Cause it's actually possible to have an OBE while wide awake -- you'll experience the mind split effect, where your physical self is there minding its own business, and your non-physical self exits the body. When the non-physical comes back, you get two sets of memories for the same time period.

Spontaneous OBEs like this can happen during the day, you could be reading a book, driving, walking, doing anything repetitive and automatic.. All it takes is a lapse in attention, focusing inwards too much, and "pop" -- you're on the other side.

But as CFTraveler said.. Could be a health issue.

One thing that bothers me though is... What would a doctor say? Would they try to prescribe antipsychotics, or would they have you take an expensive cat scan? If it's really a health issue, it's good, but if it's a science-defying OBE, you'll probably get misdiagnosed with some mental disorder or something :S

Hehe, it raises an interesting point about the way I transcribed the non verbal communication there -- "sterile" vs "sterilized."

Feces in general aren't sterile, but that particular type that was for sale was safe to eat -- whether it was naturally sterile or processed, I don't know.. Didn't care much for the, uh, science behind the preparing of the stool for human consumption at the time! :p

And no, my sister isn't much of a prankster, it sounds more like something -I- would do, heh!

Perhaps your expectations are too high? It's unusual to "see reality" for more than a few seconds at the beginning... My guess is that you were out of body but slowly succumbed to reality fluctuations.

There's many things that cause the out of body reality to fluctuate. There's probably a good amount that we don't yet know about, but your expectations, your fears, your memories, your doubts, your intention, your mind's innate creative power, the people who live around you and the possibility that their thoughts can "pollute" yours, etc, can all influence you in such a way that your environment will stop reflecting "true reality" and become an alternate, personal reality of sorts... It takes tremendous amounts of focus, self discipline and raw experience to really become "objective" and remain in what we call the "real time zone" for extended amounts of time.

There's no real "magic formula" that exists to avoid these fluctuations... It just seems that people who are objective in nature (always question the things they see, look at everything carefully with a "new eye" and never make any assumptions) and/or who have been out of body many times will have much better success.

Don't dismiss your experiences as "mere lucid dreams" just yet -- you might find that what you experienced was in fact a full fledged out of body adventure, even if there were many inaccuracies in it.

It wasn't real and you don't have THAT demon stalking after you.

Ah, dreamstate lessons... Can't live with'em, can't live without'em!

My sister came to me and told me to come with her to the supermarket to buy food. I obliged and we found ourselves in this rural supermarket that only sold fresh products. She took me to this aisle which was selling this stuff that looked like ice cream... Like chocolate ice cream... Sausage-shaped chocolate... Which doesn't melt. The whole aisle smelled terrible. Something just wasn't right.

So I ask my sister... "Is this... What I think it is? Are they really selling poop in boxes?"

"It's not poop, we like to call it 'excrement.'"

"That's the same thing! Why would you buy this?"

"It's a delicacy."

"Wait, you actually eat this?"

"Yeah..."

"But it's poop! Are you crazy?"

"What do you mean, crazy? Rich people eat 'disgusting' stuff all the time... Why not excrement?"

"It's got to taste terrible.. It's animal waste.. The body rejects it for a reason!"

"Well.. Look at it this way, you eat cheese, right?"

"Yes..."

"And it's actually rotten milk, it smells bad, some varieties even cause inflammations in the mouth. Excrement doesn't, it's sterile. The only reason you don't want to try it is because you were told that it was bad your whole life, yet you eat things that are just as bad if not worse. And here I thought you were the kind of person who constantly re-evaluated his beliefs..."

She looked around for a while, and picked out this box. I looked at the label: "$5.49, Fresh from today." Inside the box was this greenish-brown stool...

She actually made a great point...

So we went out to a park and she took some bread out of her bag, a knife, and started spreading crap on the bread. She handed a piece to me, and told me to try it.

I brought the yummy sandwich towards my face... And at the last moment...

"I can't do this. You eat it first."

Then I noticed that she was smiling. Her smile slowly became bigger and bigger until she burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Damn! You almost fell for it!"

"Wait, what? It was a joke??"

"Well... Yeah... Who the hell would eat poop? Are you stupid or something?"

"You b****! You tried to make me eat crap!"

I threw the piece of bread as far as I could... And the dream ended.

Something I've read that supposedly would allow you to fend off incubi is to literally "peer into their soul" -- look at them with the intention of seeing their true nature. They are parasites that like to take on forms that are attractive or friendly to the victim. Once you lose the illusion by seeing their real form, they'll supposedly run away. The way they attach is by making you feel powerless (the rape scenario) or by creating such attraction that you will feel compelled to "do the deed" with them (the "lure" scenario). If you destroy that ability, they can't do anything to you.

This is a particularly useful technique for any unwanted experience -- nothing can manipulate you if you prevent it from using your own perceptions and fears against you.

And also, I want to underline the fact that the rape dream is one of the most common nightmares among females -- it can happen in projection as well. The "dweller on the treshold" effect is when you get attacked by some subconscious fear while exiting the body, as if something was waiting for you to come out. It's highly plausible that what you're experiencing is not incubi but just an irrational fear. Thankfully, the method to get rid of them is the same -- make their ability useless by looking beyond the illusion, and they'll disappear along with the fear, never to return.

Hopefully the lack of help is due to the fact that you're the one trapping yourself in your subjective world of fear. Always remember to think outside the box, to pay attention to detail, to look at everything as if it were the first time you saw it. You are at the mercy of your subjectivity, and the best way to progress is to supress it using any mean you can. Once you look beyond the veil, it's likely that many things will become visible, that could include you guides, and your father. Never underestimate your mind's ability to work against you

Ahahaha!

I would have to convert twenty inmates a day. I'd get up there and start telling them about Jesus and stuff. And when I'd see that they were beginning to get turned off - I'd stop and say "You don't believe that it exists?" - I'd take a Bible and open it up and say "If the Lord is here with me make these pages move!" or I'd open the Bible and say "Hold the Bible. Father in the name of Jesus Christ make these pages move." And the pages would move! And the guys are going "Oh my God!!!" Everytime it worked. Then I would say "It's in you."

I felt bad for the guy when I watched the video though :p

Whoops, forgot about this thread!

Nope, still doesn't work :s

I feel it's happening already... We are making tremendous progress thanks to the internet, this would not have been possible 20 years ago...

I'm not sure how many people feel they have a duty to research and spread the knowledge, but I certainly do... I'm still a beginner (16 OBEs, 1 year of experience), yet I'm already writing about all the stuff I've learned so far... I recently passed 50 pages, and I've got quite a few left to go!

I guess it's important to not just look at each other and wait for someone to do something -- if you want the world to change, you're here in the physical with the power to make things move forward.

This indigo thread was better: http://www.astralpulse.com/forums/welcome_to_spiritual_evolution/indigo_children-t21431.0.html

:p

Weird... Some people posted in The Triangle Method thread just yesterday and today, but I can't do that -- the "New reply" button disappeared!

Any idea why?

Misguided? How do you know? Maybe he found out the secret of the universe and "won" while we're all here playing forever :p

I wouldn't try to find out though :p

I've been looking around... It's pretty annoying, I can't seem to find a precise account of the effects...

The most precise is this:

One interesting footnote is that during the nutmeg high's peak, I occasionally detected movement in my peripheral vision. Upon turning my eyes to the target area, the movement would cease. This was strange, but I paid it little heed since I knew it was the nutmeg. My nervousness manifested itself in alarm at sudden noises of any kind. If the clock chimed for the hour, or the refrigerator motor stopped, I turned my head quickly and shuddered in surprise which quickly dissipated.

(http://www.truthtree.com/Nutmeg.shtml)

That sounds like a light trance state -- sudden noises have a profound effect. It seems the subject here was rather paranoid, maybe it's a side effect of nutmeg..

All in all, not enough information out there to really tell if it would facilitate OBE or not... It seems to be one of these drugs where the bad outweighs the good, hence why it's not very popular...

Can you describe the sleep paralysis you experience? Are you trapped in the darkness, unable to move, or are you able to see around you, move around a little, hear sounds, etc?

Try grabbing the ceiling (or anything in your room) and pulling yourself to it, even if it's really far from you..

Be more vague!