Messages

I wonder what kind of interactions malevolent and benevolent people have in the afterlife. Like, could a malevolent person do harm to someone there... how could it be done... sometimes I get scared the soul can get hurt by bad forces.

There was a time when I am sure I astrally projected. There was some sort of a teacher who appeared to be very similar to Belphegor that was supposed to combine with me in an amazing soul way - when we touched, there would be orgasmic electrification. We travelled through many wormholes and it was very cosmic and interstellar. Supposedly there was some sort of 'police' after us, or at least I felt chased. In the end I met another guy that I matched with better than with the teacher and I felt multiple soulgasms, literally. I've never felt anything more divine than that. The teacher got displeased. Then I woke up in a sleep paralysis and Belphegor appeared over me and licked my breast (again, sorry if the detail is bothersome). At some point of the dream I was in front of an abbandonded house and shouted in a powerful demonic voice "NUMMU MATT"
There was another lucid dream that was the most powerful thing I've ever experienced, it overdid even the last one. In it all the superheroes from a daydream of mine were in an interstellar war. They wore very beautiful ethereal clothes in exotic colours, it was a fountain of splendid shapes, colours, I've never seen anything as vivid. I am sure these creatures are real somewhere. I don't know if i created them or if I just connected astrally through a daydream and then a lucid dream, but I've seen them fight with magic and it was beautiful.
Then there was this lucid dream where me and another three forces were playing around. I was pure force, I was blue and we were just erupting around. There was a yellow one and a red one. I've never felt more powerful. I was the power of nature itself. I was like the power of magic or something like that. We were fighting and chasing each other and trying to overpower each other. It was very fun and mighty.
There was this sleep paralysis where an entity dragged me in the bathroom and my eyes turned into liquid and poured out on the ground, after the entity pushed my head to the ground. It was a very ill experience.
Then another sleep paralysis with an element that repeats itself ever since I was little - my teeth fall down, turned into chips on the floor, a demonic (that's how I call an ill hostile vague presence floating around me, it's an easy way to address) presence floated around me and grinned, knowing what that ill omen meant (I suffer from OCD and after some time it got pretty bad.. now it's normalized). Then my teeth were replaced by various objects instead. I think it is a metaphor for my OCD ilness that wants ill order that drives me mad. It is very fragmented and creates the sensation of being cut. Every time I see a set of symmetrical linear fissures, it feels like my head is being cut into the pieces I am seeing. IT's a very abstract ilness.
Then, this dream is like a prediction, I dreamt how I looked myself in the mirror and I saw my face as Dama Pika. It was very scary and ugly and weird. I tried to comb my hair, but the hairbrush got stuck in my hair.

to be continued

I never introduced myself.
My name is Boyana, I am from Bulgaria, 22 years old.
When I was four or five, I couldn't distinguish between this reality and out of body experience. I remember that I knew what the difference between a dream and an OBE was, because I just felt it in two specific different ways. But when I would experience OBE in the same environment of this reality, it would get very ridiculous. I was furious that I could fly so easily around the house in the first moment, and then the next - bound! and I couldn't lift my legs in the way I was so familiar to. I was sure it wasn't a dream because I was fully awake when I flied, that's why I was so angry the next moment the method of levitating wouldnt work.
I knew that it was really me flying around the house and when I tried to do it the next day while I was awake, I would get very angry because I couldn't do it again, so I wondered: "Oh, come on, yesterday I did it so easily, why can't I do it today!" Apparently as a child I was very disappointed that the physical body couldn't fly, subconsciously I was mad that flying was so easy and my body wouldn't allow me to do it. Very funny.
Here is a photo of mine:
http://pics.vampirefreaks.com/P/Pa/Par/PartyBat/50677893.jpg

It all started when a friend of mine had fallen asleep, while I was at her home. I felt the strange feeling there was someone in the room, a strange vibe, let's say. When she woke up, she told me someone had said I had a strong soul.
She had already had 'visitations' in the past in sleep paralyses. One time someone had moved her arm towards her breasts and had told her in the year ''let's play''. Another time she had seen a black man standing by the tv, observing her. Years ago, she had been attacked by blonde woman repeatedly in her 'dreams' (because it was a conscious state, not exactly a dream). One time, she was staring at her through the window like an aggressive bloodthirsty predator, another time she dreamt how a woman that resembled a Komodo varan bit her by the neck and when she woke up, she got severely ill by an angina. She had told me various of sleep paralyses and other experiences where she was visited.
That's when we started getting interested in these things and we started provoking them to happen more often.
We started conspiring who could these entities be and we shaped out the profile of five creatures - a reptilian blonde woman, a black shadowy man, a nazi policeman, a lord with white hair and a prince that in one of her paralyses had told her the name Lavender. That's how we probably started provoking some hallucinations exactly about these characters? We got kind of fanatical, and since I was more naive back then, I started believing so easily in everything at 100%.
I started having sleep paralyses. The black man appeared to me too. My bed is on the second level and the scenarios in the sleep paralyses were always repeating themselves - it was a sound of the front door unlocking and someone rushing, opening the door with a wild sound that would scare me, then run into me and start circling around fragmentedly. One time the black figure had a slow motion and it froze by my side. I could see the whole figure, it looked like a demon. Then the creature caught me, turned me around and shove his finger in my back and I felt a lot of pain and struggled to set free. He laughed in a half mocking, half warm way and set me free.
Another time I dreamt how a very brisk entity came to me and took me away from my body, raised me in mid air and called me "you bonking whore'' with a robotic voice - this I connected with the profile of the nazi policeman. Back then we believed it was creatures from another dimensions who specifically visited us so we did try to connect all of the occurances into a large picture.
In some paralyses I felt something like a leach creeping on my skin, it 'attacked' my intimate zone, another time it just made me feel something between pleasure and pain on my back.
In a sleep paralysis that was very very vivid I felt how someone like a prince came and kissed me. I connected it to Lavender, or at least that's how I started calling him. An year ago, when I experienced my first sleep paralysis, I had seen the face of a very similar entity near my face that glowed like a ghost and imitated the face of my Asian ex-boyfriend. It was very otherwordly and I saw it crystal clear.
Then I dreamt a prince who had the control over some kind of electric web that could catch ghosts and all of them were his slaves. I was bound on the first floor, he royally climbed down the stairs approaching me, and when he got nearby me, he scratched my back in a way that reminded the piercing touch of the kiss and also the tinging touch of the leach. The prince smirked as If I was his property as well and I could easily be enslaved as well but this was some kind of special treatment.
One night before I fell asleep I heard the same robotic voice yell "MIIINEEE" in my head. It was very passionate, hellish and nazi.
Another night I heard the name "Belphegor" installed in my head. I immediately connected it to the profile of the black demon. I had never read about Belphegor in the Internet before. It just randomly popped up in my head with a male voice.
When I was at my village, before I went to sleep, I asked Belphegor to let me see his soul. When I 'fell asleep' I saw some fogged black cloud that contained some light inside and I felt the same half-mocking, half-warm emanation from him, as if he meant ' I could be so evil to you, you are so naive and sweet,  maybe I feel some warm feelings about you but how do you know it's not a lie'.
In a very later dream of mine, he appeared in my dreams, where I felt his penis that was super large (well, I want to recount it, so I am sorry if it bothers someone), then he said "you are the goodest girl on the planet Earth I've ever seen'.
By the way, all of the dreams felt like they were something more than a dream.
A dream my friend had about the Nazi was that he suffered in great pain and she peeked in his misery, and he yelled "NO, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE SEEN THIS, YOU TWO COULD BE OUR CURE", in the background there were some clockwork machine robot creatures getting prepared for something.
In another dream I went to mock Belphegor a bit, I grabbed hi by the buttocks, and he answered "Who touched me?" he had a long black hair and looked just like in the dream where he said I was a very kind person.


Oh my god, since it started happening two years ago, much of the info is fogged, i don't know how I am going to match all this into a common picture. It has been so many dreams ,now so little comes to my mind. I will proceed later, now I will go study a bit.

Well, here, little by little, I will try to tell my story. For now I will create the topic so I can have the motivation to come back later, probably today, to share with you some of my stories because they may interest you.  

I used to combine fitness and running on the threadmill. I stopped but around March (after I finish my exams) I will start running there again.

you see, after the dangerous stuff that happened, I preferred to 'believe' in it at least partially because it was the only option to control the influx of visualisations.

How did it change? What was his later perspective?

Meditating is a part of this world too, right? I mean, it is an experience that you can have while being reincarnated that is different from experiences in the other world. Which means it has its purpose just like everything else that we do here. It may be searching for something otherwordly but it is still done from here, it still incorporates goals from here, and if one puts meaning in it, then it means that is their path and there is nothing wrong with it because that's a matter of a choice. Feeling good, relaxing, drinking a coffee, meditating for all purposes that can be thought of, cooking, driving a car, reading, ... everything is a part of the life that we are leading here, with its many faces, it all adds to the beauty of this world, and meditation is something like a 'peek' into deeper meanings of the spiritual world, so why not ..?

Thanks for cheering me up, guys. Before I used to believe fanatically in the afterlife but when a psychiatrist convinced me almost all of what I  saw during sleep paralyses might have been mere hallucinations, I started doubting my beliefs and I needed such reassurance because the fear of death had struck the place of my previous afterlife fanatism and has been following me around as a paranoia ever since.
ps. i re read some of Robert Monroe's writings about sightings of deceased ones and explanations about the second place and the second body and that kind of raised my hopes too. but what convinced me the most was the post about clinical death. before I wasnt sure what clinical death exactly included but if it truly means what GreyTraveller described, then the chances are quite high.

By the way I don't think that this was my first AP, by the way. I have been aware of my surroundings in many 'dreams', where I have deliberately flied and even travelled through wormholes, now that I know what it should feel like??

Oh my God, if we're going to talk about horrific experiences in sleep paralyses, then I am an expert too. So far, most of my 'otherwordly' experience has been sleep paralysis 'encounters', which I believed to have been real entities in the begining, I believed it was demons. But now I am open to the idea they are mere hallucinations, and, from one side, it makes me sad that most of my exploration might have been just my subconscious 'fantasies' but from the other side I am happy, because, as you said, it has always been pretty hostile. It was like a black stream attacking me, a crazy woman trying to rape me and 'kill my soul', there was this one time when I was paralyzed and she tickled me on the throat and if I gave in, I felt how my chest was about to 'explode' and 'I was gonna die'. I was hearing voices that it was a training of some sort, and all kind of archangels and demons appeared, telling me their names in my head. IT was a long ride of paralyses and different creatures attacking me and threatening me, also when I was awake there would be visualisations and other threats but when It got pretty ugly I ended up in the hospital where the psychiatrist managed to convince me it all came from marijuana abuse and when I finally believed it, it kind of stopped (kind of). Crazy story, I'm telling you, I totally get what you went through. It has been two years of everyday living on the edge of this world and if someday I gather the inner strenght to write about what happened, maybe I will share it but it's so much I kind of give up on doing it.

I may have experienced something like AP today, but I kind of doubt it because, although it began in a sleep paralysis, in the process of it it felt more like me being aware of my surroundings in a dream. It didn't even feel fully awake like in normal sleep paralyses, it was more sleepy. After the really vague and fogged sleep paralysis I found myself like a 'ghost' in my old quarter and I tried to fly there. I thought of my physical body and I wondered whether anything could attack it but I thought naah I'm guarding it safe in my bed now. There was a completely black presence around me that does not appear for the first time, any idea what this dark entity could be??
But it was more like as if I had experienced a dream that imitates AP. What do you think it was?

As a person who has been severely 'ill' from this condition, I can give some advice.
I have been attacked by visualisations, sounds, and other forms of 'hallucinations', which were highly unpleasant, drove me insane. I couldn;t listen to music because the sounds and thoughts would interfere so badly it would ruin everything. I could feel the phantom touch of it, everything just 'inside of me' but it was not there. Impossible to get rid of it.
This continued for two years, different monsters and scenarios until It got so bad I almost hurt my mother.
Then they drove me urgently to the psychiatrist clinic, where they fed me some pills and injections (it was more hardcore and scarier than that but oh well that's another question). After staying there for a month, the medium kind of helped me 'land' on Earth. The psychiatrist convinced me that, for my own good, I had to stop BELIEVING in them. He said, supernatural things might exsist, but we scanned your brain, tested your blood, and the results were very bad, so you must know that hallucinations can happen and maybe you can not distiunguish between the two. Even if you hear something, you don't have 100 % proof you didn't 'create' the sound so you have to isolate it, try to ignore it and not think you are attacked. When I truly, for the first time, thought of it as a hallucination and not attack, it started happening more rarely and now I am way better. Besides they gave me stabilizing pills and I think it helped a bit too.
So my advice is: you are NOT sure what is it. Do not be a fanatic mystic. Do not believe everything is 100 % true, especially if it is a bad encounter. Because if you stop believing in it, it goes away. With time you will get better. You will get more used to it. Try to stay calm and not get triggered. And by the way, especially if you have smoked pot, that might have enhanced it or triggered it, because I had been doing it, in the blood check they found that the pot was full of sh*t and I had to be cleansed. The pills and the cleansing period helped me, and, I am not sure whether pot triggered it or created it but stopping its usage helped a LOT because it just shuts the door I had been opening.
I was against consulting a doctor but after all a specialist was the only one to help me. My doctor is a very good one, though. And it was not pills necessarily, it was my will. I had hit the bottom, I couldn't live a normal life. At a tarot meeting a guy told me I was the only helpless one there. So that hit me so hard, it hurt me so much, It angered me, because he had studied eastern practices but he didn't ever encourage me, just abandoned me in all the demonic bovine excrement. So I learnt that I had to stand up by myself, somehow. And my worst mistake was that I kept delving in the demonic attacks, focusing only on these visualisations, daydraming even more. Staying in the hospital helped because it isolated me from the daydream frenzy. I know it doesn't help that much until you find your way of getting over it but I hope that at least hearing from me helped feel less lonely and more understood in this world of isolation.
Oh my God, I get you so SoSOSOOSOSOOSOSO WELL. They just automatically create the response. Exactly. bonking exactly. It didn't go away completely, sometimes I get signals before I fall asleep but then I say 'it's a hallucination' and it gets less bad. Try visiting a good doctor, really. It might help. I was stubborn about it, but here I am now, not phantomly raped by Dama Pika and threatened by Aliens, great. Btw, the SECOND I believe they are real, it starts over. Last day Archangel Michael visualised himself in my head, I felt his presence at my side, but then I thought: "Maybe he's made-believe". And the wi-fi shut down. Well, for the first time I truly doubted them, that's what really helped. If you fake the disbelief, the magic will probably not happen.
P.s. - I heard in my head "we are talking to you through your telephone'' and ''I will divorce your father, you will see'' one day before my mother out of the blue told me she wants a divorce, when there was no sign of it, so ... but ... yeah ... they told me other predictions that didn't happen so maybe my mind is a radar and is super sensitive and knew it beforehand.

Yesterday I woke up in my dream. It was either some guy from this forum (this is how the entity presented itself) or my subconsciousness building an 'avatar' for it? So I showed him around my past 'supernatural' experiences and showed him that I knew exactly how to fly with my body. I showed him the home of my friend where we were 'visited' by 'demons', then I showed him my classrom, and in every place I got kind of scared and flied away, as if running by some invisible power hidden in my past I was scared of. The guy tried to tell me some things which I barely remember but it was clearly a visitor from this forum (well the guy specifically told me he was from here?!), or at least my brain created you for me. It might have been the second case because I had been thinking about being visited so (just like Robert Monroe would visit friends at times). By the way, according to you could oneself create an unexisting phantom just out of the desire for it? Because if that is so, all the supernatural stuff I've seen, especially in sleep paralyses, might have been just nothing that seems too real. Like, if no one says that they visited me, it would be a sign in that direction. Or another entity just excused itself to be a part of this community because it knew that I wouldn't get scared this way? But it definitely seemed like some sort of spiritual illumination because it concerned my past experiences and what made me feel uncomfortable, it was like facing my previous xp and difficulties... hmm.. we should totally invite my spiritual guide to register in this forum. Like, why don't we try to create the forum in our dreams and arrange meetings there, it would go viral in the 'astral' web.

I mean, how does the 'separation' feel? Does it feel like being connected to your physical body while being someone else? How do you feel both existences at the same time? When you look around and see yourself, does it feel like being someone else? Do you still feel your physical organs' functioning?

But are they real beings or something like a fantasy reflection of ourself without independancy or consciousness of its own?

I used to worship deities but after getting so vivid visualisations of them hurting me, and since I almost hurt a member of my family, I kind of stepped back because, to be quite honest, I haven't got the slightest idea how we got there. But I do not trust them anymore.

Well after we pass away we'll see whether a more gentle and loving community could wait for us and support us, if we are able to join it, of course.

my aa Michael has turned into a false prophet, he reckons he's prophecising terrorism soundly but actually it's even worse lol. "best is gone," or some such nonsense. he doesn't respect the human at the moment. anyhoo, good luck.

Anyone else ever had experiences with Michael? Was he good or an a*hole?

It sounds logical but values such as family, friendship, warmth, love seem a bit undervalued. 

hmm that's a fine reply but it confines the unity to a very sad destiny
aren't spiritual guides (as much as they can) supposed to combine around the idea of leading everyone to a state of common heavenly delirium and if not, why do you think they would'nt approve of it?

People are social animals, spirits - too. If we have a society and we seek groups and feel best in them because that's how we operate, then why after death we can get stuck so easily in our own reality? Aren't we supposed to end up in a beyond where other spirits can reach us easily, guide us, take us to rest. What I mean is, why do you think we depend on each other so much in the physical realm and the other world seems so isolated and singular for everyone? And if you want to reach a friend and you are lost, then ... I mean, it sounds like the other world is just a vast space of lost beings. Why do you think we transition from such a place like our dependant on company world to a place where we don't understand what is going on? how did we even decide to incarnate, given that we may end up stuck in our own fear realm?

Have a nice New Year party, guys!

In a sleep paralysis I've heard a very familiar voice, which was a bit arrogant too, it sounded as if it hid a message, a male voice said to me: "Jesus pierced you too", which is connected to the uncontrollable visualizations I get of symmetrical holes hurting me but I have no idea who it was, whether it was not a hallucination and what is the exact meaning of it..