The Ascension

[kromeknight]

Hello Shadowatcher
Very interesting oobe but I'm a little worried your've cut yourself for whatever reason...and there is't any good reasons to do that. No guide or higherself would aprove of such pratices.
Well thats my opinion ....
Ginny has had encounters as you have seen and Nay has as well I think it's level 26-7. Someone else will give a better reply I'm sure I just wanted to say keep cool and level with what you do.
good luck

[PeacefulWarrior]

First of all, don't cut yourself! I don't see any reason you should do that my freind, you know that cutting oneself is usually a bad sign.  Other than the mention of you cutting yourself, that expereince sounds very amazing.

By the way, I moved your post to the astral expereinces forum because it is better suited for this forum.  

Hopefully others will make some meaningful commentary on this experience and I am sure they will agree with me that cutting yourself is not necessary or healthy.

[shadowatcher]

The really strange thing was that I didnt even choose to cut myself, I barely remember doing it. It was almost like a dream.

[Syke]

oo thats a little more worrying that you'd cause harm to yourself without your own control.

i have never experienced this so i cannot give an educated responce, but if it was happening to me id try everything in my power to stop it and put it aside until im sure and aware im fully ready.

good luck
-Syke

[GoodVibrations]

WoW.  Intense.

I have to say, and I say this with all due respect of course.  Were you on any drugs?  I don't think you were, but I haven ever heard of anybody cutting themselve in regards to an OBE.

What do the cuts look like?  You stated a writing or something...?  It sounds like it could be some sort of possesion or something, again, just speculation.

All the Best!

[Marker]

quote:Originally posted by shadowatcher

 Though the people were all races, ages, and genders, they all had the same tired sleepy expressions on. I walked up to a middle aged woman and said to her carefully: Where are you going? she turned toward me, unblinkingly and staring. She was slightly unreal, as if she a tv show getting bad reception.

 Right after I woke up, I cut myself with a knife in both my arms, in deep swirling, bloodless designs. They are becoming scars. They may be writing, I cannot tell.

In regards to the unreal people, most sleep projectors are said to react in this way when confronted out of body.  They don't really know their projecting or what they're doing there.  This would be my guess about the people.

Not to encourage cutting yourself, which is unhealthy.  I noticed you said "bloodless" meaning all you did was scratch the surface  of the skin?  or you cut all the way through and did not bleed?  

Either way, since you said that they could be writing, or feel that they are, I feel the same.  If they're not faded already could you either post or pm or email me a picture of the scars, and I'll ask a friend of mine (a linguist) if he recognizes the lettering.

[shadowatcher]

I actually was surprised by the cuts. They were at a depth that I was sure would cause them to bleed, but they didnt. They instead quickly (30 secs.) became scars. They have now disapeared completely, yet are fully visible when Im in the astral plane. Im not even sure if I actually did cut myself...given my warped perception at the time. I sent a copy of the writing to my uncle, who is a proffeser of languages at Harvard. Im waiting for a reply!

[shadowatcher]

Last Night I had an astral experiance unlike any other I have heard of. It started off calm. I felt a deep quiet settle over everything. Everywhere. I felt as if the whole world was falling asleep around me. The peace grew, and swelled. Then I felt I was extremely lightheaded, and floating. I relaxed, and was gone. I was floating inches above my physical body. I knew at once this was a different kind of projection from what I had ever experienced. The world around me looked so different, so distorted. I floated silently out of my bedroom window, out onto the deserted suburban street. And thats when I saw them. A huge procession of people trudging slowly down the road. As I aproached the line of people, I noticed something. Though the people were all races, ages, and genders, they all had the same tired sleepy expressions on. I walked up to a middle aged woman and said to her carefully: Where are you going? she turned toward me, unblinkingly and staring. She was slightly unreal, as if she a tv show getting bad reception. She pointed a gnarly finger down toward the end of my street. Except it wasnt the end of my street. A huge crevace in the sidewalk marked the end of the road. My heart beating furiously, I floated nearer to the great crevace. A pale white light seemed to emanate from it. The people slowly turned their heads at me. i flung caution to the winds and floated to the very edge. It was a great white light, beyond any brightness, yet soft to look upon with unshielded eyes. And its depth was beyond measure. I looked upon it and suddenly, I was part of everything again. Every one of my particles was touching every other particle in the universe. The rain, the sun, the trees. I felt every emotion, I felt every pain, every joy. It made me want to laugh and cry at the same time. I woke up suddenly. But It was strange, because I could still feel my astral body, and see through its eyes. Right after I woke up, I cut myself with a knife in both my arms, in deep swirling, bloodless designs. They are becoming scars. They may be writing, I cannot tell. Its like im living two lives, the astral and the mundane. I can kindof see through two different perspectives constantly. I can see a 3rd person view of my life.Its the strangest most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. Im juts wondering if anybody else has had anything like this.[?]


Im sorry Im not writing well right now...Im kindof shellshocked..