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Chamos

It seems that I'm only allowed to project when This mysterious other force allows me too, it doesn't seem to want me to go out at all when it's not there. Any suggestions? Or perhaps do any of you think you can help me to understand why?
Y'think y'know what Cruelty be, til' ye finally get t'meet her. Yet worse than cruelty is, indeed... St. Evil, her belov'd sister. You may call me Truth. Some people just can't handle me. - Me

The economy is depressed My Lord.
So cheer it the f*ck up!

clandestino

hi Chamos ! Interesting experience.!

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I feel someone on me, like before. Lips on my neck, hands held down against my stomach,


This is a classic sensation that you get when you are ready to roll out of your body / project into the real time zone. Problem is, its really quite scary and normally wakes you up. I've had it once, it shook me up for a whole day!

Its known as "the dweller on the thresh-hold". (i think that's how R. Bruce refers to it, anyway.) Basically, it is the perception (mistaken or otherwise) that there is another person or entity near you at the moment of exit. This often prevents you from getting out. I believe that it is a manifestation of the surge of emotion you feel when you realise "hang on a minute, I'm about to project." This energy is interpreted by your mind in the way you describe. Its stopped me from getting out a couple of times, and each time afterwards, you kick yourself !

You can avoid it by maintaining a calm air of intent, and not getting caught up in the circumstance....just let it happen. Read "astral dynamics" for the best advice I've come across on the topic.

Mark
I'll Name You The Flame That Cries

Paukki

Hey, if Monroe is right there might be 6,000 people out there who could fly around like he did, and 600 who have powers beyond our imagination, and none of them want to talk about it/become exposed publicly.  Understandable.  Lucky for me, I've managed to eke-out an obe 3 lousy times, (actually not lousy, but you know), so I'm ready to yap my bottom off about 'em, hahahaha!  There were pre-obe partial exits or near-launch experiences that included a brief reexperiencing of my childhood fear of vampires.  Guess you could call it a "dweller on the threshold" experience.  (Say...did anyone notice the brief movie clip from "The Brides of Dracula" that was in part of "The Matrix: Reloaded"?  "Brides" was a film that had me paranoid about vampires from about age 6 to age 13.  I loaned a tape of "Brides" to a niece and nephew, and of course being modern kids, they found it highly laughable.)  Anyway, by my first full exit I was, I think, tired of the partial experiences and all the fear & dweller crap, so when I got oob and saw a sinister looking guy in my dinette, I just was in no mood to tolerate any roadblocks, (and he became a non-factor).  Maybe I'm saying when you've had enough, you'll move on to the next experience.  But then I'm not one of those special 6,000, (maybe Frank is, eh?  Hey wow, neat!  And what's RB doin' going public, if he's one of 'em?  Hahahaha!)  Anyway, happy journeys!

--Paukki

Nay

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I had my first (so far only) "official" OBE last week, while I was wide awake and standing up. I was looking in the mirror taking inventory of my flaws, when suddenly "I" was behind my body and looking at myself. I said/heard "It's only a biological machine, you know." Then I became aware of the situation, thought "Ohh, this is weird!" and was just as instantly back in my body. Crystal clear, no vibrations, etc. at all! I'm just exasperated I couldn't hold down my reaction until I had enjoyed the experience just a bit longer.


That is FANTASTIC!! Greatoutdoors.... not too long ago I was relaxing in bed, and my nose started to itch..I reached up to scratch and behold it was my astral arm that came up!!  I was shocked because I felt no vibrations or any thing to warn me of being partially out.  Of course all those thoughts messed it all up not to mention the snoring.. but still interesting non the less!  

Hope you have plenty more!

Nay. [;)]

Chamos

I wasn't tired though. I have this thing, when it's still night, no matter what time I wake up or how long I've been up, I'm still wide awake, unless it's day. Then, no matter how much sleep I get, I'm still dead tired unless the sun's setting.
Y'think y'know what Cruelty be, til' ye finally get t'meet her. Yet worse than cruelty is, indeed... St. Evil, her belov'd sister. You may call me Truth. Some people just can't handle me. - Me

The economy is depressed My Lord.
So cheer it the f*ck up!

Chamos

~

   I closed my eyes, tired, and thought of a family, which turnned into a macabre horror scene. A female "doll" with no hair and a knife through her head turnned and looked at me. I felt a click. I opened my eyes but closed them again, thinking I could distract myself with a different thought. She was there only she smiled this time, I felt the click, and opened my eyes. This time I saw Chucky, he laughed, I heard the click. A stuffed panther crouched low, ready to pounce,  growl coming from him. A click, trapped, being dragged down, can't escape. The voices, the laughter, fear, help me. Release me, get me out. Let go. I awake, one laugh left behind.

~

   I close my eyes, I woke at 6'o'clock again. I feel a humming, a buzzing through my body. I'm seperated from it, sorta. I see as if I'm on my blanket, but feel it over me. Bars, for a princess style set of curtains above. A glowing, ghostly yellow-green figure, I can only see the torso, feels like my head is facing down. Something in my hand, he holds me there. I escape.

~

   I close my eyes, once again I've awoken at 6. The buzzing, vibrating through my bones. I awake, seperated. I see the world around me clearly. I think, where am I? Why am I still attached to my body? I think of vampires, wanting to meet one. I feel someone on me, like before. Lips on my neck, hands held down against my stomach, I feel lips on my throat. I wake.

Leslie-Ann Cho
Y'think y'know what Cruelty be, til' ye finally get t'meet her. Yet worse than cruelty is, indeed... St. Evil, her belov'd sister. You may call me Truth. Some people just can't handle me. - Me

The economy is depressed My Lord.
So cheer it the f*ck up!