Michael's OOBE: Day-Time Projection - 2/7/2004-

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Nay

That drunken stuper I understand.[^]  If I remember correctly, when things are like that and the vision is foggy, that is the RTZ. I think that is why it is so hard to do it, because of the amount of energy and focus that is needed.(Where's Jeff when ya need him?)[:P]

Thanks for posting more on your experiences, this is how we all learn.[:)]

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Yafey


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Michael_E

This was my first Day-Time projection, it was the weekend, nothing too pressing to do so decided to give it a whirl:

I was laying on my right side, initiated some raising sensations in which a water-like pressure pushed back and forth across the roof of my mouth. the pressure was very strong and a little bit painful as it bounced back and forth against some line of resistance on both sides of the roof of my mouth. As it was bouncing the lines of resistance gave a "giving in" or breaking apart feeling in which i pushed the pressure concentrated on the right side of the roof of my mouth. The pressure became more dense and pushed very forcfully against the resistance untill i heard a snap and what felt like as if someone had shot me in the roof of my mouth with a rubber band. Along with the snap a rush of tingly vibes went up through my right eye and down the back of my head. The entire process was repeated on the left side of the roof of my mouth right after.

Upon the breaking of the resistance on the left side of the roof of my mouth i felt a fluidic warm turning through my whole body which i took as a sign to get out. I spun out and sat at the edge of my bed very disoriented kind of like a i just woke up feeling or was sleep walking feeling. I looked at my hands and passed them through each other just in case. When i stood up i lost vision and had to use a lot of will to get it back. I said outloud " vision, clarity, vision, clarity!" but nothing happend and i realized i wasnt using my intent and will, with those additions i repeated and the lights came back on.

I tried to move and found i was in a drunken stuper it took all my will to make just a few steps, i stumbled and fell through the door of my room head first. As i was passing through the door i could see the grey fabrique of the interior. All the while i am fighting off waking up but going through the door was too much, i stood at the otherside to see my surroundings fade and i woke up.

Eventhough, i woke up a bundle of energy and had to do a little victory dance (the funky chicken) as Day-Time projections had only been partial up untill this point.
If you will it it is no dream.

-Theodore Herzl