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PerversionOfEvil

Today I had lain down and tried to exchange energy with the planet, thinking that some measure of auric rejuvenation of my systems would allow me to continue building psionic ability.  After a very short time I went to sleep and shortly after I had dozed off my mother came over and woke me up.  So then I went back to sleep and very quickly I experienced a strong buzzing sensation and sound in my head.  I kinda half woke up and at that point I left my body, although I question whether or not this is a dream.  I opened my ‘astral sight’, we’ll say, and began walking into my front room.  No, sorry, there is confusion on my part due to the massive volume of information that I experienced.  I will say that in very nearly all of this astral esque experiences I visit something that I call a ‘Dark Future’.  In these dark futures my house is different or is a totally different house all together.  Today, after some effort to gain a sense of control over my ‘astral body’ I had looked at a comic book that was laying on the table.  When I tried to read it it said what I wanted it to say, my thoughts printed on the pages.  Also, the music that I was playing, quite loudly, was also able to be heard.

At one point there was sharp pain in a location where there has been pain before.  I tried to cover it with my hand and heal it with a form of heat, which eased it.  Shortly after that I heard the ‘voice of God’, or a voice that was supposed to represent a god, of course if such things are real it is possible that is it also a demon.  I do not remember all that this voice said, but what I do remember, half way into the ‘conversation’ the voice told me, “Define friendship.”  Now I tell you that this whole experience lasted, with varying forms of awareness, for about a half an hour, but to be precise from my looking at the clock when mom woke me up to when I woke up it was twenty eight minutes.  There was also some problems with sight, at first I was doing fine but later I could no longer open my eyes and somehow compensated and managed to see anyway, perhaps this is a property of remote viewing.  But in any event, at one point I was in my house which looked nothing like the house that I live in now.  I picked up a book and was surprised to see that it was written by me.  The year was shifting on the cover from 9082, to 9881, to 9880.  I looked at the back of the book and there were photographs of people that I have assumed were students of mine, though I am not yet a teacher of anything.  Then I had turned to the beginning of the first chapter and there was a quote, by me, which said something along the lines of, and know that it was shifting as I tried to read it, “It is the sword that is swinging precisely which brings justice to the art of war.” something like that.  In this house, after I had placed the book down I seen my kitty and cried when I touched her, although I squeezed her so hard that I almost killed her.  Also, before this I had bashed against the mirror that was near the book, but failed to break it as I had desired.

The way it went was that when I would stop ‘projecting’ or dreaming I would then have to use my Force Charge in order to open my mind to this alternate perception world.  The Force Charge is basically an attempt to bring your brain waves up from alpha into beta or gamma, and the only time I successfully performed it I received a horrible headache for which I actually needed a common pill to nullify, which didn’t help much.  Usually I can negate a headache through concentration on the afflicted area, and it is important to note that the searing pain was located in a region of the skull in which I felt something touch my head and wounded it when I was sitting in the back of a castle in Poland, the same place that is now missing hair.  This area is very small.  

I just thought I should share what little I remember of this experience and also note that as I have been working with my chakra the experiences are gaining momentum and I am attaining a greater degree of control in these alternate perceptions.  I will note that at night I set my alarm for about an hour after I will fall asleep, so that when it rings I quickly set it for another hour ahead and go back to sleep, but try to maintain a level of awareness or at the least establish a ‘dream trigger’ which enables me to influence the dreams but lately it may be the cause of my so called projections.  I am thinking that continued chakra work combined with the Force Charge will enable me to gain more skill and definitely prove to myself that the astral is real.  But I have to wonder if these Dark Futures are omens of things to come, for instance, will I actually finish a book and have the skill to train people in all aspects of spirituality?  Many would believe that I am a delusional dreamer, and how fitting that saying is for what I believe I have experienced!
It is your destiny to die.- One man turns his back on the rising shadows to chase the falling sun, another man knows the day is dead and embraces the coming darkness.-

Selski

Hi PerversionofEvil

A very interesting experience, to say the least - so much in there!

I'll pick at the bits that resonated with me.

Quote from: PerversionOfEvilI tried to cover it with my hand and heal it with a form of heat, which eased it.

This is something I have automatically done at times when I have felt pain when I am "astral".  A couple of times I've had a headache (it feels physical) and I place my astral hand on my forehead to relieve the pain - it amazes me how quickly it works.

Quote from: PerversionOfEvilThere was also some problems with sight, at first I was doing fine but later I could no longer open my eyes and somehow compensated and managed to see anyway, perhaps this is a property of remote viewing.

Yes, I experience this too, and I somehow compensate and manage to see.  It's seeing, but without using eyes, isn't it?  

"You don't need eyes to see - you need vision."  (A quote by my favourite band - I think it explains the sensation quite well.)

Quote from: PerversionOfEvilMany would believe that I am a delusional dreamer, and how fitting that saying is for what I believe I have experienced!

I was always known as an "imaginative" child.  Even when I tell certain people about my experiences, I still get that sense of "she's making it all up, but what a fantastic imagination."  They're fascinated by my "stories", and so encourage me to share more.

:dont-know:  Doesn't bother me.  If it triggers something in someone, then it's done what I want it to do - widen the knowledge.

Anyway, I've digressed a little.  Suffice to say that I think your experience is abound with riches and I would advise you to read it again (and again) and glean whatever you can from it.

I especially like the book that you have written, seemingly some time in the future.  That's really intriguing.

Thanks for sharing.  :grin:

Sarah
We all find nonsenses to believe in; it's part of being alive.

PerversionOfEvil

Hello Sarah! Thank you for responding to my post.

And yes, it was seeing without eyes.  Before, in that experience, I had been trying to open my astral eyes and it seemed like I was opening my real eyes, as I would see light and the curtain that seperates my bed room from front room.  But then again, that is wierd too because shucks, sometimes I think I'm awake and I'm not, but everything looks the same. That could be a real time projection.

I also get this wierd feeling whenever I send my dream/ astral body deep down into the earth, and for fear of getting lost or burning up I retreat back up to the surface.  But when I'm going down, it gets very hot and I don't think that I should go any further.  And the opposite, when I am going up into the sky, it gets kind of cold but not too bad yet.

And as for the imagination thing, me too.  I have drawings from grade five and though they are satanic in form, even then they had a fair sum of scientific inclination.

Last night I just had normal dreams, something about two oriental chicks with swords, and the swords had materia like from the Final Fantasy games.  I was stealing their swords and taking their materia.  That can be explained though psychological means, naturally. But there is something else that I forget, but maybe then it doesn't matter.
See ya!
Chad
It is your destiny to die.- One man turns his back on the rising shadows to chase the falling sun, another man knows the day is dead and embraces the coming darkness.-