Hi guys! After watching the forums for 3days I realize that I am an ex member of this board! So I logged in to share my last nights experience with you.
Let me start of by saying, astral projection is very real. (Very real my friends) And after last night, it now makes sense the experiences I use to have as a child when my family and I lived in Sydney. (Australia)
Last night, after me and a friend watched my year 12 formal DVD (formal was the previous day) we decided to call it a night at 3:30 am. After reading a hefty 62page thread on astral projection I decided to give it a go.
Before I get into some of the details, my family is very spiritual, my mum informs me that she use to astral project when I was just a baby, and also still does till this day. Also at the age of 15 my mother was abducted by aliens, for reason unknown. After her encounter with them, she has always had voice's that have guided her on decisions and problems.
She was also contacted several days after the experience; by the one they called Nostradamus.
Ok now that my family's background is out in the open. Let me get down to it.
Last night before proceeding to sleep, I decided I would give this astral projection a go.
I sat up, and started to think of falling into a trance like state in which I could ascend.
unfortunately this is were it went down hill , I started to see colors (I had door open too hallway , so you could see some inversions of light corridor lamp) They started off just like waves of white, then I started to get a really unconformable feeling. I started to see black waves (yes again, I could make out black waves in the dark) and it felt as if something wanted me to leave my body.
In all of this, which is the hard thing for me to come to grips with is, after reading all 62 pages, their is no connection between astral projecting with your eyes open, or in an awake state. Well for me last night, I was not asleep, and I indeed did experience a feeling of ascending.
At this point, I would like to add another recollection for all of you to follow along with.
I being only 17, I use to spend most of my free holiday nights, playing a game called counter strike source ( various killing game, involved in two teams , who both have goals that need to be achieved) and when playing for such long periods as per say 7-15hours. I would get into a trance like state of playing, were I would often feel like my body was outside of me.
To be more to the point, I would feel as if my body was pulling to the top left hand side of me. And often I felt very relaxed, and in some extremities almost natural, as if to say I was actually looking at the screen from a diagonal view.
*back to experience*
I was seeing these colors, when I indeed experienced the outlined symptoms.
Crackling - popping noises.
And I could hear a slight voice, which sounded like an old man saying.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I started to think it was my friend over beside me in the other bed, but he was indeed. Out of the scene
My arms started to wobble, and I had intense sensation in my feet.
This is I drew the line, something didn’t feel right, as if I was being pushed into performing these actions.
I then proceeded to abort from their. I lay back down; it was 4:25 am. (Nearly 1 hour of this whole ordeal) and thought about what had just happened.
I closed my eyes, and started to try and sleep.
But then it started again, I awoke 15minutes later, with an awaking surge of energy through me. Which I found to be very scary, I could not sleep for fear of being forced to astral project. I would close my eyes, and soon would follow - Increased pulse rate - crackling noises - and body convulsions.
Now with this in mind, do you think their was something? Or something trying to tempt me in? Or was there a sinister purpose behind it? Or maybe a benevolent purpose? For now I can’t really tell.
Another backtrack.
As a kid, I use to get dreams of utmost emotional and reality.
Were I would often walk around my house, but the dreams (or astral projections as I have now determined) the dreams often ended, in me kneeling before our front door, crying in a very unstable emotional state (as far as I could tell, it was fear, or a feeling of pain from the door) anyway, that’s were those states would end. And I would wake up.
To me as a kid, these could of been seen as nightmares, but they were so real and as I look back upon it now. It makes a lot of sense.
Anyway this is my post to you guys.
Please read and post your thoughts back.
Regards
Dr.judd