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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 14874606  United States03/07/2013 07:58 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Choronzon hath no form, because he is the maker of all form; and so rapidly he changeth from one to the other as he may best think fit to seduce those whom he hateth, the servants of the Most High. Quoting: Dionysian Fullaflattus Thus taketh he the form of a beautiful woman, or of a wise and holy man, or of a serpent that writheth upon the earth ready to sting. And, because he is himself, therefore he is no self; the terror of darkness, and the blindness of night, and the deafness of the adder, and the tastelessness of stale and stagnant water, and the black fire of hatred, and the udders of the Cat of slime; not one thing, but many things. Yet, with all that, his torment is eternal. The sun burns him as he writhes naked upon the sands of hell, and the wind cuts him bitterly to the bone, a harsh dry wind, so that he is sore athirst. Give unto me, I pray thee, one drop of water from the pure springs of Paradise, that I may quench my thirst. Makes no**** seem a little creepier no? When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am. OK, my disclaimer is over. lol When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere. My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky. The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue. I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth. I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind. I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why. I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention. But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention. LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me. I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me. Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger. I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out. SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well. |
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| Anonymous Coward User ID: 10749801 United States03/07/2013 08:02 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Choronzon hath no form, because he is the maker of all form; and so rapidly he changeth from one to the other as he may best think fit to seduce those whom he hateth, the servants of the Most High. Quoting: Dionysian Fullaflattus Thus taketh he the form of a beautiful woman, or of a wise and holy man, or of a serpent that writheth upon the earth ready to sting. And, because he is himself, therefore he is no self; the terror of darkness, and the blindness of night, and the deafness of the adder, and the tastelessness of stale and stagnant water, and the black fire of hatred, and the udders of the Cat of slime; not one thing, but many things. Yet, with all that, his torment is eternal. The sun burns him as he writhes naked upon the sands of hell, and the wind cuts him bitterly to the bone, a harsh dry wind, so that he is sore athirst. Give unto me, I pray thee, one drop of water from the pure springs of Paradise, that I may quench my thirst. Makes no**** seem a little creepier no? When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am. OK, my disclaimer is over. lol When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere. My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky. The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue. I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth. I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind. I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why. I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention. But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention. LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me. I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me. Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger. I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out. SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well. Bookmark for when imnot drinking.;-) |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 31036731  Canada03/07/2013 08:22 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Choronzon hath no form, because he is the maker of all form; and so rapidly he changeth from one to the other as he may best think fit to seduce those whom he hateth, the servants of the Most High. Quoting: Dionysian Fullaflattus Thus taketh he the form of a beautiful woman, or of a wise and holy man, or of a serpent that writheth upon the earth ready to sting. And, because he is himself, therefore he is no self; the terror of darkness, and the blindness of night, and the deafness of the adder, and the tastelessness of stale and stagnant water, and the black fire of hatred, and the udders of the Cat of slime; not one thing, but many things. Yet, with all that, his torment is eternal. The sun burns him as he writhes naked upon the sands of hell, and the wind cuts him bitterly to the bone, a harsh dry wind, so that he is sore athirst. Give unto me, I pray thee, one drop of water from the pure springs of Paradise, that I may quench my thirst. Makes no**** seem a little creepier no? When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am. OK, my disclaimer is over. lol When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere. My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky. The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue. I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth. I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind. I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why. I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention. But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention. LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me. I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me. Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger. I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out. SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well. Bookmark for when imnot drinking.;-) It is always my contention that we sit in a place of wholeness or fullness if you will. All manifestations of conciousness are contingent on belief. Thus, As we reside within a lack of belief we substantiate ever more powerful enemies even if they take on the gravity of ennui. Do you remember Capt Pike strangling that bobble headed woman (of 3) in the star trek pilot? |
| Azeratel Axo User ID: 20063747 Canada03/07/2013 08:32 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Its all changing..its in the air..game changer confirmed..but still need 3days for change Quoting: Anonymous Coward 10749801 Sounds like good news to me!  Its woman Well more woman that be women from what I can tell thus far  :multinan:  |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 14874606 United States03/07/2013 08:42 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Choronzon hath no form, because he is the maker of all form; and so rapidly he changeth from one to the other as he may best think fit to seduce those whom he hateth, the servants of the Most High. Quoting: Dionysian Fullaflattus Thus taketh he the form of a beautiful woman, or of a wise and holy man, or of a serpent that writheth upon the earth ready to sting. And, because he is himself, therefore he is no self; the terror of darkness, and the blindness of night, and the deafness of the adder, and the tastelessness of stale and stagnant water, and the black fire of hatred, and the udders of the Cat of slime; not one thing, but many things. Yet, with all that, his torment is eternal. The sun burns him as he writhes naked upon the sands of hell, and the wind cuts him bitterly to the bone, a harsh dry wind, so that he is sore athirst. Give unto me, I pray thee, one drop of water from the pure springs of Paradise, that I may quench my thirst. Makes no**** seem a little creepier no? When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am. OK, my disclaimer is over. lol When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere. My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky. The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue. I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth. I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind. I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why. I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention. But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention. LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me. I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me. Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger. I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out. SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well. Bookmark for when imnot drinking.;-) It is always my contention that we sit in a place of wholeness or fullness if you will. All manifestations of conciousness are contingent on belief. Thus, As we reside within a lack of belief we substantiate ever more powerful enemies even if they take on the gravity of ennui. Do you remember Capt Pike strangling that bobble headed woman (of 3) in the star trek pilot? I don't remember that episode, but, as usual, I tend to agree with your words. The only thing I am mis-thinking, I believe, is you words that all manifestations of consciousness are contingent on belief. To me, belief is holding to concepts/constructs without experience of those concepts/constructs. |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 31036731 Canada03/07/2013 08:56 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ... Quoting: Septenary Man When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am. OK, my disclaimer is over. lol When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere. My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky. The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue. I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth. I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind. I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why. I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention. But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention. LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me. I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me. Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger. I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out. SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well. Bookmark for when imnot drinking.;-) It is always my contention that we sit in a place of wholeness or fullness if you will. All manifestations of conciousness are contingent on belief. Thus, As we reside within a lack of belief we substantiate ever more powerful enemies even if they take on the gravity of ennui. Do you remember Capt Pike strangling that bobble headed woman (of 3) in the star trek pilot? I don't remember that episode, but, as usual, I tend to agree with your words. The only thing I am mis-thinking, I believe, is you words that all manifestations of consciousness are contingent on belief. To me, belief is holding to concepts/constructs without experience of those concepts/constructs. I am speaking of internally projected intuitive belief. The same place questioning comes from. Not belief in imposed, unquestionable constructs. |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 14874606 United States03/07/2013 09:02 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Gotcha. I that is exactly why I was thinking I was mis-thinking you. You emotionally holding up good? You've fucking been in the shitter lately. Well, you know what I mean. I am going through some stuff now. Found out last night, my wife's sister had some cancerous anomalies removed. I won't get into it, but she had cancer about 20 years ago with a 95% mortality rate. It was not fun for her. She had been clean all these years...now this. Plus her daughter may be going through a divorce at this time. My wife's family are incredible, loving people, and it sucks to see this happening. |
| acuk User ID: 35701742 United Kingdom03/07/2013 09:09 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Gotcha. I that is exactly why I was thinking I was mis-thinking you. Quoting: Septenary Man You emotionally holding up good? You've fucking been in the shitter lately. Well, you know what I mean. I am going through some stuff now. Found out last night, my wife's sister had some cancerous anomalies removed. I won't get into it, but she had cancer about 20 years ago with a 95% mortality rate. It was not fun for her. She had been clean all these years...now this. Plus her daughter may be going through a divorce at this time. My wife's family are incredible, loving people, and it sucks to see this happening.  Sorry to hear that bro... Sleep alluding, must be waiting for the witching hour ;) |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 31036731 Canada03/07/2013 09:21 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Gotcha. I that is exactly why I was thinking I was mis-thinking you. Quoting: Septenary Man You emotionally holding up good? You've fucking been in the shitter lately. Well, you know what I mean. I am going through some stuff now. Found out last night, my wife's sister had some cancerous anomalies removed. I won't get into it, but she had cancer about 20 years ago with a 95% mortality rate. It was not fun for her. She had been clean all these years...now this. Plus her daughter may be going through a divorce at this time. My wife's family are incredible, loving people, and it sucks to see this happening. As I tell myself: It could always be worse. I don't think life deals any fair hands, but, it's what we make of them and ourselves as we refine our mettle. Once we put everything into perspective, the bad only makes the good sweeter. |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 10749801 United States03/07/2013 09:24 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Gotcha. I that is exactly why I was thinking I was mis-thinking you. Quoting: Septenary Man You emotionally holding up good? You've fucking been in the shitter lately. Well, you know what I mean. I am going through some stuff now. Found out last night, my wife's sister had some cancerous anomalies removed. I won't get into it, but she had cancer about 20 years ago with a 95% mortality rate. It was not fun for her. She had been clean all these years...now this. Plus her daughter may be going through a divorce at this time. My wife's family are incredible, loving people, and it sucks to see this happening. As I tell myself: It could always be worse. I don't think life deals any fair hands, but, it's what we make of them and ourselves as we refine our mettle. Once we put everything into perspective, the bad only makes the good sweeter. Hugs |
| acuk User ID: 35701742 United Kingdom03/07/2013 09:26 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My first post about the connection of the squids, I had not been approached, yet when I left my house to go look at some work, I felt the power drain, so sent my pac man around me nom nom noming to counter any forms sent my way, I did not even have enough to form a chi ball, after sending him and third eye was non existent, at no stage was I panicking manifesting or in any kind of fear, I was looking for logical explanations, I was actually very happy listening to some nice tunes and feeling my energy go up and down with the music just before having to send out pacman. I reread what I posted and it is a little wrong, well appears wrong, on either side of me, was not the squids, but beings, they were covering my energy, I got one of them in the heart, yet they brought the squids with them, I followed the signature back to source, the beings I then went at it with, were others forms, used by some others from this side, chanting ritualistic bullshit, they were built from the energy gathered with the little replica pyramids, I asked a friend who knows my house and its energy to come and follow back to confirm what I did or if I was doo daa, they confirmed what they could see on the floor by the black pyramids in the other place, the head of the point in their trinity the aftermath of earthquake I caused. They told me to be careful, and we have placed mirrors all around me and my family, I have only just managed to get clear of all this, yet this time, I am better equipped, and less volatile hahaha, don't want you guys worrying I going to freak out, I am cool with this and like I said actually quite happy with the outcome. Just thought I would clarify, if this is my manifestation, others have followed trail and seen the mess I made, so not sure how that all works, my mate said they smelled of fear even of each other, like power grabbing from each other, I not that adept at all that ...yet, I just swing me sword about hahahaha. |
| Azeratel Axo User ID: 20063747 Canada03/07/2013 10:12 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Gotcha. I that is exactly why I was thinking I was mis-thinking you. Quoting: Septenary Man You emotionally holding up good? You've fucking been in the shitter lately. Well, you know what I mean. I am going through some stuff now. Found out last night, my wife's sister had some cancerous anomalies removed. I won't get into it, but she had cancer about 20 years ago with a 95% mortality rate. It was not fun for her. She had been clean all these years...now this. Plus her daughter may be going through a divorce at this time. My wife's family are incredible, loving people, and it sucks to see this happening. As I tell myself: It could always be worse. I don't think life deals any fair hands, but, it's what we make of them and ourselves as we refine our mettle. Once we put everything into perspective, the bad only makes the good sweeter. True.... Why do Heroin addicts stay addicts? Not the high so much as the swing.... |
| NEMO666 User ID: 34437665 United States03/08/2013 01:58 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Choronzon hath no form, because he is the maker of all form; and so rapidly he changeth from one to the other as he may best think fit to seduce those whom he hateth, the servants of the Most High. Quoting: Dionysian Fullaflattus Thus taketh he the form of a beautiful woman, or of a wise and holy man, or of a serpent that writheth upon the earth ready to sting. And, because he is himself, therefore he is no self; the terror of darkness, and the blindness of night, and the deafness of the adder, and the tastelessness of stale and stagnant water, and the black fire of hatred, and the udders of the Cat of slime; not one thing, but many things. Yet, with all that, his torment is eternal. The sun burns him as he writhes naked upon the sands of hell, and the wind cuts him bitterly to the bone, a harsh dry wind, so that he is sore athirst. Give unto me, I pray thee, one drop of water from the pure springs of Paradise, that I may quench my thirst. Makes no**** seem a little creepier no? When I was confronted with my Cthulhu...I don't like discussing this because discussing it makes it seem like I think it is wholly 'real'. I do not, though I can except it if it were, or if it weren't. In other words, it doesn't matter to me if it was an actual encounter, or my own mind creating the illusion of encounter. The end result to me is the same, and eventually is of no consequence, as I am what I am. OK, my disclaimer is over. lol When I was confronted with a Cthulhu type thought form/experience, it was of black tentacles...ah, I want to tell the details, but I will be brief just so there is an atmosphere. My consciousness was above a dark land, lit with a silver light across the landscape. It had been a long time of lucidity, perhaps 5 hours or so dream time, and I was growing bored. I wondered if the dark places exist in all places, and thought of going down under the earth, where I was always pulled by something beyond my control when I tried to 'ascend' into the sky. The landscape was of rolling hills and sparse trees, silver and dark blue...and black the only colors. As if monochrome with the inclusion of blue. I was bored. Again, I wondered if the dark places are within everything while I gazed floating above this amazing landscape. So I tested it, and drove myself deep through the snows, deep into darkness, into the earth. I found myself in a small cavern, ceiling perhaps 12 feet high, dirt and rocky walls as if natural. The black tentacles immediately swarmed over me, most generally the thickness of my arm, though they all varied. The feelings are palpable, of darkness, of smothering, of heightened fear that is not only emotional, but physical as well. These are times when I say, that to subject someone to these dual...saturating feelings of...of...palpable massive feelings is just fucking wrong. Even if it is myself creating it in my mind. I used to know exactly what happened, but I never wrote it down. I had manifested light as a type of weapon, though the word weapon is inaccurate, but I do not feel like defining why. I wielded light. I used it as protection, but it was offensive as well. Or, maybe I was offensive when the tentacles en-wrapped me. So I used my protection offensively to...man this is hard to describe. I used my protection and projected it outward to give me room in my thoughts to 'work'. Then, I welled up a vast intention that is formed not of words, but of images. I imaged the my light saturating the entire cavern, embedding into everything, including the 'air' and radiating out as far as it would go, but only superficially, not 'interior'. The fucker would not let me leave, not by tentacles, but by its own intention. But, I decided to not manifest my intention, I merely showed an image of it within me, without me, to show 'it' what I was going to do if it continued 'attacking' me. I was welcoming it to interact with me, but the moment it intruded upon/inside me, then I would release the intention. LMAO! It changed immediately into a beautiful woman. The woman manifested about 15 feet away from me, and was crying, and merely wanted to be held, wanted comfort, wanted to get inside of me. I do not believe in the 'God' most people do, but I pulled hard on God, drawing it in. I did not intention Source, or IT, or the like, but drew on the concept of a brilliant god...that was light and was part of me. Fucker went insane, lmao! It was similar to a stalemate just by it not wanting to manifest my intention. I pushed my intention into it, without manifesting my intention, just to get him it to let go without destroying it. It's...thoughts receded, though it still existed in front of me, as a fine ass blond female that turned from pretend sorrow and anguish, to obscene raging anger. I stared, as calm as you could imagine, and pulled my thoughts out. SHIT! I told you guys another one of my experiences that I keep inside. lol Oh well. Sounds like an encounter with CHORONZON. If it ever happens again do the 'sign of silence'. |
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| aether (OP) User ID: 34923382 United Kingdom03/08/2013 06:11 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Black Jets Mar 08, 2013 An electromagnetic phenomenon on the fringes of galaxy NGC 7793 is confounding astronomers because they insist on seeing it as a gravitational superforce. Quoting: observationExplaining the jets of ionized particles often seen erupting from various objects in space ranks as one of the most difficult tasks facing modern astronomers. What force can create highly energetic particle emissions that span distances measured in light-years? What confines them into narrow beams? Hundreds of stellar jets have now been observed, but the prevailing theory of “compacted gravitational point sources” exciting gas and dust as they orbit does not address the existence of collimated jets. There is only one force that can hold such a matter stream together over those distances: magnetism. The only way to generate that magnetic confinement is through electricity flowing through space. In the past, astronomers observed coherent filaments from so-called “Herbig Haro” stars, some more than 12 light-years long. Charged particles within the filaments were thought to exceed velocities of 500 kilometers per second. The finely knotted jets exceeded three times the distance from our Sun to the nearest star, Alpha Proxima. According to ESO’s recent announcement, however, the jets from the NGC 7793 microquasar are several hundred light-years long............... [link to www.thunderbolts.info] |
| Azeratel Axo User ID: 20063747 Canada03/08/2013 06:14 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Black Jets Quoting: aether Mar 08, 2013 An electromagnetic phenomenon on the fringes of galaxy NGC 7793 is confounding astronomers because they insist on seeing it as a gravitational superforce. Quoting: observationExplaining the jets of ionized particles often seen erupting from various objects in space ranks as one of the most difficult tasks facing modern astronomers. What force can create highly energetic particle emissions that span distances measured in light-years? What confines them into narrow beams? Hundreds of stellar jets have now been observed, but the prevailing theory of “compacted gravitational point sources” exciting gas and dust as they orbit does not address the existence of collimated jets. There is only one force that can hold such a matter stream together over those distances: magnetism. The only way to generate that magnetic confinement is through electricity flowing through space. In the past, astronomers observed coherent filaments from so-called “Herbig Haro” stars, some more than 12 light-years long. Charged particles within the filaments were thought to exceed velocities of 500 kilometers per second. The finely knotted jets exceeded three times the distance from our Sun to the nearest star, Alpha Proxima. According to ESO’s recent announcement, however, the jets from the NGC 7793 microquasar are several hundred light-years long............... [link to www.thunderbolts.info] "because they insist on seeing it as a gravitational superforce"  ... Good morning! :multinan: |
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| aether (OP) User ID: 34923382 United Kingdom03/08/2013 06:16 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | 2/25/2013 2:08 PM Guten Tag Everyone  Dreams are getting intense will leave it at that , started a few days ago with water and pink and blue coral in the dream and a move. Nico I have strawberries in my freezer but will get fresh ones today and have a shirt that color that I will wear tomorrow while eating 7 of them I am told. Aether did you happen to notice the coronal hole in the shape of a cube and its in the middle? Have been hearing buckle your seat belt this morning and will leave it at that .... Last nights storms here were intense to say the least. Lots of information exchange . As S0 says "eyes open , NO FEAR" :Iwvort: The Labyrinth is changing with a last ditch maneuver of the chess board. Love to You All... May it permeate Your Entire Being down the metatomic level in synchronistic Harmony :2bfrac741: warm water location sun activity in full moon slot of next 3 days could be tricky those overwhelmed/steered by underworld (telluric) synergy forms are noticing the non affect of what always did affect thus are thinking more elaborate procedures because to them the only reason for the non affects is they are doing something wrong in their procedure because they have yet to imagine something exists of similar nature to what they know yet is unaffected by what they know |
| aether (OP) User ID: 34923382 United Kingdom03/08/2013 06:22 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | ok not sure why but this date has been running thru my head like a ticker tape tonight Quoting: >~* Flutterby Fringe*~< 3/18/2013 ... 3/9/6 Hope it is nothing but had to get it out of my head.  and this again the rubik's cube Rubik's Cube In Center Of Earth? Computer Simulations Support New Model Of Earth's Core [link to www.sciencedaily.com] |
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| aether (OP) User ID: 34923382 United Kingdom03/08/2013 07:34 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | "because they insist on seeing it as a gravitational superforce" ... Good morning! :multinan: it`s strange really because over our last 100 years or so our western cultures have imposed upon themselves and now our entire world a set of constants which are not constant for example light velocity and gravity strength is observed to vary but because we as a planet require them to be constant to maintain our belief in ourselves they are legally manipulated into constant measurements the organizations that do this do so because they are aware that it is their duty to do so to maintain social belief in our knowing what we are doing and why we do what we are doing because each person within the organizations that do this have a higher authority in the organization whom they have faith within to maintain their duty of lawful deceit this hierarchy of faith within people ultimately leads to a faith whereupon the people that are at the top of the faith pyramid have faith in a supernatural formula that provides them with sufficient emotional satisfaction to continue to impose by law the doctrine of support any lie to maintain your truth listen to rupert on the constants of light and gravity from 10 min. onwards in the next video |
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| aether (OP) User ID: 34923382 United Kingdom03/08/2013 07:45 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | those overwhelmed/steered by underworld (telluric) synergy forms are noticing the non affect of what always did affect thus are thinking more elaborate procedures because to them the only reason for the non affects is they are doing something wrong in their procedure because they have yet to imagine something exists of similar nature to what they know yet is unaffected by what they know Quoting: aetheron a world of lawful fantasy (constants) that /z\ does not make sense until it does by the experience of it becoming so  |
| aether (OP) User ID: 34923382 United Kingdom03/08/2013 07:58 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | This link has a cool picture of how theta brain waves synchronize during meditation. (plus the head looks like a rainbow bubble, lol) Quoting: Anonymous Coward 32430667 [link to www.social-consciousness.com] I utilized Theda primarily for months, when I was on a near every day meditation regiment for at least 4-5 hrs. Unfortunately, the vid I often utilized has been removed from YouTube, and I have been unsuccessful at relocating it. Theda can help one unfamiliar with feeling the 'vibration' to open to it or to 'start' the vibrations a bit easier... The 'purr'. I just found this theda meditation and I am enjoying it, so I will share. [link to www.youtube.com] :) that`s lovely instant within sky/space noticing i am traveling backwards , not a familiar direction for me adjusting to backwards, relaxing into it`s sensation , organic green arrives into my vision within the whites to greys "sky/space" environment organic because it possess shaped motion and comes closer and closer to my eyes as i become knowing i am going into it because it is inviting/taking me inside it inside the green organic environment, flying is forwards again and it is lovely sensation of "safe within emotionally expressive domain" the experiences involve either me and the environment or another and me within and our environment the green environment we are both within and the experiences consist of enjoying where we are within either stationary enjoying being there or in motion as in: our flying within this environment engenders the sensation within also is how it seems You know.... Quoting: Azeratel Axo Perhaps it is time to drop the 'Nobody' reference.... Have your threads refer to something more obscure.... ...for example: "More information about < 'The Egg of Horus' > " ... Thoughts? It might go a LONG way to screen out the 'Nobody Antibodies'..... The 'Eye' is Female... Eye of Horus The Eye of Horus is an ancient Egyptian symbol of protection, royal power and good health. The eye is personified in the goddess Wadjet. It is also known as ''The Eye of Ra'. The name Wadjet is derived from "wadj" meaning "green", hence "the green one", and was known to the Greeks and Romans as "uraeus" from the Egyptian "iaret" meaning "risen one" from the image of a cobra rising up in protection. Wadjet was one of the earliest of Egyptian deities who later became associated with other goddesses such as Bast, Sekhmet, Mut, and Hathor. She was the tutelary deity of Lower Egypt and the major Delta shrine the "per-nu" was under her protection. Hathor is also depicted with this eye. [link to en.wikipedia.org] Wadjet was closely associated in the Egyptian pantheon with Bast, the fierce goddess depicted as a lioness warrior and protector, as the sun goddess whose eye later became the eye of Horus, the eye of Ra, and as the Lady of Flame. The hieroglyph for her eye is shown below; sometimes two are shown in the sky of religious images. Per-Wadjet also contained a sanctuary of Horus, the child of the sun deity who would be interpreted to represent the pharaoh. Much later, Wadjet became associated with Isis as well as with many other deities. As the patron goddess, she was associated with the land and depicted as a snake-headed woman or a snake—usually an Egyptian cobra, a venomous snake common to the region; sometimes she was depicted as a woman with two snake heads and, at other times, a snake with a woman's head. [link to en.wikipedia.org]  the green organic environment is plant/tree etc orientated Quoting: aether it is the environment from "natures" view as in: the environment is the significant synergistic affect thus thought is naturally biased within natures emotive state because it is the overwhelming synergistic affect that prompts motivation thus thought arising from being within it`s motivational influence oh green man affect Osiris the Egyptian language name is variously transliterated Asar, Asari, Aser, Ausar, Ausir, Wesir, Usir, Usire or Ausare) was an Egyptian god, usually identified as the god of the afterlife, the underworld and the dead. He was classically depicted as a green-skinned man with a pharaoh's beard, partially mummy-wrapped at the legs, wearing a distinctive crown with two large ostrich feathers at either side, and holding a symbolic crook and flail. Quoting: observation |
| Anonymous Coward User ID: 865798 United States03/08/2013 08:37 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | those overwhelmed/steered by underworld (telluric) synergy forms are noticing the non affect of what always did affect thus are thinking more elaborate procedures because to them the only reason for the non affects is they are doing something wrong in their procedure because they have yet to imagine something exists of similar nature to what they know yet is unaffected by what they know Quoting: aetheron a world of lawful fantasy (constants) that /z\ does not make sense until it does by the experience of it becoming so Reminds me of my saying, The universe is simple. It is humans that make it complex. Top of page, :fuckyeah: |
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