The Personal Experience of Knowledge

I have learned that there is a second layer to this dimension where the things of myths and legend come to life. Not exactly a spiritual plane, though I am constantly bilocated in spirit form there, but not exactly a tangible plane either.

I know it's not just my imagination because I have witnesses in the "normal" layer of this dimension who have attested to both the existence of this 2nd layer/plane and my presence there.

Meditation. It is the key to all the answers you seek.

It is not "easy" and will take time/work. But when you have your "first moment"(Kundalini, OBE, etc.) in meditation, it will change your life, and your beliefs.

Last Edited by Revguard on 08/24/2012 12:51 PM

Hope that's the kind of knowledge you're looking for - if you meant life lessons and words of wisdom, I apologize.

CS Lewis knew more than most people give him credit for.

In his space trilogy, he spoke of Eldila - beings that to the naked eye look like a tiny spark of light.

This is not so far removed from fact - every time you see a spark of light just floating around (they usually only appear for a half-second to a few seconds), that is a being from the 2nd layer of this dimension/realm doing something to affect the 1st layer.

As several people know: energy, when not invisible, is not colorless. Each being has an energy signature, and a color attributed to their energy - this color is often called their "power color".

This is why you can see different colored sparks - you don't need to get your eyes checked, for what you are seeing is the energy of other beings at work in the world around you.

I will start it off unless someone posts before I finish this.

The year was 2004. It was the early spring. After much meditation and some recapitulation I began to wonder if while one stopped one's internal dialogue it could be possible to affect more than just someone in your physical presence.

I thought about the idea of 'Television'. I supposed that since it was used as a mass suggestive device on the masses...could it be a two way street?

One night, I was watching live TV news. I decided to try an experiment.

I sat in front of the TV and stopped my internal dialogue. I focused my intent on the news anchor. I had to choose a channel where the anchor's looked directly into the camera. I figured it would be easier to get a response of some kind if I focused on their left eye and they were looking directly into the camera. Some anchors didn't at that time look into the camera.

So there I sat. Inner silence. Not blinking. Concentrating on nothing but keeping the void intact. Then it happened.

The news anchor, in the middle of his reporting, said something like 'hey jake, stay out of china town'.

It greatly disturbed me.

I got so freaked out that I immediately left my apartment and went to my temporary 'place of power' which happened to be a bike rack in the parking lot. I sat down, legs crossed, and tried to calm myself. I was able to stop my dialogue again just as a black car resembling a Lincoln towncar drove up extremely fast and parked outside the building close to mine. The car screeched to a halt.

As I recall, several black guys that were all dressed in black piled out of the car and ran towards a building. At the time, I was in complete silence intending without words to not be seen. I happened to have sat down facing the exact direction where the car came to a stop.

The guys ran up to a door in the building and then some confusion happened. They immediately ran back to their car, piled in, and screeched off...first in reverse, then screeched into drive and quickly left the parking lot.

I wondered what the hell just happened as I calmly walked back to my apartment...knowing somehow that it was safe to return.

Edit: The vehicle was a car, not a SUV.

Last Edited by Jonny Blaze on 08/24/2012 01:23 PM

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No need to apologize. I meant this to be a place where people can share their personal 'tales of power'.

I had a similiar experience during meditation. I was wondering what to do. What my next step was. I was "asking for a sign". Should I move to Utah or not.

I was sitting in the dark. In my computer room. On the recliner in that room. During my meditation adn asking for guidance or a sign. My computer came back on. Nothing around the computer. It just came out of sleep mode. Just as I asked for a sign.

I have no cats or animals that could of jostled the computer awake. I was no where near the computer.

It just woke up and my firfox browser opened. It was just a blank page, but it still happened. The only thing crazier would of been if it was a travel site with Utah destinations opened.

Needless to say. My life is better than it has ever been. I am happier than I have ever been. Life in Utah has been good to me.

Last Edited by Revguard on 08/24/2012 02:48 PM

Thanks for sharing Revguard.

The spirit speaks to us all...but not all of us are tuned to listen.

When we quiet our thoughts...which is an exercise of intent...we often find that the spirit reveals itself to us.

I'm really happy that you found the answer you were seeking. The act of following through on the 'sign' no doubt was a demonstration of your impeccable spirit.

Last Edited by Jonny Blaze on 08/24/2012 02:11 PM

Namaste Brother.

The truth is within all of us. Most of us just ignore it.

Here's a strange one for you.

You're correct. That was indeed strange. ;)

Christ Consciousness.

This was written by my sister immediately after meditating on my energy, when she had this powerful vision while inside my energy field.

There can be many different interpretations of it, as it resonates across many, many layers of the human condition.

There is an extremely deep layer of meaning to this, which was realized with a friend of mine after discussing it for about a year. It was a grand enlightenment that occurred to us at the same moment in time.

To put it briefly, the information that makes up the hourglass, is our belief systems. Not just mine, not just yours, but everyones.

This is taken word for word from her e-mail to me.



Imagine you are an hourglass without a top, the glass is a very thick matrix of knowledge, information, that which we described before, within the glass is space. I am led to go into the space within and I see there something tumbling as if caught in a vortex of energy. I go in closer and see this is an alien being, small, unobtrusive. I am led to explore further this alien being and enter into its inner being. I am filled with awe at the nature of this being. Innocence, peace, a benign nature that can not be put into words. I can not help but cry, it is as if there is the innocence of a child yet the peace of God, not good not bad, benign in its nature. Tumbling in this vortex of energy, it is as if it is caught in a black hole, yet is there peace, space, lightness. I leave the inner portion of the hourglass to explore the glass its self. The matrix of thick information that supplies the walls of the hourglass, supplies the vortex where the alien being is tumbling.

Immediately, I sense a heaviness, an irritability, my shoulders get tight, my neck sore, the matrix of information has taken on a life of its own, it is as if it has become a machine on a quest for knowledge, discontentment, drive, an insatiable appetite it has. I want out, it is very uncomfortable, I wonder if it has trapped the benign being in its great desire to know more. Even in writing of it I
can feel the great weight and irritability it is causing me.

I asked to be released from its grip. Looking back upon this energy structure it is obvious things are not flowing between its parts, the parts seem very separate. The wall of knowledge is in great contrast to the vortex of space in which the alien being tumbles. Surrender, keeps popping up in my mind. I wonder if the wall would surrender itself, if
then their would be space, a mingling of all, wholeness.

I am in awe of the power and magnitude of our ability to create. I feel this structure reaches well beyond the dimension of form, yet it is form in the dimension of no form. Imagine this hour glass reaching into space producing its form where there is no form, space. Capturing within the
vortex of itself specimens to explore for great is its hunger to understand. I wonder what great purpose it has, I wonder how it can stand under such weight. I wonder what would happen if the walls fell and it became one with all.

I am anxious to finish writing and get out from under this weight of irritability, what a Burden to bare. I recognize this feeling, it is as if all of my consciousness is trying
to fit into my physical body. The last time I felt it I wanted to scream. I remember, I had lowered my vibration brought it down from on high made it more physical how painful it is. This mass of knowledge is palpable, so close to form, dense in its nature.

I wonder does it want to be manifested into physicality....questions, questions, what a
Burden to bear...

The discomfort, Burden, irritability was palpable. I felt it physically! Like this information must be born else one will collapse under the weight of it. Like it is building and building putting much pressure on the Dam that holds it in. It, the knowledge, did not feel benign. It felt like it had become self expanding, like it had forgotten its purpose and knew only to continue seeking more of its self. Let me see how to explain......Like there is a block preventing it from being released into the world of form. This block is causing pressure to build, stressing the structure. It felt like the knowledge had an ego of its own and was no longer in sync with the rest of its creation. I am sorry, it is hard to put into words...It felt like it needed to surrender its self and spill forth, It felt like the alien was a victim to its immense appetite. I am not sure if any of this makes sense. I have never experienced anything like this before. I am in awe....Did you create all of this? What is your purpose here? Who are you? Ha ha that was just for fun or was it?I wonder if it is time to risk it all, I wonder if it is time to fly..........

I am not done reading your post Ss, but I immediately thought of your dream journal entry about making the spinning vortex's and trying to make them cancel each other out...then you made one and rode it like a wild donkey.

anyways back to reading...

I think there will be a lot of people who will get bent out of shape over the use of the words "tales of power" but I think it's important for people to speak about their experiences like this!

Because it seems to be happening to a lot of people...and granted some totally lose it and go all messiah complex "I am the coming god" the first time they witness their interaction with the universe in a coherent way...but eventually most get over that and continue to explore what it means to them on a personal level.

But it's beautiful to witness really...people discovering their creative and interactive nature.

Thanks for providing a thread for it!

This 'vision' she had was on April 12, 2008 .

My vortex stuff I began trying in the non-material was in 2011-.

LMFAO!!!!!!! The donkey pic is priceless.

Yes, AL.

That's why I didn't use 'Tales of Power' in the thread title. I tried to make it more benign to possibly fly under the radar of that particular class of shills who are attracted to 'power' instead of knowledge.

So we see the basis for the tactic of that particular experiment. ;)

More, it comes from learning how mass manifests out of the non-material. Its a long story, as I did many 'experiments' in altered states to try and figure out how things work.

Here is a continuation of the one I posted here.

A man will never swing back at a girl.
A man will defend himself and others from all.
A man needs a clan.
Society is composed of children pretending to play polite since being institutionalized.
If you cannot understand the importance of the words 'tv programming' the majority of concepts of immediate reality will forever elude you.
There are separate and very distinct levels of consciousness.
Reality is purely percieved and then imposed by the mind.
Boy =/= man
You should be able to take a punch to the face without resorting to violence, if you cannot, you are nothing more than an animal.
Girls will have sex with you if you're entertaining.
There are no women left.
There are no men left.
Changing shape or appearance can be willed.
Wisdom does not come with age.
Age comes with time dilation.
It is possible to stay young.
Girls are aware of what value situations offer.
Boys are aware of what is going on in the situation.
It takes practice but either can see both.

If you meditate on your third eye in public people start to think they're having headaches.
Always start strong.
Never play your strongest hand.

Act as if you're always being watched until you know you are not.

Ok,

Here is another one from the '04 cluster.

It was an overcast afternoon. There was a storm pushing in. It must have been pushing in from the north, because my balcony faced in a southern direction and the sky was just a bit overcast, but darker behind me.

I had this obsession with the idea of lightning and timing. You see, I always thought it would be cool to call lightning down with intent, but I wondered if it the intent was just a matter of timing, or if the intent could actually be connected to the spark of energy itself.

A storm was building so I decided to try it out. What the hell. I had made up two words. 'Toraz' (pronounced tor-ahs) and 'Tiyate' (ti-yat-tay).

I gave meaning to the words...Toraz meant: build or charge. Tiyate meant: strike.

I silenced my mind and then from a state of focus began forcefully whispering 'Toraz' over and over again. Thinking of the ground in various locations (at a safe distance) from me. A positive Toraz for the ground. A negative Toraz for the sky. As I did this I focused on sending my intent from my gut through my right leg into the ground and from the ground to my left leg to my gut. I did this in conjunction with my breathing. I call this 'grounding' myself. I switched from grounding to Torazing. Back and forth. Back and forth.

For a good long while I did this as the storm rolled in.

Then, I moved on to phase two. Tiyate. Same breathy whisper...focusing on bringing the intent from from my gut and pushing it out into the sky.

Tiyate....wait. Listen. A strike of lightning. Not good enough. It needs to be exact. Again. Tiyate. Closer. Again.
Again.

Finally, my void of calmness was completely shattered when I simultaneously whispered and screamed Tiyate at the same instant a bolt of lightning struck to the west of my position. The bolt strike was so close I immediately heard the deafening BOOM of it.

I immediately went inside and abandoned my stupid experiment. After a good 20 minutes I stopped shaking.

I've been wanting to say key words like that in the lucid dream state. See what would happen.

Last Edited by Swinging on Spirals on 08/27/2012 12:22 PM

before you were struck with the notion to do what you did that prompted the feedback you experienced is why the feedback occurred

i imagine you know that

so you confirmed what you knew with reality
i am puzzled by your sensation of surprise that you are confirmed
if you had not been confirmed that way the silence would have prompted the way you tried similar
but you have no need to, it worked the way you did it

Do it!!!

No seriously, do it only if you are prepared for your last battle (which I know you are).

The shit I did was extremely reckless. Borderline insane. But I walked away from it ok. Personal power is a feeling...something like being lucky.

You must understand that at the time, and still to this day as a matter of fact, my reason is directly opposed to my intent.

I was trying to prove to my reason the existence of things that my reason cannot make any sense of. I was trying to make my reason confront these things and not collapse in the face of them.

I was trying to teach my reason that there are things which contradict the inventory of the mind...and I have to be able to examine these things in a state of suspended disbelief...to handle these things...without ever hoping to understand them.

So my experiment was in essence a strategic assault on my sense of reason. A massive jolt. I was stalking myself.

It's like a back door hacker...not knowing the consequences of accessing the system til you get inside and go... oops...did I just send nukes to America?

Is it possible that even this kind of thing has health/safety check protocol in place but every so often there are those who naturally bypass such things...system exploiters...who by nature find those "cracks" and raise awareness of them?



Just because they can doesn't mean they should kinda thing.
No wonder where that ICK factor comes from in those kind of peoples...(mostly a personal note to self sorry)

You sound like someone with a talent for dreaming, AL.

We stalkers think of dreamers in the same way. It's tough to be sure who is reverse engineering here....the dreamer or the stalker.

We are getting at the same thing...we just approach it from the other side. Trying to understand a dreamer for me is like looking at an upside down inside out reflection through a two way mirror.

But it's fun to try! ;)