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The Personal Experience of Knowledge

 
Jonny Blaze
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I am creating this thread as a place to post useful knowledge for those who are actively stalking it.

Please post knowledge that you have garnered from personal experiences. Dreams and Waking world experiences are what I am after.

Please note that all who read and post here do so at their own discretion. Everything is voluntary. Everyone takes responsibility for their own voluntary interactions.

Discussion is encouraged. Disagreements are tolerated. Yet, the aim should be to share and challenge our ideas in an effort to make us all re-examine our own perceptions of the world.

May your intent be impeccable and your journey full of wonder.

Note: All quotes posted by me in this thread, except the dialogue in my recollections, are from 'The Wheel of Time' by Carlos Castaneda.

Last Edited by Jonny Blaze on 09/13/2012 06:34 AM
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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.
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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.

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Hope that's the kind of knowledge you're looking for - if you meant life lessons and words of wisdom, I apologize. peace
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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.
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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
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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Hope that's the kind of knowledge you're looking for - if you meant life lessons and words of wisdom, I apologize. peace
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No need to apologize. I meant this to be a place where people can share their personal 'tales of power'.
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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.
 Quoting: Jonny Blaze


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.

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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.

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The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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.
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Namaste Brother.

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

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Here's a strange one for you.

I had a vision of the future where someone (government, PTB, whatever) had finally created a quantum computer. For whatever reason it was the only one. The dream lasted for a couple days...hard to describe, but that is literal. I had to get close to the building it was in, and OBE into the isolated room where it was kept.

Don't remember what exactly I did, but I remember that I had to be out-of-body, and I was to 'influence' the quantum processes through direct observation. That was how I fucked up the only quantum computer.

Once I was out of body in the room, I had to go another step and dislocate my consciousness into the quantum field of the computer. I created just a small shift in its processing, that would bloom into making it run differently. That small shift all occured through just a 'thought' inside the quantum field it was contained inside.

This was in the future. I knew I was OBE in the future and asked my 'handlers' to see my physical self. They told me that I couldn't as I had passed away. They said I was 72 when I died...

It was weird, because prior to being told, they kind of discussed it with each other (at the time I did not know what they were discussing) as to whether they should tell me or not.

I had always thought that the object was a computer...but maybe it wasn't...hmmm, retelling this dream is making my head spin. I'll have to think of this more.
 Quoting: Sikscent


Sikscent,
I think your dream is very complex. Very much so.
It has made me think that the computer was no computer, but something much more. Like maybe the mind of God and your interactions were your moment in "time" that changed the whole of His creation.
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I had another one that concerned the 3 days of darkness. That one was crazy...the entire world experienced it, that includes me. 100% real going through the 'vision'. When going through the 3 days of darkness, I was 'tested' with other visions/apparitions, etc, all the while never thinking I would 'see' light again.
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Thats scary...I've had dreams about tidal waves and the whole city trying to get to the mountains...

Dreams about hurricanes, tornadoes, and the classic "Zombies are taking over the world"...

Dunno if any of those were out of body though.

 Quoting: Tali


Usually, if it is an out of body, you are consciously aware that you are indeed, having an OBE...

and, I have had some visions that most people would think of as hellish...kinda sucks, but I end up learning SO MUCH when I have those.

 Quoting: SikScent


Ok I call those the "in between stage"...it feels like I am awake but also "there"...sometimes I can control what I'm doing in those...and return to those dreams on another night (normally I can't start them up on my own it just comes when it wants to) usually there are people and places that I "know"...but I don't know of here on earth...does that make sense? lol...however none of those were like the mom and ex dreams even tho those both came true...

Hellish? Care to elaborate?
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OK, but real quick. I was strapped down laying on my back on some type of metal or smooth stone slab in a dark cavern. I was at a slight incline, facing a wall that had demons in it. There was some type of 'helmet' placed over my head...kind of suffocating. Then, 4 black objects were stuffed down my throat. It was lizard, mouse, insect and slug. All of them were big enough to make it difficult when they were being crammed into my mouth. Each one made me gag and panic. Then, when those were done, the helmet slowly started filling with water. I wasn't afraid to die, so when the water rose high enough, I just breathed it in. Uncomfortable, but do-able. I started throwing up, and immediately the 'helmet' was removed. My straps were released and I threw up everything over the edge of the slab onto the floor. It was vile black nasty shit with things moving around in it.

That is just one part of a VERY extensive night. This part alone lasted a few hours.
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"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!"

We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived.
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You're correct. That was indeed strange. ;)
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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.
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Christ Consciousness.
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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..........

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!"

We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived.
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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...
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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...
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jackassnuts
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!"

We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived.
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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!
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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...
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This 'vision' she had was on April 12, 2008 .

My vortex stuff I began trying in the non-material was in 2011-.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!"

We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived.
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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.
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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...
 Quoting: Jonny Blaze


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

My vortex stuff I began trying in the non-material was in 2011-.
 Quoting: Stepping through My Shadow


So we see the basis for the tactic of that particular experiment. ;)
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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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...
 Quoting: Jonny Blaze


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

My vortex stuff I began trying in the non-material was in 2011-.
 Quoting: Stepping through My Shadow


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

While doing this it is not some figment of imagination...it is like I am 'physically' doing this...

 Quoting: SikScent


This is pretty cool. As an explanation to this, when I 'pull light down', I am actually looking up into the sky. I can see clouds and whatever. Where there are breaks in the clouds, the sky is brighter/whiter. I concentrate on those areas and begin 'spinning' the light. Something like clouds rotating in a hurricane, but instead I am doing it with the light between the clouds. At a certain point, the white light I am spinning up in the sky - the size in relation to a massive tornado if you were looking up through the eye - begins cascading with color...brilliant, vibrant color and this colored light becomes more 'liquid' in appearance. That's when I start pulling it down towards me. It feels like my consciousness is in multiple places at the same time.

I could feel my dog kicking me slightly in his sleep while he slept next to me in bed. I am below the vortex of light, looking up into the sky, holding this energy together. And, as I pull it down towards me, my consciousness is at the tip of the vortex - bottom tip of the 'tornado' of light - swinging violently back and forth and all over the place. I pull that consciousness that I put on the bottom tip of the vortex towards my consciousness that holds all this together on the ground, my dog still kicking me in the side. lmao
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"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!"

We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived.
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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.
Jonny Blaze (OP)

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08/27/2012 12:20 PM

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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.
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
Stepping through My Shadow

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damned

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
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but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!"

We do not Die, We Awaken to the Dream that We Lived.
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08/27/2012 12:31 PM

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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.
 Quoting: Jonny Blaze


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
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08/27/2012 12:35 PM

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damned

I've been wanting to say key words like that in the lucid dream state. See what would happen.
 Quoting: Stepping through My Shadow


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.
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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08/27/2012 12:39 PM

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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.
 Quoting: Jonny Blaze


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
 Quoting: aether


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.
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.
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08/27/2012 12:49 PM
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It's like a back door hacker...not knowing the consequences of accessing the system til you get inside and go...blink 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?

hmm

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)
Jonny Blaze (OP)

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08/27/2012 12:55 PM

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It's like a back door hacker...not knowing the consequences of accessing the system til you get inside and go...blink 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?

hmm

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)
 Quoting: ArunaLuna


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! ;)
The engravings translate to "This space intentionally left blank."

The prayer is inscribed in an ancient script, rarely used today. It seems to be a philippic against small insects, absent-mindedness, and the picking up and dropping of small objects.

The gate is open; through it you can see a desolation, with a pile of mangled bodies in one corner. Thousands of voices, lamenting some hideous fate, can be heard.
The way through the gate is barred by evil spirits, who jeer at your attempts to pass.

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