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The Personal Experience of Knowledge

 
Swinging on Spirals

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Crazy experiences!

One thing that stuck out for me, is the loud noise. When in altered states but still 'viewing' the waking world, sounds amp up in volume...sometimes massively. I have experienced this many, many times in deep meditation (but still aware of my surroundings) and sleep paralysis.

It sounds as if you are entering an altered state of mind for whatever reason, but are still aware of your waking surroundings.

So, if someone were to look at the exchange between the old man and you, perhaps they may not notice the strangeness. But you are perceiving this in a different mental/dimensional state and so the overall effects are quite profound and very strange.
"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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Crazy experiences!

One thing that stuck out for me, is the loud noise. When in altered states but still 'viewing' the waking world, sounds amp up in volume...sometimes massively. I have experienced this many, many times in deep meditation (but still aware of my surroundings) and sleep paralysis.

It sounds as if you are entering an altered state of mind for whatever reason, but are still aware of your waking surroundings.

So, if someone were to look at the exchange between the old man and you, perhaps they may not notice the strangeness. But you are perceiving this in a different mental/dimensional state and so the overall effects are quite profound and very strange.
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Yes. It was very similar to the experience I had in deep meditation a few years before...just before I entered a dream with full awareness and lucidity. The loud noise was very similar. Perhaps experiencing that before dulled the edge of my fright enough for my reason to kick in.

Of course, my dreaming attention was not configured properly for dreaming and therefore I quickly lost the lucidity.

It makes me wonder what the function of the internal dialogue is in dreaming states. I know it is there, I can recall dreams where my dialogue was interacting with my perception.

However, I don't fully understand its function in the astral worlds.
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 believe that my reason kicking in and presenting me with two options was the reflection of a choice I had yet to make...

...namely whether or not I was going to just walk out the door of the laundry room or whether I was going to confront the old man.

This is perhaps why I have absolutely no recollection of where my physical body was in between the time where I reached the exit and reached the old man.
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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The implication being this: There was no folly, controlled or uncontrolled, in this moment.

What took place was pure intent. Direct knowledge. For just a moment in time, regardless of what definition one wishes to place on the word, only the choice existed.
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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The implication being this: There was no folly, controlled or uncontrolled, in this moment.

What took place was pure intent. Direct knowledge. For just a moment in time, regardless of what definition one wishes to place on the word, only the choice existed.
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headbang
"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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The implication being this: There was no folly, controlled or uncontrolled, in this moment.

What took place was pure intent. Direct knowledge. For just a moment in time, regardless of what definition one wishes to place on the word, only the choice existed.
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headbang
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Reach out and touch faith...

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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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I'm puzzling whether the old man was of the darkness or of Jesus. It sounds like maybe the darkness, and he was trying to impress something on you, or determine your strength.

What do you think?

I think he was the devil in disguise possibly. Did you ever see reflections of him later? Like in the clouds, or trees?
John 14:27
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
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I'm puzzling whether the old man was of the darkness or of Jesus. It sounds like maybe the darkness, and he was trying to impress something on you, or determine your strength.

What do you think?

I think he was the devil in disguise possibly. Did you ever see reflections of him later? Like in the clouds, or trees?
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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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I'm puzzling whether the old man was of the darkness or of Jesus. It sounds like maybe the darkness, and he was trying to impress something on you, or determine your strength.

What do you think?

I think he was the devil in disguise possibly. Did you ever see reflections of him later? Like in the clouds, or trees?
 Quoting: Who is Blue Fairy


 Quoting: Swinging on Spirals


Don't believe everything you see on TV.

The devil has many lies.

The angels do not disguise themselves as devils, it's the other way around.

Blaze has gifts from God himself, the devil is dancing around trying to determine how he can stop the good Blaze can do.

Last Edited by Who is Blue Fairy on 09/17/2012 04:46 PM
John 14:27
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
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I'm puzzling whether the old man was of the darkness or of Jesus. It sounds like maybe the darkness, and he was trying to impress something on you, or determine your strength.

What do you think?

I think he was the devil in disguise possibly. Did you ever see reflections of him later? Like in the clouds, or trees?
 Quoting: Who is Blue Fairy


 Quoting: Swinging on Spirals


Don't believe everything you see on TV.

The devil has many lies.

The angels do not disguise themselves as devils, it's the other way around.
 Quoting: Who is Blue Fairy


The quote was from Meister Eckhart. And don't believe everything your church tells you.

Strange that the only two options you give is an entity from darkness or Jesus. So, if it was Jesus, why was he tricking Blaze? For you to think he may be of darkness, but then again maybe Jesus... wtf You sound extremely confused especially after JUST SAYING that angels do not disguise themselves as devils, but Jesus does?!

Anyway, I am more open minded and enjoy philosophy, even if it is quoted in a movie. But, whatever.

OK, I've got to say this because posts like yours rub me raw.

No shit we shouldn't believe everything seen on TV. I hate condescension, and sometimes it is even worse when people do not do it on purpose.

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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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Electromagnetic theories of consciousness



Human consciousness is actually wireless ... radical answer to questions that have vexed philosophers and scientists since Plato's time and, more recently, those on a quest for artificial intelligence: What is consciousness? How does the brain create intelligent thoughts? Do we have free will?


where does it originate from? well the answer is out there ... :)


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I'm puzzling whether the old man was of the darkness or of Jesus. It sounds like maybe the darkness, and he was trying to impress something on you, or determine your strength.

What do you think?

I think he was the devil in disguise possibly. Did you ever see reflections of him later? Like in the clouds, or trees?
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I don't think it was either of the two options you give.

I think I know what it was, but then again, I can't be absolutely assured of that.

The story is for you to draw your own conclusions from, just as I have.

The answers are out there, but it's the questions that drive us.
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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And as for these 'gifts' that I supposedly possess...

“Nothing in this world is a gift. Whatever has to be learned must be learned the hard way.”

“A warrior is never under siege. To be under siege implies that one has personal possessions that can be blockaded. A warrior has nothing in the world except his impeccability, and impeccability cannot be threatened.”

The only thing I possess in this world is the only thing each of us possess...our ability to be impeccable.
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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You sacrificed a lot when you did not eat for so long, then gave up your life in the pool. Jesus did recommend fasting in several of his talks, and he fasted for 40 days in the wilderness. Jesus said a man could do no greater thing than to lay down his life for his friends. I believe you said that the miracles started happening after?? Or have they always happened?

Also, I think the old man was an agent of the darkness, sent to access your strength. Sent by the devil. That's what I think based on what you saw on his head, and your general impression of him. You were spiritually discerning that he was not of God.

God sees all, the devil does not. Satan uses a network of people and objects to keep his tab of things.

The man may have been unwittingly sent to attempt to bring you into sin. He talked of white laced Irish, that was probably an attempt to bring out pride in you. Then, lest you fall to that, God allowed you to see what kind of person you were talking with.

Your "gifts" may indeed have been earned by much soul searching, but they seem to be ones mentioned in the Bible as gifts of the Holy Spirit, sent by God thru Jesus.

I have been through a lot myself or I would not even be able to have this conversation or know what little I know.

So, what happened with a man in a wheelchair, to return to you. Didn't you mention something about touching a man in a wheelchair and something happened?

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John 14:27
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
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I'm puzzling whether the old man was of the darkness or of Jesus. It sounds like maybe the darkness, and he was trying to impress something on you, or determine your strength.

What do you think?

I think he was the devil in disguise possibly. Did you ever see reflections of him later? Like in the clouds, or trees?
 Quoting: Who is Blue Fairy


 Quoting: Swinging on Spirals


Don't believe everything you see on TV.

The devil has many lies.

The angels do not disguise themselves as devils, it's the other way around.
 Quoting: Who is Blue Fairy


The quote was from Meister Eckhart. And don't believe everything your church tells you.

Strange that the only two options you give is an entity from darkness or Jesus. So, if it was Jesus, why was he tricking Blaze? For you to think he may be of darkness, but then again maybe Jesus... wtf You sound extremely confused especially after JUST SAYING that angels do not disguise themselves as devils, but Jesus does?!

Anyway, I am more open minded and enjoy philosophy, even if it is quoted in a movie. But, whatever.

OK, I've got to say this because posts like yours rub me raw.

No shit we shouldn't believe everything seen on TV. I hate condescension, and sometimes it is even worse when people do not do it on purpose.
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Sorry, do not mean to offend.
John 14:27
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
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I am still thinking about the old man. I am sure he was a test, an obstacle, sent by the devil for you to conquer, and God allowed it because he knew it would make you stronger.

Read Job in the Bible, the devil insisted on testing him, and God allowed it because he had faith in Job's faith.

You passed the test, and I think you knew it when he said he would not be seeing you again.
John 14:27
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
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You sacrificed a lot when you did not eat for so long, then gave up your life in the pool. Jesus did recommend fasting in several of his talks, and he fasted for 40 days in the wilderness. Jesus said a man could do no greater thing than to lay down his life for his friends. I believe you said that the miracles started happening after?? Or have they always happened?

Also, I think the old man was an agent of the darkness, sent to access your strength. Sent by the devil. That's what I think based on what you saw on his head, and your general impression of him. You were spiritually discerning that he was not of God.

God sees all, the devil does not. Satan uses a network of people and objects to keep his tab of things.

The man may have been unwittingly sent to attempt to bring you into sin. He talked of white laced Irish, that was probably an attempt to bring out pride in you. Then, lest you fall to that, God allowed you to see what kind of person you were talking with.

Your "gifts" may indeed have been earned by much soul searching, but they seem to be ones mentioned in the Bible as gifts of the Holy Spirit, sent by God thru Jesus.

I have been through a lot myself or I would not even be able to have this conversation or know what little I know.

So, what happened with a man in a wheelchair, to return to you. Didn't you mention something about touching a man in a wheelchair and something happened?
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Perhaps you are right. But you must understand that I can no longer view the world in that way. There are things about the bible and the christian faith that I do admire; as I told you I was raised in it and know it well. But in order to better navigate this world, I found a philosophy in the works of Castaneda that is more pragmatic, yet at the same time contains theories and principles essential to personal spiritual growth.

Unlikely events have happened from time to time throughout my life. Statistical anomalies if you will. The story I wrote about my friend Amy collapsing happened 4 years before I encountered the old man.

The incident with the guy in the wheelchair happened just days before. As for what exactly occurred, it wasn't anything special. We had a conversation and I felt compelled to touch his leg. I 'saw' him shiver. I was under the impression that he was paralyzed (I can't recall if that impression was accurate), so when I saw him shiver I simply told him that he would walk again.

This happened moments after I saw the 'flies' or the dark specs swarming around me for the second time. I've only, to this day, seen the swarm of 'dark gold dust' twice.

However, I wouldn't place much importance on this or my actions with the guy in the wheelchair. It's not as if he suddenly got up and started walking. He just looked shocked and I gave him my opinion about the future. Whether or not he walked again is between him and his impeccability to decide.

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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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I am still thinking about the old man. I am sure he was a test, an obstacle, sent by the devil for you to conquer, and God allowed it because he knew it would make you stronger.

Read Job in the Bible, the devil insisted on testing him, and God allowed it because he had faith in Job's faith.

You passed the test, and I think you knew it when he said he would not be seeing you again.
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I am familiar with Job. I'm glad I wasn't Job, because I certainly would have failed that test.

I can't count the times that I have indulged in anger and shook my fist at heaven while cursing God. That's a great example of controlled folly.
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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Who is Blue Fairy...

...this is for you.

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The world is sleeping in the dark
that the church just can't fight
cuz it's asleep in the light.
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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Who is Blue Fairy-

The reason, I believe, that modern Christianity has utterly failed to lead the majority of its practitioners to real spiritual growth is this:

Modern day practitioners of the faith believe that all they have to do is simply believe that Jesus died on the cross for their sins, and surrender their lives to him. In exchange, they will be rewarded with eternal life in heaven.

It's great in theory, but it's easy to say one believes in anything. Even it if is heartfelt in one moment of our lives, it is beyond rare for it to be a permanent condition. Complacency sets in, and that one moment of belief leads to a lifetime of overlooking the fact that death is the central force in having to believe anything.

Note the following:

“The trump card of the warrior is that he believes without believing. But obviously a warrior can’t just say he believes and let it go at that. That would be too easy. To just believe without any exertion would exonerate him from examining his situation. A warrior, whenever he has to involve himself with believing, does it as a choice. A warrior doesn’t believe, a warrior has to believe.”

“Death is the indispensable ingredient in having to believe. Without the awareness of death, everything is ordinary, trivial. It is only because death is stalking him that a warrior has to believe that the world is an unfathomable mystery. Having to believe in such a fashion is the warrior’s expression of his innermost predilection.”

We have to choose every moment to believe and act as if that choice was our last. Christians, all to often, treat that moment of proclaiming Jesus as their lord and savior as a confrontation with death...when it may have just been a moment of indulgence followed by many more moments of indulgence in a great many other things.
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 don't know or follow Castenada.

I follow Jesus, but I don't go to church anymore. People there did not seem to actually believe. You tell them you have Jesus, but over and over every Sunday, the whole purpose seemed to make us feel we did NOT have Jesus, and that we should accept Jesus. The same eight or ten sermons, recycled. And the same sermon came at the funerals of my parents. (Baptists)

Miracles were happening to me like they happened to you, and I needed time to figure it out.

I just read the Bible and pray.

I think I have the Holy Spirit.

Have you felt God work on your heart? I mean a physical sensation. Have you felt the washing?

And the gold dust, I saw it once, what is it?
John 14:27
"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."
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I don't know or follow Castenada.

I follow Jesus, but I don't go to church anymore. People there did not seem to actually believe. You tell them you have Jesus, but over and over every Sunday, the whole purpose seemed to make us feel we did NOT have Jesus, and that we should accept Jesus. The same eight or ten sermons, recycled. And the same sermon came at the funerals of my parents. (Baptists)

Miracles were happening to me like they happened to you, and I needed time to figure it out.

I just read the Bible and pray.

I think I have the Holy Spirit.

Have you felt God work on your heart? I mean a physical sensation. Have you felt the washing?

And the gold dust, I saw it once, what is it?
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I can't describe it better than what has already been written about it:

“Knowledge comes to a warrior, floating, like specks of gold dust, the same dust that covers the wings of moths. So for a warrior, knowledge is like taking a shower, or being rained on by specks of dark gold dust.”

It is extremely difficult to put into words. It is direct knowledge. It is total awareness...not of the universe...but of ourselves. It is like seeing and understanding every piece of ourselves in the same instant. And by every piece...I mean every piece...every natural disposition we personally have towards everything in our surrounding.

It is the mirror of self reflection shattered into millions of pieces. It is our awareness broken down into millions of pieces, yet still functioning as one unit.

It is the possibility of the impossible.
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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Are you speaking of the fact that everything is actually one or more spirits disguised as an object, and that nothing is real?

And that the dimensions are visible at times?
John 14:27
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Are you speaking of the fact that everything is actually one or more spirits disguised as an object, and that nothing is real?

And that the dimensions are visible at times?
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Not exactly.

Perception is flawed. Awareness is not. Yet they are two sides of the same coin.

Everything is everything. We won't ever figure it out because we simply don't have enough time to observe, reflect, and understand.

We do, however, have time to closely examine ourselves while we marvel at the endless mystery around us. In doing so, the spirit will reveal itself. Indeed, it has been doing so since the day we were born.
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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Soon after this time I graduated and in the spring of '01, moved to the city to look for a real job. I had become obsessed with Castaneda. I was focused I think more on finding my hands in my dreams than on getting a job. I was living with my sister temporarily while I looked for work. I would send out resume's, call people, and go to the nearby I Hop to drink coffee and read about the seven gates of dreaming. I reasoned at this point, that the spirit was real and verifiable. Therefore, I must pursue the spirit by any means necessary.

As a few weeks went by, I had been on this pursuit for what seemed like months, robotically writing down everything i could remember when I awoke from sleep. It was such a fierce effort that it began to pay off. My dreams were becoming more vivid. Not only that, but my recall was getting exponentially better. Every morning I was finding that I could remember two or three dreams back after waking. I began to notice that my recall process was taking place in a backwards way. I could recall the last dream first, then the dream before that, and likewise.

As the days past buy, I had a series of vivid dreams. The last of which took place in my high school. I was wondering around the school while class was in session. I knew i was supposed to be in a classroom but couldn't remember which one. I was getting frustrated. The harder I tried to remember, the more certain I was that there was something to remember, but what? I remember having the idea in my dream, ‘perhaps if i go to the office, they will be able to point me in the right direction'. As soon as I started to move towards the office, an extremely loud and disturbing voice shouted at me, as if he was standing a foot away from my ears "LOOK AT YOUR HANDS!!!!!!"

The voice startled me so badly, the entire dream froze on the scene of my high school just outside the library. Even my arms, which I could see as if by means of normal perception--they had froze in the frame-like view I could now distinguish as a dream. I slowly began to move my physical body, and was struck by the sensation of the location of my real arms. My physical arms were not or should not be located in the frozen view of my high school library that was still stuck to my mind. I opened my eyes to see my sisters apartment. It was 4 in the morning. I didn't return to sleep.


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One fall day in '01, I decided to sit down and meditate. The idea I believe was that any act, if sustained for a long enough time, will set in motion unbending intent.
So, thus, I reasoned, I should stop my internal dialogue for a long period of time. I should sustain silence, for that must be a powerful expression of unbending intent.

I lay down in bed, and stopped my dialogue. I held it for a long time. Maybe 20 minutes, maybe 40 minutes, maybe longer. I'm not sure, I didn't break out a timer or anything, since I aim to keep things simple. While in a state of total silence i began to drift through the sea of white specks that float in my mind. Somehow, I was able to hold onto consciousness by a thin thread but yet
allow my mind to gradually lose focus.

This resulted in a loud noise....deafening. As i was startled by the noise I quickly noticed a bubble-like object in front of me. I was drifting towards
it I noticed. Well, I wasn't comfortable drifting towards this thing, and I started my dialogue again and sat up. Only a second or two had passed when I decided 'what the hell', and laid back down and silenced my mind.

In less than 10 seconds, the deafening noise returned and startled me again.

Again the bubble was before me. This time, however, i could see inside the bubble. Inside it, was a view of what looked like a room. The carpeting in this room was orange. It had a couch, a table and walls and a roof obviously. There was a dark figure standing in front of the couch and behind
the table. This figure was a female figure, and was extremely blurry and vague, like a blob. I began to drift towards the bubble again- but this time i intended to stay where i was, an in a flash, the bubble had disappeared and again I was in a state of dark silence.


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While at the University in persuit of a geology degree, I, briefly, delved into the world of dreams once again. I was having a series of vivid dreams, sometime in the summer of '03. On one summer afternoon, I again decided to silence my dialogue and hang in a suspended state of silence for an extended period of time.

After a while, I was again floating in a sea of white speckles. Floating and being silent, applying all my concentration on not producing thoughts. I began to lose focus and, once again, what can only be described as a bubble appeared before me, this time with no accompanying noise. The bubble got larger, or I got closer, its hard to say which. But soon i was looking inside the bubble at
a street with a bus passing by. As the bubble got very close, the scene was focused on the rear of this bus as it was traveling away from me.

The bubble kept getting larger until it surrounded me and i found myself quite unrealistically in a dream staring at the bus driving away from me. I began to chase the bus like a dog, and quicky lost the lucidity of the dream. However, the dream changed forms, and it seemed like every
time the dream would change form, I gained back a portion of the lucidity I had lost as i entered the dream.

As the dream changed form for the last time I was at a masquerade ball. It was in some elevated area with no roof, open to the sky, but well lit. The floors and columns and walls were all lavish and the people lavishly dressed in the appropriate attire. I had complete lucidity at this
time, which is very rare for me in the dreaming world. I flew around that place with no regard for time or purpose, and soon woke up in a truly wondrous state of mind.

Last Edited by Jonny Blaze on 09/27/2012 06:34 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.
Swinging on Spirals

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09/30/2012 03:13 PM
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Holy crap, Jonny. I found a post of mine concerning the back haired girl we discussed, lol

Experiences...



She lies on a bed next to me. I lie on the floor with a blanket. I put my hand up to caress her face and notice that her hand has been pressed against my side in affection.

She says she has to go back to work at 11 pm and will be back at 7:30 am. She wants to call in sick. I experience incredible feelings of love for her. She comes down by my side. I tell her that I am really scared because I don’t feel that this is real, that I am afraid of losing the feeling of her lying next to me. She says the same thing, but not to worry. I cannot explain to her why I think this is a dream, but I know it is not a dream. We start kissing and the vibrations start. It’s like a shockwave through my body. It is so intense feeling her lips pressed against mine in the dark and feeling this love going through the both of us. The vibration begins a strobe like effect in my vision of the dream. I know that she is real and this is not a dream. I am scared. I am going to lose her. I cannot get rid of this nagging feeling that this might be just a dream. The vibrations feel familiar. That thought alone pulls me away from her. I am awake, but half-way still in the dream. I am bilocated, in two places at once. In one place I am lying in bed alone, vibrations streaming through my body. The other place I am trying to hold on to her, trying not to lose her.

A very disjointed feeling occurs. They are trying to trick me. It almost frightens me, but it doesn’t. I concentrate on the vibrations to try and get back to her. But I know it is just Them screwing with me. I tell Them that that is when we feel the most love; individually, intimately. One on One. We never feel that way collectively. It seems like that is what They wanted to know. I remember telling Them this...so They would let me back into the dream with her. Instead, I am pulled fully awake.

 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 1035245

"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.
Jonny Blaze (OP)

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Holy crap, Jonny. I found a post of mine concerning the back haired girl we discussed, lol

Experiences...



She lies on a bed next to me. I lie on the floor with a blanket. I put my hand up to caress her face and notice that her hand has been pressed against my side in affection.

She says she has to go back to work at 11 pm and will be back at 7:30 am. She wants to call in sick. I experience incredible feelings of love for her. She comes down by my side. I tell her that I am really scared because I don’t feel that this is real, that I am afraid of losing the feeling of her lying next to me. She says the same thing, but not to worry. I cannot explain to her why I think this is a dream, but I know it is not a dream. We start kissing and the vibrations start. It’s like a shockwave through my body. It is so intense feeling her lips pressed against mine in the dark and feeling this love going through the both of us. The vibration begins a strobe like effect in my vision of the dream. I know that she is real and this is not a dream. I am scared. I am going to lose her. I cannot get rid of this nagging feeling that this might be just a dream. The vibrations feel familiar. That thought alone pulls me away from her. I am awake, but half-way still in the dream. I am bilocated, in two places at once. In one place I am lying in bed alone, vibrations streaming through my body. The other place I am trying to hold on to her, trying not to lose her.

A very disjointed feeling occurs. They are trying to trick me. It almost frightens me, but it doesn’t. I concentrate on the vibrations to try and get back to her. But I know it is just Them screwing with me. I tell Them that that is when we feel the most love; individually, intimately. One on One. We never feel that way collectively. It seems like that is what They wanted to know. I remember telling Them this...so They would let me back into the dream with her. Instead, I am pulled fully awake.

 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 1035245

 Quoting: Swinging on Spirals


That was extremely....I can't think of a word. The bi-location. I've been there.

I'm thinking of the woman in black inside the bubble...in my own experience. Strange. I need to pass this over to my subconscious mind.
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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09/30/2012 03:37 PM
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i will quote here a post about my experience with OBE:

First i encountered talk of these things when i started reading Castaneda back in 2003. At that time my consciousness was stuck at the level of the abstract mind. I wanted to understand all existence, but with the mind. The heart/intuition was submerged at a more subconscious level.

The description of the structure of the reality by don Juan was the most coherent i had read at that point from the abstract point of view. It did not present any contradictions and resonated deeply at some level.

The part about the Art of Dreaming made sense at the abstract level, and although i did not had a direct experience, I opened myself to that realm.

Although, I did not try any specific technique to achieve this, only directed my abstract intention toward that direction. The resistance of my inner self to any outside techniques is a a general approach throughout my spiritual search. I did not try meditation, yoga, prayer or any other kind of outward techniques, because a silent inner voice always told me that this was not essential, and all that one should do must come from the inside.

After that I started to have periods of intense dreams but not what could be technically called OBE. Around 5 years later I had the first OBE. Unexpectedly, during a dream, I became conscious of my body and i felt a magnetic sensation, starting from the feet, of my body going upwards. My rational mind was completely in shock, it could not believe that this is happening, and while i was around 30 centimeters above my body, I forcedly opened my eyes to see if it is really happening. The first image I saw was of a fractured reality, like pieces of a broken mirror. At that time i was not centered in the Heart.

Few years later, I started to identify myself with the Heart Centre. It was more or less a natural occurrence that i started feeling my energy centres as a kind of magnetic pulsation.

The next two OBE experiences were both triggered by the activation of the Heart centre.
The first one happened inside a dream in a moment when i saw a kind of snake coming from the mouth of the woman. Instinctively, my heart centre activated and the next thing was that i was again conscious of my energetic (etheric) body going upwards. This time, there was no fear because feeling the heart centre pulsating gave me an inner calm/courage. But again, as i was not seeing anything, my mind was obsessed with opening the eyes to confirm what i felt was happening. But trying to concentrate upon opening the eyes, made me lose my focus in the heart, from where i had a feeling of controlling my energetic body. In the end, my mind managed to comput a basic simulacre of reality, but at that point i knew that i could not control the flight anymore, and i felt that i was already going to far of my physical body, and i decided to wake up.

The last experience was a full one. I woke up in the middle of the night, and after i opened my eyes i closed them again for going back to sleep. With my eyes closed suddenly i herd a crystal clear sound of a spring and some birds singing and shortly afterwards i felt again my heart centre. It was so surreal that i opened my eyes. I was convinced that i was in a waking state, and what i saw was perfectly real.
But when i got out of bed, I understood that i was not in the waking state. I could not feel my body as usual, instead i felt a magnetic sensation in my feet, something close to drifting on ice. The moving was not made by the feet, but from the locus of the heart centre.
I went to the other room where a friend was sleeping, i flew a little, i woke him up, we had a little laugh about the situation. And then i went to a wall trying to test my 'powers'. I was convinced that i could get my hand through the wall, but to my surprise when i touched the wall it was the same sensation like in waking reality, perfectly solid.
At that moment i thought to myself something like: "of course it is solid if i think it is solid, if i want to move through it i have to imagine it is not solid"

And immediately after that thought i opened my eyes and i was in bed, awake this time. I took this experience to be some kind of preview, to know that it is possible. Also the fact that it was a fully-featured experience that i did not invoked, nor did i decided when to end it (with my ego consciousness that is) proved to my that this kind of stuff is controlled by the Higher-Self or Spirit.

After this i realized the following:
- all the books about astral travel and OBE that i browsed do not mention the essential factor for this kind of stuff - the Heart centre
- instead they sell you different 'proved' techniques that focus on outside tricks for the mind - listening special kinds of music/sounds, trying to visualize different stuff etc etc.
-maybe those techniques work for 'forcing' your etheric body outside your physical one. But what i know for sure is that if you are not really grounded in your Heart centre, you do not have any sort of protection from lower astral entities, and you are exposing yourself to those influences.
- and for one centered in the heart, this kind of experiences happen if they have to happen, and they are decided at a Higher level.
- it might be possible to reach a level when you can go by will in these realms. But I am not there. And also i know for sure, that without a pure heart, venturing in these realms is extremely risky.
- of course the way i felt the experiences might not be the only way for a one with pure heart. But i tend to believe that the locus of the heart centre is absolutely essential for one given to the Path with the Heart.

So, for those on the Path with a Heart, and i tell this from my Heart, what is written above is all there is to say about things like astral travel and OBE. Not books of hundreds pages explaining various external techniques of how to achieve this. They are of another Path. For the ones who stay in the Heart, if it has to happen it will happen when it will have to happen, and there is nothing more than that.
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Excellent post andreidita.

I became very wary about dreaming because I finally understood that I was forcing the matter.

I believe that to be a fluid dreamer one needs a certain talent for it and one needs to develop that talent in a way natural to them...in the most enjoyable way. In a way that doesn't make you work at enjoying it.

That is the path with most heart.

I am interested in dreaming, but I believe my natural talent lies elsewhere. I think I may get there myself eventually, but it must come with a balance I have yet to achieve with my dreaming attention.

I had a dream last night where I was in a house full of my relatives, though I didn't recognize any of them. I heard my mom talking about investing strategies.

I decided to go up to the third floor of the building I was in to take a shower. As I climbed the steps the dream became more lucid. Then suddenly I couldn't see very well. I was kneeling on the stairs, feeling my way up. The image was broken sort of like a mirror...and the only lucidity in the dream was the feeling of touching the guard railing on the stairs. As I struggled to get up to look around, I ended up waking up.

Last Edited by Jonny Blaze on 09/30/2012 03:52 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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10/01/2012 01:50 PM

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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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