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I have always been curious about this question if there is something after we die. One way to be able to explore this is regression. What I find interesting is that there is self regression these days also so people can simply try this out for free from their own living room by themselves. Here some examples.

First a regression session by Brian Weiss who is an expert in the field of regression and has been so for several decades. He is the author of the bestselling book Many Lives, Many Masters.
Brian Weiss: Past-Life Regression Session (read the notes ABC in case you cannot concentrate)
https://youtu.be/uQsWreQ-vcQ?si=xEEz8Y7UQEGbYyAr

In addition to Brian Weiss his regression video we share another regression session you can do at home by Mira Kelley. Mira is the author of the best selling book: Beyond Past Lives: What Parallel Realities Can Teach Us about Relationships, Healing, and Transformation. In this video she explains the subject shortly and in the second half she does a regression session with the audience that you can join from your own living room. So for all of those who are curious about exploring their own multidimensional aspects. Sit back, relax and do some self regression! (The regression part starts after 20 min.)
"Transforming Your Life Through Regression" Mira Kelley at Wanderlust's Speakeasy
https://youtu.be/ZLzl0hdf8Os?si=wZWO2HCSu4cLVMzv

I have had some strange yet interesting results that I have shared earlier in the Experiencers reddit.
Meeting 5 tall translucent blue beings with a light core on a self regression from Brian Weiss.

Curious to hear if other people have tried this or would like to try it out for themselves.
And if people have tried it out, what have been your experiences?

In May 1953, inside the notorious Old Bilibid Prison in Manila, 17-year-old Clarita Villanueva was arrested for vagrancy. What followed became one of the most thoroughly documented and inexplicable high-strangeness cases in modern history. Within days of her imprisonment, guards and medical staff watched in absolute horror as fresh, bleeding bite marks manifested on her body—appearing in impossible-to-reach places while her hands were fully restrained and under observation.

What separates this from typical folklore is the sheer scale of official verification. The Mayor of Manila, Arsenio Lacson, intervened and ordered her brought to the city morgue. Sitting just inches away, holding Clarita's hands tightly in his own to prevent any self-harm, the mayor watched in disbelief as new bite marks formed instantly on her fingers and neck right before his eyes. A panel of nearly 100 doctors, psychiatrists, and journalists examined her, running every known test, yet science completely failed to provide an explanation.

Even more bizarrely, a young girl from a remote province who previously spoke only local dialects suddenly began shouting fluently in English during the violent episodes, describing her invisible tormentors as towering, dark, hair-matted entities. The ordeal finally ended after an intense multi-day intervention led by American missionary Lester Sumrall, culminating in a harrowing moment when a clump of jet-black curly hair was found clutched tightly in her unconscious fist.

When I was researching and writing my book on traditional possession lore, I sifted through countless historical archives and local accounts, but stumbling upon the Clarita Villanueva files genuinely unsettled me on a different level. It sits in that terrifying gray area where medical science hits a wall, official government records collide with the occult, and human witnesses are forced to confront something entirely beyond comprehension.

Joseph Burkes MD 

“Each object produces a unique signature.”

Introduction: In this report I describe a mechanism of contact with UFO associated non-human intelligence. From the many comments made on social media in response, I have learned that the topic of telepathic communication involving tinnitus is very difficult for Experiencers to discuss. This is due in part to the impact on the authorities’ de facto policy of ridicule and denial concerning Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena. Thus, it has been extremely difficult for witnesses to broach the sensitive topic of telepathic communication. Fortunately, the situation has been changing as society is starting to become more open on what in the past have been considered to be forbidden topics. 

In 1993, I travelled into the Volcanic Zone near Mexico City as part of a Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind (CE-5) investigation. “CE-5” can also be designated as a “Human Initiated Contact Event” (HICE). While in Mexico, I had a number of remarkable sightings. One night I witnessed a large silent triangular craft that signaled at our team. On another occasion in broad daylight at close range, I saw a metallic disc with rectangular windows as it flew past three members of our group.

My Level of Contact Increased after Mexico. 

On returning to Los Angeles, I was very excited about what I had experienced in Mexico. I was eager to share with anyone who was willing to listen. During the weeks after arriving back to the States, I had several different kinds of “High Strangeness” experiences. I had two personal UFO sightings in broad daylight. In addition, during volunteer contact work in the Malibu Hills with my LA CE-5 team, an anomalous sound tracked through our research site. I also started experiencing a recurring ringing in the ears that seemed to represent communication.

“Ringing in the ears” is a common complaint. 

Tinnitus, or ringing in the ears is a common complaint associated with a wide range of ear disorders. Over the years I had occasionally experienced tinnitus, usually after hearing a very loud noise. The ringing never was very strong nor did it last long. In years past in the medical clinics, I had a small number of elderly patients that complained of tinnitus. Usually, they had degenerative conditions of the inner ear.

In my four decades of internal medicine practice, I have never encountered a patient who told me that the ringing was brought on by a specific topic of discussion. As outrageous as it may seem, this is what happened to me when I returned from the Mexico in 1993. I actually heard a stereotypical ringing when talking about UFOs. By sharing this report, I imagine that I join other UFO witnesses that have learned from personal experience an important aspect of how UFO intelligence communicates. And yet I can provide absolutely no proof that any communication has occurred.

A Chance to Talk about my Mexican Adventure 

As part of my duties as a Kaiser ER physician, I had the opportunity to work several shifts per month at our company’s corporate office. It was kind of a treat to get away from the ambulance area and do semi-administrative work.

The Case Coordination Center was an office in Pasadena that received phone calls from hospitals all over Southern California. When Kaiser patients presented at outside ERs, those that was not part of our health plan, the non-Kaiser doctors were required to call us at the Pasadena office to discuss the case. If the patients were stable, we transferred them to our Kaiser medical facilities. It was all done over the phone. This job was a nice break from the stressful conditions of direct patient care in the ER. The nurses and clerical staff in the Pasadena office were very friendly. Another perk was that our corporate HQ had a cafeteria where the food was far superior to the usual hospital fare that I dined on at my Kaiser ER job.

The Strange Ringing Only Occurred While Talking About UFOs.

When there were no calls coming in, I had a chance to chat with my co-workers about what had happened in Mexico. To my utter surprise each time I spoke about UFOs, I noticed a strange ringing in my ears. It was not like the tinnitus that I had experienced after noise exposure. Instead of being high pitched, this anomalous ringing sound was low in pitch and very loud at first. However, after a few seconds, the volume dropped off considerably. Within a minute the ringing completely disappeared, only to recur immediately after I started up another conversation about flying saucers. In the course of a 24-hour shift, I heard the stereotypical tinnitus about a half-dozen times, but never when speaking about any other subject.

I Was in Excellent Health. 

I felt perfectly fine while all this was taking place. I was not suffering from any symptoms of ear pathology. There was no loss of hearing, no ear pain and no dizziness. According to my conventional medical training, tinnitus is a symptom linked to a specific disease process. It is not supposed to occur with conversations about any particular subject, nor be triggered by any kind of specific mental activity. Ringing in the ears is not considered by medical science to be some kind of auditory hallucination.

I had just spent a week travelling to Mexico and participating in an intense contact program. On several occasions, I had been just a few hundred feet from what we believed were “ET spacecraft.” During our work in Mexico, we had spent long hours in meditation to facilitate telepathic communication with UFO intelligence. Could the powerful consciousness link that we had established during fieldwork still be intact on my return to the States? Was my tinnitus serving as a kind of primitive communication between an unseen non-human intelligence and me?

Tinnitus in Contrast to Direct Telepathic Communication 

From the UFO literature, I knew that I wasn’t the first flying saucer experiencer to describe tinnitus as being associated with close encounters. The ringing in my ears however was truly bizarre. It happened when I was merely talking about UFOs. Fortunately, this was not particularly bothersome. There was actually a kind of playful quality to the experience. In my opinion, it was certainly less threatening than full blown mind-to-mind communication of a “voice in the head.” Perhaps a little ringing was deemed by UFO intelligences the limit of “what I was able to handle.”

Direct telepathic communication (another’s voice in one’s head) I suppose can be quite intrusive. As it is considered to be a symptom of schizophrenia, I imagine that most contact experiencers wouldn’t want to openly discuss it. Accusations of their being insane would likely ensue.

TELEPATHY MAY REQUIRE SPECIALIZED TRAINING

My guess is that if an individual were selected by UFO intelligence to have direct telepathic communication, then a program of careful preparation would be required. I have met a few people that claimed to have, or I strongly suspected that they had, direct telepathic communication with non-human intelligence. In each of these rare individuals, there was evidence from their personal histories that they had indeed received an extensive program of psychic and spiritual training. I presume that such training helped them deal with the potentially frightening high strangeness aspects of direct telepathic communication.

In my particular case, after just a few weeks, the episodes of tinnitus linked to speaking about the UFO subject became less frequent and eventually stopped completely. Over the next few years, only on very rare occasions did I hear ringing, and it didn’t seem to have any particular communication significance. The “symptom”, or better expressed “the sensation,” was pretty much absent for several years when it came back in a strikingly comical fashion.

A DOCUMENTARY ABOUT NUCLEAR SUBMARINES SET THE STAGE

During the 1980s I was an activist in the group Physicians for Social Responsibility (PSR). We carried out an educational campaign about the dangers the nuclear arms race. Our physicians’ peace organization gave lectures about the devastating effects of H-bomb explosions on American and Soviet cities if nuclear war occurred. PSR members became familiar with the various types of delivery systems for atomic weapons. These included submarines, jet-bombers and land-based missiles.

Several years after I returned from the Volcanic Zone near Mexico City, I watched with great interest a special documentary. For the first time in history a film crew had been allowed inside a US atomic submarine equipped with nuclear missiles. The reporter interviewed one sonar specialist about the highly sophisticated equipment onboard.

From the Navy technician, I learned that by using advanced sonar any object under the water could be detected and identified with great accuracy. I remember snuggling in bed, watching the program in which a crewman said that each type of vessel, each object, produces a unique sonar signature. Suddenly out of nowhere a loud low-pitched ringing, sounded in my right ear. It lasted for just a few seconds, then decreased in volume and disappeared. Once again, the consciousness link was apparently in evidence. My old “friend” had returned and at the best possible moment for didactic purposes. It was so astounding, so outrageously funny that I threw off the covers, sat up in bed and laughed out loud.

Ongoing consciousness/mind-based communications appears to be a regular part of the contact experience. I suspect that my old one-liner is still true, “Once you join the contact underground you will never be lonely again.”

A Benedictine monk named Father Pellegrino Ernetti claimed that he had helped develop a machine capable of observing historical events. Called the Chronovisor, it supposedly allowed its operators to watch the past without physically travelling through time.

According to his account, the team included Enrico Fermi and Wernher von Braun. Ernetti claimed to have witnessed a speech by Cicero, a performance of a lost Roman play, and the crucifixion of Jesus. The story also alleged that the Vatican had concealed the device because of the danger it posed to human privacy and freedom.

But the evidence is where the account starts to unravel:

• The supposed photograph of Jesus was challenged for its resemblance to an existing image of a sculpture of the crucified Christ.

• The text of the lost Roman play he allegedly recovered also faced authenticity questions.

• No independently verifiable demonstration or sufficiently detailed construction plans emerged.

• Accounts of Ernetti’s final statements conflict, including a disputed claim that he admitted fabricating the story.

Father François Brune remained a prominent supporter, but his advocacy does not independently establish that the machine existed. Nor do speculative ideas about time in physics demonstrate that a device could retrieve arbitrary scenes from history.

I made a video examining the claims, the disputed evidence, and how the story became attached to wider legends about the Vatican. It covers an unverified story, not a confirmed invention.

I know this may not be the perfect sub. But I just have to get this off my chest.

We were walking home from hanging out. I’m walking him back to his house, we’re catching up, talking about life.

We arrive at his street, and it’s time to say goodbye. I say goodbye, tell him I miss him, and turn around. A second after we depart I turn back, to ask him:

“Hey dude, what’s it like out there?”

The question upsets him. He turns around to go into his house, and I follow him, waiting for an answer.

He sits down in his house, but it’s not his house. It’s a cell. With me standing outside of it, he finally answers:

“I’m fucking alone, man.”

I’m not religious at all, but the answer was so devastating I immediately got down on my knees and prayed to god

“Please god, take my friend Bryan…”

And I wake up.

Very sad. I’m tearing up now typing it out. Don’t know how to interpret it.

You may or may not have heard about something called Project Monarch; and if you haven’t, then you are probably a little bit out of context as to why people believe so vehemently that Alien Abductions are actually a Government program of some sort. Also, if you have heard about it before, then theres also unfortunately a chance that you heard it from someone like Kurt Metzger, who shamelessly quotes Credo Mutwa’s ‘Reptillian Agenda’ book… so… Here is the book I am basing most of this on:

https://archive.org/details/operation-mind-control-researchers-edition-walter-bowart

Here are some other sources that I mention:

Deposition of Paul Bonacci - https://youtu.be/W1qnZwgQCB0?si=qY9kI1tclfJZPL15

Live Q&A with Michael Hererra - https://www.youtube.com/live/AyA2SfFK89Q?si=9oSO2yY0Gud4MZeb

Trigger warning, if it wasnt obvious, this lil doc I threw together has some very unsettling testimony of severe child sexual abuse, trauma-based psychosis, human trafficking, government experimentation on minors, Nazi medical experiments and concentration-camp parallels, forced drug use, electroshock, dissociation, and detailed explanations of self-harm and suicide.

If you want to watch the video below, I’m about to run you through an 800 page book, a novel, and multiple whistleblower testimonies, plus actual depositions under oath; and I tried to condense it into about an hour. I show all my receipts, and I DO NOT USE AI.

Since y’all seem to want every single point that I am going to talk about, below are some basic points that you can takeaway from my research, and if you want the connections spelled out then you will have to give me more time.

Michael Herrera, a Marine rifleman present during the 2009 Padang earthquake response, describes an unmarked craft loading shipping-container-sized units he later learned contained “P3 assets” or “Pink assets”, because the assets are looked at as “human meat”. He is NOT the only whistleblower who spoke about this, but researchers have done the grunt work in verifying many parts of his testimony. Paul Bonacci’s testimony has nothing and everything to do with UFOs and Little Green Men… way back when his testimony was investigated by former FBI agent Ted Gunderson, his deposition is available online, it’s a pretty disturbing video.. he was abused as a baby, molested by an Air Force officer as a child, funnelled into a program that makes MKULTRA look like ‘child’s play’.. this was a rogue element within the government that was trying to, and succeeded in, taking over massive swathes of the US. They seeded their victims into hollywood and politics, there are dozens of testimonies and official statements backing all this up. One of the main things they did ? Drug children and dress them up in Disney costumes like Tinker Bell and Peter Pan(which is a weird thing we also see in the Epstein Files, but I dont get into that here), then set up fake abduction scenarios in caves in Colorado and other places where they would over time create a critical mass of Manchurian Candidates.

This stuff makes MKULTRA look like a high school group project. My video essay for those who are curious. I’m not some wannabe influencer, I have like 25 subs because I occasionally post my research in this format. I think this is just such a messed up kind of thing that I feel like people need to know about it.

https://youtu.be/fMnRswnLrxo?si=DLa7HuHj3WMehPs1

Heads up first, I used AI for the visuals and the narration, so if that's not your thing this one probably isn't for you, no hard feelings.

This one covers Loki's three kids with the giantess Angrboda. Jormungand gets thrown into the sea and grows until it wraps around the whole world, Hel gets cast down to rule the dead, and Fenrir gets raised in Asgard until even the gods are scared of him. Two massive chains snap, so the dwarves make Gleipnir out of six impossible things, and Tyr pays for it with his hand.

I tried something different this time and told the whole thing as a comic, mostly following Snorri's Prose Edda. Would love to hear what you think about the format.

VIDEO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TkxNVUtHqFc

We are a small team of field researchers from Belarus (Ufocom group): Evgeny Shaposhnikov, an electronics engineer, and Ilya Butov, a geneticist with a PhD. For about 25 years we have been going to places where strange stories come from and checking them on site.

Lake Ilginia is a tiny forest lake in the Blue Lakes region of northern Belarus (border of the Myadel and Postavy districts), sitting at the bottom of a deep thermokarst hollow. A legend recorded by a local historian in 1981 says that after a hot day, at midnight, under a waning moon, two white pillars rise over the water: the souls of two lovers burned in boats. Girls even told fortunes by which way the pillars drifted.

On the night of August 20, 2017, after a downpour, we went down to the shore with a flashlight. Fog was creeping across the water toward one point in the middle of the lake. The wind picked up, the fog twisted into a spiral, and a column about as tall as a man rose out of it. It broke away, spun around its own axis and glided across the surface to the northwest for five or six seconds before dissolving near the shore. Our watches showed 00:04. The camera was running, but it captured only darkness and our voices.

To be honest about what we think: the pillar did not glow (we were lighting it), and it looked like fog twisted by wind inside the hollow. But it appeared exactly when the legend says it should. So the legend may not have come from nowhere: people probably saw the same thing long ago and explained it with burning boats.

In the film we also cover the witnesses we interviewed in the surrounding villages, the pranks staged for tourists at night, and fireball reports from the neighboring lakes. All photos and video are our own field footage; scenes nobody filmed are shown as pencil-style reconstructions made with AI.

Full documentary (28 min): https://youtu.be/jjPaGkPX63Y

Has anyone seen fog behave like this over water, especially moving as a single column?

Walked outside this morning and discovered this dead crow on the second step of our back porch. No visible injuries or blood. Just sitting there, almost perfectly balanced, with its head tilted to the side.
No idea how it got there or what happened to it.
And of course, today happens to be Friday the 13th.
I’m not particularly superstitious, but this is some horror movie shit.

It's finally here! "An Anthology of American Strangeness, Vol. 3" is now available on Amazon! This volume features deep dives into 20+ bizarre and largely forgotten episodes from America's past, highlighting topics such as "Ghost Planes, Demon Hounds and Dogmen"! I'm thrilled to finally share this book with you, and thank everyone who has supported my ongoing research into all things weird in the USA! Check it out here in paperback and on Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HRNYTR3S

I Cannot Explain What Happened: Ten Very Close Encounters with Extraterrestrial Humanoids

by Preston Dennett

While the UFO coverup collapses under the weight of its own lies, the catalogue of humanoid encounters continues to grow, showing undeniably that humans are not alone in this universe. The huge number of cases coming from people all over the world makes it clear that our planet is being visited by extraterrestrials of many types. This video presents ten fascinating firsthand cases of direct ET contact. We are not alone!

TIME STOOD STILL. On the night of  November 7, 1954, Philip Morava (a 13-year-old orphan from Croydon, England) was guarding his rabbit hutch because his baby rabbits had been mysteriously disappearing. Suddenly, a tiny UFO zoomed very close to him and darted off. That night, Philip became quite ill. One night later, he was visited by strange figures who not only cured him, but left him with incredible psychic ability.

THE FIGURE OF A MAN. On August 8, 1957, two couples were boating in the Fiji Islands when a UFO hovered 20 feet above the water. A man emerged from the craft and struck them with a beam of light which left the dazzled and weak. The craft then darted away. Unknown to them, many other people, including boaters and people on the island, were also seeing UFOs in the area.

THEY WERE FRIENDLY. At 7:30am on November 7, 1957, truckdriver Malvin Stevens drove along Highway 19 near House, Mississippi when an egg-shaped UFO landed on the road in front of him. Malvin exited his car and three short humanoids exited the UFO. Malvin tried to communicated to communicate with the ETs, but they spoke in an unintelligible language. He shook hands with one of them, and they returned to the craft and departed.

THE GURGLING ALIENS. One morning in November 1959, two young soldiers were on duty outside of the small town of Tarland, Scotland when two 8-foot-tall humanoids making strange gurgling sounds approached them. The two soldiers fled in fear, but as they ran away, a UFO appeared behind them and swooped down over their heads before darting away.

APPLE ORCHARD ALIENS. On the week of April 28 to May 6, several employees at a large apple orchard in Selah, Washington reported strange UFOs overhead, including a mothership releasing smaller craft. On one the evenings, a young man driving through the area saw a glowing light in the woods. He stopped his car and was approached by five short humanoids, leaving him badly traumatized.

LIKE A ZOMBIE. One night in 1968, a couple drove on State Hwy 1 near Wairakei, New Zealand when they saw a strange figure alongside the road. The figure wore a loose-fitting, full-body, dark blue jumpsuit and helmet with visor. Both witnesses were convinced the figure was not human and they drove off in fear.

I SHALL NEVER FORGET. One night in 1973, Zenon C Rios (age 18) had a disagreement with his family and they kicked him out of the apartment in Divinopolis, Brazil. Zenon decided to hide on the roof and later sneak back into the home. But that night, a UFO came down and hovered overhead. Inside he saw two humanish-looking ETs who pulled him into the craft. He blacked out. When he woke up back on the roof, he received a surprise that left him absolutely amazed.

THE SMILING ALIEN. On the night of October 27, 1984, a mother and son were skywatching outside their farmhouse in Park Rapids, Minnesota. Suddenly two UFOs appeared. Oddly, the son became bored and walked inside. The mother remained outside and had a face-to-face encounter with a gray alien.

I GOT THE FEELING HE WAS SAD. One night in October 2000, a lady was driving to her home in rural Spring Hill, Kansas around 1am when a UFO showed up and paced her car. It soon disappeared. She went to bed, but woke up to find an eerie silence enveloping the house. Looking outside, she saw a gray alien examining her property. Then it turned and looked at her. A short telepathic communication followed. The woman forgot the encounter for many years until one day, she remembered everything.

I CANNOT EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED. One night in March 2005, a 13-year-old boy awoke in his home in rural Opelika, Alabama to see a strange light shining in through the window. Looking outside he saw a massive flying saucer hover over a nearby pond. The next thing he knew, it was morning. He told his mother and forgot the incident. Years later, he brought up the encounter and his mother astonished him by revealing shocking new details about the encounter.

These ten humanoid encounters are only the tip of the iceberg, and yet they provide a large enough r sample to provide an accurate representation of what it’s like to experience face-to-face contact with extraterrestrials. There are too many cases to ignore. The truth can no longer be denied. We are not alone!

I Cannot Explain What Happened: Ten Very Close Encounters with Extraterrestrial Humanoids

This builds on an earlier post I have written, which draws on 13 years of firsthand experience with dreams and lucid dreams. It covers nested dreams, how dream environments work, and how their inhabitants behave. I highly recommend reading that first for additional context.

My earlier study of dream and astral environments

This is based on almost 14 years of firsthand practical experience. I'll share with you how I AP and what it's like. I can only speak to my experience. If I sound absolute at times, it's just for the sake of being practical.

I've been studying dreams for about as long as I've been practicing astral projection. As I explained in my earlier post, I've developed extremely strong dream recall over the years. I can remember my dreams from start to finish, including the context and the order in which things happened.

Lucidity is separate. I estimate my success rate at roughly 30-40%, if deliberate effort is made prior to sleeping. Most nights I simply sleep without attempting anything unusual, and I suspect allowing the brain to rest without repeatedly inducing lucidity is actually beneficial.

Dream memories can fade over the years, just like memories of waking life. That distinction matters here because my memory of astral projection works very differently.

Just for brief background: I'm a 31-year-old man, married for nearly a decade. I have spent the last several years working in finance, primarily investment banking. I'm not a scientist, doctor, or therapist. None of my experiences have ever been substance-induced. I don't use drugs, smoke, drink alcohol, or even drink coffee these days. I've never suffered from schizophrenia, psychosis, or any similar condition.

I got into astral projection out of grief, after losing my mother around the age of 14. I feel blessed that I could comfort her as she took her last breaths, though she was too sedated to carry actual conversation. Our last real conversation prior was an argument. I was rude, spoiled, and ungrateful to someone I still look up to, and it ate away at me. I wanted a chance to see her again and make things right.

I was agnostic, almost an atheist, but open to being wrong. AP didn't come naturally to me, and I had no gift for mediumship or anything psychic. I started practicing around 17 or 18. I'd heard about it through religions in my culture and random videos on YouTube. I'd never heard of Robert Monroe or read a book on the subject. As a consequence, my initial practice was very crude and DIY.

For roughly 8-10 months, I practiced what I now know as the direct method. I spent several hours a day meditating, usually between 2-4h.

I had no background in meditation or anything of the sort, so it was very difficult. My entire body would ache, twitch, itch, or spasm. When I started, I could only manage 20-minute sessions because everything hurt. Eventually I could sit for an hour, then 2, then 3, then 4. I don't mean to suggest that everyone needs to do the same, I’m just sharing what I did.

Eventually, I developed a strange ability. While meditating, I became capable of separating my arms from my physical body. What struck me as strange was that it happened without a full separation or any vibrations. I've never heard anyone describe the same thing. My physical arms and hands would still be resting on my knees while I moved a second pair of arms and hands. It's difficult to describe, but it felt like having four arms. I could feel my physical arms and hands the entire time and still move the second pair. It was much more distinct than a vague feeling that my arms were floating. I could articulate the joints, curl the fingers into a fist, and feel them touch the palm of a hand that didn't physically exist.

At some point I began trying this while lying down as well. I could still separate my arms and part of a foot, but I couldn't get any farther. Eventually, I began to experience the famous vibrational stage. At that age, I had no idea what I was experiencing. I didn't know what the vibrational stage was or that it was a normal part of the process, so it freaked me out.

I quickly realized that all of this would be for nothing if I couldn't get over that fear, so I began thinking about how to overcome it. I noticed that I only practiced during the day or in the afternoon. I never did it at night. The thought of closing my eyes in the dark and trying to leave my body freaked me out. I also noticed that I always meditated with my back close to a wall. I came to see that as a defense mechanism. Leaving my back exposed made me vulnerable.

I forced myself to start meditating alone in the dark, in the middle of our living room. I made sure I was fully exposed, with plenty of open, dark space around me.

At first, I found this terrifying. I remember shaking and hearing noises around me. Every little creak in the house would startle me.

A brief observation about paranormal activity. Once I began making progress in my practice, before I'd ever fully left my body, my aunt and uncle began experiencing paranormal activity in their house. These are their accounts. They described doors unlocking on their own, things falling off counters, things roaming through the house, closets opening and closing, and strange noises. Interestingly enough, I never experienced the activity myself. I might have heard a door slam at some point, but my aunt and uncle were the ones witnessing these things. Eventually, they questioned me about what I'd been doing. They didn't reprimand me or anything of the sort. They simply told me what had been happening, along with other things they'd noticed. My uncle, a very boring accountant, said he had seen my mother walking through the halls, in addition to the other things I've already described. The two of them witnessed many of these events at the same time. The activity never felt hostile to them, but they were clearly experiencing very strange things. I personally noticed very little.

Several months into my practice, something very strange happened. Listen, if this sort of thing freaks you out, this is the part you might want to skip. I'm going to give the full context of my first experience. Later I'll discuss subsequent experiences, what they feel like, and some of what I've had the opportunity to study. This is how it started, and it was not pleasant.

My uncle and aunt took a trip to the ocean for their wedding anniversary, leaving me alone in the house for a few days. I figured it was the perfect chance to meditate in private. I was pretty obsessed with getting this to work by then. One evening, I sat on my bed and turned off the light. I'd come to prefer meditating in the dark because the light distracted me. The vibrations weren't especially strong that night, and I wasn't sleepy. Early in the session, I felt a sudden “clunk,” almost like whiplash.

When I opened my eyes, I was still sitting in bed in the same position. My body felt stiff, and I could see in the dark. The TV was still playing reruns of Ink Master, and everything in the room was where I expected it to be. The room had a glow, as though it were lit by a full moon, and the image and colors were so clear, it felt like seeing for the first time.

As I started to get up, I noticed a tall shadow figure in the corner of my room, watching me. It was about the size of a tall man and so black that it stood out even in the dark. I could clearly see arms. I couldn't make out a face, and I wasn't sure about its legs. It looked as though some kind of veil or cloak might have been covering them.

Before I could do anything, it rushed right up to my face. It was so close it could have kissed me. I wanted to shit myself. It grabbed me by the neck, forced me onto my back against the bed, and started choking me. I could feel every one of its fingers on my neck, and I truly felt like I was going to die. People say you can't feel pain in the astral, but this is not my experience. It felt indistinguishable from physical reality.

I started praying and calling out for Jesus, Mary, and my guardian angels, but nothing came to help. My back then began to arch as if someone were lifting me by the middle of it. My chest rose, my arms dropped, and so did my legs. It felt as though I were suspended in the air by my lower back.

The figure itself hadn't made a sound. I then heard slow, loud footsteps coming from the kitchen. “Plock plock plock.” They sounded almost like high heels. For a second, I thought my aunt had come home and was checking on me because she'd heard the noise. Soon I remembered that I was alone in the house.

My uncle and aunt rarely traveled. Both have physical disabilities that make it difficult to go out, and my aunt even worked from home. Over the years that I lived with them, there was almost always someone in the house. They'd made a special effort to go away for their anniversary. Looking back, the timing of these events feels deliberate. It specifically waited for the one time in years where the house was empty, and I don't think this is a coincidence. It amplified the feeling of - There's no one coming to save you, and there's no one in this house that can help.

I bent my neck upward and then to the right to see where the sound was coming from. A man walked into the room while I was still arched up in the air. For a moment, I thought it might be Jesus answering my prayer. He was a tall white man with a neatly groomed beard and a suit that looked like it belonged to the Victorian era. He looked like a well-dressed man from another time. He just stood there and stared. I asked him for help, and he ignored me. He kept watching. I then asked:

“Who are you?”

He answered almost immediately - “Lucer.” I remember his voice to this day. Stern, serious, all business. I was already scared, and I thought I might have heard him say “Lucifer.”

“Lucifer?”

He corrected me immediately, in the stern tone an adult might use to discipline a child.

“No. Lucer.”

He never intervened. The attack went on for a few more minutes, though I couldn't tell you exactly how long. It felt like forever. Then it just ended. I felt as if I dropped out of the air and landed on my back on the bed. The moment my back hit the bed, everything stopped. I could hear the birds starting to chirp. It was morning, and everything was peaceful. The TV was still playing reruns of the same show, and my vision had gone back to normal. Normal felt like a downgrade.

I got up and searched the house. I found nothing. I spent the day researching what could have happened. I came across the usual positive accounts of people meeting Jesus, God, angels, or deceased loved ones. I couldn't find anything that explained what I'd just experienced. I told friends and family about it. They tried to calm me down and suggested I'd probably been dreaming, which felt almost insulting at the time. I knew the difference, even as I went through the mental gymnastics of trying to convince myself it had been sleep paralysis, a vivid dream, or anything else that would let me put it to rest.

I decided I wanted nothing more to do with astral projection ever again. Whatever had happened, I told myself it had happened once and would never happen again.

That evening, I was terrified of the dark. I went to bed with the lights and TV on and tried to convince myself I needed to chill the fuck out. I ended up sleeping with the TV on for the next five years because of this. Eventually, I fell asleep.

The next thing I knew, I was flat on my back with my arms and legs spread out. I never sleep on my back, so that alone felt strange. Then I saw the same shadow figure again. Seeing it a second time broke me. Whatever part of me still wanted to believe the first encounter was a freak accident or a bad dream gave out. It felt as though the figure had come back to drive home that this was real. I'd opened a door I wasn't ready for.

This time, I couldn't move at all. I couldn't even get words out, and I was gasping for air. It got on top of me and grabbed me by the nuts. I felt every one of its fingers, and it hurt like hell. There was nothing sexual about it. It felt like torture for the sake of inflicting pain. I was already angry from being sleep-deprived. I don't know whether it was the anger or the familiarity of the experience that made it less frightening this time. The fear gave way to anger, and I tried with all my strength to reach out and strangle it. Just like that, poof. It was gone. It was still night, and I couldn't get back to sleep.

It never visited me in my room again, but I did see it a handful of times in later projections. Sometimes, if I became scared, it would appear, grab me, and end the experience. At the time of those first two encounters, I had no idea what I was dealing with. That's my experience with what people call the Dweller on the Threshold.

Needless to say, I abandoned astral projection altogether after this. I'd come to see it as something negative. The issue was that this was the beginning of something I was never able to stop. In essence, it was a door I could never shut again. I began having involuntary projections much like how Monroe described them.

“Beyond this point, I believe you cannot turn back… once you have been ‘opened’ to this other reality, you cannot completely shut it out again; try as you might. As you start to sleep or awaken, when you merely relax, the vibrational surge may come without call. You can try to shut it off, but eventually you get too tired to keep resisting and you’re off on another excursion.” (Journeys Out of the Body, Chapter 16)

This is exactly what I experienced. The only difference I see is that Monroe seems to have had more positive experiences than I did early on. My first years with astral projection were a genuine struggle, and they were nothing like what most authors and YouTubers describe. I felt like I was constantly fighting for my life. Nothing ever came to help, and I was forced to develop skills I'd never thought I'd need.

At some point, it became obvious that this was never going to stop. I tried many things and spoke to many people. Nothing really helped. I became terrified of going to sleep.

Humans are incredibly adaptable, though. As with so many things in life, I learned to cope with it. Eventually, I decided that the best thing I could do was embrace it fully. If there's nothing you can do about it, you might as well try to master it.

My opinion of astral projection is neutral, so I won't go into it at length. I don't encourage it, and I don't discourage it. I don't sell it, I don't try to convince anyone, and I don't evangelize. I genuinely don't care what anyone chooses to do. It's none of my business. All I really try to do is offer guidance and share my experience.

That brings me to the main point of this post. What does astral projection feel like, how does it differ from dreams, and how would I answer the questions I often see.

If you've read this far and haven't read the post I linked at the beginning, I highly recommend doing so. It's a very boring post, but it gives you the context for my experience with dream environments and the work I've done studying them. I can't fit all of that here because of Reddit's character limit. It matters because it gives you a sense of how much time I've spent in dream environments and the tests I've been able to run and the observations I've made over the years. I just can't fit everything here.

So what does astral projection actually feel like, and how can you tell it apart from a dream?

Here's where I struggle with the question. I don't mean to sound rude or dismissive. I'm just being honest about my experience. For me, it's impossible not to tell the difference. That was true when I had virtually no experience, and it's just as true a decade and a half later. It's as clear as knowing I'm awake when I'm going about my day. I've never thought I was actually dreaming. With that said, I'll try to explain it.

To start, it looks and feels more real than physical reality. Astral projection will make you question what physical reality even is, because the physical feels like a downgrade in every sense of the word. Astral projecting feels like being awake for the first time. That's why I've always emphasized the importance of establishing a healthy, stable life in the physical. It's very easy to start wanting to spend more time there than here. I can see how that could derail someone's life in several ways and affect their mental health. My philosophy has always been that you should integrate the spiritual into your physical life. Reverse that order and you'll lose your mind. Dreams are unlikely to have that effect. I'm sure it happens, but even among people who look forward to lucid dreaming, I've never heard of anyone trying to replace their physical life with dreams. Once you've had enough lucid dreams, they unfortunately lose much of their charm and novelty. Astral projection never gets old. That's probably why the occult warns practitioners that the desire to simply stay in the astral can become overwhelming.

The astral offers experiences with a degree of freedom, wonder, awe, and spectacle that the physical could never compete with, even though I haven't had an endless rainbow of positive experiences there. The appeal is that it feels more real than this, so coming back to the physical feels strange and unnatural as a result.

Let's get into some of the more tangible aspects of the experience, including physical sensations, pain, bodily functions, pleasure, taste, texture, articulation, stability, and so on.

I've already compared dreams and the astral at length in the other post, so I don't want to spend too much time doing another side-by-side comparison here, but I do want to discuss the stability of the environments.

Dream environments are unstable and require active maintenance. Faces morph, objects lose their original shape, narratives collapse, and so on. Sex feels very different, I won't go into the details. Dreams are usually populated by what amount to puppets. Once you're lucid, those puppets respond to your desires. They mirror your feelings, desires, expectations, and emotions, and they follow a general flow. The inhabitants behave within a predictable framework, which I discussed at length in the original post I keep bringing up. Lucidity generally causes the dream narrative to collapse, resulting in the dream devolving in to a sandbox. The astral doesn't behave this way.

Astral environments and structures remain remarkably consistent. Try the following test in a lucid dream.

Hold a knife or a metal rod and point it forward. Observe how the object behaves. Without active mental maintenance, you'll likely notice that the knife eventually begins to twist, bend, and lose its shape. Food shrinks, faces morph, and blades contort. This doesn't happen in the astral.

Structures are solid. You could punch concrete and feel its solidity and texture. If you rub your hands on pavement, you can feel the texture of the pavement. If you jump off a building in the astral and let yourself fall, or if you fail to float or fly, you'll feel the impact. You won't experience pain in this particular scenario, but you will feel the impact. The sensation is also localized. If you land on your knees, you'll feel the impact start there. If you land on your feet, you'll feel it in your feet. It's a very strong impact, too.

Let's talk about flavor, texture, and intoxication.

Food in the astral tastes exactly as it does in the physical. What's interesting is that even something like esophageal motility feels the same.

I've visited bars in several experiences. These places often have actual bartenders, by the way. All of these people have names and personalities. When you pick up the glass, you can feel that it's solid. If the cup has a pattern or ripples, you can feel the texture of the design. The liquid has the same color as it would in the physical. Swirl the glass for a few moments and you'll see the liquid move as if gravity were present. When you bring the glass to your lips, you feel its temperature, then the temperature of the drink. You can taste it with your tongue. When you swallow, you can feel the characteristic heat of something like tequila and feel the liquid traveling down your esophagus. Eventually, you begin to feel intoxicated. Yes, you can get drunk in the astral. Yes, it feels exactly the same.

As for touch, kissing is an example I can give without getting into sex. If you lock lips with someone, you can feel the texture of their lips and even their saliva. I don't know why that's the case, why saliva would be necessary, or what function it serves there, but I have noticed it.

I've always found these things a bit odd, because you don't really feel the need to eat, drink, urinate, and so on. I have many theories about the astral body, but I'll spare you those here. Many people believe the astral body isn't real. My personal experience doesn't support that conclusion.

There is a form of travel that doesn't involve what we usually call the astral body. Occultists call it mental travel, and it is a different experience. I consider it equally valid, but it is different, and I've experienced both phenomena many times.

The inhabitants don't follow a general flow or narrative. They behave with sentience and exist regardless of how you feel.

In my experience, inhabitants can usually tell that you're astral projecting, and they'll make reference to it.

On one occasion, I thought I recognized a friend. I approached a group of women who were having a conversation and tried to speak with them, but they ignored me. I gently touched the woman's shoulder and could feel her shirt. She refused to look me directly in the eyes. She became visibly uncomfortable and lowered her shoulder to get away from my hand, and then told me that if I didn't leave her alone, she would “follow me back.”

I've visited places that contain entire cities and neighborhoods. I've had many conversations with their inhabitants. They all have names, personalities, distinct voices and tones, genders, hair, and so on. Some are nice, and some aren't. Many environments and levels are accessible. in this specific case, I'm discussing one particular location whose name I've been given repeatedly. It remains remarkably consistent, solid, and coherent.

In that particular environment or level, I've encountered many people working ordinary jobs and going about their day just as we do here. I've also observed some kind of enforcement in these environments. Disturbing the peace isn't allowed, and if you don't blend in, you'll eventually encounter some level of hostility. I've tried interrogating the inhabitants many times. One in particular was willing to give me answers, but there seems to be a governing authority that won't allow it. I've been aggressively expelled from this place many times. Becoming violent is also a sure way to get kicked out immediately. For whatever reason, peace is to be maintained there at all costs. I can stay for long periods if I simply move through the place and observe without disturbing the inhabitants. I have plenty of theories about it, though they're beside the point here.

The different types of entities I'm familiar with are outside the focus of this post. I've already discussed them at length in the first post pinned to my profile.

Flying and leaving the Earth's atmosphere.

I can fly in the astral. Some environments seem to be a little more restrictive about it, but for the most part, flying is possible. I've written other posts describing the techniques I use to fly, accelerate, and navigate through different environments, as well as the tools I like to use and the principles of motion and propulsion I've observed. Those rules remain remarkably consistent. Understanding them has given me much more control over how I navigate.

One curious thing I've noticed is that I can't leave the Earth's atmosphere through traditional astral projection. With mental travel, it isn't a problem. With the astral body, I can't do it. If I leave my body, shoot straight up, and try to get beyond the atmosphere, I feel strong resistance and get booted back into my body. The way around it that I've found involves piercing through a different layer of the onion, rather than straight vertical travel. Horizontal travel is unrestricted. Make of that information what you will.

Memory.

All my astral projection experiences seem to be recorded at a different level, or in a different part of the brain. I've had countless experiences, and I can recall and describe every single one in detail. I remember names, voices, events, clothing, and the most minute details. I don't know why this happens. I can never find my car keys in the morning or tell you what I had for lunch last week, yet I can remember every astral projection as though it were permanently fried into my brain. We're talking about a decade and a half's worth of experiences. I remember all of them in detail. Why? I don't know.

That's why I struggle with the popular idea that we astral project every night and simply forget. I don't believe that's the case, because given my dream recall, I'd expect to remember it. Most nights, I simply dream. I wake up, remember the dream, and know it was a dream. The idea that we're projecting and just don't remember doesn't line up with my experience. The only way that theory would make sense to me is if it happened at a different layer of consciousness, with the astral body or soul living a life of its own while you sleep. Even when I've navigated through layers of dreams, I haven't observed that happening. What I have observed is that dreams are nested. There are dreams within dreams, all happening at once. You can peel back those layers and access different dream environments and experiences. If you peel far enough back, you'll lose lucidity and may have a false awakening. In my experience, that doesn't lead to a projection, how ever. Different phenomena.

I dislike indirect methods. When I do use one, this is how I go about it.

I become lucid within a dream. From there, I use my heartbeat to establish a connection with my physical body. Once that connection is established, I return my awareness to the physical body. I then perform a manual exit as I would with the direct method.

I'm just sharing how I do it. I'm not saying it's the only way or the only valid one. I don't like using gimmicks such as setting alarms and going back to sleep, things like the headlift method, or whatever else. I find that those techniques induce lucid dreams. The direct method is the most efficient because you enter the experience fully lucid and remain conscious throughout the transition.

Involuntary projections can also happen, and they don't occur within dreams. Awareness automatically returns to the physical body, and the physical body simply pushes or spits out the astral one.

During these episodes, you'll likely notice what is often called the astral matrix. This is the magnetic force that connects or anchors the astral body to the physical one. I suspect that's where the legend of the silver cord comes from, as a symbolic interpretation of the connection. There is no actual cord, however. The idea that someone could cut it doesn't fit anything I've experienced, because there simply isn't a cord there. There is a magnetic force. It often wrestles with the physical body, and during involuntary projections, it can wrestle with both the physical and the astral body. I call this the tug of war between the astral and the physical. During one of these episodes, you may leave your body, get dragged back in, and then leave again several times over. There's nothing to be afraid of. The simplest thing to do is relax and let the body do whatever it wants. Just give in, and it will be less uncomfortable.

Rolling out of your body can leave you spinning continuously around your own axis. It's unpleasant. To stop it, close your eyes, abruptly extend your arms and legs like a star, and use your back muscles to force yourself to rotate in the opposite direction. That stops the spinning, which can be disorienting. If it becomes an issue, you can avoid it by waiting for separation to finish without rolling out. Once separation is complete, the astral body simply floats up. I understand that everyone has a different experience, so do what works for you. In my experience, once separation occurs, the body floats up naturally without much effort. The difficulty then is staying in place if the goal was to avoid projecting. The body is slowly pushed upward. Once you're out, there's an extremely pleasant feeling of lightness, and your vision is perfectly crisp.

I know some people say they can't see clearly while projecting. I've never had that problem, so I don't know what causes it. I suspect they may be caught in what is often called the void state, or somewhere in between states.

The void state serves as a point of navigation, and in my experience, it behaves in ways that leave me baffled.

If I find myself in the void, I can say where I'd like to go, and the void will take me there. It often fails to drop me off exactly where I wanted to go. After I say where I'd like to go or set the intention, I feel a pulling force centered in front of me. I don't feel a push from behind. I feel it drag me from the front and steer me through what I can only describe as a maze. It takes sharp, abrupt turns and pulls me up and down, as though it were navigating a labyrinth in the dark. I can't see a thing.

I've noticed a general absence of blood in the astral. If I bleed, it's usually symbolic, a representation of something specific without any actual blood loss. I've never woken up with bruises or anything like that. At most, I might feel some temporary phantom pain or heat.

The astral can bleed into the physical in different ways.

I'm not going to argue about the paranormal with the reader. To each their own. I've seen enough evidence to convince me that certain entities can interact with the physical in multiple ways. The question is whether we can do the same. It would take a separate post to answer that, and I've addressed it in comments many times. Interacting with the physical is not nearly as easy as Monroe made it seem. I'm not calling him a liar. I'm saying that what he describes isn't the norm. If you believe it is, set up a camera in your room, project, push over a glass of water, and post the video here for everyone to see.

It isn't that simple. Something like that would involve a process often referred to as condensing, also opens up a conversation concerning fluid condensers, and it takes us down a rabbit hole beyond the scope of this post.

Some entities can indeed interact with the physical. I've seen it. I believe in the paranormal, so don't get me wrong. Monroe made an incredible ability seem ordinary when he described being able to pinch people from the astral and so on. It isn't that simple. That kind of ability is almost saint-like.

I can offer a brief theory about why I think this is the case.

I believe awareness may function a bit like a radio receiver, capable of tuning into different levels of experience. Each level seems to require a suitable vessel through which awareness can interact with it.

We interact with the physical world through the physical body. During astral projection, perception doesn't seem to occur through the physical eyes or the ordinary sensory organs. The astral body is the vessel adapted to the astral environment. The physical body is adapted to the physical environment. Different vessels are equipped to interface with different levels of reality.

On the subject of deceased individuals and reincarnation.

I believe in reincarnation, but I haven't personally observed it taking place from the astral. In fact, what I've seen points in the opposite direction. I understand that many cases of people who remember past lives have been studied. I believe it happens. I just haven't seen it. The idea that we reincarnate immediately after death doesn't align with what I've seen.

I've met many deceased individuals residing at different levels of the astral. Some of those levels are inaccessible to me. I have theories about what these places are and so on, but I don't think my opinion really matters here.

Deceased individuals have asked me for help in different ways. I've helped them and watched the “passing over” take place. Where the person goes afterward, I don't know.

The picture I had in my head of a soul “crossing to the other side” isn't quite what I've observed. When I think of a soul moving on, I picture someone going into the light or perhaps being welcomed by angels, something stereotypical like that. What I've personally observed looks different. Out of respect for the individuals involved, I generally don't think it's right to discuss these experiences. There's one I've already commented on publicly, though, so I can share what it looked like.

I met a couple of soldiers from the Revolutionary War. One of them was asking for help. He seemed to believe he was still alive or still had some kind of recruitment quota to meet. Maybe he thought he couldn't move on until someone took his place. He repeatedly pleaded with me to take his place in the “Continental Army,” and I eventually agreed.

He put his hands on my shoulders. His muscles tensed and locked up, and his eyes rolled back until they were completely white. He then “moved on,” which is the best way I can put it. It was mildly creepy. He just vanished after his eyes rolled back. The other man was grateful.

Spirit guides and general guidance.

Most people seem to describe astral projection as an experience that often comes with guidance. They talk about meeting spirit guides and eventually getting a sort of “tour” of how everything works. The person usually comes back and writes a book about how it all works, or something along those lines. That hasn't been my experience.

I can access the place. The difficulty is making sense of what I'm seeing. Imagine diving into the ocean. You'd see all kinds of wild and interesting things, but without the knowledge to recognize what you're looking at or someone there to explain it, you'd be left trying to figure everything out yourself. That's exactly where I find myself. In my experience, information hasn't been readily available, and no Jesus-like figure has ever given me a crash course on how everything works. When I've interacted with extremely powerful and benevolent beings, it's usually been on their terms, with an agenda of their own. I've never been protected or assisted in the astral, even in horrible situations where I begged for help. It has always come down to my own ability to get through a situation or overcome a form of aggression. For many years, that made me extremely resentful. I no longer feel that way, but it's still entirely up to me to handle things when they don’t go as planned. As a result, I've had to learn and develop different methods for dealing with different situations.

I also don't think every entity truly knows the right answer to everything. I honestly think some are guessing. Plenty of people in the physical claim they know exactly how everything works, and they're probably wrong about some of the details. I think that also happens in the astral. I want to stay away from discussing different entities in this post, though. I've done that elsewhere, and it isn't the focus here. Reddit has a harsh character limit on posts, and this one is already very long.

I've been able to inhabit a parallel self and take full control of that body. That person had a life, a romantic relationship, and friends. I've also inhabited other people's bodies. In those cases, I was a silent observer, simply reliving an experience in the first person.

I've also had an experience where I spent 3 days in the astral, in the company of a particular entity. I observed a day and night cycle take place, and slept in said location. This is generally, how ever, not the norm. Getting stuck in the astral is mostly a non issue, so I wouldn't worry about not being able to make it back. The challenge is the opposite, actually staying for extended periods of time.

I've been offered bargains in the astral, and they usually involve material gain. Throughout history, there have been stories of people making different kinds of bargains with entities. I have to admit that it always sounded very biblical or stereotypical to me, and I doubted it was true. I have, however, observed it to be true. There's a specific process by which it happens, but that's beyond the scope of this post and takes us down another rabbit hole. I'm trying to avoid going too far down those.

We seem to have an incredible sense of perception in the astral, or at least I do. It isn't something I ordinarily experience in the physical. We seem to be able to feel danger, lust, or whatever else coming from different beings before any communication takes place.

The vast majority of my communication with entities in the astral is verbal. The rare exceptions are “downloads,” where something communicates with you nonverbally and you understand what it communicated in its entirety, all at once. I consider that different from telepathy, which I've never actually experienced.

Entities have their own agendas and motives. They are completely sentient, and behave with complete autonomy. They are not influenced by your feelings, desires, motives, fear, or whatever else. They do not follow a flow of correspondence like dream characters. There is literally no difference in interacting with an entity vs a person in the physical.

The exception to this are thought forms. These are created by the individual who lacks experience and control. It's not an insult, it's just that a lot of times you may create your own demons and not even realize it. With experience, it is very easy to tell how this happens and what it is. Again, another rabbit hole that would require a post of its own.

The main difference between dreams and astral projection, in simple terms is: Astral projection is a shared external space, inhabited by other sentient beings. Dreams are internal solitary/subconscious phenomena. People often blur the lines between both things, some even say that astral projection is just another form of dreaming. I would have to respectfully disagree based on what I have observed, and leave it at that. It is extremely easy to distinguish dreams from astral projection, actually effortless.

Astral projection feels indistinguishable from physical reality. In fact, it's superior to it. Whatever you believe about it is fine. If you take the position that astral projection is a brain-generated phenomenon, that's fine, and I don't waste my time trying to convince people otherwise. My point is that it presents as a third, distinct level of experience, one that is superior to physical reality. It will make you question what it is that we're experiencing here in the physical and what “reality” even means. The physical feels like a downgrade from astral projection in every sense.

Unknown, highly intelligent, sapient, beings some of which I have recorded messages from out in the wilds of New Zealand and while using select ITC devices. This on-going research, connects to UFOs, MIB, poltergeist, cryptid and abduction type phenomena, whoever, whatever they are claim to be aliens.

Hear what the beings say, when I ask them about waking up—suddenly standing by my bed-at night!

Hear what Ive recorded out there. A friend joins me in the darkness. Soon after this outing, my friend and witness ufos. (she's never seen them before-not in video).

The spirit box, could also be called the 'alien box'. I have been doing ITC research for some 20 years. I have seen a number of spirit beings, ufos encountered the Men in black phenomenon and had many other strange sightings and experiences.

I have been trying to understand the mystery since, a sudden tic tac ufo encounter in the Southern Nevada desert, in early 2013. I am certain, I'm being stalked by phenomena connected to ufos, cryptids etc.

Have I been abducted? I can't say for sure. A recent PSB-7 spirit box session gives some shocking responses.

A few days ago I posted about some weird occurrences localized entirely in my bedroom. I was recommended to buy a carbon monoxide detector. I just did. It has been active in my bedroom for multiple hours now with nothing detected. My selenite rock had also seemingly been moved again. I started taking photo's of it on my night stand before I shower, and last night once I got out of the shower it had been moved to the corner of my bed. Completely opposite of the nightstand. Someone would have had to grab it and move it to this corner.

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This started about 3 days ago. I was getting hot in my room so I wanted to put my fan in the window as it was much colder outside. I opened my bedroom window, went to grab my fan and as I reached for it, this chunk of dark grey rock... seemed to just appear and fly away from my fan. My fan is pure white. It is also plastic. There is nothing on it that could make a dark grey rock. I picked it up off the floor only to drop it and it is gone. I cannot find it anywhere. I cannot explain why but I was completely and utterly terrified. I put my fan in the window and calm down and forget about it. About 2 hours later, as I was laying down to sleep. Literally as I was laying down, an empty bottle of pepsi on my garbage can fell. In a way that was not natural. It was like somebody swiped the bottom of it and it flipped. It had been on my garbage for about a week at this point... why did it fall now?

Then last night as I'm going to bed, I had washed my sheets, and I have a selenite rock in my pillow case because it makes me feel good. I don't know why but i've kept it there for years now. That night I suddenly was unable to find it. I spent like 2 hours searching for it. Lifting my mattress, tearing my room apart, taking my sheets off my bed lifting the mattress, shaking out the sheets and remaking the bed unable to find it. I was upset but I went to sleep and had horrible nightmares all night. I woke up 5 hours later and went to lunch with my aunt and I came home.. I wanted to light some incense and I thought I saw my lighter fall under my mattress. I lifted my bed, and was horrified to see the selenite rock, where the lighter was. And now... literally as I sit in bed typing this, my lamp... is pulsing. It is irregular, it's stopped now but I caught it on video. I feel so afraid. I have tried to attach the video but I just cannot get my internet to cooperate. I feel terrified and crazy. Any ideas?