A video before I knew of its actual existence.

My first recollection ever dream initiated lucid dream, or DILDS, happened on a Spring evening somewhere in 2001. I was focusing on the hypnagogic imagery of flashing red colors bursting before my eyes. I was focusing on it. The subconscious transformed into a evening scene of a freeway overpass and vehicles at the junction of a underpass road. I felt myself being drifted into this landscape. It wasn’t a paralyzed awake moment as in ASP. This happened in a lucid dream. The imagery of it was that I was floating inside the K-Mart store being pulled inside at night. The florescent nights were on. I knew that it was night and nobody was inside except a few young women. Their faces were very familiar. I had no real difficult in breathing like a panic during one of those Awareness Sleep Paralysis episodes. Anyway, when one of them told me to open my mouth I collapsed on the floor and felt this weakness overcoming my both arms like it was being covered with buckets of sand. My legs were also getting motionless. These women were giggling and began to pull my legs on this register counter. One of them gave me a gentle kiss on my forehead. I could feel the tactile of a lip gently applied on my brow. I had told them it’s too dark to pull out my wisdom teeth. The walls inside this dept. store was a beige color and the ceiling in a swirling motion, red/white candy cane wheel. One of these young females told me that I can’t go outside, whatever that meant. They didn’t look malevolent to cause me any fear. It was motionless for me. I however was able to look over my right shoulder and saw the outside parking light empty with the lamp posts lit, as well as the cars down the avenue with their headlights on. I knew what part of town I was in. This pull of my body suspended into a nowhere when this flash of white imagery flashed in my REM. Then I woke up as if nothing had happened. I didn’t record this on a dream journal, but I do recall the lucid dream vividly. Another lucid dream that followed one week later. It was inside a SOFT MACHINE music video. I was there being stared at with the eyes Kevin Ayers wide open . The image was not black n’ white in the video, “We Know What You Mean”. Rather it was a infra-red image. ”

*Update* The Soft Machine video, “We Know What You Mean”  is no longer available for me to “share” on my blog post. The one I found was uploaded on youtube in December 2006 and has  been deleted as of April 2015. If there is one I can find via uploading, I will share and post it right on here. As of now, the type of experience regarding the video before I knew that came into existence at youtube is what is a form of precognition.

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Projective Catalepsy

Projective Catalepsy.
Many of us who is still inflicted or was a victim of awareness sleep
paralysis may no longer accept the phenomena/paranormal sensation of
the inability to move during a SP attack as narcolepsy. There may be
other explanations to awareness sleep paralysis. The most common
scientific explanation is that ASP is triggered off by a glitch in
the brains mechanism. In other words,a switch that goes on and off
in this area. Since the birth of cognitive/dream behavior in
1954,researchers theorized a gland in the brain produces regulated
sleep hormones which is secreted to the neurotransmitters which
switches off a mechanism as part of the biological clock that
detects both night and day in turns gives all of us the period of
rest and when to wake up. Normal paralysis from the switching off of
the brains motor functioning prevents all of us from acting out the
Rapid Eye Movement behavior,or we would actually unintentionally harm
ourselves such as knocking into objects while we sleepwalk for
example.
It turned out from research, that there may be too much or too little
excretement that would allow the sleeper to suddenly awake during
Rapid Eye Movement or REM,finding ourselves unable to move,and those
hallucinations that are often associated with sleep paralysis. The
REM during sleep does find a sequence of dreams;/symbols that
signify a defintion of interpretations on the contrary of hypnogogic
or hypnopompic(postdormital or upon awakening)hallucination
experiences. There is also a fear of dying such as a presence
sitting upon the chest,that may indicate a entity or a spirit as a
belief by people with spiritual beliefs or a rational explanation of
sleeping related problems accordingly to the neuropyhsiological
apsects.

In general, people who suffer from narcolepsy usually have sudden
sleep attacks and excessive daytime sleepiness even if performing
pyshical activities. Narcolepsy is a life long neurological disorder
that impacts highly of it’s sufferer as there are treatment
medication as a temporary solution. Studies have found that people
in higher percentage with symptoms of sleep paralysis only,are not
inflicted with excessive daytime sleepiness or EDS as in narcolepsy.
The inability sensation to move in sleep paralysis related to Out-Of-
Body Experiences or OBE and astral plane is technically called
projective catalepsy. This is not the actual inability to mobilize
during an sleep paralysis attack. I figure why it is important for
us who are among the 250,000 people with this sleeping disorder to
know the difference between the “inability sensation” and
the “actual inability” during SP. Projective catalepsy is the
phenomenon that has potential to catalyze each of our own
extrasensory perceptions. In other words both the astral and the
physical body are not aligned.
I once had a rather strange out of body experience when I found my
astral in Israel dressed in commando uniform and I am sure it was in
Port Haifa because I could see crates on these enormous freights
written in Hebrew. Accordingly to my own body’s location,the
Mediterrenean Sea was on my left side which indicates west. It is
possible that with all that strife going on in this part of the
world,I was able to perceive a glimpse of a trouble country; and
that I was to obvserve with this ESP,a multidimensional nature of
the physical world. In the last two months I was able to astral
plane during a sleep paralysis sensation. Early last month for
example,I had awoke with the inability sensation to move. I did not
panic. The feeling was that I had successfully to drive myself out
of bed and taking these floating walks on the bedroom floor towards
the bathroom. Upon arriving across the hallway where the bathroom
is,I could feel the linoneum under my bare feet and looking myself in
the mirror. I could see myself making faces at it. Then suddenly I
felt this draft pushing me back to the bedroom,then I had awoke with
a blissful feeling. The other ocassion was the feelings of pressure
when both my hands were locked and clasped behind my head as I was
in the supine position. All I had to do was focus by mentally
focusing out of this paralyzed feeling as well as breathing deeply
through my belly button,also known as the naval region, and moving
both my digitus in my fingers and toes. The next thing I saw was a
appiration of both my hands moving up and down in a vertical motion
feeling free,and was still trying to break out of this paralyzed
sensation in the physical world. Moments later the freedom from
paralysis allowed me to mobilize myself.
Awareness sleep paralysis often accepted as a sleeping disorder when
you find yourself unable to move after falling asleep or upon
awakening. ASP is also a gateway to lucid dreaming,astral plane/obe
as a way to detour the side effects of the paralysis sensation.
Lucid dreams happens only when you are aware that you are in a
dream. It gives us a hint of what we are dreaming at that moment. We
are not bound to physical restraints during lucid dreaming–anything
is possible by our own imagination. Lucid dreams also is a gateway
in overcoming nightmares,sleep paralysis and solving problems.
Several known people have attributed their wealth and
accomplishments to lucid dreaming. It sounds too good to be true. I
had a episode of a lucid dreamscape early last month,when I dreamed
of scaling the walls of a ancient pyramid in the Aztec ruins. The
vines on top of the stone arches were intense lemon lime green as I
was running across. However,there was a passage long as miles on
this particular pyramid I was on that I also leaped and leaped
farther each step I took. It was endless because I was conscious in
my dream. I can go as far as pass the end of this exotic dreamscape.
I now offer a disclaimer off how to induce a OBE/astral plane and
lucid dreams. These are from personal experiences.
Before going to bed,tell yourself “I am not going to have sleep
paralysis”; and also repeat “I am going to have a lucid dream.” One
of the best ways of reducing a SP attack is to master your
bioenergy. To do this you must also learn to concentrate on your
breathing techniques and block out negative energy. You should be
able to relax your entire body by doing this. Yoga inspired exercises
if done properly will help you stay focused. So practice this
technique by joining a yoga class at your local gym. If there isn’t
any available ,then shop around for a meditation class in your
area. If you prefer to do this at home,there are both VHS and DVD
manuals of meditation/yoga from the popular workout video
format “The Firm.” I have this format on DVD,and I am getting the
benefits from practicing yoga at my own home.
Do wear loose clothing when performing meditation/yoga exercise. It
always help the feeling of not being in tight clothing,but rather in
loose fits that allows you to feel the comfort. Also,wear no shoes.
Barefoot is best.
When breathing, focus on by inhaling through your nose and exhaling
through your naval region. This area is your astral body and is
sensitive. Tip: Don’t exert through your breathing patterns. Count 1-
2-3 at a moderate pace. This helps relax the muscles. Remember
distractions dissuades you from concentration,so turn off all loud
noises around you including any loud music; start listening to soft
sounds of beach waves or nature scenes. If these are not
available ,then project in your visual image: you are on a nice
peaceful beach or on a isolated forest enjoying the scene. Remember
to inhale and exhale. Numerous studies shows that relaxing the
muscles when doing yoga have proven to reduce the chances of high
blood pressure/hypertension along with choosing a healthy eating
plan.
Keep in mind that there are also books and online classes available
in techniques of sleep paralysis,projective catalepsy,out-of-body
experiences and other related topics,researched and taught by
experts in altered state of consciousness.

The Entity: Le Succubi.

Here is one from 2005!

Succubus-lewd demon; the mistress of nocturnal.
All Souls Day (Nov.2), The Catholic Church’s commemorating those who lost their lives in the past year; a Priest reads all the departed souls in a written list. While somewhere across the globe, a vile ,lustful entity soars across the sky,scanning for a male host of its choice. It,now enters a bedroom,lurking in the shadows. Waiting for it’s host,to drift into the land of nod, just like it’s counterpart,The Incubus. Miss Naughty,has some trick n’ treats ,with intent to do more than collect a soul ,during the nocturnal. Sweet dreams turn into erotic nightmares.

The night before a shadow had been lurking outside the window. It vanished ,upon awakening,hitting on a flashlight,that I kept near the bedside,towards its direction. A few minutes,passed,before I started to fall asleep; the neighbor’s dog,started to bark n’ howl towards behind the direction of my backyard. So with a flashlight, thinking it might be a rodent ,the mutt sensed roaming around this area. Nothing. Hereupon, I followed the dogs eyes,with the light;except it wasn’t barking at it’s eye level at me; but towards the roof,or perhaps the sky above me. It didn’t matter to me at this point,because there was always a small animal, a squirrel or chipmunk,even a cat once,on the graphite roof tiles. To shut the mutt,for a while, I scooped up a few biscuits,from the refrigerator,and tossed it over the fence. Soon,no sound escaped from this animal; just seeing it briefly,munching away at the goodies that it received. Before, I turned in the direction of the backyard patio,in the corner of my left eye, something that was a chalked outlined shape of a human-shaped figure,dashed towards,the backyard fence. Again,the mutt started to bark,towards that way. A mirage,or was it? Ignoring it,I thought it was just a illusion.
Back in the room, in no more than a few minutes, the dog’s barking ,emerged into a loud whining. It’s owner was ordering “shut up; get back in the house”; complete silence afterwards. I feel asleep at ease,like the way it should be.
The pre-daylight hours,would come about in the next several hours. During this time , a entity had slipped it’s way into the house,and entering the room,with some menacing plans a forethought. Observing.
A gentle touch,ran through my right arm,as I slept in a fetal position. ‘Oh,a wonderful dream’. A female ,soft lips ,first kissing my neck down near the shoulders,then upwards towards,near my face; ‘the ectacy’. Her lips,kissing upon my mouth now. It was profound. Tossing ,in a supine position her body slid gently on my  being. ‘This is what dreams is made of. dreamland.’ Arms wrapping around my neck,hands gliding through my hair,she was nibbling on my neck,like before; she began to suck on its flesh,with warmness of her breath. Tactile and Somatic.
The sweet smell of vanilla chocolate ,ran up through my nostrils,which caused me to open my mouth,slightly. I would love to take a bit out of this sweet desert. Gustatory sensory of tasting this for myself; what I perceived as vanilla chocolate,was her own skin. Now,her warm breath, emerged in growls of a ‘pleasure of the flesh’,as she roughly,wrapped her thighs around my waist. Her breast was smothering on my own face. In tactile, I caressed her body. Afterwards,shortly,I opened my eyelids,while in deep sleep by this erotic feeling, to put this in perspective. A glimpse,I saw a neon outlining shape of this female,upon me; suddenly a heavy pressure was applied to my neck; she was no longer caressing it ,she was biting it.
A growl escaped her mouth ,like a wild animal. Followed by her hands,took my by the throat,and heavily whispered towards my right ear,which in auditory ,I could not make out. Her grip, was a supernatural strength,as I can feel her hand in both tactile and somatic,trying to enter my mouth. Only I managed to budge. It felt like a tongue was slithering on mine. Letting go,she began to smoother her tongue and lips on my face; a sound of buzzing swarmed around my head.
With her hands again, she began to constrict my throat. Pulling me upwards,towards her. Then pushing me ,with her grip intact,back down on the pillow below. This went on for a while. I just couldn’t find the strength,to move my arms to fight back ,because I was in fact paralyzed. Not ,just fear; my body was still asleep,but the mind was semi-conscious. I with effort,tried to call out for a plea. “help me, Lord.” Nothing,escaped my lips,except a small noise,as the words could not escape. Mentally, I focused in saying this. Either this vicious female,was a ‘demon induced hallucination’ or ‘a malign entity’ in the flesh.
Nothing,happened; as she like before,in a bestial growl,smothered her mouth against my entire face; it felt to real. Suddenly, a burst,thrust outwards from my loins. In latin this thing whispered :”Diaoblus et virtuous, lumbis est.”
I closed my eyelids; in a now,unfearful matter. Before me now,was a flash of my early youth,in a familiar moment . I was drifting to Elysium. A young boy in a field ,kite-flying ,turned around and said to me” why are doing here,mister. You have to go back;please it is so nice where you came from.” That boy,was me,at his age. Behind,me at this age,was a young female ,older than the boy. She was about 13 . Taking the boy,by the hand; “Fight,will you. You have to find your way back; there’s so much to do.” Then both she and the boy,walked away in the field ,away from me. I said nothing,except this feeling of being left out; for I wanted to follow them. A light stream of tears,was strolling down my eyes.
I opened my eyes,everything seemed to stop dead in its tracks; as this creature was still on me. I wasn’t going to give it any further satisfaction. I managed,to regain,my breathing,and a motion of my hands,was now wiggling. Nearby,about a several feet from the front end of my bed, a illumination of a glowing object appeared . Perhaps,a protector. Whatever it ,or who it was,blew a cold draft against my body. This thing,began to drive itself from me, as I could see its shadow,flying away from me; and nearly vanished. While this was going on, the shining object,stood there for a few moments,then faded away.
After from breaking away off this paralysis,I went to the bathroom,where this thing had entered,following. It finally dissolved. Then I turned on the sink,and scooped up a handful of water,and placed it over my face,when a cold touch was placed on my back,someone was touching me. Entering again,the bedroom, I went asleep,without any more hassles from anything;sleeping in comfort as a child.

After this incident, a few days later, it had began to occur to me,this was not another ‘hallucinatory sleep paralysis’ episode. This was the first time, a sex demon had nearly came close invading me; In the year,followed,exactly the same day from my first encounter – Nov.2 , I was paid another visit from Succubus; again,it with out any success,failed to collect my soul and fertility. It was foolish,not knowingly,that I still have some fight left in me; it never came back. The beggining of the new millenium had started .early that year,when I first encountered the demon,succubus. The illuminated vision,never returned;,but, I will not doubt it will appear sometime in the near future.

Manhunter – SRHM.

Believe it or not, for those who knew me in my younger days.I was a former amateur sleuth! (crossing eyes). Now, Going back four decades ago when Mr. Z was haunting the SF Bay Area around with his taunts of ‘the joys of killing’ bragging to the Chronicle with making his murders looking like a few fake accidents, etc, a string of unsolved murders had taken place in rural Sonoma County along the Franz Valley Road and Bennett Valley areas north of Santa Rosa. The bodies of 6 young females between the ages of 12 to 22 had been found nude and had signature marks of strangulation and a few cases – styrichnine poisoning – in ditches, ravines just off the isolated roadways in than years time between December 1972 to December 1973, where the last victim Theresa Diane Walsh was found naked and hogtied in a creek with a lump of her flesh intact with a fallen tree log in the water. It was a dark time for Santa Rosa residents, unaware of a maniacal specter  on the loose in their community, hunting for more victims. The murders became infamous and known as The Santa Rosa Hitchhiker Murders. Twice I visited Franz Valley Road, a not well road known to travel on, in search for clues and my own personal quest and partial research to find a solution in solving one of Northern California’s so called Ted Bundy crimes. “Ted” was looked into as a culprit into the SHRM, once, the day after his execution at Florida State Penitentiary and just four years ago. Primed Suspect of the Zodiac Killings, Arthur Leigh Allen was looked into as a culprit, but was removed as a suspect in both the Z killings and the SRHM while being incarcerated at Atascadero State Hospital. For those not familiar with the case, visit Deborah Silva’s website click on here for more info.

 

If I Should Die Before I awake….

The spring of 1986 that I first began to experience a series of waking up, unable to move.

Being off for school for one full week because I was on spring/Easter break just like every student. It was on the morning of Palm Sunday before enjoying a week of playing video games at Joe’s Pizza at the Liberty Links Shopping Plaza and waiting for my old man this very morning to take me out fishing to Orwoods located in the California Delta instead of attending Sunday services, just for once.

That morning, prior to awakening, I was in deep sleep. I couldn’t remember the exact details in the dream ,except the scene took place in a dark tunnel with a girl in it and along with her reptiles and insects swarmed within.

Onset of awakening this feeling of being numb as though my blood circulation was cut off. I felt weak and very groggy. At the right peripheral view of my right eye, a blurred figure was there standing at the foot of my bed. My vision was blurred; I thought I had seen a robed figure lurking at me from a short distance. My eyes was still fluttering in a part REM sleep-awake stage. Suddenly my sight became visible able to see clearly.

And here I was pinned down on the bed unable to move. I tried to move, and could not; semi-awake, nearly choking to death as though a unseen powerful force was there strangling me nearly to death, as I made a desperate attempt to yell out for help to anyone in the house to rescue me from the phantom. The more I struggled to fight this thing off me, the heavier the weight. I gasped for air.

Soon the paralysis stopped after a short while; the grasp of a heavy choke hold from the phantom diminished after. I was able to breathe at ease. The incident was virtually haunting as if I was attacked by a supernatural entity. Such mixed emotions, fear and anxiety crept inside of me. Too, I was mad a hell in searching for an elusive stranger that may off been lurking around my bed; dashing out, I searched for The Phantom who could of been hiding under my bed; then, I searched the nearby closet: nothing or nobody was anywhere to be found.

For the first time in my life, I felt soo lonely with knowledge I was under attack, there was nobody there to come to my rescue. In my early years as teen I was in my way a tough kid, growing up being picked on by school bullies; often, either way I or they asked for a fight. Maybe this particular Palm Sunday morning it was a entity  who challenged me to a fight. Could it be God who I thought at that morning was hating me, playing a twisted sick prank on me. Whatever this unseen force derived from, this incident gave away a thought I was being subjected to mental illness the days following, barely living on the edge.

This was the first time I’ve ever experienced such dread, so different from a ordinary nightmare that I had ever had in the past. It seemed so real that the aspects speak for itself:

Unable to move/paralyzed and unable to speak

The feeling of presence/and pressure on the chest and various tactile feelings on parts of the body

The audio and visual hallucinations.

 

In the months and years following, a dark shadow pushing its weight on me. The sinking into the bed mattress and being suffocated with my pillow.  These are signs of HHE(Hypnagogic/Hypnopompic Hallucination Experiences) with with ISP(Isolated Sleep Paralysis) and or ASP(Awake Sleep Paralysis.

 

What a man puts in his mouth….

Here is a riddle why Catholics abstain consuming meat on Fridays during Lent(including Ash Wednesday): Catholic Christians are reminded not to eat the flesh of meat of any specie(except fish) because Christ died on a Friday; He gave up his “flesh” , in an effort to receive the Sacrament of Holy Communion, thereof Catholics refrain from consuming the flesh of Christ. ?! What are we, cannibals?!
Anyway, there is nothing in Scriptures that says any Christian, and those who are Catholics, are destined to fast on Lent. This is not a requirement of a spiritual issue, and this is not a required “inherited spiritual value” =does not give a instant relationship to Christ.
Take this in mind from every Friday herein, a quote from Christ himself: “What goes into somebody’s mouth does not defile them.” – Mt 15:11

Enjoy the rest of your weekend people. Hope this answers on the ‘why can’t Catholics consume the flesh of animals(with the exception of fish?)

That is what comes out from mind and into a blog.