a reply to: AsianStellar
I can not give you an answer that any "Rational" person would agree with but I can give you an answer that is strictly not scientific or religious,
an answer based on my experience during a period of turmoil many here would RATIONALIZE and myself included as an excuse to try to avoid it by also
regarding it so as a period of intense mental instability.
Back in 1993 I was attending a course in electronic engineering and had only just started my course, I was sitting with some new classmates I really
did not know and because I was slumming it and eating crap through having no money like many students I had a very bad stomach so I left my meal
(Rogan Josh) and ran to the nearest WC in the college refectory (Wigan and Leigh college of Science and Technology in the town of Wigan which was then
in the English county of Lancashire but after a Boundery move is now part of Greater Manchester), the WC was the filthiest sight I had ever seen in my
entire life and looked like someone had litterally painted the walls, ceiling and almost all fitments in feces - College eh?.
When I came back after strategically avoiding this material and sorting my own problem in a far more sanitary fashion than whatever lunatic had done
that and going to another room off premises in the local MacDonalds to wash up properly and with the lunch break nearly over I made the unforgivable
mistake of eating my cold meal, I had trusted my class mates to watch over it, bear in mind I did not know these lad's at all, after we were sitting
in the lecture room as the lecturer whom had a white beard and hair as well as a sizable paunch was talking about complex equation's, off shoot's of
fourier analysis which we used to analyze wave form's etc when all I could see was father christmas not the lecturer, I could not stop giggling and
had to excuse myself since I had lost all self control, it was like being two people, one out of control and the other terrified and fighting to stay
I think this tipped me over the edge as I now believe I was doped and probably with a common street drug called a trip or to the rest of the world
'___', bare in mind I had never taken anything of the narcotic type in my life and hardly even drank any alcohol but this began a ten year fight for
my sanity, long after the supposed effect's of any such narcotic had passed I could hear thing's, see thing's and experience what can loosely be
called out of body experience.
Now this is important because long before I was doped I had experienced paranormal occurance's, most of my family in fact had in two haunted housed
we had lived in and I had already had out of body experiences as a child so maybe I was already slightly less attached to my body than most people are
or at least more aware of that other world but I did ignore it and was not prone to those kind of hallucinatory experiences.
On two occasions as a child I had woken outside of my body and found myself flying into the crown of another person's head and then literally being
them, one occasion a man when I was very young about eight maybe and the second occasion when I was about 13 and I found myself being thrown as on
that occasion I had no control over what was happening and resisted but it was like something or someone had a hold of me, thrown into the head of a
young south american girl in a loggers camp and experiencing something no boy should ever have to experience which I also believe scarred my
On another occasion I was embodyed outside my body and had to fight against a current that seemed to be trying to draw me down into the darkness but
fought toward my body which I could see like a dark form lying on my bed, three time's, each time I woke and then went to sleep and I believe
something was trying to take me on that occasion.
Another I was in a perfect replica of my physical body but some place dark, there was dark mist everywhere and shadow but there in front of me was a
ladder, it reached up to the distant light in the dark grey cloud's overhead, the ladder was silvery wood, no bark but uncut and seeming grown like a
tree with two rung's, the only branches grown as if from both trunk's joining them forming the rung's in the ladder, each rung was about a foot and a
half apart and the ladder was about three feet wide, four or five if you include the trunk's, the grain of the wood had fine crack's in it and it had
knot's but no branches other than the rung's, it seemed to go upward forever into the distance overhead, oddly my body there was numb, I could feel
but it was almost as if it was somehow detatched and numb compared to my physical body.
I climbed with the intent of climbing forever to reach God but upon touching the third rung I felt a force lift me and nearly stumbled but found
myself in a pastel lighted place, I dared not look up and felt a great weight of intense shame as if the whole world was my fault, I made a simple
request for a person whose suffering I had been experiencing or hallucinating to be looked after and then stepped backward, I stepped down one rung
not three and woke as if I had stepped back into my body.
In 1995 I was in intense pain, probably a mixture of stress, suffering caused by that doping two years earlier and probably simply because I was not
living as I should but had retreated into myself, As I lay there feeling like I was dying I heard, now this is peculiar it is like having ear's
somewhere else and being able to hear perfectly through them, but I heard a group of what sounded like Eton accented yobbo's mocking and one said
"Let's turn him OFF", now I have never experience this before and I was fully conscious but felt very ill then with no warning I was in what I can
only describe as Oblivion, I had no senses at all, sight, sound, touch, hearing all gone, not even a sense of a body or mind just consciousness, no
sense of time and no sense of space, no light, no darkness just awareness.
Then I became aware of myself and it was as if I was waking up like someone that has been asleep, I was not me but I was my consciousness and before
I could take whatever form I really have something found me in that place I regard as being outside of time and dimension, I was then given a sense of
vision, imagine a grey void with no depth, no size but a feeling if infinity, before me a dark grey sphere almost black against the grey appeared and
then a number of triangular form's appeared around it like pyramid's pointing there apex at the sphere, though there was no sense of direction a voice
spoke to me and seemed to be directing my attention at the sphere "MAIN AGRESSOR" no emotional inflection and as perfect a voice as I have ever heard,
male but no definable age but definitely not an old man's voice, the triangular pyramid like form's had what I would call a primary colour but it was
not one that is present in the world and not one I have a word for, it was like something shifted and I snapped awake, the pain had gone and I heard
the same voices whom had said "Let's Turn Him OFF" but they were laughing a scared or even terrified kind of laugh and then seemed to run away in that
other place down some kind of Corridor I could not see but could hear that did not correspond to my physical locality there foot steps echoing as they
fled on what sounded like tiled or concrete/stone floor".
My interpretation a soul has a soul?.
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