Here's a recent experience of mine, one of two although both were assisted. I don't seem able to do these on my own.
Tuesday 10.00pm - Went to bed and put a music CD on, fell asleep shortly after CD ended. Awoke at some point to find myself in the bathroom looking at
my reflection. My face was morphing into someone else, my teeth were getting bigger, and one of my front teeth was stained red. This was clearly a
What happened next in no way felt like a dream, in fact I would compare this to my one and only conciously remembered out of body experience 10 years
ago. The only way to decribe an OOBE is to say that it is no different to waking reality, except that your body is back in bed.
The face morphing was a little scary, but before this could develop I found my self outside the bathroom door floating, and heading at speed towards
the far wall. The actual impact was gentle, but I was pressed against the wall for a few seconds before floating back to the door. There I hovered,
and I looked down to the bottom of the staircase and could see a small girl, about 4 foot tall, wearing a blue gothic dress looking back up at me.
Everything was blurred in her direction, like looking through rippled, frosted glass. I got the impression that she was directing my movements, like I
was a puppet on a string. The purpose of dragging me around in my out of body state seemed to be to wake me up, and to know that she was the one who
was in charge. Once I realised this I was back in my body fully awake.
I can't remember what I was thinking at this point - I must have been in shock about the OOBE, but I don't recall what I was thinking. I just remember
staring up at the ceiling and seeing patterns like sunlight reflecting off water. If I focused on the rippling patterns I would see 1000s of stars,
like looking at the Milky Way through a telescope.
I have retained this ability even now, a month later. It is as if a portal to another dimension is opening up in my room. The patterns seem to be
external, because if I put my hands in front of my face the patterns disappear, and if I peek through my hands I can see them again through the gap.
Back to the experience, and I had a thumping heartbeat every time I moved, and there was a feeling of glass bottles rolling about to my right. I
started to panic as I was falling into paralysis, but I pulled myself together and shook it off. Right after that began an incredible vision,
throughout which I was fully awake, and I could open my eyes at will and look around my room, before closing them and continuing. It seemed to go on
for so long that my only worry was that I had to get up in the morning for work. All through the vision I had no paralysis, my heart rate was high,
and the OEVs on the ceiling continued.
The vision started in a corner of a field surrounded by trees. I was flying or floating, and I was looking at incredibly bright, vivid yellow flowers.
The trees and grass were a brilliant green, shining like emeralds, and when I looked up I saw that the trees had bright yellow hanging flowers. I
remember thinking to myself, "My God, Huxley was right!". The colours were incredible.
Bear in mind that all of this was happening as if it were real life.
From the field I found myself getting into a fast sports car, maybe a BMW, and driving around at speed. I loved the feeling of power, and I was going
to hit the road and put my foot down. I took a wrong turning, however, and ended up going down a narrow country lane with walls either side. It looked
like English countryside, very picturesque, and slowly I made my way to a village. I drove through it, and at the other side was a quarry with the
village built around its circumference. At the lower level of the quarry were soldiers in a grey uniform going to and from the entrance.
My memories of events are a bit fragmented from here - I wanted to get up and write things down, but didn't want to disturb what I was seeing. So next
I remember I was a boy of about 18 living in one of the houses around the mine. I looked into a mirror a few times and I looked like the person I saw
in the bathroom earlier. I was living someone else's life.
I thought that I was in the 22nd century for some reason. I tried to explain to the boy's mother that I was actually in a dream in the 21st century,
and that I was asleep in bed 90 years in the past. I wasn't believed, although I remember an old man in a chair who was addressing me as if I was
telling the truth.
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