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Also there was a concept I once heard that the human mind acts as filter of reality - that if the filter is not working properly we would see
so much that we would go insane
The biological filter and entrainment since birth (if not before) go a long way to making everyone feel sure they're in the same 'reality.'
I had a couple theories while this was going on, after deciding that neither insanity (because I found other people with impossibly similar accounts)
nor archetypes (because if they can become physical or leave physical evidence, that word profoundly fails in its job as a descriptor) were probably
the case, which were:
1. Perhaps some individuals are more neurologically affected than others by the massive overdose of EM pollution in our society, and perhaps one of
the effects is literally to sort of "shift" the frequencies which they are able to perceive. They may be "reading between the lines of reality" you
2. I lived in southern coastal California when all this began. I eventually felt that if I moved (because I literally kept getting impetus to 'get
out' as if it were doomed) that perhaps, if nothing else, the "interactive visions" of catastrophic environmental doom would go away. I left in March
1995 and traveled around the country for a bit, got married in Florida, moved to Portland OR for awhile, visited Cour d'Alene ID for a bit then moved
to Seattle WA for a couple years. And guess what? A whole lot more of it vanished the minute I left California than I expected.
One friend's theory: clandestine research subject.
Another friend's theory: you expected it to improve, so it did.
Another friend's theory: your job was stressing you out, so leaving that solved the psyche weirdness.
I don't agree with those, I'm just being fair and sharing some other perspectives.
I have no theory now, but my theory back THEN was:
That perhaps where I lived in CA had ongoing, extensive but very very subtle geomagnetic events going on under the surface all the time. And I lived
and worked in a valley "on a giant anthill" as one maintenance worker called it -- the big Jan 94 quake was incredible where I was, even some of the
aftershocks, while my friend on a shale hill about a mile or two away was hardly affected.
So my theory was that maybe in response to very subtle effects physiologically, my mind perceived a threat, and was "expanding my perception" -- as a
survival skill. So, similar to first theory, but different cause.
There were many things that happened more not less when I left, such as certain identities, certain negative experiences particularly with dreams, a
variety of fey-type stuff (e.g. I met a Spider Deva [?!]), and your basic spontaneous chakra / altered state / psi experiences.
But some things happened radically less, to include the constant blondes/bugs/fragiles interaction (although I had a sort of esoteric experience which
may relate to that stopping), and to include ALL, literally all (!) of the "interactive visions," as well as several offbeat symptoms I think are best
put in the schiz category.
I also got pregnant in late '95 (I had met my husband in a small private UFO online group, and we felt very 'encouraged' to each other. Too bad it
didn't last past our kid's conception, lol). So given a few of the memories (I have vastly fewer in the category of sex/genetics/breeding than some
people), perhaps that simply disqualified me for a lot of what had been going on prior, who knows.
With that in mind I would attempt to control your dreamings to avoid possible madness - Notice I'm not saying eliminate it entirely, just try
to maintain control, We aliens prefer to communicate with sane humans.
I don't know what it's like for other people, as I don't think I've really asked anyone about this particular element, but I wasn't asleep
for a lot of it. I called much of it dreaming at the time because I had absolutely no words for a third category of experience that was neither
this-world nor dreaming, and I felt that relegating it all to being 'waking dreams' made it seem much safer and less crazy. At least 'waking dream' I
have a term for.
I am almost ridiculously functional in most ways at least, which is probably why I got through a couple years of intense experiences that put some
others in straightjackets, with little more than some PTSD and a long case study my poor friend felt obliged to wade through since I wrote it for her.
Seriously, there were times when I went right from writing about the (entities, aliens, psychic stuff, whatever it was) to work and gave a
presentation to the board of directors. (I was a corporate officer in a small but very intense and complex R&D firm.) I spent huge efforts keeping my
"weird life" in line so it wouldn't screw up my "real life" which to me was my job or computer. It did a little, particularly when I started
remembering multiple timelines for awhile and having impossible, literally hours of-3-second-advance-deja-vu (blessedly that passed) but not too
I was more concerned with what was good for me, what let me function without freaking out (paranoia, obsession, and more kept getting sparked by the
survival-skill fear of my body about it all), and what mental-model about it all allowed it to simply "be," whatever it was without too much
judgement, all under the assumption that eventually, all the bizarre stuff would sure either go away, or start to make more sense.
It actually did start as chaos but gradually started making more sense, then making emotional and eventually 'spiritual' connections with me. I think
people who go to a psychiatrist early on, they're in chaos and they get drugged, they have fear added to that, and it doesn't end well for them. A lot
of it did start getting some organization pattern to it over time with me. This might be the mind's survival instinct just making-it-make-sense, who
And eventually some of it went away, and later, most of the rest of it went away.
The experiences I have now are mostly limited to intentional imaginal meditations, the occasional dream, and psi. All the really out-there stuff from
the case-study period, I don't have anymore.
Though the profound change in my style of thinking, belief systems et al. was certainly permanent.
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