Varieties of Psychic Experiences

[Magnet Man]

Psychic Attack

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I was resting in my bed one morning with my eyes closed. Without opening my eyes, I sensed some being enter the room. I thought it was my dog, come begging for a walk in the park. So I felt no alarm. There was pressure on the mattress. Again I thought it was he, about to give me a lick. So I remained open to his affection. Suddenly there was loud animal snort/growl right beside my ear. Every muscle and sinew suddenly went rigid. It felt as though I was being gripped from within by iron bands. For some unknown reason I remained calm. I thought that if I could move just one finger, I would triumph over whatever the force was that had entered my body. I struggled with all my might. The finger began to move. The iron grip then suddenly switched to my throat. I was being strangled from inside my body! Now I got frightened. Without any thought, I gasped out a phrase.

"I Know Jesus!" (I have no idea why that popped out. I have never felt that I have had more than a nodding aquaintance with him)

No relief. The inner pressure just got tighter. I was in the throes of suffocation The room began to spin crazily. I was desperate. I began to feel that I might really die. A thought flashed into my mind. A yogi friend had told me that he had once used a certain battle mantra to ward off a psychic attack. I remembered the mantra and managed to gasp it aloud.

"Om namo Shivaya!!" -

Instant relief. It was as though nothing had happened.

As I lay there bewildered, I tried to comprehend what had happened, The angry snort that had preceded the invasion into my body was definately animal. A long-forgotten incident filtered into my mind. I had once calously shot a male baboon out of tree for no reason at all except target practice. He fell dead, face down on the ground, his arms outstretched. When I came over to examine him, I was struck at how much the muscular structure of his back, shoulders and arms made him look like a dead human. In those days baboon troops were regarded as vermin by farmers who were continuously harrassed by their incursions into maize fields. A troop of fifty can wreak havock, stripping hundreds of cobs and running off with only one or two apiece. Never-the less I felt a definate twinge of consciousness, That shameful old memory made me think it was his spirit that had come for revenge.

Several months later, I was busy on documentary television special that focused on the training of Shamans. I made a friend of one of them and invited him over to my house for a cup of tea. The Zulu shaman shivvered violently as soon as he crossed my thresh-hold.
"You have an angry spirit in your house."
"Who?"
"Baboon."

I had never told anybody about the psychic attack, or my shamful story of the baboon.

The shaman came back a week later with a gourd filled with a potion he had made. He used a wildebeeste tail as a switch, dipped it in the gourd and went around the house, from room to room, sprinkling the walls with the potion.

I never had another attack in that house.

[Magnet Man]

GHOST

Some years back on a business trip to England, my host put me up in an old inn a few miles out of London.

I retired early and was settling down to sleep when a woman entered my room. She seemed real, but was an apparition really, for I had seen her walk right through the bolted door.

She was about 30 with shoulder-length blonde hair. She wore a long silky blue dress. She sobbed quietly to herself as she crossed the floor and sat down on the foot of my bed, seemingly unaware of my presence.

From the start I was gripped by an icy fear. My body seemed paralysed. I could not have lifted a finger. I was lying face down on my pillow. What kept me from going out of my mind, was the puzzle I was wrestling with - how could I see her so clearly through the back of my head?

I do not know how long she sat there sobbing or how long I lay paralyzed. All I remember is waking up the next morning to find her gone.

At breakfast I asked the inn-keeper if anybody else had seen her. He denied that there was a ghost in his hostel.

[Magsj]

I dislike paranormal events, but they are sometimes part of our lives and we have no say in the matter!

[murex]

I've also had a strange thing happen to me while parylized.

Sleep parylasis ensued after my eyes went into REM mode with me still conschious!!! Very strange feeling because you think you always have control over your eyeballs. I felt like I was on a roller coaster, and at the end of the ups and downs was nothing, and i felt good until I reached that point, and for some reason, there was immediate fear. Before I could really react, I was allready frightened to death, but I effectively subdued this feeling, I heard a snap and then I could see things around me. The air was filled with static, and it was hazy in my room. I could hear the radio in my head at times, and conversations that may or may not have been in the form of radio waves. I tried to go back into my body and wake up, but when I forced my head down I became....'blurred' in a way and the feeling of my head was fragmented like a slow-capture camera taking a pitcure of someone moving. It felt like that if that makes sense. I eventually gathered my self by focusing, and I eventually became intact, or felt intact. I slowly came out of the parylasis, but I didn't move for a while because I felt really good- it was like hundreds of small warm waves of water washing over me. I then got up when this feeling deminished and noticed my pupils were almost gone- they shrunk to pinholes. Crazy experience.

[MagnetMan]

I met a woman who claimed that she had been abducted by an alien when she was 18 and taken to another planet. She had been out riding her horse when a space ship landed and a human-looking alien got out and kidnapped her. Accoding to her story she married her alien abductor and had a child by him and was then returned alone to earth.

When I met her, she was middle-aged and married to an Englishman. Though he obviously loved her, their marriage was strained by his embarrassment of her endless insitance in recounting her alien abduction. Of course, even if they wanted to, nobody believed her,

She had some facts to back up her claim. Her horse had returned riderless to her home. Large search-parties had been unable to locate her body. She returned home some three weeks later in the same riding outfit.

During her subsequent life, she drew pictures of the ship that had abducted her and gave some account of the engine that drove it. She also had a few pebbles she claimed she had taken from the other world. Geologists werre unable to place their origins.

I believe the whole episode was an out-of-body psychic experience - as i believe all other alien abductions are. Astral traveling is a real conscious experience. The body left behind goes into a state of deep hibernation/suspended animation. It can survive for months like that.

I think this poor women, who lived such an incredulous life, was unable to realize what had actually happened. I feel the same compassion for all other alien abductees. Astral separation is the only realistic answer.

[murex]

I also believe the 'alien abduction' experiences are a form of an outer body experience. Of course, if other conchiousnesses can be met in such a state, it could explain some things.

[piper]

murex said:

I also believe the 'alien abduction' experiences are a form of an outer body experience. Of course, if other conchiousnesses can be met in such a state, it could explain some things.

Interesting idea Murex, that would explain alot of unexplained behavior on the behalf of people. What if those consciousnesses (is that even a word?) influenced people like a sort of hypnosis, I think that's kinda what you"re saying here..

[Trivium515]

I don't know if this belongs in this thread but; when I was much younger, 8 or 9, I remember having this very strange feeling of no longer being connected to who I was at that moment. its very dificult to explain, but it was as if I were someone else examining myself from afar, examining my thoughts, actions, emotions, appearance, but when I tried to rationalize what was happening, this strange new perspective was gone as quickly as it had come about. It only lasted a few seconds. This happened twice more after the first occurrence. Is this what people call an "out of body" experience.?

[MagnetMan]

quicksilver said:

This happened twice more after the first occurrence. Is this what people call an "out of body" experience.?

If you saw your body as separate, then yes, you were out.

If not then I would say who were experiencing your first brain switch, which happens around seven or eight years. That is when the analytical side of the brain becomes dominant and the intuitive side goes passive.

In this sense we are all schizoid, which can become pathological if the two sides of the brain do not harmonize and communicate as one consciousness.

but when I tried to rationalize what was happening, this strange new perspective was gone as quickly as it had come about. It only lasted a few seconds.

Once the analytical side of the brain kicks in the intuitive magic disappears in a puff. Hunches get kicked out f consciousness the same way. Then we berate ourselves for not following them when a future event, already psychically seen by the intuitive brain, happens.

Here is an example of brain switching.
I was walking in a Japanese monastery garden one morning after several days of intense zazen, a week-long meditation period called sesshin The extreme pain of hours of sitting in lotus had put me into a right brain mode. I was thinking of nothing but easing the pain, when for some reason I became conscious that the environment around me seemed to stand dead still, as though holding its breath.

In that moment I became super-naturally conscious that all the vegetable plants were aware of me - it was like I was on a stage, alone, with thousands of eyes on me. The moment of wonderment was timeless, perhaps a split second, perhaps a whole minute. I don't know.

What I do know is the second I tried to analyze it, the etheric feeling of a shared consciousness was gone.

Since then I never walk through any natural wilderness or cultivated garden, without instinctively knowing that Natural Consciousness - plants, rocks, hidden animals, insects, the ground itself - each consciousness unhampered by artificial analysis and endless reflective judgments, is ever-present, sharing the walk and enjoying my witness of its beauty.

Before Stone Age man turned to agriculture and impacted nature artificially, I think he was at One with that natural consciousness - He was an animist.

I think your dog, walking beside you, is in a right brain mode, intuitively sharing his consciousness with everything around him. He goes into a left brain mode, as soon as his senses tell him there is something to hunt.

[Trivium515]

Thank you for the answers and the sharing of your conscious experience MM, this is something I have wondered about for a long time.

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If you saw your body as separate, then yes, you were out. [/quote]

I felt disconnected from 'myself', but I do not recall actually seeing my body from afar, just my mind and personality. looking at my thoughts as if from a stranger's point of view.

If not then I would say who were experiencing your first brain switch, which happens around seven or eight years. That is when the analytical side of the brain becomes dominant and the intuitive side goes passive.
In this sense we are all schizoid, which can become pathological if the two sides of the brain do not harmonize and communicate as one consciousness.

This strikes a cord. within the few seconds that this was happening to me, I felt very uncomfortable, like I couldn't or shouldn't stay in that state for long, else I would go mad.

I think your dog, walking beside you, is in a right brain mode, intuitively sharing his consciousness with everything around him.

I think it is the same for young children to some degree. I know that at a young age I always loved and wanted to be outdoors, but as I got older the experience was never quite the same again, pertaining to:

Once the analytical side of the brain kicks in the intuitive magic disappears in a puff.