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quote:Originally posted by MidnightRambler:
Go for it.
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Well, I've talked to several different beings, although they weren't "ghosts" or "satan"(Satan is probably the least understood figure in mythology).
One of my most intenesly spiritual moments was a few weeks ago. I had decided to smoke(more specifically, vaporize) some high quality marijuana and properly meditate for once. I put a pillow on my floor, lit a candle, set my weed smoking supplies next to me, then turned off the lights and sat down.
I smoked a fair amount to the point where I was pretty damn stoned. I tried closing my eyes and relaxing, but the candle was too distracting, so I blew it out. My memory of just how exactly things went down is a
bit hazy, but this is the gist of it:
I slowed my breathing, let myself go, and focused on the visuals I was experiencing (I get CEVs and OEVs more intensly and more frequently than most people with weed). Pretty soon, I was in front of a group of nameless, faceless people, a sort of tribunal - but not in any malicious or authoritative way. Well, they weren't "people", but they were beings. This is a bit hard to describe, as you can imagine. They started talking to me and it felt as if I was talking to myself in a way, but really it was more like they were talking
through me to me. This was a bit unexpected, and immediately the cynical and logical side of me protested saying that I was crazy or just really stoned. They told me to not worry and to let go, that it didn't matter if it really was just me or if it was other beings - in the end it was the same. They(me?) said that it was the experience that counted, I wanted something like this and so I shouldn't stop myself from having it.
They basically gave encompassing, probably metaphorical(and literal at the same time) prophecy of my life. We were on like, a cliff/mountain, sort of, and there was a huge chasm/hole ahead of me with another cliff/mountain on the other side. They asked me if they thought I could jump to the other side. I hesitated and thought about it for a moment and said "Yes", but after I answered and began to run, I had second thoughts and slowed down. Then they asked again, "Are you sure?", and I realized that I could do whatever the hell I wanted, and basically thought, "Fuck it", and ran as fast as I could and jumped. I almost didn't make it. My foot hit the edge of the cliff and I fell, but I grabbed on and pulled myself up, kept walking and never looked back...
That was one of my experiences. If you'd like to hear more, I'll go on, but I'm not going to write it if it's not wanted/not appreciated
edit: I realized in the begining I talked about changing your views about spirituality/religion, but that mainly applied to the true nature of ghosts/satan which I have not personally experienced, and have only read about. If that's what you were hoping for, I'm sorry, but I hope that you got something out of my testimony, so to speak...
[This message has been edited by Rizzo in a box (edited 01-05-2007).]
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