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#3817
 	From: "pjgaenir" 
Date: Wed Jan 28, 2004 9:04 pm
Subject: OBE Logic 	pjgaenir

  	  	

I was napping earlier and having the coolest OBE.

I was aware that I was out of body, but at the time, I believed the
dream was a real reality. (Can't argue that, I guess.)

I was flying around the room going, "I love.  This is so fun!  I love
the OBE thing."  But the more I thought about it intellectually, the
closer it brought me to my body.  So I went up and tried to go
through the ceiling.  But I could feel it, and it stopped me.  It
felt soft, more like a mattress than the ceiling.

I told myself ok.  I am in a frequency, a rate of vibration, too low--
the ceiling is still partly physical to me.  I need to increase my
speed and get more etheric.  So I closed my (astral) eyes and
concentrated on becoming more ghostly, so to speak.  I disocvered in
this process that it was partly 'relaxing more' and partly
actually 'dispersing myself'.  As if I were made of billions of
particles and and the less solidly they were grouped together--the
more they were spread thinly--the less solid I would seem.

So I worked on that for awhile, until I was able finally to
go 'through' the ceiling and up above the buildings (in that reality)
to see the world outside.

Then I had what seemed a very strange dream, which I understood
was 'back' in time.  I had some invention and this guy was asking me
what the big deal about it was.  I said well, imagine being able to
have a light, and you can take it anywhere, and it requires no flame,
and it doesn't usually break if you drop it!  He agreed that was
amazing.  I was having a hard time with him because it used lucite in
the product, and I didn't realize until he and I were deep in
discussion that plastic did not exist in his reality, so seeing
something thin, clear and strong and hard was a bit much for him.  At
some point I went back and the man I was 'working through'--as if I
were a spirit that 'joined' him now and then--was thought to be dead,
as they couldn't wake him up.  There was much more but I don't
remember anything else linear enough to write in words.

Then I felt that I was getting too close to my body again, thinking
too intellectually.  As I was thinking about that, I felt I was 'in'
my body, and I wasn't comfortable enough (I was sitting up and my
head was really leaning.  So I readjusted and put myself back into
sleep. I had to "relax and diffuse myself" to get 'ghostly' enough to
be non-mass enough to slide out of my body again, but then a moment
later, noises in the other room woke me up.

Kinda neat though!

PJ