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EXCERPT FROM THE
BOOK:
MOST PEOPLE TALK
BULLSHIT -
One Primate's Search
For Intelligent Life (EXODUS)
Fasting For Purification and Enlightenment
As I studied more about yoga and other mind/body disciplines, I
became curious about the benefits of progressive fasting. Going
without food has always been the toughest thing for me. Even
starving was not as mentally difficult as simply going without
food. Since working regularly for the past few years, I had made
it my mission to not miss a meal.
Now I went on a program of fasting a little, eating perfectly,
fasting a little longer, and again eating perfectly.
The
first day I went without food was tough. The following week, I
went two days. It was tougher, with the headaches and
lightheadedness being especially bad; the three days the next
week were the worst. After that, I did not fast for two weeks.
The next three-day fast wasn’t so bad. Finally, I went ten days
without eating, and even abstained from sex (that was really
tough, tougher than going without food). I only drank water and
meditated.
During this time of fasting, my dreams became more colorful and
I again tried to have out-of-body experiences.
An OBE Of The Remote
Viewing Kind
Previous to my new regiment, I had gone so long without
attempting an OBE that it was tough to try again. It took many
attempts before I started to get the familiar sensations. Then I
succeeded. On previous attempts, I had come close, but one
distraction or another had interrupted me and I had given up and
gone to sleep.
Then one night I was awakened by a noise outside.
I was
in bed, listening intently, trying to figure out what was making
the noise, when the familiar sensations began. This time,
however, the light inside my head was not as bright as during
previous experiences. It seemed more like remote viewing, since
I could not feel my new body or see any part of it. I did,
however, have the sensation of floating. I looked down at the
bed and was amused to see that I looked like a mannequin. It was
as if my mind’s vision extended beyond my body and would go
wherever I directed it.
I looked around the room, making sure everything was in its
place and kept a wary eye out for any dwarfs or other
potentially disturbing entities.
I remained close to my body while I continued to look around. I
attempted to alleviate my fears by telling myself that God would
protect me. This thought encouraged me to extend my exploration
to include the rest of my doublewide trailer. I was able to
float my vision to the other side of the room while never moving
beyond the sight of my prone body; nothing was where it
shouldn’t be. A neighbor’s dog started to howl and this sent a
stab of fear into my mind. I felt myself rush back into my
body.
On other nights, evenings or early mornings,
I
awakened to these sensations and would explore around my bed. A
few times I could see the outline of my non-ordinary body,
though usually it appeared as a perfect shadow outline. Although
I could go where my mind directed, the level of control I
desired seemed to be lacking. The majority of times I was able
to leave my body only after an intensive attempt to do just
this. Most of my OBE’s were never as intense as the daytime one
I
experienced years before in the Marines. During some of the
OBE’s I experienced while fasting, I
came across items or furniture that did not exist when I
was in my normal body.
After the first few days of the fast, I felt more energized; my
thinking became clearer and I felt more centered. Also, the
hunger was gone and I worked out as much as I had before
fasting, but now I didn’t use the heavy weights that would force
me to do four or less reps.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Night Time OBE – A Higher
Level
On the
tenth night, I lay in bed. I was not fatigued; it was simply the
normal time I went to bed.
I
decided to try another OBE. Over and over I experienced the
familiar sensations, but each time one thing or another
distracted me.
I got
out of bed, deciding to work out with weights, doing just one
set of all my exercises at 50%. My previous workouts had left me
feeling better. I had not increased weight or reps since the
fast, but I felt my body and mind aligning towards a more
efficient state. It was about quarter after eleven and I still
wasn’t sleepy or fatigued. Rather the light workout seemed to
both energize and relax me.
I decided to lie down again, turning out all of the lights, even
the lava lamp. There was extensive cloud cover and no moon to
light the midnight sky, so the room was pitch black. Going
through the rituals to attain an OBE, my mind was extremely
alert, but also calm, with no scattered thoughts to distract me.
Eventually
I felt
the same sensations I had in Cherry Point. This was the third
time I had experienced every atom in my body vibrating at higher
and higher frequencies; my muscles were molten wax.
The
humming of the frequencies was deafening, yet not painfully so.
The glow of intense bright golden light inside my head filled my
world. I fell through the floor.
Then I was standing over my body. Curiously,
I
could see every thing clearly. How could that be? Despite
my poor eyesight, I have always enjoyed superior night vision.
Yet even with this advantage, the room had been pitch black
before I had begun meditating.
Once again, it was as if my vision was superhuman.
I
looked down at my body and it was apparent the fasting had made
a difference in my appearance. I was skinnier, yet much
healthier. I thought, “Wow, I look as relaxed as humanly
possible without being dead.” This thought so startled me that I
did a double take. I saw a slight smile of bliss on my face. My
breathing was barely noticeable, but I thought, “Nope, I’m
not dead.”
I could see with unusual clarity. I could see the energy fields
of all of the articles in the room. I saw that my non-ordinary
body was naked, did not surprise me since I always sleep in the
buff. My body looked perfectly formed and I could see a type of
aura of fluctuating energy fields extending out from my body.
My non-ordinary body was emanating energy fields that were more
colorful and brighter than any of the other articles in the
room, and the scintillating waves extended much further than
anything in the room, and although I didn’t see it, I had the
sense the my energy extended to and perhaps beyond the limits of
the universe. I felt that my energy was influence by and in
turn, influenced all other energy fields, which I felt also
included, all people.
I looked again at my ordinary body lying prone on the bed. The
energy fields generated from my ordinary body was much more
dramatic in everyway compared to all articles in the room except
for my non-ordinary body which my ordinary body’s energy paled
by comparison.
I wondered if this was because my ‘real’ self was apart from it.
I looked around again and I noticed that some of the articles
appeared to have their energy more pronounced than other
articles.
Why was that I wondered. Then it hit me, everything that was
organic in origin showed more energy.
The
wooden pencils and even the sheets of paper and envelopes on my
desk showed more intensely. A few balls of paper that I had
crumbled up earlier in the day looked especially neat because
the whorl of patterns that the crumbled paper had.
My wooden desk produced more than the cinder blocks that were
holding up my bookcase or the Formica counter top in the
kitchen. The less processed the organic article, the more
energy. The few plants that I kept in the trailer produced even
more energy; despite the fact that they were half dead from the
inadequate care I had given them.
It occurred to me to go to the full-length mirror on my bathroom
door, and as I looked at the mirror, wondering if I could see
myself. I was disappointment instead. I was standing in front of
the mirror and I could look down at my non-ordinary form and
look back at the mirror and see back behind me as if I was the
mirror looking out and there was no one to impair my view of the
room. I was disappointed because I felt that if I could see
myself that would show me proof of these experiences.
I also
wondered if the reason for not seeing my self had to do with the
properties of light, the speed of light, which I knew to be
186,000 miles per second, and uncertain properties of human
consciousness. An errant thought that perhaps my consciousness
and perception in my ordinary body extended faster than the
speed of light. I wondered if the speed of consciousness was
faster than the speed of light, or perhaps even instantaneous.
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