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Post by Cuaresma1971 on May 8, 2009 17:17:52 GMT -4
Thanks Sapphire. Now,once I had an astral with encountering a murdered woman. I am very sure no doubt she is resting in peace with her child. Before I left,she told me that time is essence for me,that I needed to go back where I came from. I didn't feel like it was a Near Death Experience,nor did I feel lurid at that time. I wasn't sick in health. I think she noticed a happening to me which caused her to say such a thing. By the way,you spoke of how astral babies do not have "human fat",I agree with you on that one. It is just that the baby I picked up felt "too" real.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on May 8, 2009 17:24:45 GMT -4
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on May 20, 2009 19:39:27 GMT -4
today,I had learned the pregnant mother recieved a degree in ornament horticulture-the treatment of agriculture vegetation,in short-plant cultivation,which to no surprise,she must of inherited her love for gardening from her father,who actually owns a dairy farm. No wonder I was shown her astral lucid green landscaping. Marvelous. ;DI think if anyone going for astral in need of decorating their garden,then go this woman By saying that no disrespect to her.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on May 22, 2009 23:08:29 GMT -4
I don't want to bring up old,old dreams on here,but here it goes,and I believe this may have to do with .....Sept.11,2001.
It was in mid-April of that year,that I had a rather uneasy dream...a bad one if you will. I was in a elevator,dressed in a business suit. And these other occupants was with me dressed like they were professionals at Wall Street,you know what I mean. Then all of sudden,all of us were thrown around violently as the elevator went plunging downwards so fast,that the pressure was felt in this chute. I can remember all of us were slamming against one another. the elevator was turned in a 360,that I felt so nauseated. Before the dream ended,I saw one of these men laying down with silver coins on his eyelids. I know for a fact an elevator could not of possibly went in a full 360 spin because there is always a shaft supporting the beams. But this scene was so tense. I just knew I and these other men would not make it out. I mean,the man with the coins in his eyes,had to tell me something after waking up---he was dead. Dreams have graphic meanings especially something like this. So I am thinking I must of been at ground zero inside one of the towers. I could not find an headline story way before 9/11 about a elevator accident. What do the rest of you think? Was I actually experiencing death as it happened? I know it sounds like a silly queston,so I thought I would ask.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Jul 11, 2009 19:05:02 GMT -4
I think this might be the place to discuss an past life experience,since this was from a dream.
Once,a dream occured while meditation of the body as well the mind. On the beach I was a young Hispanic/Latino male of Cuban or Mexican Spaniard descend who spend his life womanizing,drinking,working out,a photographer snapshooting curvy females. Writing down these sexual adventures as a keepsake. That was my past life. I was practically a gigolo living off the money of women who supported me in exchange for being a entertaining host to them; a male "slut" prostitute if you will. Suave. Yeah,yeah. Whatever. I was in my twenties. The time was somewhere during the early 1960's. Erotic and sleazy was the two best words I can best describe my lifestyle. A Latin charm with class. Making easy money. My stepmom,she and I had more than a relationship together. She looked real beautiful inside and out,to my eyes. She did resemble a lot of the actress Halle Berry,only more with those curls. My dad was a American military officer who was too conservative,and was not pleased with both my outgoing stepmother and I. On the beach out in what I might believe is to be Florida,I was romancing and dining women and teenage girls. They would even let me get real naughty with them all. I was treated like a celebrity,a royal king,having it all made out for me.
With these dreams of females I have been having,I think it must of been brought back to me in my current life. Some of these females might of been attached to my previous life,I just can't remember all of them femmes. Maybe I owe them child support lol.
Sapphire,is it possible to have more than a singular past life? I had two which made me convince myself only one can be the truth.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Nov 29, 2012 14:45:04 GMT -4
Hey everyone! How's Sapphire today?
I haven't been logged in for quite a long time like a few years on this forum.
My latest wierd dream involves a tanker truck that crashed on a Bay Area Bridge. Seemed too real to me, I thought I was in astral projection.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Jan 31, 2015 17:33:34 GMT -4
My last AP was sometime last week. It felt good cause' it has been a long time since I has a AP OBE.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Apr 10, 2015 15:15:59 GMT -4
I've been here, as a member, since like forever, actually around early 2006. I've posted a lot of my dreams on here, not mentioning the old Sapphire forum. My first sleep paralysis episode would take me some time to post it on here. Great to be back on this forum. )
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Post by Adzi on Apr 17, 2015 6:28:57 GMT -4
I've been here, as a member, since like forever, actually around early 2006. I've posted a lot of my dreams on here, not mentioning the old Sapphire forum. My first sleep paralysis episode would take me some time to post it on here. Great to be back on this forum. ) nice to see u here too
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on May 2, 2015 19:14:57 GMT -4
AP'ed to Baltimore early this week after the riots. A lot of negative astral dimensions on both sides, the rioters, as well the Baltimore Police Dept., while projecting in the East Coast.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Feb 20, 2016 16:46:42 GMT -4
Well astral catalepsy happened again early this past Mon morning. I was hagged by what is known as a entity. It was a small figure I saw through a holographic image during sleep paralysis. And it choked me all while it sat on my chest. I did not panic on this episode as I do on several episodes, but using my third eye I did astral out of my body and fought it well until this thing was finally off me. I recall during this episode, this thing looked like a mini-me of a spectral old hag, which is the size of an adult being. And I was on my back when this occured. I said a prayer afterwards,upon returning back to sleep. It was before 1:25 a.m. when it went down, because I happened to look at the clock nearby me.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Aug 30, 2018 1:06:13 GMT -4
THE PLAGUE
Alright! Here is what happened in last nights dream. I was with my family in our hometown in Brentwood(not the OJ Brentwood), and Pope Francis was speaking in Latin in a orchard. THen he coughed out violently a swarm of zillion bees from his mouth and everybody was stung, including myself. I was viewing this from multiple angles like remote viewing. It could of been astral projection. Strange enough, this was not the first time this happened. A year ago on this very same night(Aug 28th, 2017) this very same dream occurred. A dream re-occurrence. I was interpreting this attack was a result of the recent sex abuse scandal that is going on with the Vatican---the papacy under pressure and was retaliating the public with a plague. I am just figuring out. Anyone with insights of the dream. I would appreciate it.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Apr 23, 2019 17:03:17 GMT -4
Tried both CRV and ERV several times with few success rates. The only reason I stopped doing it, for the time being, is because of Dueteronomy 18:10 forbids any Judeo-Christia from placing trust in occult practices. That from Yaweh directly. But my ability came natural; no self-divinity, seeking in fortune tellers, witches, or shamans. Geeze! what would Jesus do? What about the likes of Carlos Castaneda with his mentor, Don Juan?
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Feb 1, 2020 17:16:03 GMT -4
After a long haitus, I'm back! LOL.
Feared for their sting, bees are one of natures industrious workers. Dream researchers have said about being stung by these hairy creatures indicate the dream with a bee stinging that person, “you’ve been felt, subconsciously, wronged in life.”
Swarm of bees in the subconscious state of REM dream indicate good fortune since they are very industrious, and that the dreamer is in due for good luck – hard work pays off- according to researchers.
This past evening, or in the latter part of the twilight hours prior to waking up, the dream I had, was I was in a orchard picking almonds when I heard a buzzing sound. Then out of the blue, a bee landed on my hand. I stung me, twice. Not once, but twice.
Does this mean I felt betrayed or wronged in this life?
I don’t believe I have been wronged recently!
Only explanation about the fury critter stinging me, is that my subconscious tells me that I have been literally have this strange obsession over bees. Productive as they are, bees have value in my life.
“The Swarm”, the film when it came out in 1978, I did have engrossed dreams about killer bees stinging me and the entire town of where I once resided, then. Like an apocalyptic doomsday disaster, if you will!
In cultures around the world, bees indicate various meanings in dreams.
Question: Did any of you have share the dream I had about being stung by a bee or a swarm of bees? If you did, please share yours with me. I would like to find out your interpretation of bees is.
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Post by Cuaresma1971 on Feb 4, 2020 21:45:03 GMT -4
Just yesterday morning, in the twilight hours, was a return of shadow man there perched along aside the bedside as if in kneeling at my side looking at me…the entity scared the wits that the feeling was malevolent. Shadow man had a shape of a mountain valley. All I could hear was the vibrating sound of ‘humming’ like a sonar wave. The panic sensation prevented me from meditating(it was hard to concentrate due to this). A fear of itself manifesting in my head or a entity lurking upon me? Jung mentioned that schizophrenia is similar to people inflicted with ASP (living in a dream state–fear building up on fear). Conesa said that ‘wrestling with ghosts’ and accepting the fear will make you befriend your ghost(self),allowing you to passage into lucid dreams. Early this week(it was Monday morning,early) that I had a ASP episode of a negro woman entering my bedroom uttering me to ‘wake up. “My goodness! You’re always snoring’, she said to me, then a somatic feeling of this lady rubbing her hand firmly along my leg as to wake me up. I just couldn’t move, soon after, until I mentally projected my astral body out of my physical. I soon began to break free from sleep paralysis. Aloof as I may come across, this was one truly one big freaking episode I had in such a long time with my encounter with boogie man. The negro woman? I believe she was boogey woogie man morphing into a less ominent threat. Monday will go down as ominous. Bad things happened yesterday. Not to sound superstitious, but imagine it like when there is a dark cloud brewing, a thunderstorm strikes down after. Just one positive note came out in all of what happened: During last nights segment on COAST TO COAST AM, guest Paul Smith, a veteran remote viewer was speaking on remote viewing dowsing, that put me to asleep into la la land. I went into lucid dreaming. I woke up to find that I mi ssed a good 3/4 of that segment.
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