The Vibes Strike Back
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The past few weeks have been uneventful until late December. Back of the envelope math tells me this insomnia will have me paying off sleep debt until the end of February so there hasn't been any real OBE attempts. I've just been pushing hard for sleep, keeping caffeine low and none afternoon, going to bed early, not spending any time listening to music of any variety.
Then last night, out of desperation to get to sleep fast, I took a double of a sample of Dayvigo, 4000mg of Magnesium L-Threonate, 30mg Melatonin, 4mg of Galantamine, and laid down on the couch on my back. Now usually laying on my back is a No-No ever since the L5 Laminectomy, but I felt the Dayvigo bring sleep on fast and a thread of thought or intuition was feeling anticipatory for some reason and I decided to comply.
I quickly quiesced all thoughts and waited for sleep to come. It didn't. Pretty much immediately flashes of light were detectable from 'over' my head and I knew I was in for the vibrations if I maintained composure. Next came the real hypnagogic imagery. I've never thought that the imagery would have such a high resolution! Not even my daydreams look this real.
There were only 2 images in this set. One was like a torn, flat, grey field, with a zig-zag or chevron pattern appearing behind the tears. The other was a repeat of the woman's/statue head, slowly rotating. While the silver grey head slowly rotated in between vicious brain zaps, I could make out in the upper left of my 'view' an orb. Was it a consciousness? I hailed it but got nothing from it other than a watchfulness, if anything.
So, this time, I had my wits about me. This time, I would not allow the vibrations to end before attempting an exit. I only had to make sure not to move my physical body, right?
I mean, the vibrations were there. They weren't scary; they were a bit less rough than the last time, or maybe I was just mis-remembering the intensity from the first time. Either way, I had a plan and I was going to implement it. I was calm, cool and collected, just observing, and providing no judgments about the experience.
So as the vibrations had peaked and then just began to ease off, I tried to roll out to the right, off the couch. Nothing. No movement. I centered and made my intent to rise straight up to the ceiling. Nothing doing there, either. I tried to roll out to the left, through the couch toward the kitchen. And that's when the pain hit.
Very acutely, I could tell that my astral body was struggling, being stuck at the solar plexus, or feeling mortally tied to the physical, there. The more I struggled, the more it hurt, and I can still feel the echo of that hurt, at night, in the quiet. I received a sense that if it were to be cut, that would be the end of me. So I stopped struggling and laid there in peace a moment.
Eventually, I noticed I was skimming across the kitchen hardwoods, seemingly face-down, and out/through the kitchen door, then turning a hard right, proceeded out/through the screened door of the deck, then up and over the back yard!
For a moment, I had a bird's eye view of the back yard, with the driveway and trees seemingly lit by an unobservable light. And there were beings all around the house. Were kids playing in the backyard? We often let them play kickball or wiffleball in the back yard or basketball in the driveway, but at this hour? My thoughts were confused and I didn't remember to ask for Clarity, dang it!
As soon as I wondered about the provenance of those beings outside the house, I blanked out and was gone.
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