Matthew
Jedi Master
I am 53 years old and have had several distinct experiences over my lifetime where I have been 'got at' by non-physical force(s) to do harm to other(s). Several times this has been successful and I have done so but fortunately, no lasting harm was caused on these occasions. Mostly, it has been a case of me being prodded to completely lose my temper at someone. Of course, that could happen anyway but on these occasions, I could feel a force exterior to me being applied. However, there are two particular occasions where if I had been unable to control myself the results would have been catastrophic.
The first incident was IIRC in my late teens or early twenties. I was on a transatlantic flight so the jet would have been cruising at a high altitude. I had been seated right next to the entry/exit door and was enjoying the extra legroom when I suddenly got the urge to get up and open the door. I have no idea if this is even possible mid-flight but the urge was almost overwhelming. It seemed to come over me and be an exterior force acting upon me, not unlike a magnet being moved until it was exerting its force upon a piece of metal. Needless to say, I did not do so but it took every ounce of my willpower to stop myself from doing this. The exertion caused me to break out into a sweat and I was gripping the seat to keep myself seated. I kept looking around behind me thinking that I would be able to see who was attacking me. I was so discombobulated that it did not occur to me that it would hardly be anyone physically sitting on the same 'plane that would be attacking me. It wasn't until some time later that I realised to my embarrassment that this was an attack from either someone at a distance or a non-physical entity. This was thirty or so years before I found the Cassiopaean material but I was heavily into massage, meditation and psychic practices at the time so the idea of being attacked like this was not incomprehensible to me. The attack went on for quite some time but fortunately, I managed to keep myself together and I had never felt such relief as when the 'plane touched down at our destination.
The second major potential disaster was at the end of my twenties when I was visiting my parents. I had just done the washing up and was in the process of drying up when my mother said something that enraged me beyond all reason. I had in my hand a large chef's knife, not unlike the prop used in the [in]famous Psycho shower scene. I had this overwhelming urge to attack my mother with it and stab her again and again and again. This absolutely terrified me because this feeling was so unutterably alien to me. Now, it was hardly unknown for my mother to say or do something that would irritate me, bless her, but nothing to that degree. If on a scale of my personal irritation of one to ten with one being very slightly irritated and ten being me completely losing my cool and temper and giving the unfortunate recipient the full vent of my mind and mouth this reaction was well beyond that. My normal reaction to her on this occasion would have elicited perhaps a 'two' i.e. irritated but not enough to make an issue out of it or say anything/she did not intend me to be irritated, it was me being overly touchy. However, the reaction I felt was more like a fifty. A completely insane reaction and it scared me to my core, both at the time and afterwards, that I could have such a reaction. Again, needless to say I did not carry out the attack but had an intense inner battle to not do so. I even began to think at one stage in a completely dispassionate and pragmatic frame of mind that if I did carry out the attack I would also have to kill my father who was also in the kitchen and then myself. As you might imagine to be able to think in such a way was another layer of distress on top of the existing distress I was under.
Looking back now I can, of course, see these incidents in the light of the work carried out here. Don Juan said that 'they gave us their minds' and the dispassionate predator was in full force within me on this second occasion. I am no saint and am well aware that I have a predatory instinct within me that has come out to play before but nothing like this. The feeling that overcame me and almost overwhelmed me on this second occasion was so alien to who I am. If anything I am a softie that has allowed people to take advantage of me although I am doing a better job of that these days. Now, of course, having found this Forum I can imagine that that is just how a psychopath thinks.
Some years after this, perhaps in my mid-thirties I came across the work of Robert Bruce who has written books on psychic self-defence and astral projection. In one of his books he relays an incident of psychic attack where he was driven to throw his son who was a baby or very young at the time from a multi-storey car park. He did not but he said that it took all of his will power to prevent himself from doing this. He also said that occasionally one hears in the news of a frenzied knife attack like the one I almost did or something else truly abhorrent that someone did and how it was very likely that the individual concerned was suffering from a psychic attack. Occasionally I will see such incidents in the news and can't help but think that there but for the grace of God went I. I have seen incidences of both a frenzied knife attack out of the blue and of a passenger opening or trying to open the entry/exit door when at altitude
. My heart goes out to those who have suffered a psychic attack and not been able to forestall terrible acts. They would spend the rest of their life locked up and tormented by what they had done if they did not actually die at the time.
N.B. I was not sure where to put this so I apologise if I have put this in the wrong part of the Forum. Also, I am not entirely sure why I have posted this. Perhaps it may prove of use to someone? If, however, it is considered noise and that a thread lock is in order then I apologise.
The first incident was IIRC in my late teens or early twenties. I was on a transatlantic flight so the jet would have been cruising at a high altitude. I had been seated right next to the entry/exit door and was enjoying the extra legroom when I suddenly got the urge to get up and open the door. I have no idea if this is even possible mid-flight but the urge was almost overwhelming. It seemed to come over me and be an exterior force acting upon me, not unlike a magnet being moved until it was exerting its force upon a piece of metal. Needless to say, I did not do so but it took every ounce of my willpower to stop myself from doing this. The exertion caused me to break out into a sweat and I was gripping the seat to keep myself seated. I kept looking around behind me thinking that I would be able to see who was attacking me. I was so discombobulated that it did not occur to me that it would hardly be anyone physically sitting on the same 'plane that would be attacking me. It wasn't until some time later that I realised to my embarrassment that this was an attack from either someone at a distance or a non-physical entity. This was thirty or so years before I found the Cassiopaean material but I was heavily into massage, meditation and psychic practices at the time so the idea of being attacked like this was not incomprehensible to me. The attack went on for quite some time but fortunately, I managed to keep myself together and I had never felt such relief as when the 'plane touched down at our destination.
The second major potential disaster was at the end of my twenties when I was visiting my parents. I had just done the washing up and was in the process of drying up when my mother said something that enraged me beyond all reason. I had in my hand a large chef's knife, not unlike the prop used in the [in]famous Psycho shower scene. I had this overwhelming urge to attack my mother with it and stab her again and again and again. This absolutely terrified me because this feeling was so unutterably alien to me. Now, it was hardly unknown for my mother to say or do something that would irritate me, bless her, but nothing to that degree. If on a scale of my personal irritation of one to ten with one being very slightly irritated and ten being me completely losing my cool and temper and giving the unfortunate recipient the full vent of my mind and mouth this reaction was well beyond that. My normal reaction to her on this occasion would have elicited perhaps a 'two' i.e. irritated but not enough to make an issue out of it or say anything/she did not intend me to be irritated, it was me being overly touchy. However, the reaction I felt was more like a fifty. A completely insane reaction and it scared me to my core, both at the time and afterwards, that I could have such a reaction. Again, needless to say I did not carry out the attack but had an intense inner battle to not do so. I even began to think at one stage in a completely dispassionate and pragmatic frame of mind that if I did carry out the attack I would also have to kill my father who was also in the kitchen and then myself. As you might imagine to be able to think in such a way was another layer of distress on top of the existing distress I was under.
Looking back now I can, of course, see these incidents in the light of the work carried out here. Don Juan said that 'they gave us their minds' and the dispassionate predator was in full force within me on this second occasion. I am no saint and am well aware that I have a predatory instinct within me that has come out to play before but nothing like this. The feeling that overcame me and almost overwhelmed me on this second occasion was so alien to who I am. If anything I am a softie that has allowed people to take advantage of me although I am doing a better job of that these days. Now, of course, having found this Forum I can imagine that that is just how a psychopath thinks.
Some years after this, perhaps in my mid-thirties I came across the work of Robert Bruce who has written books on psychic self-defence and astral projection. In one of his books he relays an incident of psychic attack where he was driven to throw his son who was a baby or very young at the time from a multi-storey car park. He did not but he said that it took all of his will power to prevent himself from doing this. He also said that occasionally one hears in the news of a frenzied knife attack like the one I almost did or something else truly abhorrent that someone did and how it was very likely that the individual concerned was suffering from a psychic attack. Occasionally I will see such incidents in the news and can't help but think that there but for the grace of God went I. I have seen incidences of both a frenzied knife attack out of the blue and of a passenger opening or trying to open the entry/exit door when at altitude
. My heart goes out to those who have suffered a psychic attack and not been able to forestall terrible acts. They would spend the rest of their life locked up and tormented by what they had done if they did not actually die at the time.N.B. I was not sure where to put this so I apologise if I have put this in the wrong part of the Forum. Also, I am not entirely sure why I have posted this. Perhaps it may prove of use to someone? If, however, it is considered noise and that a thread lock is in order then I apologise.
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. I have put any thoughts of learning astral projection on the back burner since I found the C's material. I always knew that there was great malevolence in the world but it is far worse than I thought. I am sure that astral travel would be a fun adventure but not without risk. I think I would be far better served dealing with this 3D world and all the challenges that it offers. That can be quite the adventure in itself.
