duyunne
Jedi Council Member
I initially posted this yesterday to my fbook in some attempt to see if other people i knew had a similar experience, and didn't get much of a response.
Here goes, any feedback is appreciated! As I'm torn between thinking that this was entirely a dream, that no such 'psychic' out of body intermingling occured and thinking that I was some how 'out there' darting around random minds in such a way.
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It was the onset of sleep.
I could see a barrage of expressions, faces, scenery, I could hear various sounds and voices, as if I was observing the slipstream of private inner dialogue and accompanying background noise from the subconscious haze of the psychosphere, billions of humans abuzz...
When suddenly, I found my self randomly focused on the back of a middle aged or older woman in a soft wool shawl sitting at a table, then everything went silent, as if I was noticed, she then stopped everything she was doing and said "go away please".
Then I woke up.
Am I a haunting spirit when I sleep? A subconscious astral projection? Observing others at random, scurrying about the shadows of our periphery?
Here goes, any feedback is appreciated! As I'm torn between thinking that this was entirely a dream, that no such 'psychic' out of body intermingling occured and thinking that I was some how 'out there' darting around random minds in such a way.
* * *
It was the onset of sleep.
I could see a barrage of expressions, faces, scenery, I could hear various sounds and voices, as if I was observing the slipstream of private inner dialogue and accompanying background noise from the subconscious haze of the psychosphere, billions of humans abuzz...
When suddenly, I found my self randomly focused on the back of a middle aged or older woman in a soft wool shawl sitting at a table, then everything went silent, as if I was noticed, she then stopped everything she was doing and said "go away please".
Then I woke up.
Am I a haunting spirit when I sleep? A subconscious astral projection? Observing others at random, scurrying about the shadows of our periphery?