sorry to rant....but i can minipulate the air in my room

forabout a month before this happened a bunch of weird stuff has happened to be....i came to the realization that their was more to be known....questions not meant to be asked....wich i had answered and thoughts that should not be thought....i constantly thought about reality in a trance like state for hours and hours at a time....till i found a loop hole...i was laying inm my bed...and i know for a fact...i wasnt sleep...then the room started bending...like the end of matrix 1 were neo flexes after jumping into an agent...then i was pulled to a limbo type place all white with a huge door...and their was a man and a lion taking and looking at me like they wer talking about me and stuff and i apreached them and the man was verry old wearing light armor and had a sword...and the lion spoke perfect english...they both tried to tell me their names but they were both beyond my comprehention(dont ask me to explain cause i cant) we talked for a good 2 hours til i asked about the door...i stood up and anylized it asking them questions they wernt answering...they were just watching me...until i put one of my hands on it....behind the door was pure knowledge....when i touched it i got a rush of questions paired up with their answers making me infinatley intelegent....thus i dropped to my knees and began to think....about life reality space and time....until i came to the colclusion that religion is a mask....reality is too complex to be explained and thus is pinned on a devine entity....and imnipotence is a direct contradiction of itself....my philosiphicol thought was flawless....but my brain was like a time bomb....constantly ticking working out equasions answering questions that were never meant to be asked digging through the thick dirt that masks the answer....the truth....until the old man came and drew his sword and held it to my neck....lifting my head up i noticed the door was open and their was a paridise on the other side....i screwtinized myself....looking at my hands and my clothes until i looked at the old man and said...."perfect".....then the old man told me to close my eyes, and when i did, all that knowleds left me....and i opened my eyes agin....back to myself....i was shocked, i knew the meaning of existance, how it came to be....but the only way i could describe it was in a language i did not know how to speak....then i asked the old man were we were...and he told me "home" and luaghed a bit then told me "i wasnt ready yet", then the lion called him a showoff and roared and i woke up....and im posotive i didnt go to sleep in the 1st place.....the hole dream was like real life, verry unlike any dream before and this one was alot more elaborate.....if ur on this forum you probly know as well as me anything is possable....to the extent that we could be a product of a fools imagination....but as far as this little trip went....im lost....this is another case of the "ufo" type stuff(wich is also a possibility) but this is my own experience....and now i will never doubt anyone elses....scince then...i can minipulate the air in my room....by moving my hands cirtain ways...its nothing big or powerful just a gust but its noticable(or it might just be my ac lol)....i havnt been able to do it outside tho....anyone have any experience like this or even close to it....everyone else says im crazy lol....and reguardless how supernatural this all might be....none of it surprises me....

 

Sorry.... but what does manipulating the air in your bedroom have to do with infinite knowledge, religion being a mask, and a lion?

 

meh....it probly was just a dream lol

 

lol i love those dreams...

 

i don't think it was a dream. i know exactly what you felt though. you're completely awake, deep in thought, and then you realize you have been somewhere else. you don't know how long you were there and you don't know at what point you left. kind of the feeling you get during the first few minutes of a salvia trip... you're thinking intensely about something, and feel that you're really getting answers and figuring something big out. but then you realize what you were thinking about cannot be understood in english or in normal thought. am i right?

i get this every time i read a certain book, which always gets me thinking and puts me in a very peaceful and open mood. or, more often, if i'm just quietly laying down, thinking to myself. and then suddenly i'm back before i knew i was gone. i've seen the bending room whiteness you talked about, but that's as far as i've ever gotten. and i think i know what you mean about "manipulating air".

it's really interesting to know i'm not the only one

 

I was thinking about the exact same thing today. Hoolyshit. It was while I was working............. I went into another mindset........ it was crazy, and I was thinking about how religion could be a mask......... but then I decided I was too scared to go any farther into my thoughts because what if God wasnt there? What if there was no poin to life............ Repent! Why am I so confuzzled...............

 

EXACTLY!!! feels good to know im not alone.....any rand "anthem" is a book that triggers this stuff for me now that you mention it.......alot of other stuff has happened but im on a psp right now...il post it later...

 

this is so cool... people like me....

when i was really little i would start getting these thoughts and have serious panic attacks and cry and scream because i would be so scared. then just recently i decided to calmly face it, and accept any questions or answers, no matter how scary. and i'm not scared at all.

if we open our minds and allow anything and everything in, i have a feeling we'll "break on through to the other side". sorry if i sound cheesy... it's not me... it's jim.

 

all this stuff is just the tip of the icebug im sure...i mean...as far as im concearned...we could be a figment of a fools imagination

as for ur panic attacks...im glad you overcame it...im happier for you than you could ever know........they say i developed a chemical embalance from something (posted above) and it causes manic depressant...i cried the other day thinking about a daughter i dont have for like 2 hours..ya...lol...the rest of the time im pretty normal

..n mabey a lil conseited

 

yeah, it is the tip of the iceburg. my plan is to do whatever i can to test reality until i seem to have "gone insane" to normal people.

crying a lot can be good sometimes. i think, the more you experience, the more you grow.

 

alright...now im starting to think ur someone i know playing a trick on me...cause iv said those exact words a few times in the past month...

welp...i guess il be seeing you in the nuthouse then...il be the one mumbling the marley lyrics...good luck

 

^^i think i might have accomplished that ~

 

It almost killed me, so be careful. But it's good to see people thinking this way.