There
are many cases of
people
being in Parallel Universes, portrayed by Carlos Castaneda in his books
and maybe someone will recognise themselves in those cases.
I did. My son and myself spent most of our lives in Parallel Earths and
it's still not over. I've dealt mainly with my son's numerous Alters
(mainly negative ones) and hardly with his Original (Core) Self. I am
very sympathetic towards his tough life and try to help wherever I can,
but there are times when he, himself, needs to overcome something and
that's where he needs to be left alone. I am sure that I am
not
the only one in this situation. I've also noticed that a lot of well to
do grandparents spoil their grandchildren and financially make them to
submit themselves to their power. And only when the spirit is strong,
then that grandchild would break off on her/his own and become
independent.
Why is it done that way? For the same reason like everything else) : to
thoroughly mix different energies for the Planetary and Universal
Shifts, for the moving consciousness to higher levels.
Powerful sorcerers of C.Castaneda's books considered themselves as the
real people, but most of
us and our Alters as phantoms. The unusual energy of C.Castaneda books
attracted millions of people to them inspite of them being written long
ago. Here is one of these cases from "Journey to Ixtlan", p. 274-280:
"What happened when you grabbed your ally, don Genaro?" I asked.
"It was a powerful jolt," don Genaro said after a moment's hesitation.
He seemed to have been putting his thoughts in order.
"Never would I have imagined it was going to be like that," he went on.
"It was something, something, something ... like nothing I can tell.
After I grabbed it we began to spin. The ally made me twirl, but I
didn't let go. We spun through the air with such speed and force that I
couldn't see any more. Everything was foggy. The spinning went on, and
on, and on. Suddenly I felt that I was standing on the ground again. I
looked at myself. The ally had not killed me. I was in one piece.
I was myself! I knew then that I had succeeded. At long last I had an
ally. I jumped up and down with delight. What a feeling! What a feeling
it was!
"Then I looked around to find out where I was. The surroundings were
unknown to me. I thought that the ally must have taken me through the
air and dumped me somewhere very far from the place where we started to
spin. I oriented myself.
I thought that my home must be towards the east, so I began to walk in
that direction. It was still early. The encounter with the ally had not
taken too long. Very soon I found a trail and then I saw a bunch of men
and women coming towards me. They were Indians. I thought they were
Mazatec Indians. They surrounded me and asked me where I was going.
"I'm going home to Ixtlan," I said to them.
"Are you lost?" someone asked.
"I am," I said.
"Why?"
"Because Ixtlan is not that way. Ixtlan is in the opposite direction.
We ourselves are going there," someone else said.
"Join us!" they all said. "We have food!""
Don Genaro stopped talking and looked at me as if he were waiting for
me to ask a question.
"Well, what happened?" I asked. "Did you join them?"
"No, I didn't," he said. "Because they were not real. I knew it right
away, the minute they came to me. There was something in their voices,
in their friendliness that gave them away, especially when they asked
me to join them. So I ran away. They called me and begged me to come
back. Their pleas became haunting, but I kept on running away from
them."
"Who were they?" I asked. "People," don Genaro replied cuttingly.
"Except that they were not real."
"They were
like apparitions," don Juan explained. "Like phantoms."
"After walking for a while," don Genaro went on, "I became more
confident. I knew that Ixtlan was in the direction I was going. And
then I saw two men coming down the trail towards me. They also seemed
to be Mazatec Indians. They had a donkey loaded with firewood. They
went by me and mumbled, "Good afternoon."
"Good afternoon!" I said and kept on walking. They did not pay any
attention to me and went their way. I slowed down my gait and casually
turned around to look at them. They were walking away unconcerned with
me. They seemed to be real.
I ran after them and yelled, "Wait, wait!"
"They held their donkey and stood on either side of the animal, as if
they were protecting the load.
"I am lost in these mountains," I said to them. "Which way is Ixtlan?"
They pointed in the direction they were going.
"You're very far," one of them said. "It is on the other side of those
mountains. It'll take you four or five days to get there."
Then they turned around and kept on walking. I felt that those were
real Indians and I begged them to let me join them.
"We walked together for a while and then one of them got his bundle of
food and offered me some. I froze on the spot. There was something
terribly strange in the way he offered me his food. My body felt
frightened, so I jumped back and began to run away. They both said that
I would die in the mountains if I did not go with them and tried to
coax me to join them. Their pleas were also very haunting, but I ran
away from them with all my might.
"I kept on walking. I knew then that I was on the right way to Ixtlan
and that those phantoms were trying to lure me out of my way. "I
encountered eight of them; they must have known that my determination
was unshakable. They stood by the road and looked at me with pleading
eyes. Most of them did not say a word; the women among them, however,
were more daring and pleaded with me. Some of them even displayed food
and other goods that they were supposed to be selling, like innocent
merchants by the side of the road. I did not stop nor did I look at
them.
"By late afternoon I came to a valley that I seemed to recognize. It
was somehow familiar. I thought I had been there before, but if that
was so I was actually south of Ixtlan. I began to look for landmarks to
properly orient myself and correct my route when I saw a little Indian
boy tending some goats. He was perhaps seven years old and was dressed
the way
I had been when I was his age. In fact, he reminded me of myself
tending my father's two goats. "I watched him for some time; the boy
was talking to himself, the same way I used to, then he would talk to
his goats. From what I knew about tending goats he was really good at
it. He was thorough and careful. He didn't pamper his goats, but he
wasn't cruel to them either. "I decided to call him. When I talked to
him in a loud voice he jumped up and ran away to a ledge and peeked at
me from behind some rocks. He seemed to be ready to run for his life. I
liked him. He seemed to be afraid and yet he still found time to herd
his goats out of my sight. "I talked to him for a long time; I said
that I was lost and that I did not know my way to Ixtlan. I asked the
name of the place where we were and he said it was the place I had
thought it was. That made me very happy. I realized I was no longer
lost and pondered on the power that my ally had in order to transport
my whole body that far in less time than it takes to bat an eyelash.
"I thanked the boy and began to walk away. He casually came out of his
hiding place and herded his goats into an almost un-noticeable trail.
The trail seemed to lead down into the valley. I called the boy and he
did not run away. I walked towards him and he jumped into the bushes
when I came too close. I commended him on being so cautious and began
to ask him some questions.
"'Where does this trail lead?" I asked.
"Down," he said.
"Where do you live? "
"Down there."
"Are there lots of houses down there?"
"No, just one."
"Where are the other houses?"
The boy pointed towards the other side of the valley with indifference,
the way boys his age do. Then he began to go down the trail with his
goats.
"Wait," I said to the boy. "I'm very tired and hungry. Take me to your
folks."
"I have no folks," the little boy said and that jolted me.
I don't know why but his voice made me hesitate. The boy, noticing my
hesitation, stopped and turned to me.
"There's nobody at my house," he said. "My uncle is gone and his wife
went to the fields. There is plenty of food. Plenty. Come with me."
"I almost felt sad. The boy was also a phantom. The tone of his voice
and his eagerness had betrayed him. The phantoms were out there to get
me but I wasn't afraid. I was still numb from my encounter with the
ally. I wanted to get mad at the ally or at the phantoms but somehow I
couldn't get angry like I used to, so I gave up trying. Then I wanted
to get sad, because I had liked that little boy, but I couldn't, so I
gave up on that too. "Suddenly I realized that I had an ally and that
there was nothing that the phantoms could do to me. I followed the boy
down the trail. Other phantoms lurched out swiftly and tried to make me
trip over the precipices, but my will was stronger than they were. They
must have sensed that, because they stopped pestering me. After a while
they simply stood by my path; from time to time some of them would leap
towards me but I stopped them with my will. And then they quit
bothering me altogether."
Don Genaro remained quiet for a long time.
Don Juan looked at me.
"What happened after that, don Genaro?" I asked.
"I kept on walking," he said factually.
It seemed that he had finished his tale and there was nothing he wanted
to add. I asked him why was the fact that they offered him food a clue
to their being phantoms. He did not answer. I probed further and asked
whether it was a custom among Mazatec Indians to deny that they had any
food, or to be heavily concerned with matters of food. He said that the
tone of their voices, their eagerness to lure him out, and the manner
in which the phantoms talked about food were the clues - and that he
knew that because his ally was helping him. He asserted that by himself
alone he would have never noticed those peculiarities. "Were those
phantoms allies, don Genaro?" I asked.
"No. They were people."
"People ? But you said they were phantoms."
"I said that they were no longer real. After my encounter with the ally
nothing was real any more."
We were quiet for a long time.
"What was the final outcome of that experience, don Genaro?" I asked.
"Final outcome?"
"I mean, when and how did you finally reach Ixtlan?"
Both of them broke into laughter at once.
"So that's the final outcome for you," don Juan remarked. "Let's put it
this way then. There was no final outcome to Genaro's journey. There
will never be any final outcome. Genaro is still on his way to Ixtlan!"
Don Genaro glanced at me with piercing eyes and then turned his head to
look into the distance, towards the south.
"I will never reach Ixtlan," he said.
His voice was firm but soft, almost a murmur.
"Yet in my feelings... in my feelings sometimes I think I'm just one
step from reaching it. Yet I never will. In my journey
I don't even find the familiar landmarks I used to know. Nothing is any
longer the same."
Don Juan and don Genaro looked at each other. There saw something so
sad about their look.
"In my journey to Ixtlan I find only phantom travelers," he said softly.
I looked at don Juan. I had not understood what don Genaro had meant.
"Everyone Genaro finds on his way to Ixtlan is only an ephemeral
being," don Juan explained.
"Take you,
for instance. You are a phantom. Your feelings and your eagerness are
those of
people. That's why he
says that he encounters only phantom travelers on his journey to
Ixtlan."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The extract comes from Volume l of
"Conversations with Seth" by Susan M.
Watkins. (Note: Seth has been giving directions to a
group of people getting to other realities (other Parallel
Earths, LM). The session is taking place in Jane
Roberts's living room in 1971),
page 222:
Seth is Speaking
"I want you to walk freely and with joy within these other realities
that exist now as surely as this room exists....and so one by one, the
inner senses can begin to operate so that what you see can become clear
and what you hear can become vocal and clear and strong...I want you to
realize that you are getting glimpses of a reality that exists now, in
your terms; that existed in the past; and in your terms will exist in
the future....."
Next
is from Susan
Watkins:
After about fifteen minutes of these smoothly delivered directions,
Seth told us to "return fondly to your image and the knowledge of it,
to the intimate knowledge of flesh and bone and cell; to the
intimate knowledge of the earth from which now at least you
spring...trust it and open your eyes and return your attention to the
room"
During this exercise, many of us had experienced vivid mental
images. I'd found myself standing beside a man who
was in the middle of describing points of interest in the surrounding
environment - which consisted of a flat, vast geometric plain leading
to a distant city. I felt as thought I'd been daydreaming
about a group of people I'd known a long time ago, instead of paying
attention to the conversation at hand. Just then the man
asked me a question, and I was quite embarrassed, since I'd been
thinking about these people I'd once known and hadn't been listening to
my companion at all. I was totally WITHIN this scene, in
other words; it was not just an imaginary fantasy.
My
friend was watching me curiously,
however; even knowingly. "Do you know my name?" he
asked.
I
did, of course. Yet when I
tried to think of it, I couldn't place it - the name had slipped right
out of my head. At this point, I realized that Seth's voice
had been in the distance all the time, and that I'd been conscious of
his directions. Then I also realized, with some
disappointment, that I didn't really belong here with my friend -
yet. It was this place, I then remembered, that was the
"day-dream" not the room full of people that I'd remembered so
fondly. But since my body was definitely there on the plain
with this man, and not in that living room, as far as I was concerned,
I felt rather confused.
"My
name is Jason," the man
said. "We've been associates for a long
time." With that remark, I heard Seth's
voice tell us to imagine our altered perceptions as a
doorway. At once, a door opened within a huge pyramid that
appeared on the horizon behind us. I knew that Seth would be
ending the exercise soon and I would be leaving my friend and that
distant city. "Come back there with me," suggested, referring
to Jane's living room. "Can you do that? Wouldn't
it be fun if you could?" We walked through the
doorway, but when I opened my eyes in class, he wasn't there - of
course. And now it felt strange to be remembering him, and
that strange geometric plain, as if it had been a dream..."
(Some of
our Alters could be phantoms till they merge with their Original Souls,
Core Selves LM).
Website
www.neverinournames.com posted an article "Ghost Ships" on 13
Jul 2008, written by Alexa.
In that article I found an interesting info about floating prisons and
I have an explanation on that. "Floating prisons" in the sea or oceans
existed for thousands of years, just the size of the ship and the
number of prisoners was different, but the tortures were the same.
These "floating bases of people" have been transporting people to
Parallel Earths, to populate and give more of our vibration, more life
to the Parallel Earths. "Flying Dutchman" is a good old
example, which is also portrayed in "Haunted, Mysterious Australia", p.
118:
"Victoria is home to
the only
recorded sighting in Australian waters of one of the most famous ghost
ships of all times, the mythical Flying
Dutchman.
The Flying
Dutchman
is arguably the world's best known ghost ship. The legendary vessel is
said to be a 17th-century sailing ship crewed by dead men, whose
captain, Vanderdecken, is doomed to sail the world forever ...Many
sailors have reported encounters with the ship, which is usually
described as glowing red or ghostly pale.
In the early morning of 11July 1881 (the sum is 999), the most famous
sighting occured, when Prince George (the future King George V of
England) and his brother were sailing on the HMS Inconstant between
Melbourne and Sydney. The ship was becalmed (this is the sign of going
into another dimension, another Parallel Earth, LM) and a
remarkable event took place. The incident was recorded in the Princes'
logbook and reads:
"At 4am the Flying
Dutchman crossed
our bows. A strange red light, as of a phantom ship all aglow, in the
midst of which light the masts, spars and sails of a brig 200 yards
distant stood out in strong relief as she came up on the port bow. The
look-out man on the forecastle reported her as close on the port bow,
where also the officer of the watch from the bridge clearly saw her, as
did also the quarterdeck midshipman, who was sent forward at once to
the forecastle; but on arriving there was no vestige nor any sign of
any material ship to be seen either near or right away on the horizon,
the night being clear and the sea calm. Thirteen persons altogether saw
her."
Apparently the Princes did not actually make eye contact
with the ghost
ship themselves (some accounts suggest they were tucked up asleep in
their royal bunks)...However it took just
2 hours for tragedy to hit the HMS (Her Majesty Ship) "Inconstant":
"At
10:45 am the ordinary seaman who had this morning reported the Flying Dutchman
fell from the torgallant forecastle and was smashed to atoms. When we
reached the port our Admiral was also stricken with illness."
So perhaps the Flying Dutchman was
no hoax after all and the sightings of the world's most famous phantom
ship really was and is an omen for disaster at sea."

"Flying Dutchman"
"The Flying Dutchman,
according to
folklore, is a ghost ship that can never go home, doomed to sail the
oceans forever. The Flying Dutchman is usually spotted from far away,
sometimes glowing with ghostly light. It is said that if hailed by
another ship, its crew will try to send messages to land or to people
long dead. In ocean lore, the sight of this phantom ship is a portent
of doom."
http://neosurrealism.artdigitaldesign.com/modern-artists/?artworks/digital-art/flying-dutchman-phantom.html
Ships,
like "Eldridge" in Philadelphia Experiment, would be
directed to Portals in the oceans, where they would disappear together
with people and their physical bodies into one of Parallel Earths. The
same way other people from Parallel Earths (or the same ones) would
come back in a while (watch for this cases on Internet).
There are many places or islands in the oceans, famous and not so
famous with paranormal activity and they are Portals to other
dimensions. And they are, usually, popular tourist places;
tour-operators would deliberately take people for excursions to places
like Alcatras, the
Island near San
Francisco
or Port Arthur in Tasmania. The most
known are: Bermuda Triangle,
Devil's Triangle (near Japan), Diego Garcia Island in Indian ocean,
Lord Howe Island, Easter Island, Fiji, Bali
and many islands around
Australia, Indonesia, NewZealand, Tasmania
with
its Bass Strait ,
Island of St. Michel in the shallow waters of France etc.
I dislike any kind of torture done to the physical as well as
emotional bodies, but when you step out of your body for a moment and
look around, you will see only Energies and no physical bodies! That
proves that the body is only a vehicle and your soul can't be
physically tortured, because it's Energy and you become just this
Energy after your physical body dies.
As I've written before, whatever happened to all of us, happened for
the same reason: to mix our energies with the Energies of each other,
Energies of Earth/Universe for raising Consciousness, for the
Planetary, Universal Shifts and this
mixing has been taking place all over the Universe and not without a
pain. Even to become a good football player you have to go through an
agony of pain. There is a saying: No Pain, no Gain!
Ghost
Ships
Sun Jul 13, 2008 by:
Alexa
http://www.nogw.com/download2/%5E8_ghost_ships.pdf
The
United States is operating "floating prisons" to house those arrested
in its war on terror, according to human rights lawyers, who claim
there has been an attempt to conceal the numbers and whereabouts of
detainees. Details of ships where detainees have been held and sites
allegedly being used in countries across the world have been compiled
as the debate over detention without trial intensifies on both sides of
the Atlantic. The US government has been urged to list the names and
whereabouts of all those detained.
Since
2006, when Stephen Gray's revelations of Ghost Planes confirmed the
suspicions of human rights activists, we have known that our government
kidnaps and tortures term used when this practice is denied. The
denials and non-denials have become a
mockery,
a stain on the soul of America, when the truth is brought to light by
an individual such as Maher Arar, who lived to bear witness. And then
they would take me back to the interrogation room. Again another set of
questions, and the beating starts again and again. On the third day the
beating was the worst. They beat me a lot with the cable. And they
wanted me to confess that I have been to Afghanistan. This was a big
surprise to me because even the Americans who interviewed me, the FBI
officials who interviewed me, did not ask me that question. I ended up
falsely confessing in order to stop the torture. The torture decreased
in intensity. From that moment on they rarely used the cable. Mostly
they slapped me on the face, they kicked me, they humiliated me all the
time. The first 10 days of my stay in Syria was extremely harsh and
during that period I found my cell to be a refuge. I didn't want to see
their faces. But later on living in that cell was horrible.
And just
to give you an idea about how painful it is to stay in that place--I
was ready after a couple of months, I was ready to sign any piece of
document for me, not to be released, just to go to
another
place where it is fit for human being. Stephen Grey, investigative
journalist, exposed the CIA's ghost planes with actual flight logs from
the air carriers and photographs from hobby "plane spotters." The
flight logs were proof. Proof of kidnapping and torture of so-called
suspicious persons? Highly inconvenient for the Torture Administration.
They may have started the ghost ships before, but certainly, they have
used them extensively as an alternative to air torture and rendition --
and as a matter of expedience.
Clive
Stafford Smith, defense counsel to released prisoner of Guantanamo Sami
al-Hajj and director of the British-based human rights organization
Reprieve has said of the ghost ships:Clive Stafford Smith, Reprieve's
legal director, said: "They choose ships to try to keep their
misconduct as far as possible from the prying eyes of the media and
lawyers. We will eventually reunite these ghost prisoners with their
legal rights. "By its own admission, the US government is currently
detaining at least 26,000 people without trial in secret
prisons, and
information suggests up to 80,000 have been 'through the system' since
2001. The US government must show a commitment to rights and basic
humanity by immediately revealing who these people are, where they are,
and what has been done to them."26,000? Think about that for a moment.
Details of ships where detainees have been held and sites allegedly
being used in countries across the world have been compiled as the
debate over detention without trial intensifies on both sides of the
Atlantic. The US government was yesterday urged to list the names and
whereabouts of all those detained. Information about the operation of
prison ships has emerged through a number of sources, including
statements from the US military, the Council of Europe and related
parliamentary bodies, and the testimonies of prisoners. The analysis,
due to be published this year by the human rights organisation.
Reprieve, also claims there have been more than 200 new cases of rendition
since 2006, when President George Bush declared that the practice had
stopped. According to research carried out by Reprieve, the US may have
used as many as 17 ships as "floating prisons" since 2001. Detainees
are interrogated aboard the vessels and then rendered to other, often
undisclosed, locations, it is claimed. Ships that are understood to
have held prisoners include the USS Bataan and USS Peleliu. A further
15 ships are suspected of having operated around the British territory
of Diego Garcia in the Indian Ocean, which has been used as a military
base by the UK and the Americans. At this time many people were
abducted by Somali, Kenyan and Ethiopian forces in a systematic
operation involving regular interrogations by individuals believed to
be members of the FBI and CIA. Ultimately more than 100 individuals
were "disappeared" to prisons in locations including Kenya, Somalia,
Ethiopia, Djibouti and Guantánamo Bay. Reprieve believes
prisoners may
have also been held for interrogation on the USS Ashland and other
ships in the Gulf of Aden during this time. The Reprieve study includes
the account of a prisoner released from Guantánamo Bay, who
described a
fellow inmate's story of detention on an amphibious assault ship. "One
of my fellow prisoners in Guantánamo was at sea on an
American ship
with about 50 others before coming to Guantánamo ... he was
in the cage
next to me. He told me that there were about 50 other people on the
ship. They were all closed off in the bottom of the ship. The prisoner
commented to me that it was like something you see on TV. The people
held on the ship were beaten even more severely than in
Guantánamo."
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'Stopping the World" is the
frase borrowed from the books of
C.Castaneda. Don Juan, C.Castaneda's teacher, used to say that, when he
was trying to teach him how to go from one dimension to another one, by
freezing the Time (or stopping the World).
Many of us do it,
occasionally,
too, without noticing it. For instance, when we are in a great rush to
get to work in time, or just about to miss a plane/bus/train and that
drives us crazy, or fearing that we might be late to see someone dear
to us for the last time. There are so many staged cases when we either
stretch the Time or squeeze it, even stop/freeze the Time
by
using a powerful discharge of emotions, almost insanity. When
you are stopping the Time, you are stopping the World of one
frequency/dimension and jump to another frequency/dimension, in other
words
the familiar World collapses/disintegrates to give room to another
world on another frequency. And you start an exploration of an
unfamiliar World. That is
the moment of total stillness, when you are getting from one dimension
to another one.
There are things, which could accompany that moment: like fog/heavy
rain/snow,
tornado or another natural/unnatural disaster/disease. Many people are
getting to
Parallel Earths that way (and back similar way).
An Australian writer Tim the Yowie Man wrote in his "Haunted,
Mysterious Australia", in the Chapter "Queensland's Bermuda Triangle",
p.76- 77 about the moment of stillness (transition to another
dimension) :
"If
Queensland is the Mystery Capital of Australia, then an area in the
South-East of the State that forms a triangle between Bundaberg near
the Coast and Boolboonda and Coalstoun Lakes National Park in the
Hinterland is the Mystery Capital of Queensland."
(Elliott
Heads, where our
house is, is 20 km from Bundaberg and a part of this 'Bermuda
Triangle'. I am not surprised why our State is called
Queensland: it's an ideal place for Reptillians. English Royalty, being
Reptillians themselves, and living for thousands of years, knew how and
where to send humans to other dimensions/Parallel Earths. Paranormal
Australia, Tasmania, New Zealand and countless smaller islands have
been ideal places for that at all times, because they are
full of
Anomaly places/Portals to other Earths, LM).
"Some
of the intrepid
(brave) adventurers who have made it to the craters' floor have
reported a strange aura of sorrowful stillness hanging in the air, as
if Time Is Standing
Still. Although there is no logical explanation for
this emotion (hopelessness
is another emotion, which is an indicator
that you are just about to move from one dimension to another, LM),
the
eeriness can possibly be explained by the craters' relative isolation,
the lack of wind in the crater, their near- perfect symmetry and the
very few human visitors they receive. The craters aren't even
signposted - perhaps the authorities know something about craters that
the rest of us don't?" (They
know much more than just about these craters, LM).
Dolores Cannon writes about the same thing, about people
frozen in Time, in her "Legacy from the Stars", p.91-92 and
I like the
simplicity of her clients conveying their
experiences:
"...And
then...(Confused) I'm
not in the same place.
D (Dolores): Why do you think that?
C (the client): Because there are humans all over now. (Laugh)
D: There are humans now instead of the other (aliens, LM)?
C: Yeah. (Confused) I went through a tunnel, and now I am in an
auditorium.
D: These are people that look like humans, you mean? Do
you still look the same?
C: No. Now I'm me again. It's almost like I walked into a different
world, into an opera house, from this other complex.
And it's like frozen
in Time.
There are people standing around, and lights are on. It's like I
stepped into the middle of a preparation for a performance of some
sort. And it's very different. It's very strange. They are not moving.
D: Do you want to go back down the corridor to the other
place again?
C: Let me go back.
D: Can you do that?
C: Yes, I can. I'm going back up the corridor, and then we go around...
there is no ceiling on the corridor this time. It's black. Dark. I
don't understand. It's like when we came to the first place, I was not
on Earth. Then I stepped out into an Earth-like auditorium, but everything was frozen in Time.
And now the corridor seems to go back towards where I was. But it looks
different. It's coming out of the ground, and it's nighttime, or there
is no sun...I'm just confused about what I'm doing there.
Did he inadvertently enter a doorway between two dimensions? Each
vibrating at a different speed, so that one appeared to stand still?
This occured once in my work with Nostradamus (Volume 3), and had
occured in my investigation of UFO cases, where time appeared to stand
still. If these were parallel dimensions, then one was on Earth and one
on the alien world. It
could also be parallel universes existing side by side..."
Here is
another related extract from "Journey to Ixtlan" by C.Castaneda, p. 151:
"...If you would have
followed my
instructions and performed all the acts I have taught you, you would by
now have enough power to cross that bridge. Enough power to see and to stop the
world.
"But why should I want power, don Juan?...Why did you want
power yourself, don Juan?"
"I am like you. I didn't want it. I couldn't find a reason to
have it. I had all the doubts that you have and never followed the
instructions I was given, or I never thought I did; yet in spite of my
stupidity I stored enough power, and one day my personal power made the world
collapse."
But why would anyone wish to stop the
world?
(I'd say: to get
more experiences in different dimensions/paralleluniverses for our
Higher Selves, LM)
"Nobody does, that's the point. It just happens. And once
you know
what it is like to stop the
world you realise
there is a reason for it. You see, one of the arts of the warrior is to
collapse
the world for a specific reason and then and then restore
it again
in order to keep on living..."
("restore it again"
means: to come back to the familiar world on the previous dimension,
LM).
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Translated
Russian Articles
(by
the editor and the writer
of this website Lydia Monroe)
All through the history of Humankind, wars have been always the best
way to make people to disappear to other Parallel Earths/Universes.
Most of the scientists don't know why, but I
do. Either people have been vanishing into Parallel Universes and other
Universes with their physical bodies or the bodies were killed, but the
souls have been relocated to other Universes , where ready made bodies
have been waiting to be walked in. For having the best results in
relocation of people with their physical bodies, one
needs to have an empty stomach, a portal and the presence of water.
Watch it: these details are very important.
That's why the periods of starvation of the population in the history
of Humankind have been the most successful in that target. Remember
that your Higher Selves are always go along with it in search of the
new experiences. How else would Universes expand? Just split the
main Universe into a number of Parallel Universes, created by
all kinds of
beings (nuclear explosions do help a lot in achieving that split).
Then you need to fill these empty Universes with human beings,
ET"s, animals, plants etc. and taking some of that from the Original
Universe is the only way! I remember in "The Art of Dreaming" Carlos
Castaneda illustrated a Sorcerer, who was called 'Tenant'. He managed
to change himself into a woman over the years. He also learned how to
create worlds on Parallel Earths
in different dimensions and fill those worlds with humans and
how
to create Portals. Through the whole history of Earth Portals existed
everywhere and new ones have been constantly created. Wherever people
encounter Apparitions, Ghosts, Mirages in the desent, they encounter a
Portal without being aware of it. All the haunted castles, houses,
parts of forests, military bases, jails, psychiatric institutions or
just parts of someone's land (especially if that place have a long
history of being a weird or an anomalous place).
Black Holes Suck People in
One
hundred and fifty people disappeared within 1 minute. The witnesses
clearly saw how flickering fog covered these people when they entered
the glen. The fog took appearance of a thick cloud. Straight after that
glittering foggy mass went up and vanished in the sky. First Infantry
Battalion of 5th Norfolk Regiment of British Army disappeared together
with the fog - all soldiers till the very last. And this is far from
being the first case of such an unusual sighting. Scientists are not
able to explain why groups of people, crews of ships and also
complete villages have been vanishing from this planet without a trace.
Lost in the Fog
This event, which happened on 21 of August 1915, when in the
middle of the day a full Battalion vanished in front of many people,
this event was officially hushed up for 50 years. Only in 1965
the
documents were published, which contained
20 eyewitness testemonies of this incident, which took place in
Southern Europe, near Dardanelles. Missing soldiers were rearched for a
long time. But noone was found either among dead or among those
captives, who were released by Turks
after the war.
Mass disappearances of people considered one of the main unexplained
cases in World History.
Scientists (too
abstruct, LM)
still can't give a reasonable explanation such odd occurances like, for
instance, the missing of a hundred of colonists, males, females and
children from American village Rua - Nook in 1590. The soldiers, who
came to the village, saw the still lit candles, the food was on the
table...only
settlers were missing. They thought first that people had
been killed by the American Indians, but not a drop of blood and not a
single corpse was found. Only a crooked sign was cut in an obvious rush
on the tree next to the prist's house:"That looks not like. At the same
time professor Lindcett can't explain the origin of mysterious signs on
the walls of Mayan temple and in the village Rua-Nook. At the houses of
the colonists in Rua-Nook deep paddles of water were found.
Unexpectedly turned up little lake saw a Chinese pilot from the air. He
was looking for the vanished train. Even in the Eskimo village Aniakuni
in Canada, the locals of which totally vanished in 1930,
the frozen water was present!
The
searches of 600 settlers of a Brasilian village Hoer - Verde, who
vanished on 5th February 1923, were stopped long ago. Police thoroughly
examined the ghosty town. A riffle was on the floor at school, from
which was shot from a day ago.
And again a sign, but now it was on the blackboard:"There is no
salvation."
"We can only hypothesize, but so far we can't find any scientific
explanation of these cases," said "AiF".
(I
don't know what "AiF"
means and, maybe, the explanation needs to be found by non-scientists?
LM).
Tzun Li, a Bachelor of
Historical
Scienses from Xarbin, who researched cases of mass disappearance of
people in China for many years already. Foe example, how to explain the
loss of 3000 of Chinese soldiers near Nankin, where they stationed on
December night 1937? In the morning the radio connection with
this
group was lost, and urgently sent search party didn't find any human
trace. One can think that they deserted. Yes, but there were military
guard posts all around - the soldiers couldn't get out without being
discovered.
Recently I found new evidence of disappearance of 12th Soviet
Intelligence detachment of a 100 soldiers in November 1945 in the City
Archive. They got out of the City in the direction the railway station
and never came back. The searches brought no results: the seach party
just found the extinct campfire and the tents ready for the night rest
and nothing else. That same year a train with hundreds of passengers
left Guandu for Shanhai. It arrived nowhere. The train simply
disappeared half way somewhere not leaving even a screw.
Vanished Ships
The disappearance of ships
and their crews or just crews of sailors from ships in seas and oceans
is widely known. A good example for a reader could be the ship "Maria
Chelesta", which was found in the Caribeen in 1872 - half-smoked pipes,
ready to
eat dinner, beer
dried in mugs...and not a single sailor! The same happened in
Phillipines, where in 1955 a wandering and absolutely empty vessel
"Hoita" was found and in Norhtern Atlantic, where patrol vessels ran
into the ship "Iceland" in 1941 -
the motor was running,
everything seemed normal...but again there were no people.
I support
another explanation
- "Black Holes" are the cause of
people's disappearance, - suggests a professor of California University
in San-Francisco Jane Lind. Periodically Time and Space of
Earth
would break and the whole city could turn up in another dimension (another
Parallel Earth, LM), though,
sometimes, the city could be "moved" back. There are tens of such
"Black Holes" on Earth and often people could fall throw such "Black
Hole".
10 Years ago in Andover, Texas, while visiting a doctor, 36 years old
Lydia Kimfield vanished. Her corpse was found a thousand km from the
City in an
hour... a post-mortem dissection showed that
she died 2 months ago.
In State of New Mexico there is a road, where 19 people vanished
without a trace; last of them vanished in 1997. This road is in the
desert and it could be seen from the plane very well. Possibly later,
these missing people turned up in the open ocean or a forest, where
they could lose their lives (like
boat people, LM). The objects can't fly through the space,
that's why ships remain vacant with only sailors' private belongings.
(This is not so. If you take Philadelphia Experiment, for example. The
whole ship with sailors on it was moved to another dimension.
Sorcerers/ET's can moved humans with their physical bodies to other
dimensions.
My son has been
disappearing in
the ocean together with his kayak for hours. Planes and ships full of
people have been vanishing from Bermuda Triangle for years, LM).
The last in the chain of these odd events became the disappearance of
the whole village called Stomu in Congo's quite region at the North,
far away from any action of rebels in 2001. UN officers, who brought
humanitarian help to the village (it was a bad situation in terms of
food stuffs), couldn't find anyone there, even domestic animals and
chickens. There was only a sign in the leader's hut, which
pointed that something bad happened again. There was a sign
written with
a coal in
local dialect in a terrible
hurry:"Run! This ..."What it was the leader didn't have time to
finish..."
(Usually UN, Red
Cross have been instructed to report about every such events and to
deliver all the artifacts to Smithsonian
Institute's officers in Washington, USA or their
offices elsewhere. Smithsonian Institute would eventually
destroy all the
artifacts (proving many things) and hide all the information, which was
given to this Institute by ordinary people or such organizations as UN
or Red Cross. The reason is that all such organizations run by the same
negative hand, but now this hand is showing signs of cracking into
pieces, LM).
By the way, in
former Soviet Union, mysterious cases of missing people have been
reported too, they were not widely known. For instance, some data
became available in 1991: 30 years ago a plane AN - 2 vanished from the
radar screen near Sverdlovsk. There were 7 people on board the plane.
Totally destroyed plane soon was found by the search party in the
forest.
The people vanished. There were no bodies or even a drop of blood,
which should've been inevitably present at the case such as
that
one. Just not far from the plane there was a burned out circle 30 metre
in diametre of unknown origin. The members of the search party had to
sign the agreement about not telling anyone about what they saw.
(a perfect UFO case,
LM).
"Arguments and Facts", №13
(1222), March 2004.
Alex Alexandrov
http://www.gerbb.ru/dyry.htm
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Haunted
(paranormal) places
is where other dimensions are seeping through the crack in a Fabric of
Time! These places are Portals to other Parallel Earths. Parliaments in
the capitals of most of the countries (if not all) tend to be in Anomalous Places, the
same applies to famous cemetries and obelisks.
Anomalous
Sun, Washington
DC, Obelisk, Feb. 2010, during snow storm.
Cebu Prison (another Portal
to other dimensions in the Philippines)

Meet
the world's most famous dancing inmates
Nothing
says entertainment quite like murderers, drug dealers and sex offenders
dancing to pop music in unison. Likely you've seen at least one of the
viral videos posted online from Cebu prison in the Philippines - their
"Thriller" video was ranked fifth in Time magazine's list of Top 10
Viral Videos.
Dancing Philippine prisoners
http://au.news.yahoo.com/a/-/mp/6724385/dancing-jailbirds-become-internet-stars/
A group of dancing Philippine prisoners has created a new internet
video hit with a spectacular routine led by Michael Jackson's
choreographer dancing to the title track of his posthumous DVD.
The clip has generated more than 600,000 hits on the video sharing
website YouTube since it was uploaded on Friday by Sony Entertainment
ahead of Tuesday's global release of the late superstar's This is It DVD
The four-minute, 26-second film shows Jackson choreographer Travis
Payne leading 1,200 inmates clad in regulation orange prison trousers
and black shirts featuring the DVD's logo through a well-synchronised
jailyard routine.
Sony said Payne and his crew spent two days this month at the maximum
security jail in the central Philippine city of Cebu to record the
dance as part of the promotion for the launch of Jackson's DVD.
The King of Pop died on June 25 last year in Los Angeles and an
investigation into his death has focused on unlawful prescriptions of
the powerful anaesthetic propofol.
The Cebu inmates, including murders, rapists and drug traffickers,
achieved instant cult fame around the world when a clip of them dancing
to Jackson's Thriller hit was posted on YouTube in 2007.
The Thriller clip has since generated 37.5 million hits on YouTube,
while other dance routines have also been posted and fuelled the
prisoners' cult aura.
Officials at the jail began the dance exercises as a way to ease
tensions among the inmates and improve their chances at rehabilitation.
They, and prisoners who have been previously interviewed, say the
program has been a huge success, with fighting among inmates down
markedly since the dancing was introduced."
Beautiful glass and stainless steel office building?
Nope – that's a five-star prison in Styria, Austria! If you
look at
these figures comparing crime in Austria and crime in the U.S. you'll
notice something odd: although the U.S. has higher crime rates in
virtually every category (murder, forcible rape, robbery, aggravated
assault, etc…) the Austrians triumph in one category:
burglary. But
why? Why is the rate of burglaries in Austria a whopping 40% higher
than in the U.S.? I'll tell you why: because Austrian minimum security
prisons are f—ing awesome! If you're in Austria, and have a
working
brain, you should be trying to get into one right now!
Alcatraz
(California's old
Portal to other dimensions, LM): world's most
famous prison Alcatraz Island, sometimes
informally referred to as simply Alcatraz or locally as the
Rock, is a
small island located in the middle of San Francisco Bay in California,
United States. It served as a lighthouse, then a military
fortification, then a military prison followed by a federal prison
until 1963. It became a national recreation area in 1972 and received
landmarking designations in 1976 and 1986. Today, the island is a
historic site operated by the National Park Service as part of the
Golden Gate National Recreation Area and is open to tours. During its
29 years of operation, the penitentiary claimed no prisoners as ever
having successfully escaped.
Penitentiary and haunted
house?

Not
only is Eastern State Penitentiary (Philadelphia, USA) one of the most
haunted places on the East Coast, during Halloween, they turn parts of
the prison into an actual haunted house (this
is another Portal through which all the prisoners, or rather their
Alters, have been sent to other Parallel Earths to live there, LM).
http://oddee.com/contrib_3067.aspx
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