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That sounds a bit like experianceis which I have been told about by me mum, though she referd to as “an out of body experiance”.

It occured after a hypnosise session, a couple of days later, incerdently. The hypnotist told her that she might experiance unusail experiances, during sleep. (wether it was conected to this is not known though)

But what happend, is she found her self floating aroud the house, floated out side, couldnt float through the window, so had to float down stairs and through the door, she then floated upstairs and to her feet, above the bed, where she could see her physical self, though her physical self couldnt move.

She says that she experianced voices of spirital guides, who told her not to move, as she gradualy, re-enterd her physical self.

She was perfectly allright though after that experiance, (though it spooked her a bit), she took us to the zoo the following day!

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having grown up in Dover, as a child, in the eighties, there was certanly no shortage of extreamerly high and low frequencies, out of normal concouse dayley perception.

There was a ginormase tv transmiter up west cliff and an Early Warning System at east cliff. The early warning system was a reminder of the threat of a thermal nuclear holocourst, brought about an arms race, of a cold war.

Both of these masts produce frequencies, out of our normal dayley perception. I am not stating that I know the courses of such frequencies to mental, physilogical health or to the psyche but that is how i felt dew to the osilating, alternating, disipaiting and echoing noise and feeling of these frequencies, which would frighten me, depribe me of sleep and put me in a trance like state.

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dj jonahüg

just read the other posts and wikipedia definitions, some types seem quite common. havent had many wierd ones but always get that falling feelin that makes me jump. really strange, like falling off a bike of something.

dreams are pretty interesting, didnt dream for ages when i was smoking alot more weed than recently but im glad there back .

I had a dream once, where by I met Jesus.

We walked across the Hills, oposite the town where I grew up.

I had a camera on me, a notebook in one hand and an aple in the other. As we walked across the hills, looking down over the town, I felt a sence of deeper understanding about the infuence of our actions, meaning direction as conserquence, evan though we didnt speak much. I kept on asking question, to what I couldnt understand the awnser to.

Some how, eventualy, mysticaly, we arived in Juerselam. It was a hot, dry and sandy desertish type enviroment, but with mornings and water for cammels and some slight vegitation, like olive trees.

I decided to take a photo of Jesus! As soon as I did, he cried No! and I woke up!