Alien worlds or Monroe's out-of-body travel
In the history of mankind, people have appeared who stand out rather sharply from the general mass. It can be an atheist, mystic, sinner, rebel, revolutionary, eccentric, insane, anarchist, adventurer, traitor, traveler, explorer - the list goes on … Any deviation from the norm is risky. Most of the above are aware that they are at risk a lot. If one of them does not understand this, then ignorance will not become an excuse. Because the consequences or reactions of others have to be paid for, they need to know about this in advance before taking any action. In such cases, there is no point in mourning the injured or the dead. I felt it myself. Everyone can see this for himself.
It seems to me that the most accessible and convenient way of explanation would be a story about your own adventures. Everything that has already become Ippina for me can only give you an idea - apart from the times when you personally experienced similar experiences that required practical verification. But for this reason I will tell you about "how it was" with me. After that, you yourself can choose those ideas that at first will become possible for you, but over time, thanks to personal experience, can turn into individual Truths.
So, as for me, the result of over 30 years of out-of-body experience was a serene state of contentment. The circle is complete - at least that's what I think. I believe that my own Other Worldview has fully established itself and turned out to be quite justified.
I understood where I came from, how I got here, why and how I became a man. I know what my final exit will be and where I will go after that. Is there something more important than this?
Only small details remain.
And, of course, my friend the Reason (Either in jest or in earnest, we called the energy form the Reason, having made this concept from the expression "intelligent species" (this implies that the Human Reason is something less).
It is one thing to talk to this pure consciousness during a laboratory experiment, when you simply hear a voice coming from the mouth of your good friend, and quite another to meet this mind face to face.
Promotional video:
But this Reason was different from everyone I had met before. Over the long years of my out-of-body experience, there were quite a few non-physical meetings and conversations with beings that were very similar to humans - some of them still had a material body, others no longer, but the Intelligent was absolutely special.
As a rule, the place of our meetings was a point located not far from the area of interference in the "H" band. This streak is a range of confused thoughts emanating from all forms of earthly life - mainly from humans. I did not make a reservation saying that from all forms of life - even if you take it only to the present moment in time, it is quite possible to imagine the vastness of this disordered energetic cacophony. The amplitude of each section of the strip is determined by those emotions that are associated with the corresponding mental activity, but our civilization does not even know about the existence of the “H” strip.
In my opinion, this streak not only includes the waves of thinking in the current moment, but also covers the entire length of time. In it, all thoughts appear to be simultaneous; it may well be that the radiations are layered in accordance with the passage of time, and this makes it possible for perception to select from it only current bursts. This is something like an intermediate, reflecting layer, behind which such manifestations diminish sharply. It is recommended to go through it as quickly as possible, because it is like trying to get through an endless roaring and screaming crowd - this is how this loud and multilingual sound is perceived.
But let's return to my friend Razumnik. Here is a fragment of one of our first conversations, which took place when I left my physical body and moved to a point near the border of the "H" strip.
“I’m curious if this creature knows how strong its light is? Perhaps this is the alien?
- You will soon get used to the light. We perceive your radiation in the same way … and we are not aliens in your usual sense of the word.
- Can you read my mind?
- Yes. And you can also read my mind.
- I AM?
“You’re already doing it, just very superficially.
- Yes you are right. After all, these are not words and not sounds … there is not even air … everything simply arises in the head … yes.
“What you call the Core remembers all this.
- You know, I actually remember … I remember you … this feeling …
- It's good that you are not afraid. When this barrier disappears, a lot can be done.
- But I still have many fears …
- But they no longer dominate your perception. Why, for example, are you not afraid right now?
- I do not know. But I'm not really afraid, it's true. I am here, I say to you, our conversation is quite rational … and you are very familiar to me … this bright glowing figure, which many would consider God, an angel, or at least an alien. And yet we speak like ordinary people … but without using words!
- The difference lies precisely in the absence of fear
“That means … Who are you? Rather, I should have asked: what are you? Now I'm not even afraid to ask it.
- Until you simply cannot understand the answer, but with time, very soon, you yourself will guess.
- We'll meet Again?
- For this you just need to contact us for help.
- Are you talking about meditation? About prayer?
“Words and rituals are meaningless. Thoughts are important… feelings… they become a signal. We can only help when we get the right signal.
- I am ready to believe it. You are not God … not a deity … maybe you are from another planet?
- No no.
"Are you the one … one of those who created us … and the Earth?"
- Not. We're sorry to disappoint you … But we can tell you what we know about creation. Do you want
- Well, of course! Sure!
- This is what we know …
I was overwhelmed, overwhelmed by a stream of powerful energy - incredibly strong, high-frequency vibrations. This is how I learned what a POST is, a package of ordered, organized thought energy, something like a ball of packed thoughts and images.
- How many facts! I simply cannot understand everything at once!..
- Then you can watch it slowly, at your leisure.
- Thank.
There was a pause, but soon the Reason resumed the conversation.
- You doubt your progress, your height …
- Yes it is. I think I know the purpose … of my destiny, but I don't know what awaits me on the way.
- And what do you think is the goal?
“I think… in the service of humanity.
- Yes, this is in reality a noble goal, the ineradicable striving of your human personality for perfection is perceptible in it. But when you are no longer a human being, a completely different desire arises. There are other goals.
- Is there something more important? I mean … so there are goals outside of human life?
- Absolutely correct.
- I often thought about it.
- You will find the answer … And now it seems to me that it is time for you to return to your physical body.
- You really read my mind! I don't know what the reason is, but I really have to go back. How do I get here next time?
- It is enough to focus on the memories of this meeting - and I will be here.
- Thank.
The return to the physical body was uneventful. The signal was not triggered by a normal bladder problem, but by a pet cat lying on a pillow near my head. Before starting the trip, I made sure that the room was empty, but the cat still managed by some miracle to be inside. However, despite the agitated state, I did not feel any irritation.
***
After this communication with the Reason, I began to reconsider my views on serving humanity. Over the years, my goal has been to help a person as a physical being reach such heights of perfection, which in modern culture do not even dream of. It was simply breathtaking to think that such a task could be supplemented with an even higher goal. The determining factor in striving for this was my Other Worldview.
So, I was completely lost in thought. The chance to help someone live better in the physical world opens up serious opportunities in terms of motivation. This implicitly implies that any such action will not become a help, because it will turn out to be clouded by those instincts that I called the animal personality - they appear due to existence in the World of Earthly Life. In fact, this is the very essence of physical life. The human mind almost inevitably succumbs to their temptation.
I realized that the main delusion lies in one simple fact: whatever I do, whatever I write and talk about, it will hardly affect the fate of humanity.
Helping others is a laudable desire, but even that is only a fleeting self-affirmation.
Your affairs will be forgotten after a couple of generations - these are just footprints in the sand that are quickly washed away by the waves of time.
The wise man was right. There must be some more important goals. I tried to understand what a lofty goal can serve as an incentive for all people without exception, and the answer turned out to be absolutely obvious: nostalgia, longing for the Motherland.
She can connect with the material world, the place of birth and early childhood, with her home, village or city. Ultimately, she may be just a house instinct that is inherent in almost all animal species. On the other hand, this desire can manifest itself in many forms of religious beliefs.
It should not be ruled out that this kind of motivation is the unconscious source of most scientific research. Billions of dollars spent on astronomical observations, space probes, radio telescopes and other developments can serve as a rationale for this point of view. It is hard to imagine that they will be able to constructively influence our lives in the foreseeable future. More justified is the assumption that their cause is an unconscious desire to find their homeland.
I readily took advantage of what was Truth for me. The memories of the source of my origin were very vivid. My new goal was to be in the place that I considered my homeland and to stay there. Many years ago, I briefly moved there twice.
If I return to my homeland again, everything that I have learned during my human existence will be of great benefit. Such information can actually lead to great changes. The thought was very pleasant, and I gladly indulged in new dreams.
I immediately had a desire to share this discovery with my friend the Intelligent. Late at night I left my body and went to our usual rendezvous outside the H-lane. There, in complete emptiness, a luminous figure was already waiting for me.
The wise man instantly read my thoughts.
- You want to return to your homeland. Yes, that's a different goal.
- After this life, I will remain in my homeland and return to human existence only once, the last time after several millennia. And then I'll be transported back to my homeland and stay there forever.
- It's good that you understand the difference between a short visit to the Motherland followed by a return to the human world - and a final departure.
- Yes. But there are still many things I cannot understand. I don't know what it means not to be human.
- You will continue to remember, and then it will become clearer. You remain human as long as the main part of you is within the framework of the principles of the corresponding consciousness. When your focus shifts, you stop being human.
- I understand … This means that as long as my point of reference remains human, I will be a human in sleep and wakefulness, in body and out of body, alive and dead.
- Exactly.
- But I will be able to preserve human memories and experiences in any state of being?
- Yes. You've learned a lot. This experience is very important for non-human existence. This was the purpose of your temporary stay in the human world. And you will use it in different ways in inhuman existence, although then you will be interested in completely different questions. Graduates of the human school are respected everywhere.
- Does this mean that once I find myself there, in my homeland, I will cease to be a man?
- You will be the same as before - but enriched by human experience.
“I remember being in a pleasant and familiar place … where I should be.
- Your desire is very strong …
- Yes.
- Do you want to be there again?
- Sometimes such a desire becomes unbearable, but I know that I have not yet come full circle. You need to wait a bit.
- Time for you no longer exists.
- Does this mean that I can go home right now? Not for long? I have already visited this place … once.
- You can do it now. Do you want
- Yes. If this is a short visit. Yes!
- It will teach you a lot. Are you ready?
- Ready!
- Mentally stretch there … to your homeland. After that, loosen the fixation here - and you will be there. I will be there and, if necessary, will help.
I began to think with concentration about the Motherland and relaxed my attention to the current situation, as the Razumnik advised. Feeling of movement… a sound like the sound of the wind. Ahead … all around … a new picture appeared …
… multi-colored cloud towers - I remember them, only these are not clouds at all … they shimmer with flickering colors, all the colors I know and many other tones that I remember, but cannot describe … I just want to freeze in the middle of this cloud and contemplate, feel … not to look, but to feel …
… and there is also music … thousands of instruments, thousands of voices … one melody intertwines with another … perfect polyphony, absolutely harmonious accords … I remember them so well. It is enough to stretch out a little - and the cloud envelops me, music comes from all sides, even from within … millennia sweep by like one instant … but this moment … it is so relaxing, it contains so much in itself … I remember all this … What happiness will be the final return when I can stay here forever … forever … yes …
… my bliss is disturbed by a small worm of doubt … Has something happened? No, this is just a signal to return to the body. But what is it? What's going on with the clouds? I gaze intently … here, a huge, bright blue, and behind it two yellow, smaller sizes … Very familiar! Here are others, and they are also familiar … What? Yes, these are the same clouds … and the rest move in a vicious circle, everything repeats forever!
… The worm of doubt, my analytical approach is growing rapidly. Music … let's listen … no, it can't be … but it also repeats itself … sounds the same as an hour or an eternity ago … without any changes, Let's try a different place, a different observation point … we will move to another part of the Motherland …
… So … now everything should look different … No!.. everything is as before … no difference!.. We must move even further … away from here … but still at home …
… Well, now everything will surely change … No, it remains as before … nothing new, nothing different … Everywhere - the same, the same clouds, the same music … I'll try to go deeper …
… Here they are: a flock of vortices, clots of energy playing games. This is much more entertaining! Once upon a time I was one of them … I also want to play! One round, another round … up and down … in and out … a round, another round … up and down … in and out … The game becomes kind of monotonous … round, another round … up and down … Enough, I've had enough, enough, … How about another game? For example … How are you happy with this one too? Don't want to change anything? Okay, then play it yourself …
Where to now? Where?.. It's all there is! There is nothing else here. But I do not want to forever soar in the same clouds, listen to repetitive music … I do not want to play a monotonous game all the time … Can I really dream of …
No, it won't give me anything … nothing at all. Now I remember … once this happened to me. That is why I left here … and therefore I cannot return! I just don't want to go back!
I'd better leave … I know how … I know how to do it …
The feeling of movement, the wind howls around again, then complete silence ensues …
- I easily penetrate the physical body, open my eyes, but I see nothing - they are filled with tears. Nothing has changed in the moonlit bedroom. I myself have changed.
I only manage to fall asleep after a few hours. I'm too nervous and depressed.
Robert Monroe