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Post by sharon on Feb 2, 2012 14:14:30 GMT -5
Ok, sorry. Thinking that you wanted it to end may have just been my interpretation of your description, and phrases like ... He had made a telepathic Channel to me, and it was awesome at the beginning of it, but then it turned out that he was a psychic-sadist, he started torturing me on the Channel, and I don't know how to get rid of him and this Channel now. The guy doesn't want to stop having his fun. But the thing is that my illusional me suffers from that guy right now, here, in the present moment. And it happens to be much more important for me than all those speculations about my real me. Doesn't matter for me that who I think I am doesn't exist. It still suffers from the pains that guy makes me feel using his psychic abilities. And "who I think I am" which, sure, doesn't exist, FEELS these pains right here, right now, in the present moment. This is how this guy is having his fun. I know if anyone has an unnecessary connection to me, I disappear. Really the whole body as an organism is a receiver. And astral happenings are not enlightenment, they are just like tuning in a digital radio. Communication through transmission is a very old art, and any malicious intent uses up energy very quickly. I also read a piece a couple of years ago, written about the CIA and the KGB. That while doing research on remote viewing, the reality that mind knows we are all one, rendered any malicious work through remote viewing, as ineffective.
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Post by arisha on Feb 2, 2012 14:34:54 GMT -5
Ok, sorry. Thinking that you wanted it to end may have just been my interpretation of your description, and phrases like ... He had made a telepathic Channel to me, and it was awesome at the beginning of it, but then it turned out that he was a psychic-sadist, he started torturing me on the Channel, and I don't know how to get rid of him and this Channel now. The guy doesn't want to stop having his fun. But the thing is that my illusional me suffers from that guy right now, here, in the present moment. And it happens to be much more important for me than all those speculations about my real me. Doesn't matter for me that who I think I am doesn't exist. It still suffers from the pains that guy makes me feel using his psychic abilities. And "who I think I am" which, sure, doesn't exist, FEELS these pains right here, right now, in the present moment. This is how this guy is having his fun. I know if anyone has an unnecessary connection to me, I disappear. Really the whole body as an organism is a receiver. And astral happenings are not enlightenment, they are just like tuning in a digital radio. Communication through transmission is a very old art, and any malicious intent uses up energy very quickly. I also read a piece a couple of years ago, written about the CIA and the KGB. That while doing research on remote viewing, the reality that mind knows we are all one, rendered any malicious work through remote viewing, as ineffective. The research may be wrong. As for the quotations from what I wrote, yes, that's true. When his hypnosis stops working because of the pain he makes me feel I have only one thought - to get rid of him. Maybe he will strengthen his hypnosis, and I 'll feel good when in pain, - who knows?
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Post by sharon on Feb 2, 2012 15:25:15 GMT -5
Yes of course the research may be wrong, and I have no more reason to believe in it, than you do about this hypnosis, you are describing.
I'm interested to know where does his hypnosis end, and you begin?
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Post by arisha on Feb 2, 2012 15:32:02 GMT -5
It never ends. It can be weaker, and stronger. It's wrong to say that I believe in it. I am aware of it, and have proofs for that.
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Post by sharon on Feb 2, 2012 16:07:01 GMT -5
Can you explain further, why you say it's wrong for me to say, that you believe that someone has a never ending hypnotism on you that causes you pain?
In the previous post you say it stops working, and the clarity arises to end it.
Then I honestly and sincerely suggest that your belief that a hypnotism is on you, causes the feelings of pain to restart.
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Post by arisha on Feb 3, 2012 1:00:36 GMT -5
Lol. Feeling like under an investigation at the KGB office: the results have been approved beforehand. No, I don't say that it's wrong for you to say that I believe that someone has a never ending hypnotism on me that causes me pain. Where did I say about that? I said that "it's wrong to say that I believe in it"( in hypnosis), because it's not a belief, it's a real hypnosis distantly made by a real person. Hypnosis, not a hypnotism. I also said it stops working meaning it sometimes is weaker (because the pain is too strong), and it doesn't make me feel that I want this Channel ( because it's not my wish, it is created by his hypnotic suggestion). The feelings of pain are not because of my belief in this hypnosis, but because of the real hypnosis that really takes place.
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Post by sharon on Feb 3, 2012 6:16:51 GMT -5
I lit a thin green candle, to make you jealous of me. But the room just filled up with mosquitos, They heard that my body was free. Then I took the dust from a long and a sleepless night And I, I put it into your little shoe. And then I confess that I tortured the dress That you wore for the world to look through.
I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit. Then he wrote himself a prescription, Your name was mentioned in it! And he locked himself into a library shelf Ah with all of the details of our, our shabby honeymoon, And I hear from his nurse yeah, that he's gotten much worse And his, his practice has fallen to ruin.
Now I heard of a saint who had loved you, Yeah I studied all night in his school. He taught that the duty of lovers Is to tarnish the, the golden rule. And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure He went and drowned himself in the pool. His body is gone yeah, but back here on the lawn His spirit continues to drool.
An Eskimo showed me that movie He'd recently taken of you: Why the poor man could hardly stop shivering, His lips his fingers were blue. I suppose he froze when the wind tore off your clothes And I guess he just never got warm. But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice, Oh please let me come into the storm.
I suppose that he froze when the wind tore off your clothes And I, I guess he just never got warm. But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice, Oh please let me come into, come into the storm.
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Post by joel on Feb 3, 2012 10:42:24 GMT -5
Thanks for the discussion thread everyone, and allowing me to introduce myself. I'm going off to find a topic somewhere.
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Post by sharon on Feb 3, 2012 11:33:05 GMT -5
Thanks for the discussion thread everyone, and allowing me to introduce myself. I'm going off to find a topic somewhere. Sorry Joel, your thread got a bit hijacked here. I should have waited until Arisha posted about this issue for a third time.
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Post by arisha on Feb 3, 2012 15:21:46 GMT -5
No, I wouldn't have posted even for a second time if you, Sharon, had not asked your question. You asked - I answered.
Joel, I published my story in your thread just as an example of how the spiritual search has finished with me. I thought any information was of interest, don't take it personally, please. That guy has done his tricks not only to me, but to many other people. He had a Meditation Club in Russia. This topic about what sometimes happens in Spirituality Clubs was discussed at the All Russian Conference devoted to the Parapsychology. The problem does exist. So, this info may be useful if not for you, then for somebody else.
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Post by joel on Feb 4, 2012 10:33:40 GMT -5
Sharon, I'm glad the thread lead to more discussion. It's great to see the encouragement you give and the honesty from Arisha.
Arisha, I felt something personal at first, but not at all now. I am using everything to grow and deepen, and if it's not working I just go somewhere else. I like it here.
As for being done with spirituality, I am the opposite. I'm done with the illusion. I'm seeing through me fears and desires fully, and turning attention to the desireless. It doesn't really even feel spiritual. It's the only thing remaining, and I'm inspired.
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