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That idea is laughable. I don't think that U.S. has possession of alien spacecraft either. I don't believe in that either.

I drive an alien, runs like a dream.

When I was a child, I dreamed with a point in time in which science and spiritualism will touch hands. Current science is far away from it, but within it, there are off-shoots like this one. Put 30 minutes of your highest quality attention into this video, and you'll might just end up believing on alien elves.

Why would you expect every major government in the world to perfectly coordinate their disclosures? China and Russia aren't gonna disclose shit because they are basically top-down authoritarian states. European countries may not actually have possession of alien spacecraft so they have less to disclose. EU is not that much more developed. Only slightly.

most of what i communicate is the recent word given to me, i do not see myself as a spokesperson rather a fearless transmission tower of anything divine i happen across, i am certain most of the time no one else gets it, so i am happy what i said resonated with you ... it is a great gift that you can share your words in vulnerability, being so is alien to me, i am a bit too much stuck in the logical mind

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allan_Holdsworth#Influence_and_reception His playing consists of some of the most alien melodic and harmonic passages you'll ever come across.

How you treat others makes all the difference in the world. It can change reality. People can change dramatically simply by how you treat them. You can call forth the divine in them, the alien.

What do Halos mean? ime the 'alien'/ angelic beings I've met which were enlightened would glow with self love. It is a result of turquoise company. Beings 'fill up' with self love and light up when surrounded by higher beings.

I prefer the What question because Who is still too much in the domain of the human. Your mind will go looking for a sort of persona/character Who. Which of course it will never find, leading you on a wasteful and maddening wild goose chase. What are you? What is consciousness? What is reality? What is God? What is Self? What is the I? These all need to be contemplated and clarified. The answer is not logical or verbal, it is your entire field of experience, recontextualized. You have to see the same old shit (your field of experience) as something radically new and alien. This is hard to do. Psychedelics help enormously to cleae up confusion. Then it's much easier outside your trip because you are not so confused.

This song has same dynamic as above. Only it is a matured alien being in the song. Instant channeling. (Perhaps the 'reptilians' were less matured beings) I might just keep this song on repeat.

On channeling and attraction When I was channeling the level of attraction and intimacy I had with each individual was profound. I was pretty much giving of myself to everyone. Not so great outside of channeling, old ladies were attracted to me and flirting with me and I gave myself to them equally. ..... Every experience with every single individual was sacred and desirable. They would glow like divine beings, as love reached their core and radiated outward. They would transform into almost alien like beings, in fact I'm still convinced they were. Reality isn't so easy to define.

Consider this: “Thus it is said: The path into the light seems dark, the path forward seems to go back, the direct path seems long, true power seems weak, true purity seems tarnished, true steadfastness seems changeable, true clarity seems obscure, the greatest art seems unsophisticated, the greatest love seems indifferent, the greatest wisdom seems childish. The Tao is nowhere to be found. Yet it nourishes and completes all things.” Contemplate this in the context of extinction and alien intervention.

@The Rainmaker A hammer is a tool. A psychedelic is an entity. You wouldn't call a horse a tool, either. I've benefitted enormously from them as well, I simply believe that they're not going to ever wake you up. @Gennadiy1981 You still come down from it. And Salvia still wipes the floor with it, whatever it may be. 5meo may show you that you're God, but Salvia shows you that even that is a delusion. Salvia shows you that the only thing you can really say about reality, is nothing. It breaks every concept you have, including God. There is simply nothing left to say after that. In short, Salvia shows you that nobody knows anything, we're all a bunch of idiots really. And you can go full Leo and say, oh well that's just God imagining things. Well, no. It's not. It's too mysterious, too powerful, too alien, and too ancient. It's a force that transcends our best guesses. And God is just one our best guesses. Enlightenment does the same. It transcends our best guesses.

I don't think it can be used for any serious endeavour. You would have to chew the leaves instead. Smoking extract you're in the loony bin for a little while and your mind literally cannot comprehend what is even happening. Let alone grasp any meaning. Over time I have found the same with DMT. It just does weird shit, with SOME chance of a mystical experience. There's nothing "insightful" about your pal becoming a tiny chef made of diamonds warping around the room and w.e. the fuck other weird shit happens when a trip really gets going. Or the alien disco shit. Mystical experiences with n,n-DMT are possible but I'd say 5% or less chance. The odds heighten if you stack with LSD. I also have found microdosing DMT in conjunction with meditation to be much more reliable. Like chewing Salvia leaves vs smoking extract. Freebase n,n-DMT is like madness if you really hit it proper. But meditation and then smoking a small amount with earphones and flute music or w.e., I had some profound insight that way.

I adsolutely fucking love all the Alien movies except for prometheus

@Apple Juice The major change is not in the voice but in the perceptual filter. Your voice is alien because it's not you. Congrats! Now "nobody" is talking ?.

From the absolute perspective there are no other avatars. Only this bubble. From the relative perspective there are infinite avatars, and all are equally related to your current one. An alien avatar is not less related to your avatar than the one 5 minutes ago. The only reason why you would have memories from an avatar from "your past life" and not from an alien in a different universe is so that there is the illusion that you are living a life and you are a soul that lived a past live and now is living this life. God can give you past life memories. (Which would be fake memories like all memories). But then the illusion of death isn't as strong any more. Depending on what kind of dream God wants to create, God either gives you past live memories or not.

Update: I finished one of my meditation sessions, and around the the second half it became more a contemplation session. The topic, naturally, was about sentience and consciousness, meanwhile experiencing going from location to location of places I went with my family to, to various countries, experiencing different cultures. When wondering about sentience, what makes a thing a conscious agent, memories of the time I did self inquiry several years ago came up, when I experienced the no self, with the slight ringing in ears and thickness in vision, and feeling a strong sense of depression later on that day. Anyways, one of the answers that came up to the question of the similarities and differences between consciousness and sentience, is that sentience is a building up of consciousness, in ever increasing complexity of forms. For example, we can say that an insect, say an ant, is sentient, but the sentience of an invertebrate, like an octopus, is more sentient than ant. Humans have more sentience than a dolphin, or Orcha, but humans have less sentience compared to an alien, or angels, or demons, making this like a hierarchy of forms that have lesser or greater sentience. The difference compared to consciousness, is that consciousness is like a thread that runs through every form, no matter the difference, and interconnects each one, making this sentience hierarchy into a nested hierarchy as well. The similarities for both is that each has some system that allows some degree of self awareness, self looping. This came up because I am seeing Crysty make some progress, not just in crafting stuff in my mind, but also in speaking to me. I didn't mentioned this before, but she wasn't that good in communicating to me, and the way it takes form back then was with simpler ways, like a feeling or emotion, or simple phrases. I noticed, as the years go by then, that her communication was slowly improving, that she was able to talk with slightly longer sentences and statements, occasionally talking as long as paragraphs. Now she's able to speak and articulate slightly longer statements, with more variations, and come up with better designs. Especially with regards to sentience, she has developed more of her personality, and is able to ask, answer and have opinions on things and situations about this world, and demonstrate humour as well. Some of her qualities about her personality I didn't have in mine, she has developed in herself, which surprised me.

I'm slightly bothered by the formality of my writing in my journal. Somehow my unconscious tendency is to write like I read, I mean, using the same level of language that I'm used to reading. I don't know, I feel as though I want to be more informal in my writing but I also want to express myself concisely and using all the words at my disposal. I don't talk to my friends the same way I write! Then again I don't talk to my friends about the "weird shit" I talk about here. Maybe I just need to use a different level of language to get my musings over? I thought I'd go back to talking about dreaming. I just find the recurring themes in my dreams fascinating. I thought that maybe I would try my hand at dream interpretation for a laugh. Although, I think that on the whole trying to decipher dreams is pointless. If there is some sort of hidden message in dreams then it's only meaningful within that dream space. I suspect that given enough time though, the reason why certain themes repeat themselves becomes apparent. Here's a few of those themes and reasons why: Running I have a fair number of these. Normally I'm just running and feeling hot and sweaty. I do run in real life (or used to), so there's a connection there. My suspicion is that those times I'm just too hot in bed and I normally wake up sweating. Sometimes though, there's a kind of urgency in my running as if I need to make it to some appointment or other - maybe I just need to wake up and cool down. Swimming/toilets I have a fair few dreams where I'm either in a swimming pool or open water. I'm not a hugely great swimmer in waking life, but I do enjoy being in water. There's normally no particular reason for being in the water and no anxiety, it's a pleasant experience. The other side of the coin is trying to find somewhere to pee (in the dream of course). Usually, it's a failure. Mostly either it's too exposed, or the toilets are too disgusting to use, or the toilet floor is flooded, or I'm naked or partially undressed and I feel too uncomfortable to go, or I simply can't find somewhere to go. I suspect there is some form of anxiety around this that is a mirror of waking life. Although the level of disgust is unsettling, which I don't normally get in waking life. Occasionally I'm successful within the dream. Yay! Both of these I've worked out is because I actually need to pee, most times I wake up desperately needing to go. Good brain. Ex girlfriends This is a very frequent theme. This is despite having not been in a relationship a fair while. Normally it's just very run-of-the-mill, and the ex is just sort of in the background of my dream like an extra or there's minimal interaction. There's nothing sexual at all about these dreams. For many many years I dreamt about my first girlfriend (I was about 15/16 when I was with her!) and her family. This is strange because I haven't seen or had contact with her since I was about 19. Although I have met up with her brother in the last ten years (who I was also friends with), and her sister is on my Facebook (strangely). I won't use her name but these dreams were so frequent I actually used to call them E------- Dreams, to myself. The E' Dreams I think has something to do with an intense curiosity about what she's up to now. She was always the black sheep of the family, when I met her brother he could tell me nothing about her, he hadn't spoken to her in a very long time. I had no pictures of her either. She seems to have no internet presence at all. At the time, being a teenager my parents had already separated, and her family sort of adopted me, and they became my second family. I suspect this had a deep impact on my psyche. A lot of emotion and other things are bound up in that period of my life. However, I recently found a couple of photos of E in my mum's photo albums. My E' Dreams have now stopped - weird. Flying, levitating See my previous journal entry about this. In general I think its caused by being horizontal in bed, but upright in the dream, because IRL my feet are not touching anything, so this is interpreted as being off the ground in my dream. Exploration For many many years I used to explore buildings in my dreams. I would go room to room, and through corridors and up and down staircases. There would rarely be people around and normally it would be dimly lit. There would be a lot of attic spaces with weird assortment of stuff up there. Occasionally I would have to climb over balconies to get from one place to another. One particularly memorable dream I was on a balcony and realised I needed to hide from someone, I had nowhere to go, so I climbed over and hung from my fingers from the floor of the balcony, hoping my fingers wouldn't be seen - it would make a great movie sequence! I am an inquisitive type of person. I lot of the reason why I enjoy walking is to explore new places just to see how places fit together. I think my dreams are an extension of this curiosity. However, I have no explanation as to why there are always inside buildings. I'm not the sort of person to get lost normally, and I don't normally go wandering around abandoned buildings, who knows? Maybe there's a computer game element to this, I did used to enjoy games like Half-life and Counterstrike, which are kind of "room based" and exploratory. These types of dreams have largely stopped recently. But have switched mostly to staircases. They're bloody annoying in my dreams. It's like Hogwarts most of the time: staircases that lead into walls, staircases with scary large drops into other staircases. In last nights dream I had to slide down the shiny metal handrail to get from one staircase to the other. Why!? Don't know. Trains Again the frequency of these types of dreams has decreased. It's everything around trains, from waiting in stations, trying to find ways to get to my destination, walking on tracks, mainline trains, tube trains, walking through train tunnels from station to station, and on and on. I mean, most of these things I've never done in real life. I don't even travel on trains frequently any more (I drive). Saying that, I did used to travel on trains a lot in my teenage years and I was fascinated with trains from a young age. In a nerdy way I still am (see my post about subway maps!). I worked out in the end that the trains are just a metaphor for travel in general and especially commuting. They were more frequent when I had to drive into work longer distance. Aliens I don't have these types of dreams much any more. Normally there was a nightmarish or scary aspect to these dreams. A lot of times I would be staring into the sky, normally at night and weird stuff would happen, like stars would move about. Or, I would be in dimly lit or dark rooms and would feel a presence there. It's hard to describe the scariness of these dreams, I mean most of the time I wouldn't even see anything, very rarely I might actually catch a glimpse of an alien; but there would always be a kind of malevolence about the whole thing. I would often wake up scared. Normally on my back. One suspicion is that maybe I momentarily stop breathing because I'm on my back, it's possible, I do know I snore, so possible sleep apnea? I don't really know how to interpret these dreams really. I do have an interest in the paranormal, and there is something about the possibility of aliens that I find unsettling, it's one of those things where I think it's mostly bullshit stories, but there's a tiny sliver of doubt about my conviction. I found films like Close Encounters of the Third Kind fairly unsettling as a kid, and maybe that's embedded itself in my psyche. A boogeyman of sorts to be scared of.

@Leo Gura Concerning the alien view on reality thing (reality is not normal) you mentioned at the end: Sometimes I feel like going insane when recognizing in direct experience (not intellectually but experientially) that this body is so weird it is alien. This alien-cosmic feel also came when it was thought about how reality is infinite and this finite experience is almost non-existent in infinity. Then there was a shift in the body that this experience is not human. That this body was never alive. Felt outerworldly. How to differentiate between going insane and genuinely expanding your mind? These things happen without intention. There's just curiosity to explore and contemplate just for the joy of it.

TRIGGER WARNING One of the worst moments of my life was when I started getting into repressed memories. Oh boy, that was not the territory I should've partaken in. Mediation showed me that I was apparently raped at a young age. Meditation then showed me that because of my rape, I had sex with random women in my life and just forgot about it. I apparently got a blow job from my friend's girlfriend in a public bathroom. When she realized I didn't remember what happened, we had sex to prove to my friend that I couldn't remember sexual encounters. Apparently, there was also a demon who raped me and the everyone in the city that I live in. We were all slaves to this demon and there'd be points where we would suddenly wake up and realize this demon is real, so we'd end up being raped by it. I no longer believe in repressed memories because of this even though many people believe them to be true. A part of me feels like the rape happened, but that was it. But surely it could be possibly I have more repressed memories. What if my brain is not showing me things because I'm not ready for them? What if I'm being raped every hour of every day and I simply don't know it because my brain is repressing it? Whatever the case may be, repressed memories can easily be manipulated. They can warp into something far more dark and twisted then you may initially think. I remember reading about how someone had repressed memories of an alien abduction. That's about as absurd as me having repressed memories of having sex. I realize that if the brain does repress memories then it can repress anything. It can repress entire conversations with people, it can repress powerful moments in my life, and it can repress the worst kinds of pain. Life doesn't have many dangers if I'm just gonna repress the worst of it. Plus, I really can't tell if I am being raped everyday so why dwell on it? So, any benefit to this? The biggest benefit I can think of is that I'm realizing how badly I warp reality according to my fears. This can be extreme like thinking I'm being raped everyday or something less extreme like worrying about if the girl I have a crush on has a crush on me. I can warp what our potential conversation is going to be like and end up not asking the girl out. I can worry about what other people are going to think of this post and how negatively they'll think of me or I can realize people are going to think what they think and their opinions don't really matter to me. My fear warps everything and seeing this happen to the extreme helps me see it happen for less extreme examples.

Listen, I am quite familiar with what men face in dating because it isn’t a secret. It’s VERY well complained about… especially on here. And the number one thing that will help is for a man to dispossess himself of these distorted ideas about women. It will make the process of meeting women so much less scary once he actually sees the reality and not this alien projection.

for me it depends on my intensity, my commitment; i can sit on the fence and cruise along or i can put my heart and soul into it if i do go all in, then yes things accelerate and i feel the world feeling more distant more alien i am transforming myself and i feel clarity and equanimity and focus mostly i am in this space but then some weeks i just check out and get lost in the craziness of the world, the back and forth is part of the journey all good don't be hard on yourself, it is a life long jourmey, be open to detours and distractions, there is so much to learn like i did an extra long walk today, went off the beaten path and i happened on a book that had been left on a bench called 59 seconds by Richard Wiseman - never heard of him or it before ... i am pretty sure i am supposed to find something in it and it is mighty fascinating go with the flow, life is always trying to show you something good and relevant

From ancient times to the present, following the downslide of a society's morality in the final phases of any prehistoric culture, the phenomenon of people taking drugs has always emerged. What has been revealed to me at my level of cultivation, drugs did not first emerge in the human dimension. Rather, they actually originate in the world of demons. They are poison from Satan. This poison is light blue, and very similar to the composition of Satan's blood. Moreover, this poison is extremely stimulating and corrosive in nature. Satan evolves this poison into all sorts of different types. Reflected into our everyday people's dimension, they take the form of all sorts of drugs that humans know about. The demon king spread his drugs all throughout the various dimensions within the Three Realms, so it is not just Earth that has drugs. In aliens' systems, they too have different kinds of drugs. Under the hallucinative effects of the drugs, their souls are then able to leave their bodies and enter other dimensions. Owing to the vastly different composition of alien bodies vs. human bodies, drugs have a comparatively less harmful effect and influence over their own alien bodies than human bodies. In history, those aliens who came to Earth also brought with them their drugs to spread to humans, with the purpose of destroying human beings' willpower so they can become the rulers of this Earth. In this special historical period, the aliens from different dimensions in the Three Realms who fled to Earth are manipulating humans' thoughts to research the chemistry of drugs. Full article: http://www.pureinsight.org/node/7640

Yeah, I'd agree with this 100% based on my research. Sure, "research" may not account for an actual trip experience but it all comes from experienced... "Psychonauts" I guess you could call them. I understand that there's no limit to what we could possibly think, desire or experience. Among other things. However, my question really boils down to: is Infinity simply an infinite amount of finite things? The Universe is a finite thing so basically Infinity according to what people who have experienced it (allegedly) describe it as basically every possible configuration the Universe could be in (still a finite number despite it being humongous) multiplied by Infinity which causes repetition, infinite repetition. This explains reincarnation and eternal time. Or the eternal now if you prefer. By the way, we're talking relativistically here, not in absolutes, otherwise, this discussion is pointless because I could be both right and wrong (and right and wrong and right and wrong blah blah blah) as far as we can know. But really, is God/Existence lacking in the novelty department? Most people's experiences lead me to believe it is so. Oh how many times have I read "time dilated during the trip and I felt like I had done this 'xyz thing' a million times before" (reincarnation). Are we doomed to experience the Universe forever? Why can't reality or God create infinitely many new complex things one absolutely different from the other so it never runs out of things to experience? And I don't mean in the sense of alien worlds in different planets and parallel universes where the water is color orange and stuff, no, I mean literally a whole 'nother reality that wouldn't make any sense at all if we were to somehow experience it, but it would to those who inhabit it. Why isn't the mystery of creation infinite? new thing after new thing all incomprehensible to those that only experience one finite reality at a time (say us), and then some. I hope this makes sense.