congrats on staying cool during SP! no small feat until one gets used to it... |
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Last week, I experienced what I believe was my first wild by accident. I was napping on the couch at around 4pm, and as usual I would awake and return to sleep a few times in the course of the nap. At one point, just after awakening, I realized that I was very close to sleep and could enter sleep paralysis just be staying still and allowing it to come. |
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congrats on staying cool during SP! no small feat until one gets used to it... |
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“If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange these apples then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas.” (or better yet: three...)
George Bernard Shaw
No theory, no ready-made system, no book that has ever been written will save the world. I cleave to no system. I am a true seeker. - Mikhail Bakunin
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That's interesting, what about it specifically makes you think it's an astral projection as opposed to just a WILD? Surely, if it's possible that it was an astral projection, then isn't it equally likely that it was simply a dream? I don't recall any sensations like leaving my body, and I did feel that the realm I was in functioned similar to the way a dream would, where portions of my house and familiar locations would simply appear in a distorted form and transform spontaneously. It was indeed quite vivid, but varied in the vividness and was only relatively high in this respect, not the most vivid lucid dream I've had in my entire life. I'm interested to see what about my experience would make it classified as an astral projection |
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wow I really really really really really really WISH I could WILD lol... but I cant even get the falling sensation anymore... I just lay there and nothing happens wither I thin or not... and sometome my body movies without me telling it to |
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As waves of plastic fame go out of fashion, You're going out (going out) forever unknown. These waves of plastic fame go out of fashion, You're going out (going out) forever unknown.
From above a rain of ashes descends anathema. I will remain, forever will remain. From below, in my seclusion, look up to the sky to see See paper wings and watch them burn.
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