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RE: My battle with a shadow being
the one i saw was shapeless not even a neck line just a black aura or siloite of a person i just read from the post you recommended that they ware HAT'S??? ya mine did not have that at all. Do you want me to tell you how to brake sleep paralysis or are you good i don't want to leave you hanging. I will right i post right away about it.
Yep I read quite a bit of Carlos Casteneda when I was younger. I own two or three of his books in my personal library.
Thanks for going into detail to help me out , i was just listen to george noory coast to coast and a guest said they are attracted to negativity and were i noticed it was coming through were my fathers room like it was leaving. yesterday my father got insanely mad over nothing and we are no longer talking. so that is something i thought i should point out to leave the evidence out there.
I think it was leaving his room & passing through mine because i think the only reason it interacted with me was because i saw it , when my spidey sense woke me up.
Go for it. I've never had a problem with sleep paralysis. My wife did.
As far as hats. I've read that on the internet and from other people, but none that I've ever encountered or that anyone I ever spoke to had hats.
They basically were one of the following:
Some people have mentioned red eyes. I've only met one person that claimed a large house cat sized one that was hovering down the street had red eyes. She was babbling but that was what finally came out.
Everyone else I know just describes shadows with no discernible eyes.
Yes i meant for your wife i should have worded that better my bad. O hell yea i felt it that is what woke me up straight into an heart pounding moment that is how i knew i was not asleep anymore! no red eyes or anything discernible just a shadow i think the only reason i saw it in my room was because there was a little bit of light shining though the doorway otherwise my room would be pitch black.
(random thought do you think these are extradimensional beings that phased into existence or were they there all along and that was like a glitch in the matrix moment where the barrier between worlds were lowered?)
Gnostic writings contain descriptions of alien predators called Archons, Arkontai in Greek. The texts from Nag Hammadi describe them as heavy, elusive, shadowy creatures. The most common name for them is “beings of the likeness, shadow-creatures.” Could the Archons be compared to the “mud shadows” described by don Juan? This question raises the general issue of parallels between don Juan’s Central American Toltec shamanism and the shamanism of the Mystery Schools of ancient Europe.
Possible. I'm not absolutely sure what they are. If we are living in a simulation or something like that they could still be possible with that.
I do believe there are likely different phases... so that is possible, though I really have no clue.
I could make up tons of different possible things and they would all be speculation.
Well yes it's not like we can know anything about the topic of topics for certain.
Don Juan, the Mexican Yaqui Indian shaman, tells Carlos Castaneda the following:
“We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The Predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile, helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so… I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner!
“This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico … They took us over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them.”
“No, no, no, no,” [Carlos replies] “This is absurd don Juan. What you’re saying is something monstrous. It simply can’t be true, for sorcerers or for average men, or for anyone.”
“Why not?” don Juan asked calmly. “Why not? Because it infuriates you? … You haven’t heard all the claims yet. I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradictions between the intelligence of man the engineer and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs, or the stupidity of his contradictory behaviour. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of belief, our ideas of good and evil, our social mores. They are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal.”
“‘But how can they do this, don Juan? [Carlos] asked, somehow angered further by what [don Juan] was saying. “‘Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?”
“‘No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” don Juan said, smiling. “They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. In order to keep us obedient and meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous manoeuvre
stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist. A horrendous manoeuvre from the point of view of those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind, which becomes our mind. The predators’ mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, filled with the fear of being discovered any minute now.”
“I know that even though you have never suffered hunger… you have food anxiety, which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now its manoeuvre is going to be uncovered and food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which, after all, is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. And they ensure, in this manner, a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear.”
“The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when [the predator] made its appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights, feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then, everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man. What I’m saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart, and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He’s an average piece of meat.”
“There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat: trite, conventional, imbecilic.”
Castaneda, 1998