The Grant Chronicles

It is with great excitement that I post a link to this most credible site, called the Grant Chronicles:

http://www.grantchronicles.com

My own work - which relates directly to but was not written with the knowledge of the insightful, privileged work by Mr. Grant - will soon be edited and put up on my humble, barely started Geocities page (read: my profile).

Note: My old site with domaindlx was terminated by accident, and everything on it was wiped from my PC as well. It will take time to retype it from hard copies. (Time to start saving to disk).

Discussion?

Recent Dream and Out of Body Experience

Thought I'd share my dreams and oobes from two separate nights this week:

Sunday night, after a dream, I found myself caught just out of my body, paralysed. Something distinctly evil was attacking me. This entity grabbed my "hands" and tried to crush them, with full force. In my mind, I brought up my courage and laughed, thinking, "Oh now it's going to crush my hands. Yeah right!" and overpowered it by sheer will. I woke up and everything was fine. I've always had dreams and oobe's in which I am being tested - fighting demons and other evil / egocentric beings, defending the defenseless, getting people to safety during the pole shift, having to make life or death decisions for others, having my morality gauged, etc. - and this seemed to be no exception.

And now for a positive experience, or what to me is a very positive experience. Last night I had a rather interesting "dream". I found myself aboard the Zeta mothership - dark metallic surfaces, dim lighting, very utilitarian set-up. I was standing at the entrance to a large room, watching their activities passively. The amusing part was when I could hear a male human narrator, who could only speculate on what was actually happening. He said something to the effect of, "And now attendants are arranging instruments on the altar." He assumed that the Zetas were performing an elaborate ritual. However, I knew that these were surgical implements, and that the altar was a simple table and nothing more. There were a few Zetas lying on other tables, waiting to be taken care of, and two others brought another one in, already on a table. This was a demonstration of how humans can blow things out of proportion when they don't have all the facts. Very cute.

After the lesson on the mothership, I found myself out of body in my room, looking out the window at the early morning. I realised that I was not awake, and felt thrilled. I kept my excitement in check, as it never fails to wake me up. I willed myself to float up through the walls, and floated and bounced around the city awkwardly for a while. Then I, um, woke up, willed myself back under, woke up, then willed myself back under again. I struggled to stay out of body until my body woke up for good.

Just thought I'd share because it makes me happy when my nights are eventful.

Recent Dream and Out of Body Experience

Thought I'd share my dreams and oobes from two separate nights this week:

Sunday night, after a dream, I found myself caught just out of my body, paralysed. Something distinctly evil was attacking me. This entity grabbed my "hands" and tried to crush them, with full force. In my mind, I brought up my courage and laughed, thinking, "Oh now it's going to crush my hands. Yeah right!" and overpowered it by sheer will. I woke up, everything was fine. I've had dreams and oobe's in which I am being tested - fighting demons and other evil / egocentric beings, defending the defenseless, getting people to safety during the pole shift, having to make life or death decisions for others, having my morality gauged, etc. - and this seemed to be no exception.

And now for a positive experience, or what to me is a positive experience. Last night I had a rather interesting dream. I found myself aboard the Zeta mothership - dark metallic surfaces, dim lighting, very utilitarian set-up. I was standing at the entrance to a large room, watching their activities passively. The amusing part was when I could hear a male human narrator, who could only speculate on what was actually happening. He said something to the effect of, "And now attendants are arranging instruments on the altar." He assumed the whole time that the Zetas were performing an elaborate ritual. However, I knew that these were surgical implements, and that the altar was a simple table and nothing more. There were a few Zetas lying on the tables, waiting to be taken care of, and they brought another short one in, already on a table. This was a demonstration of how humans can blow things out of proportion when they don't have all the facts. Very cute.

Then I found myself out of body in my room, looking out the window. I realised that I was not awake, and felt thrilled. I kept my excitement in check, as it never fails to wakes me up. I willed myself to float up through the walls, and floated and bounced around the city awkwardly for a while. Then I, um, woke up, willed myself back under, woke up, then willed myself back under again. I struggled to stay out of body until my body woke up for good.

Just thought I'd share because it makes me happy when my nights are eventful.

Customary first introduction

Just noticed this section of the forum now. Thought I'd give you all a run-down of who I am, in case it matters to some of you

I choose not to be forthcoming with the details of my identity, as I have had trouble on the internet before. However, there are many things to a person besides a name.

As my profile reads, I am a political science and philosophy undergrad, who holds a position as a teaching assistant. In my future as a professor, I hope to teach many more subjects. My studies are also strongly focused on the sciences, fine arts, and fitness. In addition to what I do in school, I am a self-employed fitness and yoga instructor, working mostly one-on-one with people. My goal is to also teach martial arts, and I am in the process of making this possible. I do include elements of the martial arts in my instruction, as per individual request.

All of my life, I've had what most people would term "paranormal" or "supernatural" experiences. To me, such phenomena are like bread on the table. I've always been telepathically inclined, and have done my best to support and develop these abilities. That is difficult to do in a society of people who are not so inclined. The majority do not recognise these abilities, let alone know how to nurture them. As a result, those who seek answers continue to fall into the traps of opportunistists peddling their hokum.

I myself have never fallen for the words of a false prophet. I attribute this unique discerning ability to my life-long experiences, next to which nonsense pales in comparison and reeks plainly of the greedy stench of b.s. I have been in contact with extraterrestrials all of my life, and have had vivid / lucid dreams, out of body adventures, past life regressions, and contact with spirits ever since I can remember. As a result, I know what's what, and have a wealth of first-hand accounts to share. However, despite my insight, I cannot claim to have all the answers.

To me, there is nothing worst than one who would mislead others, either deliberately or through ignorance. I feel that it is a state of grave dishonour to speak of that which you do not know. I maintain strongly that to have an opinion is to have a belief, which is nothing. Meanwhile, I say that to have the facts - and to have them straight - is to have knowledge of the truth, which is everything. Thus, I seek always to know, and not believe. If you find me speaking of that which I do not know, then it will always be in speculation, where I make it clear that I am still working to find out the facts.

And that's all I wanted to say about myself. Hope it makes me sound good :devil2: