FractalDust said:

I've experienced sleep paralysis all my life since I was young. For many years I felt just like you and didn't know what was happening and would get scared and fight it.

About 13 years ago I started reading about astral projection and was reminded of these night terrors I would experience and soon realized that they were related.

Because of this realization I was able to experience fully conscious astral projections within days of first reading about them.

When you wake up with sleep paralysis you naturally get frightened and want to fight it, but that is the worse possible thing you can do. You must accept this wonderful gift and experience it fully.

Instead of fighting it off you should immediately relax your whole body and still your mind. Soon you will feel vibrations coursing through your body that steadily increase in frequency and intensity.

This is the crucial point now because shit can get pretty weird. The vibrations are strong and loud, the feeling of not being able to move and not being in control can be overwhelming. To top it off you usually will feel like your not alone. Another presence is felt and it usually will seem to be sinister.

Ignore that shit. Don't give in or you will ruin everything. Keep relaxing and force your mind to remain still and thoughtless.

At this point you can start to use your mind to move yourself up and out. It will be smooth. You will feel yourself start to rise out of your body.

When you are still close to the physical body you will have very little control, and will most likely be blind. The number one goal is to get as far away from your body as you can, as quickly as you can.

Move up and out your window and you will feel the change as you enter the night air.

Now one of two things will happen, and I haven't learned how to control this even after all these years of conscious astral projection.

You will either stay in the etheric realm where you can still see your body, house and neighborhood, and can explore the earth-realm in real time.

Or you will be transported to the astral plane. If this happens you will find ourself in a brand new world you have never been to. This is where it gets good. You can fly around and explore, meet beings, get lost in buildings, dig in the dirt, drink the rain, and fly deep into the sky. Anything is possible, and you are just as conscious as you are right now reading this, but you are on another planet, in a different dimension.

Don't fight sleep paralysis. You have a gift. Many people practice their whole life to experience this and either it takes years of dedication, or they give up. You and anyone else who experience involuntary sleep paralysis are blessed.

I realized this years ago, and am forever grateful for this gift.

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awesomebastard said:

Sleep paralysis is the perfect opportunity to induce a vivid lucid dream.

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ToTheSummit said:

Your experience sounds more like lucid dreaming to me then sleep paralysis.  If you were still out of your body and seeing imagery that was not there (the painted faces, the demon, etc) it sounds more dream-like.

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wrestler_az said:

well, so are benzos...

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Coaster said:

wrestler_az said:

well, so are benzos...

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not to the same degree

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wrestler_az said:

is fucking weird shit.

and i get it quite frequently. sometimes i can even feel it coming on as i fall asleep... as opposed to waking up to it. and EVERY single time, it freaks me the fuck out. not always necessarily in a bad way. sometimes its fun. sometimes when i feel it coming on ill play around with it and see how long i can stand it before forcing movement to delay it. sometimes ill wait too long and get stuck... theres that line, and skating that line is sometimes fun.

however, tonight i had an episode that really threw me off guard.

i was having this weird dream, where i was in a classroom of sorts, like i was in college or something. the class was aimed at the proper use of dmt. there was a chair, a recliner at the front of the room. there was also 2 very large ornate fountains on either side of the chair. students would take turns going up to the front of the class and lay back in the chair to smoke some dmt. during this time, the instructor would chant in this really bizarre language while painting the face of the student.

after watching a couple students it was my turn. i climbed into the chair as the instructor handed me the pipe. as soon as i took a hit, the dream changed perspectives on me. i was now floating above my body, near the ceiling of the room. i watched as the instructor painted intricate swirling paterns on my face in multiple shades of blue. this part of the dream was very vivid, i might even go as far to say it felt real.

for a moment i thought to myself, "what the fuck!?"...

the next thing i knew i was no longer looking down at a classroom full of people watching me trip out on dmt. i was watching myself sleep, in my own bed, in my own room. my face was still painted, and the fountains were still there... but i was in my room.

holy shit, im dreaming...

then slam, i awake in my bed in the middle of a sleep paralysis episode. i felt high, as if i had really smoked some dmt. i was awake, yet something still didnt seem right about the reality i found myself in. it felt hard to breath, my chest was tight. i was panicking, freaking out, trying desperately to snap out of it. but i was in it too deep.

so i decided to just lay there and see if i could fall back asleep. i laid there for a minute or so as i felt my consciousness drift, when it happened again. again i found myself hovering over my bed, though this time the transition wasnt so sudden. i actually "felt" myself leave my body. it is to this date the weirdest sensation i have ever felt. the best way i can come up with to describe it, is as if i were riding a psychedelic trail. like, we all know about trails when we are tripping... my body was the object, and my consciousness was the trails that follow, or in this case leave. i remember trying very hard to fight it. all i wanted to do was stay in my body and wake the fuck up. but, it wasnt gonna happen.

so again, im looking down at my body asleep in my bed. this time there was a creature... a demon, an elf, im not really sure what the hell it was. but it was sitting cross legged on my belly and tearing into my chest very violently, with the fucking smirk on its face. this is the last thing i remember before waking up as i jumped out of my bed.

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Coaster said:

well those both effect the central nervous system but not in the same way
and because of that u get differing effects
one is more severe than the other one some respect
ya feel me?

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