Astral Attack, Man on My Back

Sunday Night, May 24, 1992

I hiked 12.6 miles in the mountains Sunday and did not eat much. I was intentionally losing weight. The result is that when I went to bed Sunday night I was exhausted. I read the first chapter of the book Dimensions by Jacques Vallee before turning out the light at 11:17 PM. I was lying on my stomach with my left arm down by my side and my right hand up under the right side of the pillow. The left side of my face was flat against the mattress. The pillow was between my head and the bed's headboard.

I felt the internal motion feeling and heard the rushing sounds I have learned to associate with leaving my body. I recognized what was happening, relaxed, and flowed with the experience. I perceived a fast, steady stream of hypnogogic images and sounds. In one brief scene I was lying on my side in bed between an animal and a child. I was facing the animal's back. I think it was a dog. I could not see the child. As the quick stories came and went I felt like I accelerated, stopped, accelerated, stopped, and so on in cycles. The feeling of motion and loudness of the rushing sound also occurred in cycles. I realized that the cycle coincided with my heartbeats.

Then I was distracted by loud heavy-metal music and the singer's face filled my vision. I heard and understood the lyrics. They were not profound. As I watched the singer and listened to the music I wondered why my separation was taking so long. Usually this part of a projection only lasted about one second.

Suddenly I felt harsh, forceful pressure on my right shoulder and on my left arm's biceps. Someone was holding me down, powerfully. My sense was that the being was masculine. I clearly felt the right hand and fingers squeezing my right shoulder, pushing it against the mattress. I tried to struggle, but I was paralyzed. I tried to scream, but I couldn't. Throughout the struggle I continued feeling motion, hearing the loud music, and seeing the singer's face. The being let go of my left arm and slid its left hand, palm up, under me, against my stomach. The hand grabbed my stomach, painfully gouging me with its fingers. The feeling was unendurable, similar to the feeling when someone grabs and pinches the nerves of your leg above your knee (called a "horse bite"), or forcefully tickles the bottoms of your feet. Somehow I grabbed the being's left arm with my left hand and tried to wrest it from my stomach. I screamed internally, "Whose hands are these? Why are you doing this? Who are you?" Everything stopped.

I opened my eyes and saw that it was 11:28, eleven minutes after I had turned out the light. I had not moved. My left arm was still straight down by my side and my right arm was still up under my pillow. As I reviewed the experience I realized the being who attacked me had felt similar to the being who tried to astrally abduct me several years earlier. Only this time the being held my astral body inside my physical body so that I couldn't project.


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

Dream Telepathy

Thursday, May 14, 1992

Early Thursday morning I dreamt I was sitting on the living-room couch at my old house in North Carolina. My current project leader from work was sitting on the couch next to me. He was visiting with two children, a boy and a girl, who weren't his. He told me he was temporarily responsible for them. He acted like he didn't like having to take care of them. The children were playing in another room.

Later that day at work I hesitantly shared my dream with my project leader. He was surprised due to a telephone call he had gotten from his brother in another state the night before (Wednesday night). His brother wanted to attend a party in Charleston next month and didn't want to have to worry about his kids (a boy and a girl). My project leader had reluctantly agreed to let his brother drop the kids off at his house. He wasn't happy about it.


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

Dream Telepathy

Wednesday, February 12, 1992

Tuesday night my best friend got his orange juice jug out and discovered he had accidentally stored it outside of the refrigerator after he last used it. The orange juice was fermented and he had to throw it out. When he cleaned the jug he also cleaned an old-fashioned soft-drink bottle that he had found in his yard. He wanted to keep the bottle because it was old.

A few hours later I dreamt I was eating with my best friend. My drink was in an old-fashioned soft-drink bottle. I thought it was orange juice. When I drank some, it didn't taste right and I made a face as I tried to determine what it was. Someone asked me what was wrong. I told them that I had been expecting orange juice and this wasn't. Then I realized it was probably a "Tempest," which in the dream was a fermented alcoholic beverage.


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

Dream Telepathy

Saturday, January 18, 1992

Friday night I watched the unusual 1932 film, Freaks, directed by Tod Browning. The movie is filled with memorable scenes of crippled people, deformed people, and midgets. One of the freaks (played by Johnny Eck) is a man with no legs who runs around on his hands with his body swinging between his arms. The movie's climax takes place at night during a storm, when all the freaks chase someone. Somehow the legless man running on his hands is ahead of the other freaks. As I watched, I thought about my best friend and how I knew he would enjoy the movie.

A few hours later (Saturday morning) my best friend dreamt that he went into a building to take shelter from a storm. Inside the building were many crippled people. One person that especially caught his attention was a man who had no legs. The man was standing on his hands with his body hanging down between his arms.


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

Coincidence Implying Telepathy

Tuesday, December 3, 1991

Wednesday at lunch my best friend and I discovered a coincidence that seemed to indicate subconscious telepathic communication. The previous night we had each gone to the Radio Shack at the Anderson Mall and bought a computer-clock battery.

The coincidence was mind-boggling for several reasons.

1. Neither of us had said anything to each other about the mall, Radio Shack, or wanting a new computer battery.

2. Computer clock batteries were available at several computer-oriented stores, department stores, and even at a more convenient Radio Shack we both drove past every day going to and from work.

3. Computer batteries do not need to be replaced often. My first computer battery lasted three and a half years.

What are the odds of each of us going to the same store on the same night to buy something only needed once every few years, without mentioning it to each other beforehand?


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

Dream Telepathy & Similar Dreams

Tuesday Morning, November 19, 1991

Monday night I watched the 1989 movie "Sonny Boy" starring Paul L. Smith. I recognized Smith as the actor who played a guard in the powerful 1978 film Midnight Express. In "Midnight Express" Smith's guard character had used a stick to severely beat the feet of Billy Hayes (played by Brad Davis). "Midnight Express" was the only other movie I remembered seeing Smith in. I thought about "Midnight Express" and the feet-beating. I made a mental note to tell my best friend about seeing Smith again in "Sonny Boy".

A few hours later on Tuesday morning I dreamt I was travelling with my best friend. We were staying in a dormitory. I sat on the edge of the bed as I put on my hiking boots for a hike. I was irritated because my best friend was not there and he should have been. I noticed my third boot and couldn't decide whether to take it along. I wondered if my friend would bring his spare boot this time.

On Tuesday morning my best friend dreamt that we were travelling together and staying in a dormitory. We had gotten separated and he was looking for me. He didn't have all his gear with him and needed to find me before we could continue. He stepped into a puddle and got his shoes wet. He was aggravated that he didn't have his spare shoes with him. He then watched the punishment of a man whose foot was beaten with a stick until it was mutilated. Then the punisher started beating the man's other foot.


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

Met Friend Astrally

Sunday Night, August 11, 1991

I had to get up at 4:00 AM the next morning to catch a flight to Philadelphia. I went to bed at 8:30 in hopes of getting a good night's sleep. Instead I tossed and turned restlessly without sleeping much. I felt my astral body leave my physical body, but I remained completely passive because I wanted to sleep. I was buffeted back and forth around the ceiling of a dimly-lit room. This turmoil seemed to continue for a couple of minutes.

I decided since I was projected I might as well make use of it and try to take control. I tried to visit an old friend from Philadelphia, whom I had not seen since college. Nothing happened. I tried to visit a penfriend I had in Australia. Nothing happened. Suddenly I was thrust sideways feet-first against a table. It was as if I was lying in the air horizontally, standing on the side of a table. A force of several gravities was pushing me toward the table and I had trouble remaining in a standing position. This struggle also lasted a couple of minutes.

The force stopped abruptly and I flew out into the room only to encounter another astral being flying into the room through the wall on my left. It was one of my best friends from childhood. We had grown up three houses apart. Telepathically I asked him what he was doing there and he asked me the same thing. Then he said he had just come to see me since we hadn't seen each other in over a year. (We normally saw one another every Christmas when we visited our parents, but he had been unable to come the previous Christmas.)

Then several things happened at once -- my physical body rolled over, I re-entered my body, there was a brilliant flash of lightning, and instant thunder. The time was 11:25 PM. A violent electrical storm with torrential rain had just started. I realized my experience included two firsts. I had never been projected during an electrical storm and I had never encountered a projected friend while I was projected.


Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney