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January 14, 2006 Saturday about 7:00 AM I dreamt that I was very tired. I lied down to rest. I felt a projection beginning, overcame the reflexive resistance to losing control, and projected. I found myself above the North Carolina house in which I grew up. I was not lucid and I did not know I was dreaming. As I flew around the yard I noticed that I had no problem staying aloft. Usually

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December 2, 2005 Friday After lunch on Thursday, my friend in Pennsylvania noticed a wooden table, some chairs, and lots of white plastic bags stacked at the trash bin behind a store. He came back that night after dark to get the table and possibly other stuff worth taking. The table was gone. He thought about whether the chairs would fit in his vehicle. He was uneasy behind the store at

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July 31, 2005 Sunday This incident occurred when I was in South Carolina and my friend was in Pennsylvania. Sunday morning I dreamt I was helping a friend with a project that involved his going for supplies, using a tape measure, and painting. In the scene I remember I was stooped painting a vertical surface white and my friend was working a couple of feet above my head. My impression was

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July 20, 2005 Wednesday Wednesday morning (in South Carolina) I dreamed that my father and I were looking at an old black-and-white photograph. It was an old war photo that showed a city with a military plane flying over it. He said the pilot was a guy named Jimmy and the city was Binghamton. That same morning my father (in North Carolina) was preparing a talk about The Lonesome Lady, a World

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April 12, 2005 Tuesday On Tuesday, for no apparent reason, I found myself thinking about the older brother of a good friend of mine from the 1970s. I had not thought about the older brother in many years. I wondered what became of him. I barely knew him, and I'm sure I wouldn't recognize him if I saw him. The next day, on Wednesday morning, I received an unexpected email from an old friend who

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March 6, 2005 Sunday 5:50 PM I was meditating before supper. I had been breathing deeply for about twenty minutes. I was very relaxed. I was startled to hear a woman's voice call my name, "Jon", loudly and clearly. It was so real and so loud that I felt a jolt of adrenalin and jumped. I was instantly wide awake. My heart was pounding. I knew no one else was in my apartment and the sound had to

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January 29, 2005 Saturday 5:40 PM I was lying on my back meditating before supper. I was sitting at a conference table in a meeting room with several other people. Suddenly everything went black and I felt my astral body sliding out of my physical body head first and backwards. When I was completely out I hovered in blackness. I could feel my heart pounding and I felt like my blood pressure had

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January 4, 2005 Tuesday I dreamed that I was playing poker with an old friend who lives in Arizona now. The game was chaotic with lots of confusion regarding who was in, who was out, what the bet was, whose turn it was, etc. The game had a surreal quality to it. I wrote my friend an email about the dream. He said he had received the poker game "Texas Hold'em" as a Christmas gift. He said he and

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December 3, 2004 Friday Friday morning I dreamt of an old friend who moved to Arizona. In my dream we were painting a wall with cream-colored paint. Then we were in a cluttered area looking for rattlesnakes. He yelled "There he is! There he is!" and caught a rattlesnake. He quickly inserted his shotgun down the length of the snake's body, pointing away from him, and began firing. As he fired he

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November 14, 2004 Sunday This incident was a first in that as I went to sleep early Sunday morning I intended to see if I could experience dream telepathy with my good friend in Pennsylvania. I succeeded. I dreamt I was at my friend's house in Pennsylvania. My friend was showing me around the house. He pointed into a small bathroom and told me the commode was stopped up.  My friend told me

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November 7, 2004 Sunday I almost didn't include this experience in my record because it seemed weak, but it appears so obviously to defy random coincidence that I decided to include it. Over the years my best friend and I have recognized that our telepathy is often induced when one of us wants to tell the other something, but then doesn't get a chance to do so. Our subconsciouses apparently

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May 24, 2004 Monday On Monday morning I dreamt that a good friend of mine and I were driving somewhere at night. As we neared our destination he turned right off the paved road to take a dirt road. I asked him what he was doing. He said if he stayed on the pavement he would get pulled over by the police, so he was going to drive the rest of the way on this unpaved road.  Saturday night (the

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May 6, 2004 Thursday On Thursday morning I dreamt that my best friend's father had stopped breathing. I gave him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and he started breathing again. I had never met my friend's father in real life. My friend lives in Pennsylvania, his father lives in Georgia, and I live in South Carolina. My best friend was in Texas on business. He said on the previous Thursday his

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April 15, 2004 Thursday On Thursday morning I had a long dream with many scenes. The following dream pieces seemed to be taken from the thoughts of my best friend, who was in Texas on business that week. I dreamt I was staying with my best friend and helping him with a home repair. We worked in his backyard, where we dug a hole. Then I was getting out of bed and saw Bruce Willis on the far

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March 12, 2004 Friday about 8:45 AM I had awakened about 7:00 AM lying on my back with my cat, Charlie, nestled under my left arm. I continued to lie there thinking and resting. I felt the internal motion sensations that usual precede astral separation. I relaxed and flowed with it. I felt like I was swaying left and right, and then up and down. I heard the dump truck emptying the dumpster on

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January 30, 2004 Friday morning When I went to bed Thursday night I thought about how long it had been since I had experienced a good astral projection. I slept from about 2:00 AM to 5:00 AM. I was trying to get back to sleep when I felt like I was spinning counterclockwise. I recognized that an OBE was starting. I remained passive so that I could flow with the experience. Suddenly I separated

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June 28, 2003 Saturday night I was visiting my family in North Carolina where we were celebrating both my mother's and older brother's birthdays at the same gathering. I was concerned about how my brother would react to one of my gifts to him, our Great Uncle Len's World War I bugle. My brother is the keeper of the family's genealogy records. I was afraid he would resent the gift, thinking he

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October 6, 2002 Sunday On Sunday morning I dreamt that my best friend and I were looking at a moving picture he had taken of bats hanging from a high ceiling in a large room. The picture was real time. We could see the bats moving around. We were in a house my friend had lived in a long time ago. The same Sunday morning my best friend dreamt he was behind the house he lived in back in the late

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September 20, 2002 Friday morning I awakened from a series of unusually vivid dreams. I was on my back with my cat nestled between my left arm and my side. As I tried to go back to sleep I became aware in my astral body somewhere else. I was lying on my back in a different, larger bed. My cat was not there. My eyes were closed. Suddenly I felt a positive energy descending onto me from above. It

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July 29, 2002 Monday 1:00 AM I went to bed early, physically exhausted, stiff, and sore from working outside all day on Saturday. A few minutes after I turned out the light I felt like I was on the end of a bungee cord, describing large arcs like a sideways pendulum, bouncing slightly as I traversed each arc. I felt centrifugal force, speed, rebound, and centrifugal force again. I remained

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April 21, 2002 Sunday On Sunday morning I dreamt that I was angry at a lady friend (with whom I had been corresponding by email in real life). I was angry at her for wasting money on a diamond when she was poor and had trouble paying her bills. I told my friend about the dream by email. She said she had been mad at her daughter since Friday because her daughter had bought a fake-diamond ring.

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April 9, 2002 Tuesday 12:45 AM I had just turned my light out for the night. I was lying on my stomach and had not yet lost consciousness. Suddenly I was flying sideways through a room filled with stacked boxes. Separation had been extremely smooth with no disorienting sounds or feelings. I knew the boxes were mine. I flew down to the floor, pushed against the floor's resistance, and flew down

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March 31, 2002 Sunday I dreamt I was visiting an old friend who lives in Arizona. The dream was vague, but I remembered three specifics that I related to my friend in an email:  there was concern about his dog eating poison, there was a big concern about drinking water, and at the end we watched something awe-inspiring in the sky. (I didn't know if my friend owned a dog.) My friend said he

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October 5, 2001 Friday I dreamt that I was visiting a good friend and his wife in Pennsylvania. My friend's wife saw a bug on my shirt, on my chest, and ushered me outside the house to get rid of it. I looked down at my shirt and saw the bug. It was a leafhopper. I told my friend's wife that it was a harmless leafhopper. The next day, Saturday, I was walking toward my front door after throwing

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October 4, 2001 Thursday morning I became conscious during a flying dream. I was lying on my back flying rapidly parallel to the ground, facing the sky. I watched the dark clouds go by. The air felt cool and refreshing. I slowed down and flew closer to the ground, still facing skyward. I brushed through the tops of dew-covered leaves and fronds of lush vegetation in a wet area. It felt great. I

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January 19, 2001, Friday On Friday morning I dreamt that I was at my best friend's house in Pennsylvania. I was standing beside a couch on which over a dozen envelopes were haphazardly strewn. My friend said he had been meaning to put them away, but he hadn't got around to it yet. I asked if he had considered asking his wife to handle them one day while he was at work. I emailed my friend about

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October 3, 2001, Wednesday Morning I became conscious in a dream. I was in a sitting position in the front yard of my old house in Davidson, North Carolina. I was not in a chair. I was simply in a sitting position in the air. Suddenly I moved upwards rapidly. The feeling was extremely exhilarating, like a carnival ride. I watched the ground get farther away and I watched the trees go by. I

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September 30, 2001, Sunday Morning I dreamt I was with an old friend in another country. There was some sort of threat and we had to evacuate the building. The situation was tense. After I woke up I thought about the dream and my friend, whom I had not communicated with in a long time. I had his email address, but I did not know what country he was in. He moves every few years. I wrote him an

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Monday February 26, 2001 about 4:00 AM I was visiting my family in North Carolina. My day had been long and stressful, filled with social events and overeating at both lunch and supper. I became conscious floating just above a hard floor underneath a bed. I noticed the dust on the floor around me. I also noticed three empty, clear bottles of various sizes standing on the floor under the bed. I

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Sunday January 21, 2001 about 4:30 AM I had felt tired all day Saturday. My right hand and wrist hurt, which had prevented me from doing my daily rowing exercise. I took two Mobigesic tablets for pain and went to bed at 10:30 PM. I became conscious while feeling the internal movement of projecting. I intentionally separated and floated upward. My first thought was how easy separation had been,

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June 14, 2000 I didn't feel good, meditated from noon until 12:30, and went to bed instead of eating lunch. I lay down on my stomach and put the pillow over my head. A few moments later I found myself standing in the carport of my childhood home in Davidson, North Carolina (which my parents had recently sold). It was daytime. I watched a wasp flying around exploring the carport. The door from

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March 1, 2000In a dream I was having trouble getting a lamp to turn on. I had recently replaced the bulb in the lamp so I didn't understand why it wouldn't turn on. Then I remembered my mental cue to recognizing when I'm dreaming, is when a light that should work, doesn't. I knew that meant I was dreaming. I knew I could astral travel from the dream and fly around if I wanted to. So I walked over

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February 19, 2000Twice while meditating in a chair in my living room, I have seen my cat, Charlie, walking around my feet. Both times Charlie was really sleeping on the nearby couch. Today I had the most dramatic sighting of Charlie's astral body yet, which prompted this journal entry.I was sleeping late on a Saturday morning. I was lying on my back with my left arm on top of the covers. Charlie

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February 2, 2000In the late nineties I had a woman-seeking page on the Internet. I told about myself on the page and I described the sort of mate I was seeking. It was mostly an experiment to try to find a good match without going through the awkward and inefficient process of dating people with whom I had no compatibility. The page was up for two years or so and generated several interesting

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August 9, 1999This is shortened account of a very long, detailed dream.I was waiting in line somewhere when a good friend of mine who had died less than a year ago walked up beside me. I knew he was dead. We walked away talking. I thanked him for coming to visit me. We walked up Hillside Drive, the street I grew up on in Davidson, North Carolina. My friend pointed at the house next door to my old

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Sunday May 2, 1999Some dreams have a powerful magic feel to them. The feeling of magic lingers after waking. This was one of those dreams.I was driving slowly down a rutted dirt road, alone. I felt a strong sense of apprehension and dread. I knew I would soon have to park and walk the rest of the way. I had once been familiar with the area from hiking, but I had not been here for many years. It

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Thursday February 25, 1999I read Soul Traveler by Albert Taylor before turning out the light. (See Taylor, Albert Soul Traveler: A Guide to Out-of-Body Experiences and the Wonders Beyond New York: Dutton, 1998.) I read several of Taylor's experiences, including some that involved astral helpers. I went to sleep thinking about astral helpers and how I would like to meet one. In a dream I was

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Thursday February 4, 1999This is just one brief scene I remembered from a dream projection. I remembered the scene because the views and feelings I experienced were so overwhelming.I was flying rapidly through a black void between two, nearly-invisible planes of energy. One energy plane was above me, one below. Whenever I ran into one of the planes I bounced off and saw beautiful swirls of blue

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Friday January 1, 1999 about 3:00 AMBefore turning out the light I read the book Projections of the Consciousness by Waldo Vieira. (See Vieira, Waldo Projections of the Consciousness: A Diary of Out-of-Body Experiences Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: International Institute of Projectiology and Conscientiology, 1997.) A good friend of mine had died a few hours before, at about 5:00 PM on December 31. I

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Wednesday December 9, 1998 about 1:43 AMWhen I came to this entry in my journal I was amazed that I had forgotten such an unusual experience.Before turning out the light I read in the book Projections of the Consciousness by Waldo Vieira. (See Vieira, Waldo Projections of the Consciousness: A Diary of Out-of-Body Experiences Rio de Janeiro, Brazil: International Institute of Projectiology and

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Saturday November 21, 1998My best friend and I were going hiking in the Pisgah National Forest near Brevard, North Carolina. After each hike there we enjoyed a good, late dinner in Brevard. We looked forward to having big, hot, leisurely meals when we were tired after hiking. We always ate at one of three restaurants that stayed open fairly late -- Pizza Hut, Western Sizzler, or Shoney's. We

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Saturday May 9, 1998This is a good, brief example of how the critical, analytical mind doesn't function properly during projections.I projected in a dream and flew straight up into the air above my house. I loved the feeling of flying around over my home and seeing the neighborhood from above. Suddenly one of my neighbors saw me flying overhead. My emotional reaction ended the experience. I was

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Friday January 2, 1998I had a penfriend in Australia with whom I felt quite close. I had never met her in person, but we had regularly exchanged lengthy letters, photographs, stamps, and small gifts for years. In April 1997 she was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor. Her health deteriorated during the rest of 1997. In late 1997 I went to a Hallmark shop and bought about thirty cards for my

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Saturday January 10, 1998This dream occurred on December 15, 1996, but it wasn't until it came true that I recognized its psychic nature. I dreamt that my Australian penfriend was sitting in a wheelchair beside a large body of water. She was very forlorn, very sad. She just sat there in the twilight, staring out at the black water. I told her about the dream in a letter. She thought it foresaw

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Saturday December 20, 1997I went to bed with the intention of projecting. I lay on my back, breathed deeply, performed two cycles of progressive muscular relaxation, visualized breathing in energy and exhaling stress, and performed numerous visualizations related to projecting. After about an hour and twenty minutes I felt like I was conscious in my astral body, but my astral body still coincided

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Sunday November 30, 1997I was about two minutes into my evening shower when I found myself imagining what it would be like to try to shower in the dark if my bathroom light went out. My bathroom has no windows. I wondered why I was imagining such a thing, because I had only replaced the long fluorescent bulb over the sinks once since 1983. The first bulb had lasted ten years after I moved in, and

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Sunday August 10, 1997I had taken ibuprofen due to a two-day headache a few hours before. I took 3 mg of melatonin before going to bed. My Australian penfriend was fighting a brain tumor. I had received a post card from her a few days before requesting positive visualizations. I lay on my back, practiced deep breathing for a few minutes, performed some progressive muscular relaxation, and

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Monday March 31, 1997Between 4:00 and 6:00 on Monday morning I had a long, disturbing dream. A lady coworker of mine had died unexpectedly a few hours before. My feeling of loss was intense, and lasted for a couple of hours after I awoke.I told the lady my dream at work later that day. She was amazed. She said her twelve year old daughter tried to keep her from going to work that morning. Her

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Saturday March 8, 1997I had just completed a hard, exhausting week. I was lying on my back in bed with my hands clasped loosely on my chest. I suddenly felt an unmistakable presence in front of me (above me). I felt two hands grasp my own, gently, as if someone were in front of me holding my right hand with his left hand and my left hand with his right hand. Although I felt apprehensive, I

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Wednesday February 12, 1997I dreamt that I was at a female coworker's house where she showed me a tree growing inside. It contained several bird nests. Each bird used the same nest every year. Then she set up a card table. She was concerned that it be set up before someone arrived. She knelt on the floor rearranging some items. Then she turned on a lamp on the floor. She thought the lamp was ugly

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Saturday January 25, 1997I dreamt I was visiting a female penfriend of mine in Australia. I asked her to take me to the house of the dead. She took me to a building that seemed like a tavern frequented by dead people. I recognized a girl there as another Australian penfriend of mine, but I couldn't think of her name. She looked at me and said, "Martin". I remembered her first name was "Lucinda".I

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May 19, 1996In the late eighties (1988 I think) I created a bookselling business without telling my friends or family. I opened a business bank account, got checks, bought a business license, and rented a post office box. The name of the business was "The American Dream".Around 1993 my brother's wife began working for a company part time from her home. In 1996 I discovered the name of the company

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Friday April 19, 1996Shortly before getting up to go to work I dreamt I was at a female coworker's house. She couldn't find her young son. We looked for him and found him hiding. He had been hiding because he was afraid. We brought him out into the main part of the house and consoled him. Then my coworker laughed as she walked into the next room. That's all I remember.Later that day at work I

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Tuesday February 6, 1996For Christmas 1995 I had given my father a gift certificate for a massage. The gift certificate would expire at the end of February. On February 6 I wrote an email to my parents. In the email I told my father to be sure and use the gift certificate before the end of February. When I dialed up my Internet provider to send the message, I received an email from my father

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Sunday January 28, 1996Usually my astral projections begin with a feeling of motion that becomes stronger. This time I felt like I was hurtled downward rapidly through blackness. A man's face appeared in the upper right of the blackness I was perceiving. The man was yelling at me in anger, but I heard nothing. I was unaffected by his anger. Although I felt like I was travelling at a great rate of

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Thursday November 16, 1995I went to bed in South Carolina and awoke lying on my stomach in bed in my old bedroom in Davidson, North Carolina. My parents still live in that house, with four cats. I waked up enough to see where I was and tried to go back to sleep, while I was out of body in Davidson. I felt myself exiting my body. I floated up and became entangled in what felt like a rope around my

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Friday September 29, 1995As I brushed my teeth before bed Friday night, I thought about how I had not had an astral projection experience for awhile and that it was time I had another experience. Then I went to bed. A few minutes after turning out my light I felt dizzy and then like I was spinning. Next, I was standing in my childhood bedroom in Davidson, North Carolina. The room was not the same

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Saturday August 19, 1995After hiking together on Saturday, a friend and I ate dinner at a Chinese restaurant. We each opened our fortune cookies and read our positive fortunes aloud. Then we had the following interchange.Friend: I wonder if they ever give bad fortunes?Me: You mean like, "You will die?"Friend: "Your spouse is having an affair."Me: "A girl named Jennifer will change your life

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Thursday June 29, 1995Wednesday night my best friend read a magazine article he wanted to share with me. He put it in his briefcase to show me at work the next day.Early Thursday morning I dreamt of three macho, brawny, beer drinkers who dared people to sit in a certain chair. When someone sat in the chair, some sort of trap was triggered that killed him. After someone was killed, the drinkers

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Sunday, June 25, 1995I was lying relaxed in bed after a partial night's sleep. I felt like my astral body was crooked in relation to my physical body. I realized I often feel like that and automatically straighten myself. It's sort of like the way you automatically refocus your eyes when you want to see a stereogram and your eyes start to drift out of focus. This time I caught myself before

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Sunday, June 18, 1995I was in love with a girl who did not share my feelings. I had told her about astral projection but she didn't seem to understand. She gave me her permission to visit her astrally at night. On Saturday she was all I could think about. I resolved to visit her astrally that night. My hope was that I could help her out of her physical body and we could share a wonderful astral

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Saturday, May 27, 1995I awoke early on Saturday morning and drifted in and out of consciousness. Then I felt the internal motion I feel prior to astral projections. The next thing I knew I was lying on my stomach on a hardwood floor. I was sliding along the floor feet first through no will of my own. I felt like I was a corpse someone was dragging out of the room by its feet. I was dragged

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Dream ProjectionSaturday, March 11, 1995I thought about astral projection but did not follow any projection techniques when I went to bed. I lay on my back with my hands folded across my chest. I was very tired. I turned the light out at about 1:25.Before I lost consciousness I began feeling the strange internal motion feelings I experience prior to separation. The feeling was different this time

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Monday, January 16, 1995I tried to have an astral projection and fell asleep. I awoke in a dream knowing that I was astrally projected. I was standing on the playground at the elementary school near my childhood home. I decided to go visit my best friend, but first I had to become airborne. I tried to float. It was hard but I succeeded in rising about twenty feet off the ground. There was a night

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Friday, February 4, 1994I stopped smoking cigarettes in 1985. My best friend dreamt that he watched me talk with a guy at work. As we talked the guy offered me a cigarette which I accepted and lit without thinking about it or interrupting our conversation. My friend knew I didn't know I was smoking and wondered when I would realize it. A few minutes later I sat on a couch, looked for an ashtray,

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Tuesday, November 23, 1993Monday night I watched a movie called "Consenting Adults". I was impressed by the plot. SPOILER AHEAD. The main character's unpredictable friend murdered a woman with whom he had just had sex. He made it look like his wife was the woman who had been murdered, and he framed the main character. The main character discovered that the wife was still alive in a motel in

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Tuesday, June 1, 1993On Tuesday morning my best friend dreamt that he and some other people were sitting around his house waiting for his air conditioner to explode. Then he walked around his backyard with someone, but he couldn't remember who. The same morning I dreamt that I was with my best friend walking in his backyard. He pushed the grass and dirt aside in one spot to reveal a metal door

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Thursday, March 4, 1993On Thursday morning I dreamt I was on the telephone with a female coworker. Her voice wouldn't work right. It kept cracking, making her difficult to understand.Later that morning at work the female coworker called me on the telephone. She had lost her voice during the night. She had to whisper into the telephone. Copyright 2008 Jon Maloney

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Tuesday, February 16, 1993In June, July, or August of 1973 I attended a big party at a farm near Davidson, North Carolina. I got very drunk. The next day I discovered my 1973 high school graduation ring was not on my finger. I tried to mentally review my actions of the previous night in hopes of figuring out when I had lost the ring. I deduced that the ring must have slipped off in the cooler as

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Thursday Night, January 7, 1993I was extremely tired when I went to bed. Usually I roll onto my stomach to get to sleep more quickly, but I was too tired and stayed on my back. As I relaxed I felt like I was about to have an out-of-body experience. I passively flowed with it. Suddenly I was flying around a room that looked different from my bedroom. I brushed the drapes once and I brushed the

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Thursday Night, June 18, 1992Thursday morning I dreamt I was lying on my back about to undergo an operation. A woman standing beside me had just administered some drug to incapacitate me. I grabbed her and demanded an explanation of the operation. I didn't understand it and didn't agree that I should have it. She gave a quick explanation that made no sense to me. As I succumbed to the drug it was

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Friday Morning, May 29, 1992I am still reading Dimensions by Jacques Vallee. I awoke due to a bright light shining into the bedroom. I was lying on my back. I could see the light through my closed eyelids. I opened my eyes and saw a brilliant white light shining on me from the hallway. I knew there was no light that bright anywhere in the house. I glanced at the clock by the bed. It was 2:14 AM.

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Sunday Night, May 24, 1992I 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

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Thursday, May 14, 1992Early 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

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Wednesday, February 12, 1992Tuesday 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

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Saturday, January 18, 1992Friday 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

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Tuesday, December 3, 1991Wednesday 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,

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Tuesday Morning, November 19, 1991Monday 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

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Sunday Night, August 11, 1991I 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

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Tuesday Morning, July 2, 1991I became conscious flying counterclockwise around a bedroom. I looked down at the bed and saw it was empty. I made some flying adjustments as I flew around the room. I was surprised that I had control of my flight. I wondered which direction I needed to fly to go visit my best friend. Then I visualized myself standing in my best friend's bedroom. Instantly I flew into

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Sunday Morning, June 23, 1991I awoke fully projected and floating in blackness. I was lucid. I felt great, however, I couldn't see. I willed myself to see and it worked. I was slowly flying around the ceiling of my bedroom. I looked down at my bed because I wanted to see my body. My bed was empty. I noticed I could control where I flew without ending the experience. I made a mental note thinking,

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Sunday March 17, 1991I went to bed exhausted at 1:30 AM on Sunday morning. I awoke at 8:30 AM and listened to the audio tape, "Astral Projection: Sound-Accompanied Lift-Out Hypnosis" by Dick Sutphen (from "Astral Projection Hypnosis Album", C184, 1980, Valley of the Sun Publishing). The tape ended without my having a projection. I rolled onto my stomach and tried to go back to sleep.I became

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Sunday February 24, 1991The previous weeks had been unusually stressful at work, causing me to get very little sleep. I went hiking alone on Saturday. After going to bed very tired Saturday night I thought about astral projection. I thought about how I had not had a projection for a long time and how I was ready for another projection experience. I awoke too early at 5:55 AM, very restless with

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Monday January 28, 1991Sunday night I watched a movie in which a killer was killing women in bed by shooting them with a crossbow loaded with long South American Indian arrows. At one point the killer hunted a man he had trapped. The killer put a crossbow and the man's car keys several feet from the man and told him to get them and try to reach his car. The killer said that the car was behind the

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Thursday November 1, 1990Wednesday night a female friend of mine watched the Alfred Hitchcock Presents TV show. The show had two men talking in a room. Each man thought the other man was an escaped convict. Each man thought the other man was going to kill him. One man stepped into an adjacent room to load his handgun, which he brought back covertly. The other man rested his hand on the fireplace

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Tuesday Morning, June 5, 1990A friend and I ate bad seafood on Saturday night. We both had cramps and diarrhea on Sunday and Monday. Monday night I went to bed very tired at around 12:45 AM.I lay on my stomach and tried to go to sleep as quickly as possible. Soon I was in a dream in which a coworker was having convulsions on the floor nearby. When I tried to move to help her I discovered I was

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Monday April 9, 1990Sunday night my best friend had a conversation with another friend about the local post office. They discussed the lack of functionality in the layout of the building and parking lot. My best friend complained about the building's poor design. I did not know about their conversation.A few hours later I dreamt my best friend and I visited the post office to get my mail. After

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Thursday October 12, 1989I had a mild fever and felt slightly sick at my stomach when I went to bed. I read in The Art and Practice of Astral Projection by Ophiel for awhile before turning out the light. I became partially conscious in the astral lying on my back in bed slightly out of sync to the left of my physical body. Very slowly I bounced along the bed's surface, went over the edge, and

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Friday August 4, 1989I dreamt I was sitting in a room where a party was in progress. I was flipping through cards that had words on them. I came to a card that said TROMPET. I knew the word was supposed to be TRUMPET. I looked away and looked back at the card. It said TREMPET. I remembered reading in the book Lucid Dreaming by Stephen LaBerge, that if you read something twice and the words change

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Saturday July 22, 1989These events might be off-topic, but they were so strange I want to record them here. My best friend and I went on a very-strenuous nine-mile hike. For most of the hike the temperature was around 80 degrees Fahrenheit and the humidity was 85 to 90 percent. It rained for about 40 minutes and we got wet, but we had gotten much wetter on many previous hikes. Although we heard

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Saturday July 15, 1989Friday night my best friend went to see the movie "Batman". He had to wait in line outside the theater. The line surprised him because the movie had been playing for several weeks. Saturday morning he had a dream in which someone told him that the third eye was not it. I dreamt that someone was teaching me about psychic growth. He stressed that I would be misdirecting my

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Monday July 10, 1989I read about astral projection techniques before going to sleep. I went to sleep repeating affirmations about having a lucid dream and projecting from the dream state.I became conscious in a dream as I walked across the Davidson College campus. I was lucid. I knew I was dreaming and I remembered my plan to astral project from within the dream. I figured the easiest way to

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Tuesday June 27, 1989My best friend dreamt he was attacked by several people (possibly vampires). He fought and tried to get away. He shot some of his attackers with a handgun. He climbed out a high window hoping to hide on the ledge until it was safe. There was no ledge and he scrambled, fell, and floated to the ground where he landed unharmed. I dreamt I was attacked by several people in the

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Saturday February 18, 1989My best friend dreamt the two of us were going hiking. I drove. About a half mile down the trail he got thirsty, reached for his canteen, and realized he didn't have his canteen or the rest of his gear. I was eager to continue hiking so I gave him my car keys and he went back to my car alone. At the car he realized that his house was just a couple of hundred yards away

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Saturday February 4, 1989My best friend dreamt he was driving fast and had no brakes. He came to several confusing intersections that he managed to speed through although he didn't know which way to go. I dreamt I was driving and my best friend was in the back seat. I kept coming to intersections I didn't recognize and I didn't know which way to go. Later I was backing the car towards a stop sign

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Monday November 7, 1988My best friend dreamt he was driving and stopped by the road. I was there. There were also some bad guys on motorcycles. One of them attacked someone in the car. My friend stuck his pistol into the attacker's eye and pulled the trigger, but the gun did not fire. My friend kept switching guns until he found one that worked.I dreamt I was riding in my friend's car as we drove

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Saturday November 5, 1988Friday night I went to a party at a coworker's house. We drank beer and played pool. I felt uncomfortable and conflicted, and I realized why. I used to spend a lot of time drinking beer, playing pool, and smoking cigarettes at pool halls, but I no longer drank, smoked, or played pool. Drinking beer and playing pool made me crave a cigarette and brought back my barroom

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Waking ProjectionSunday August 7, 1988After turning my light off I found myself in an uncomfortable position on my back, but I was too tired to correct it. My head was turned far to the left, my hands were clasped on my chest, and my right leg was bent with my foot pushing on my left knee. I was not yet relaxed when I felt myself projecting. I felt like I was spinning backwards and to the right.

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Saturday March 26, 1988Friday night a coworker related one of his hiking experiences to me. He had hiked to within a few yards of a grazing deer. When he got too close for the deer's comfort the deer trotted up the trail and began feeding again. My coworker approached the deer again with the same result. He said he and the deer did the same thing repeatedly for about a mile.My best friend was

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Friday March 11, 1988I had a copperhead in a terrarium in my living room. For over a month there had been an upside-down cardboard box completely covering the terrarium and the snake had been dormant. There had been a few warm days and the snake became very active, making noises in the terrarium and moving rocks around.That night my best friend dreamt he had a dormant copperhead in a box. The

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