John Murdoch
New Member
Hello. I am new to Paranormalis, but I read alot of the forum before joining. I like what I've read. It seems like a rational and accepting forum open to discussion.
I am especially fascinated with "time", the fluidity of time, and the manipulation of time.
This seems like the most accommodating place to share, with people who are open to discussion while swatting away hoaxes without alienating real experiences. Well done.
I want to share my strange time traversing experiment. I'm not exactly sure how it actually started.
This began when I was a child in the 70's sitting on a curb in front of my parents house, with nothing but my imagination. It became a touch point, an anchor in time to revisit.
I remember sitting there projecting my mind into the future, intentionally trying to touch base with my future self. Certainly the weird imaginings of a creative kid waiting to go ride bikes with my best friends.
I don't know what inspired it, but I still remember it vividly. As a child, about six or eight years old, I tried to project my mind through time in an attempt to communicate with my future self. That's normal for a bored kid in the 70's, right?
I remember seeing old, weirdly familiar looking, bearded versions of the same guy in my minds eye.
I can't say there were actual words exchanged. Visions and emotions. Like how a hug or a handshake can communicate.
It was fascinating to me. I tried sitting in the same spot later as a child, trying to get the same feeling again, but it never happened. The anchor point was established?
Then later in life, as a young adult with a beard, I recalled that memory out of nowhere. I had been practicing meditation and sought to meditate on touching base with my younger self, eventually realizing that original anchor point.
Does that make sense?
Summary- as a child I anchored into a point of time to seek out and project my mind for communication later in life. I still project my mind back to that time and place.
I don't reccommend it. Knowing/feeling what the future holds in the inevitible decline and loss of hope is just a soulcrushing sense of helplessness.
My advice is to spend more energy making 'the now' more positive.
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The experiment of my youth was to anchor a place in life to meditate my future experiences into.
Traverse the illusion of time.
I am especially fascinated with "time", the fluidity of time, and the manipulation of time.
This seems like the most accommodating place to share, with people who are open to discussion while swatting away hoaxes without alienating real experiences. Well done.
I want to share my strange time traversing experiment. I'm not exactly sure how it actually started.
This began when I was a child in the 70's sitting on a curb in front of my parents house, with nothing but my imagination. It became a touch point, an anchor in time to revisit.
I remember sitting there projecting my mind into the future, intentionally trying to touch base with my future self. Certainly the weird imaginings of a creative kid waiting to go ride bikes with my best friends.
I don't know what inspired it, but I still remember it vividly. As a child, about six or eight years old, I tried to project my mind through time in an attempt to communicate with my future self. That's normal for a bored kid in the 70's, right?
I remember seeing old, weirdly familiar looking, bearded versions of the same guy in my minds eye.
I can't say there were actual words exchanged. Visions and emotions. Like how a hug or a handshake can communicate.
It was fascinating to me. I tried sitting in the same spot later as a child, trying to get the same feeling again, but it never happened. The anchor point was established?
Then later in life, as a young adult with a beard, I recalled that memory out of nowhere. I had been practicing meditation and sought to meditate on touching base with my younger self, eventually realizing that original anchor point.
Does that make sense?
Summary- as a child I anchored into a point of time to seek out and project my mind for communication later in life. I still project my mind back to that time and place.
I don't reccommend it. Knowing/feeling what the future holds in the inevitible decline and loss of hope is just a soulcrushing sense of helplessness.
My advice is to spend more energy making 'the now' more positive.
X
The experiment of my youth was to anchor a place in life to meditate my future experiences into.
Traverse the illusion of time.
