Good evening. I want to point out somethings that I've perceived after having begun again my daily darkroom practice and for a consistent period of time, it's been roughly a month, I'm practicing 1-3 hours a day.
I'm curious if any of you can attest to similar appearances in your day to day affairs and how they impact your awareness, I'm inquisitive about how everyone else goes about properly utilizing this limitless knowledge and how you go about applying it to sorcery. To me, I feel there is an intrinsic relationship between consistentcy and the depth of our results of the mastery of intent.
My practice in sorcery, utilizing the methods provided - recapitulation, tensegrity, stalking and darkroom work has provided me with a sensation of reclaiming possession of my soul, arriving at the moment where I feel it ran off requires further recapitulation, but for now I've noticed an influx in the drawing back of energy into the energy body from having disengaged the connection of energy with memory through recapitulation, this has proven especially true with traumatic memories which left energetic scars.
I'm thinking this new shift in energy is manifesting events to transpire which would be considered untypical in "normal states of reality"
For instance : This morning I go outside and the cover that goes over the fire pit on my deck is absolutely eviscerated having had around 70% of the tarp shredded into ribbons and the remaining material very intricately cut out in almost a deliberate artistic manner. This is something that most people perceiving in "normal states of reality" would chalk up to coincidence, random, or just plain weird, but I'm not in agreement with that perception. When an instance like this puts itself in appearance a few days after a seemingly magical Discover credit card appeared on my Google pay account which allowed me to go ahead and use it to make a purchase. Funny thing is it doesn't actually exist, or does it? I atleast never ordered one, let's leave it like that. HAH
I had a very in depth lesson in sorcery from an IOB last night while practicing in the darkroom where I was taught the appropriate method of shifting the form an IOB projects into something less ferocious and tameable.
Make it tiny and cute!
Some of the IOB's I've encountered have absolutely hideous projections that they display and I can't help, but think they are taking this form because they pick up from my energy which form will cause the highest degree of emotional arousal within me.
Something strange though.... This morning when I was getting dressed I noticed both of my knees were bruised and blue, it was quite strange to notice that hence forth the darkroom practice, I showered before my session and they weren't in that state at that time.
I really want to know, how many of you have experienced similar events after engaging in the act of mastering intent and sorcery?
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3 weeks into darkroom gazing, i slipped from the iob initial manifestation into a scene where this strange rabbit like creature wearing diapers caught my attention, and ad soon as i focused on that creature, i found myself in some huge cavernous structure; i could hear the voice of the emissary telling me how to move around, gliding vs flying; next, i encountered a disgusting looking dirty mop like iob - may be it was the same one 🤷♀️; it began to tell me about how to change the lighting, until i got a blast of something that gave shivers all over my body.
I woke up on my bed, eye mask partially on.
I only made it to the green zone, followed by some lateral shift.
I m working on upping my game.
I'm glad you mentioned the blast, this is something which I will get at a fairly decent frequency, I can actually initiate it into occuring by starting the process of entering into a deep slumber, right before I enter into the sleep zone I receive a blast. I don't know if it's an IOB's way of communicating "pay attention in class!" Similar perceptions at all? I can tell you that when I get the blast it has made me feel like I was going to die on multiple occasions which was followed with massive amounts of energy surging in my being.
Same here, the blast was preceded by a tingling that started on my chest area, quickly spreading to the entire body as though millions of creepy crawlies were tip toeing all over my body, the jolt came when that tingling feeling pulled me along towards a purple whorl which had some face inside. I was totally not expecting the rush and was like hey it’s not time to die. I snapped back to where i ‘woke up’ in my bed. I was like, wtf, what was that? Back to my usual self, a bit jaded by the experience. I believe i got to the green zone, then went sideways.
I've been having that tingling feeling in my chest recently, and at the spot near the tailbone in my energy field. Have you ever had IOB's flee the area because a larger and more powerful predatotial being showed up?
No; however, some nasty ones can follow you home. IOB’s can be as f’d up as we are.
Reading that made me recall 17 years ago where they were following the car as my girlfriend was driving, jumping from tree to tree until they finally gave up. Last night, there were three black masses that had energy flowing out of them in all directions similar to a flickering flame just much more rapid, they wanted an all you can eat buffet and started chomping on my energy field, little nibbles, until suddenly they took off with great taste haste, the energy flow coming out of them also changed in intensity, I perceived it as a projection of fear, what shows up then was this much brighter glowing ball that was surrounded by energy vapors which resembled breathing out into a cold day, this is the first time I've seen something like that.
Multiple people are incredulous about your casual account in this comment. It is in no way commonplace, and seems way too advanced for someone at the skill level almost everyone is at in here.
Care to elaborate on your backstory, history with sorcery, psychedelics etc.?
I'm able to recall multiple instances as a child where I was perceiving beings which resembled shadows, floating orbs , and beings made out of a crystalline energy which always resonated with me because the the movie "Predator" as it resembled that, but not flat in appearance like his cloaking device was, it didn't have the appearance of being static, but rather a vibrating pulse.
I was always an odd ball growing up, and had a strange crew of friends who had nothing in common with the other ones, I'm pretty sure my assemblage point was pretty fluid back then and I was able to align it with a large majority of people or maybe I was shifting their assemblage point because I have had people perceive things they took as hallucinations and asked "what the fuck did you do to me?"
I did darkroom work when I was young, I use to lay on my back for hours unable to fall asleep and was fascinated by what I seen, the same sensation I got then, is the same sensation I get now when I encounter an IOB. There was quite a large span where I wasn't seeing energy anymore, maybe it was the fact that I believed the lie that "I was seeing things that weren't really there" and that it's "just my imagination", clearly not because when I watched my little brother die at the age of 14 when I was 17, I had a substantial shift in my assemblage point because how I perceive the world changed that day forever.
My friends and I began practicing quite frequently in the darkroom and I did a lot of practice on my own. It was all really subconscious or perhaps directed by other forces that I don't quite understand entirely it just kind of became a thing I did and we did, I've always been intrigued by mystery, knowledge, and magic.
I've done work with multiple power plants in a manner consistent with the regard and respect that they should be treated with and that certainly provided aid in establishing an expansion of perception.
When I was living in Bali, I was staying with my girlfriend, and I seen black shadow on the property multiple times and I brought it up to her, she was shocked and asked "you can see that?" and told me not to worry as it protected the area and was no threat to me. This house belonged to the Djelantik family which was a royal family until governmental structure changed it from a kingdom to a "democracy". She told me that the shadow stayed always with her Grandpa who was the second prince of Kingdom of Karangasem and she that she felt it was still waiting for him to return home, when he had already passed away.
I had one near death experience in Bali and had to get an emergency surgery and six blood transfusions to replace the blood I had lost, I watched multiple people die in the ICU, I was wondering at this point whether I was next. I was wheeled into another room where I lay looking up at the ceiling before my surgery when I started to see three blue birds made out of energy flying around me in a circular pattern, when I seen them I knew I would be fine.
This isn't exactly new to me in the full sense of the world, but I did stop practicing for many years, really because I thought I was going to have a mental breakdown which I found out when studying that Carlos had experienced the same thing. Not too long ago, I stumbled upon the subreddit when I was searching something very specific on Google and there was a thread on this subreddit involving that subject. Hence, I found myself reading and studying the literary works of Carlos and his experience with Don Juan which transported me back to exactly what I ran away from years ago and I looked at the path that appeared and chose to go down it once again.
That about sums it up as far as the turning points go, there were more experiences, and I could go on and on, but I'm not trying to write a book.
Isn't Indonesia the home of made up pretend magic?
When I press someone who goes on and on about magic here and magic there, insisting they show me some on the internet, and in particular a place where people are actually learning as in here, they never can.
If I keep pressing them, it's not uncommon to end up with a video of an Indonesian faker. Not at all what I asked for, but that's all they can find to make the case they've run into a lot of magic in their life.
I once got a new customer in Indonesia. I was shocked to see the conditions in Jakarta. Old women fishing rice from the filthy river, and washing it off so they could have something to eat that day.
Down the road from there was the "wild area", with prostitution of amputee women, and 10 year old girls.
My new customer seemed to be a powerful man, strongly connected with local banks and the police department, both of whom I met with.
But when he picked me up to go look at his business it turned out to be an armed compound, and his drivers both had machine guns.
He was a drug lord. In a big compound in Jakarta near the tourist area.
Nice hotels though.
Indonesia is an interesting place, for sure and with an extremely corrupt government where money can buy just about anything.
Indonesia the home of pretend magic, after all the years I lived there I was never aware of it being known as that. Fakes? Of course there are fakes, there are suckers and fakes everywhere, but really only the "blind" gets taken.
As far as Bali goes, it is a lot different than Jakarta, they may be in the same country, but they mine as well not be on the same "planet"
I'm pretty sure real magic exists across the world in small pockets in many different places, finding it though, that's a challenge on its own.
There's google now.
One commonality of pockets of magic is, they need oodles of money.
So they're visible on the web.
And yet, no one can show me one that's real.
In fact, I'm concluding that Asia itself, is the source of fake magic.
It's built into their blood.
Westernized nations are infected with Malleus Maleficarum and Compendium Maleficarum, which ordered them to put witches to death.
So the fake magic was mostly suppressed in westernized nations.
Not in Asia. It was big business there.
It's probably why my Chinese native born friends find this subreddit amusing, and warn me it would be destroyed instantly in Chinese countries, by people coming to make up stuff, for profit.
We saw one last week. His post had to be deleted in the middle of the night, it was so obviously fabricated to get attention.
The Americas seem to be the only honest place left for real magic. Same as they became the only honest place for Asian martial arts that actually work.
The Brazilians didn't care about being a "master".
They only wanted to kick butt for real.
I'm not sure oodles of money would be 100% a requirement, but if so, that's always been easy to get and even easier to hide after you've got it. This will become much harder as time goes on, and maybe downright impossible when paper currency vanishes off the face of the earth.
Google as good of a tool is it, it is one that is extremely nefarious and with substantial limitations by design. Google is an advertisement company at the core that utilizes technology to support its cause. I'm confident they're capable of completely eliminating any specific data they want to prevent from being found, it's the method most people use to search data and it's biased by its algorithmic nature, it feeds you more of the diet you're on.
Asia does have a profound amount of fake magic, the problem is the real magic gets engulfed by the flame of fradulence. I'm not sure all with true skills in the arts wants their identities known, the fakes are the one seeking fame for the spoils that come in the material world. You're right about America being the last frontier for legitimate magic. I grew up in the North East of the USA and I know without a shadow of a doubt that this area harbors some immense energies that are woven into the fabric of the sacred geometrical design that's encoded underneath the "surface reality", I've seen it.
The only thing that has been a bit of a complication for me is that fact that this stuff goes a lot deeper than any of us understand, and I really don't think it'll ever be possible to grasp it all, we can only make incremental progress throughout life and can continue getting closer.
I do have question... I've been seeing my hands and arms when doing darkroom work, clear as day. I hadn't been until recently, just something I noticed, are my eyes just getting better at seeing in that place?
Dan's Facebook post on perceiving phantom arms:
https://www.facebook.com/daniel.lawton.9275/posts/2078432045649238
Backup (albeit without full additional comments)
https://archive.ph/t80Zp
Thank you very much, that was extremely helpful. In no shape or form can this currently be achieved consistently, though it's repeatable, I'll keep practicing.
And why exactly do you believe there's any out there that's real?
Not a good sign if you ask me. You seem gullible, which means you lack the sobriety needed to learn sorcery.
Or you're younger than I realize.
Show me what convinced you there's "hidden magic" out there.
Or is it just the huge quantity of false reports of magic, that gave you that impression?
You believe it exists, so you should be able to show why you believe that.
You're still suffering from what I call the "trench coat" effect.
We have a little sorcery club in the park, where we meet to share tips for learning.
That's this place.
But we get attackers on average 3 times a week. If we allowed them, this place would destroyed in no time. So we have to defend it. It's not a choice, it's the only way to keep real magic here.
The attackers show up in a brown trench coat, with hairy bare legs below it.
After taunting us, they eventually pull the trench coat aside and expose themselves. Then we either have to chase them away, or they run on their own to find another place to show off.
The problem is, we can't really tell if they have clothes under the trench coat, or are in fact masturbating through their pockets.
It's still up in the air if you are wearing anything.
The signs in your first post were that you were not.
Signs based on more than 2 years of observing around 5000 people pass through here.
So, why do you believe there's magic out there?
The only trench coats I wear is when I frequent the overseas brothels, hah kidding! Or am I?
I'm not a "bad player" nor am I offended, put off, or even disheveled over being doubted, we can only believe what we have experienced on multiple levels as one sense isn't justice enough to provide irrefutable evidence. I won't try to convince you further, feel free to observe to your liking, it's not the first time or the last I've had fingers point at me.
I was at a village party in Jimbaron and it begun to rain, there was a little bit of a scrambling and commotion amongst some of the gatherers who were locals and I was observing what was going on, not understanding their words (Balinese) they began chanting and in quick succession the rain stopped. I was told from the girl I was dating that they have are able to stop the rain under certain circumstances, and that's what they intended. Not sure what those are and if it would be repeatable, but this is how it was witnessed from my position.
Now, I don't know exactly what the hell this next situation was, and this still confuses me to this day, because I've never seen an IOB which presented itself in the manner of a flesh body. Nor have I experienced a being like this anywhere, anytime, any place. I stayed at a hotel in Bandung with a girl (it'd be nice if I remembered her name!) I met in Jakarta, we got a very nice room in the Sheraton, the hotel was nestled into a flourishing jungle, we were hanging out in the room and I felt the strangest sensation of eyes being going right through me, I did not mean to alarm her so I kept it to myself, a few minutes later she beat me to the punch and asked if I felt someone was staring at me, I told her I did and proceeded to close the curtains. A bit later she had fallen asleep somehow and I was in the process of dozing off myself, as I was about to fall into a slumber state I had a woman in a white dress with pale skin appear in my minds eye shrieking a horrible noise which shocked and brought me to a upright sitting position, I felt a great amount of terror, but it was unlike what I feel from IOB's, it was some really creepy vibes going on. This happened two more times in a similar manner, upon sitting up the last time, I had decided to put a stop to this and went to bed willingly without issue. I entered into a dream state wielding a katana and in a stone corridor which appeared to be in a castle, I was running through the hallways chopping through mindless zombified abominations before coming to a staircase that wrapped around and went upward, I ran up the staircase and came to a room with many candles hanging on the wall and a red carpet which the woman was standing on looking at me, I teleported to her and sliced her into many pieces which then turned into small shreds of paper falling, I put my hand out and pulsated energy from my palm which turned the pieces of paper into ash, I then woke up. At this point, I didn't feel uneasy, I was no longer in fear, and I felt she was finally able to rest. The next morning I told them politely, I don't know what happened in this room, but you're going to have to move me, which they did, no further issues the remainder of my stay.
Sitting on my countertop in the kitchen one evening in my villa which had a very large window that pointed out to the rice fields which was located in a very rural and quiet area in the town of Gianyar. I was just kicking the can around that evening while hanging with a friend, I don't precisely remember what I was doing, but I know potatoes stuffed with bacon and cheese were a culprit in the scenery, out of my peripheral I caught a glimpse of something bright and turned to look, it was a large glowing ball of light that was moving very strangely in an almost alienistic manner, the size of the light increased as well as the brightness before shrinking down again, it repeated that rhythm a few times before turning into a light in the shape of a cross before the light was stretched becoming large yet less dense before completely vanishing before our eyes. We were both super stoked to have been able to catch that, but I'm not even sure what that was, though it was magical.
Another reason I say there is real magic there is that I would feel the energy change as soon as I arrived there, and maybe it wasn't even the people or the intent, but the place. There comes a certain cosmic strangeness of living near a massive volcano which has the potential to end human existence of those in proximity with a subtle "change of mood" and at the same time being surrounded by ocean on all sides. At the end of the day, everything is subjective, these are my experiences and those of the ones I was able to experience these moments with, but it's nothing new, I always found myself experiencing the things that almost all people would say were "impossible" or "didn't or couldn't exist" and that was because it didn't happen and I'm "crazy"
Though I would beg to differ.
How many hours everyday have you been darkroom gazing?
90 minutes at this time. I will increase the time interval as we march to the equinox.
I'll just add that two days before I needed an Instagram account one got linked to my email.
There's a lot of other strange things going on, but that one comes to mind right away.
Edit - That Instagram account ended up being really useful to the sub.
When my attention ends up being directed to these happenings especially they are quirky to a degree. I tend to learn in the direction of perceiving it as a communication in the form or energy, letting me know I'm walking down a path with heart, which for me is a path with intent, to exist without purpose is to drift and akin to carrying on as a breathing corpse just existing and not living. We're all headed for death, but I want my journey there to be a magical one.
Just keep searching for inner-silence and the unknown will find you.
So it is intended. Keep on my friend.
Once you wholeheartedly accept the whole using death as your advisor mindset, you have to reject the (western?) 21st century media obsession with the word SAFE.
Sorcerers justifiably despise the intention behind that publicly insidious word.
You literally can't get through a day where you even glance at a screen or hear some broadcast, without SAFE popping up.
The word itself injects little cumulative packets of subconscious fear.
"Reduce the risks" is infinitely better terminology than "be safe." Because while you can certainly reduce risks for almost any activity, we are never totally safe...unless we're dead. So we're instead left with a residue of anxiety, which unconsciously increases the more we encounter that word.
It enables fear and anxiety, the first enemies in sorcery.
I wonder why the IOB’s send currents or jolts of energy that first feel tainted with fear? Or is that just our own 1st attention bs that processes those ‘beacons’ as fear?
In the days prior to the experience at the green zone i had been experiencing random jolts or short bursts that felt ‘alien’.
It makes them feel alive? When they are far closer to dead than we are?
They can also be overloaded by us, as several in here have been told.
Should more properly be called shock, because shock of contact is how the mainstream mind interprets that energy. As in, this isn't part of the inventory I was drilled in. Fear is derived from expectations, shock from the unexpected.
Hey Techno… that’s a sober explanation. We are trained and acquire this auto-pilot behavior to fear the unknown. 🙏
I agree with you completely on the basis of "safety" even taking a shower there is a chance to slip and break our necks, will we stop bathing to become "safe" or stop driving a car and walk everywhere due to the mcroscopic risk of a fatal accident occuring.
I've been, called *crazy" for moving overseas multiple times with just a suitcase where I knew no one, on the flip side my perception was the ones that are unwilling to take chances towards experiencing life's beauties and gaining knowledge in the process are the crazy ones.
I've always despised the subconscious implications of using such a word and I replace using that word as much as i am able to with more fitting language, it seems trivial to some, though I'd rather not direct my attention towards fallacies.
"Be Safe" is what Carlos termed a syntactic command, one of the prime means by which we are kept at this assemblage point position by our fellow humans.
Words are weapons, there is reason it's referred to spelling and a pen is a sword.
Yes, I also feel that working on the energy body will change your life during the day; well, I guess we just increase our awareness and suddenly see things we were not able to see before………..it goes beyond synchronicities……..obviously the iobs are around us, whether we are tuned in to perceive them or not……….the other day my gf and me were in a cafe; there was a little bookshelf next to us. It was a closed room, no currents, and the books were placed there without any tension on them. Out of nowhere, a single book fell down right next to us. These are not “ghosts”, these are iobs……….reaching out……
I'm seeing that once again.. When I stopped practicing life completely altered, it almost felt as if they were tripping me up, almost like turning your back on an old friend suddenly and them carrying out scandalous acts against us out of resentment.
I had points where I felt as if I was consuming myself and that there were forces that were actively working against me. I would have thoughts, but I knew they weren't coming from me, I'm not even certain that any of the thoughts are produced or from the self, they could be purely received based on the frequency we've set our antenna to.
On the flip side and a wondrous thing indeed, since resuming practice, magical things have began happening again. I'm receiving assistance in a manner that aligns with my intent and I feel a total shift in my overall energy and the outcomes it manifests, and the best part is that it involves no effort, just "force".
yes……they do not seem to like being ignored……..especially after some initial contact…………its like “wake up stupid human, we have some knowledge here you would love to have!”………..