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"COSMIC JOURNEYS" - book by Rosalind McKnight - "Космические Путешествия" - Розалинд Макнайт

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КНИГИ КАРЛОСА КАСТАНЭДА - 5  -  C.CASTANEDA'S BOOKS - 5

РОБЕРТ МОНРО  "ПУТЕШЕСТВИЯ БЕЗ ФИЗИЧЕСКОГО ТЕЛА"  -  ROBERT MONROE "JOURNEYS OUT OF THE BODY"

РОБЕРТ МОНРО  "ДАЛЁКИЕ ПУТЕШЕСТВИЯ" - ROBERT MONROE "FAR JOURNEYS"


РОБЕРТ МОНРО  "ОКОНЧАТЕЛЬНОЕ ПУТЕШЕСТВИЕ" - ROBERT MONROE "ULTIMATE JOURNEY"

"ПЛУТОНИЯ" - ОБРУЧЕВ - книга на русском

РАЗЖИЖЖАЮЩАЯСЯ ПЛАНЕТА - MELTING EARTH -
in english и на русском

НЕОБЫЧНЫЕ РАСТЕНИЯ - UNUSUAL PLANTS

"I remember Lemuria" book by R. Shaver - "Я помню Лемурию" Ричард Шэйвэ


“ALONE” book by admiral Richard E. Byrd - "Один" книга адмирала Ричарда Бёд

Brice Taylor's book - "Thanks for the Memories"







У Неё было СРАЗУ 3 ГОЛОСА! ИМА СУМАК - НЕЗЕМНАЯ Певица с ГОЛОСОМ в 5 Октав!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mNoHR8EpwBU



El Condor Pasa (Original) - YMA SUMAC (1971)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DlPOldBxxVs

Yma Sumac - Live in Russia - Full concert
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4niH1RVvwU



Angelino / C'e' La Luna Mezzo Mare - Lockdown Sessions - Feb 14, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KpsrEysCzyQ



9/8/20 - Our First Livestream
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LhMVQT_Wh1g
Tu Vuo' Fa' L'Americano - Hetty & the Jazzato Band. May 25, 2015
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J0ogqBcK9ow
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iY1uaDF3DO4




La Vie En Rose - English/French - Lockdown Session
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jEWAuJqrHLM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BzB071_VhO4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDW2donZpJk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3W_IqKU1qAg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4Q1xpCN-vhA
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0OnB51qgWQ
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XuVu57Jz4D8
Dos gardenias- Camino Sonoro Jazz band
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gVE0Ww47s9A
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SF9_PAx5UMw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKIEhDmOpqI
Jazz Duo - Live from Portovenere
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzS-L8IN9NY



Bohemienne - Cafe Accordion Orchestra. Apr 11, 2020
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MOX9c0lecS8

I Love Paris - Cafe Accordion Orchestra. May 5, 2020
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMB6-pFqdus

Si Tu Vois Ma Mère
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NUfsk4QZvpg

Ton Amour C'est Ma Vie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=co8Sf2oKzmc





https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRj54JLZl5U

Нельзя взрослеть! Идеал красоты в Китае. Для нас Китай как чёрная дыра - вечно пугают Китаем! Редко, но метко! Вот это подача! Солнце защитный Крым. Хохотала, была счастлива от встречи с прекрасным - вот это талант юмориста! Молодчина! Какая же вы прелесть, обожаю ваш ход мыслей и юмор.
"Монах в виде гладкого яйца!" "3 месяца не кушала, я стала скелетом" - "Не влезешь в размер - твоя проблема - жирная свинья", в Китае под словом полноватая девушка имеется ввиду, любая девушка, которую не унесёт ветром; худоба является признаком юности, мы тебя любим такой, как ты есть: жрущей, что хочет, смешно матерящейся, боди-терроризм! Ужас! Крепись! желаю Вам всегда оставаться такой яркой девушкой, правильная речь! Молодец. Вы такая смешная и остроумная, Мэнсюэ, офигенно апеллирует именно нашими повседневными высказываниями, устойчивыми выражениями, такой здравый взгляд, от твоего "я тебя умоляю" смеялась минут 15, вы остроумная и естественная, разумно и аргументированно объяснили проблемы современной молодёжи, не расстраивайся по пустякам, а живи свободной от ненужных тебе штампов, харизматичная девушка, которую крайне приятно слушать и которая поднимает довольно щекотливые темы! Я так рада, что вы выбираете быть самой собой и делать то, что вам нравятся а не гнаться за переменчивыми и даже опасными стандартами красоты. По-моему красота это не столько лицо сколько характер. Вот например, я при первой встрече могу не считать человека красивым. Но позакомившись поближе, удивляюсь, как же я раньше не замечала его/её красоту. Обычно это люди умеющие улыбаться и смеяться, "наши предки пахали, что бы мы не голодали, а мы это обесцениваем", все эти навязываемые стандарты красоты попахивают каким-то геноцидом, погоня за мнимым идеалом, такой полный расклад текущего состояния понимания красоты, наибольшей странностью для меня была именно зацикленность на красоте, по Вашим сюжетам видно, что Вы очень качественно и вдумчиво отрабатываете каждую тему. Аплодисменты стоя, смеялась так что, чуть мимические мышцы не порвались, наша русская китаянка, Солнышко, так хорошо говорите на русском языке. У вас отличный язык и потрясающая непосредственная, остроумная манера освещения тёмных уголков китайского быта! У тебя невероятно точные формулировки, красиво и четко построенная речь. Я сам говорю на четырех языках, но далеко не так виртуозно, как ты на русском. Вы смелая, умная, красивая! С отличным чувством юмора, квинтэнссенция юмора, иронии и сарказма! Главное не быть как все, а занять свое место на пьедестале. Правильные вещи говоришь-долой это безумие. Я не устаю поражаться твоим владением русской речью! Люди, которые родились в России, далеко не все могут строить такие утончённые предложения, я без ума от разных фраз и выражений, ты замечаешь то, чего не видят многие другие и потрясающе это подаешь! Слишком много навязанных стандартов, порой и чрезмерно дикие, для мужчины, чаще всего самая прекрасная именно ЕГО женщина и здесь, все каноны красоты уходят на второй план. В конце концов, не в том ли человеческая фишка, что мы все такие разнообразные и непохожие от природы? Боже как же я тебя обожаю! Как можно быть такой потрясающей и лёгкой? Какой великолепный артистизм! Вы умница, красавица, открытая, с юмором и обаянием! Будьте собой! Не стоит портить себе жизнь из-за навязанных обществом стандартов! Каждый человек неповторим, но никакая внешность не сравниться с острым умом!
Я считаю  нездоровым у парней увлечение именно такими девушками с абсолютно гладким телом, без волос (как у детей), тонким голосом, фигура не выраженная, поведение инфантильное - мечта педофила: "белая, худая, инфантильная", мне теперь кажется, что даже в Южной Кореи, до такого абсурда не доходит!
Dec 18, 2021



Где Деньги в Китае?? /Друзья на час/ Стрим/ Новеллы. Dec 2, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27RZh2jISZ0











Kamala Harris: First woman to get US presidential powers (briefly)



https://www.bbc.com/news/world-us-canada-59352170
Kamala Harris, 57, took on the duties of president of the United States for a short period on Friday. US Vice-President Kamala Harris became the first woman to - briefly - be given presidential powers while Joe Biden underwent a regular health check. Ms Harris, 57, was in control for 85 minutes, while Mr Biden was placed under anaesthesia for a routine colonoscopy on Friday. Mr Biden's doctor released a statement after the operation, saying he was healthy and able to execute his duties. The medical examination came on the eve of the president's 79th birthday. Ms Harris carried out her duties from her office in the West Wing of the White House, officials said. She is the first woman - and the first black and South Asian American - to be elected US vice-president. White House Press Secretary Jen Psaki said the temporary transfer of powers in such circumstances was not unprecedented, and that it was part of the process set out in the US constitution. "As was the case when President George W Bush had the same procedure in 2002 and 2007," she said in a statement. The president was seen smiling as he returned to the White House. "I feel great," he said. "President Biden remains a healthy, vigorous, 78-year-old male, who is fit to successfully execute the duties of the president," said Kevin O'Connor, the president's physician. Kevin O'Connor, the president's physician, said the colonoscopy found a "benign-appear polyp" that was easily removed. Mr O'Connor added that the president's gait also appeared "perceptibly stiffer and less fluid," than in the past. This was attributed to wear and tear of the spine. Mr Biden, the oldest US president to take office, had his last full medical examination in December 2019. At the time, his doctor released a medical report describing him as "healthy, vigorous" and "fit to successfully execute the duties of the presidency". A picture below is from Video.



Maker of suicide pod plans to launch in Switzerland



https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-59577162
The pod can be 3D printed and placed anywhere. The company behind a 3D-printed pod, which can help carry out assisted suicide, has said it is confident it could be used in Switzerland as early, as next year. Sarco commissioned a Swiss legal expert, who found, that the machine did not break any laws in the country. But other lawyers questioned his findings. And assisted-suicide organisation Dignitas said, it would be unlikely to meet "much acceptance". Assisted suicide, in which somebody is given the means to end their own life, is legal in Switzerland. About 1,300 people died there in this way in 2020. Both assisted suicide and euthanasia, in which a doctor ends the life of somebody, who wants to die, are illegal in the UK. The current method used in Switzerland is to provide the person with a series of liquids that, if ingested, will end the person's life. By contrast, the pod - which can be placed anywhere - is flooded with nitrogen, reducing the oxygen levels rapidly. The process would make the person inside lose consciousness and die in approximately 10 minutes. The suicide pod is activated from the inside and also has an emergency button to exit. Daniel Huerlimann, a legal expert and assistant professor at the University of St Gallen, was asked by Sarco to explore, whether the use of the suicide pod would break any Swiss laws. He told the BBC, that his findings suggested the pod "did not constitute a medical device", so would not be covered by the Swiss Therapeutic Products Act. He also believed, it would not fall foul of laws, governing the use of nitrogen, weapons or product safety.
"This means, that the pod is not covered by Swiss law," he said. But Kerstin Noelle Vkinger, a doctor, lawyer and professor at the University of Zurich, told Swiss newspaper Neue Zurcher Zeitung: "Medical devices are regulated, because they are supposed to be safer, than other products. Just because a product is not beneficial to health, does not mean, that it is not also affected by these additional safety requirements."
And Dignitas told the BBC: "For 35 years now, through the two Swiss Exit groups and for 23 years also with Dignitas, Switzerland has the practice of professional accompanied suicide with trained staff, in co-operation with physicians. "In the light of this established, safe and professionally conducted/supported practice, we would not imagine, that a technologised capsule for a self-determined end of life will meet much acceptance or interest in Switzerland."  If the machine gets the go-ahead for use in Switzerland, the pod will not be offered for sale in the conventional way. Instead, the capsule's creator Dr Philip Nitschke, said he planned to make the blueprints available, so anyone could download the design. This will be made available for free. His aim is to "de-medicalise the dying process", he said in an interview, published on the Exit International website, a voluntary assisted dying charity, which he founded. "We want to remove any kind of psychiatric review from the process and allow the individual to control the method themselves." He has long campaigned for the right to die, earning him the nickname "Dr Death". Currently there are two prototypes of the Sarco pod, with a third being printed in the Netherlands. Dr Nitschke has previously faced criticism for the pod, with some saying, that its futuristic design glamourises suicide.


ЕВТАНАЗИЯ - ЗАКОН О ДОБРОВОЛЬНОЙ СМЕРТИ РАССМАТРИВАЕТСЯ В АВСТРАЛИИ - Voluntary assisted dying laws to pass in Queensland. Historic euthanasia laws to be passed in Queensland. Sep 16, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6o_udicKciM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=98EouoL6myg


В Новой Зеландии одобрили эвтаназию. 10 ноября 2021


https://earth-chronicles.ru/news/2021-11-09-156338
После вступления в силу новых законов смертельно больные пациенты в Новой Зеландии, которым осталось жить менее шести месяцев, могут обратиться за помощью в оказании смерти. Помощь при смерти стала законной в Новой Зеландии через год после того, как 65 процентов избирателей проголосовали за закон. В октябре прошлого года две трети новозеландцев проголосовали за новый закон, который позволяет неизлечимо больному человеку просить об оказании помощи смерти. Два врача должны согласиться с тем, что пациент хорошо информирован, и соблюдены другие юридические критерии, и только человек с неизлечимой болезнью, которому осталось жить менее шести месяцев, будет иметь на это право. Партия ACT, которая внесла законопроект в парламент, заявила, что это законодательство дает возможность выбора, контроля и сострадания страдающим людям. "С сегодняшнего дня у нас будет более доброе, гуманное и сострадательное общество", - сказала в своем заявлении заместитель лидера партии Брук ван Велден. "Об обществе следует судить по тому, как оно относится к наиболее уязвимым слоям населения. Теперь наша страна предоставит тем, кто сталкивается с ужасными страданиями в конце жизни, сострадание и выбор. Это хороший день". Но некоторые говорят о несправедливости закона, опасаясь, что помощь при смерти может быть использована для экономии расходов на здравоохранение и усугубления дискриминации в отношении маори и жителей тихоокеанских островов. Пока неясно, сколько новозеландцев могут обратиться за помощью, но, по оценкам Министерства здравоохранения, ежегодно могут обращаться до 950 человек, и до 350 человек получат помощь в смерти.




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ers:
НЕОБЫЧНЫЕ РАСТЕНИЯ - UNUSUAL PLANTS










Ненависть всех ко всем: Еврей сбежал из Израиля в Россию (Руслан Осташко). May 14, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sZM4zp5EjA
















ВЛАДИМИР ВЫСОЦКИЙ - В созвездии Тау Кита




В далеком созвездии Тау Кита всё стало для нас непонятно,
Сигнал посылаем: "Вы что это там?" А нас посылают обратно.
На Тау Ките живут в красоте, живут, между прочим, по-разному. 
Товарищи наши по разуму.
Вот, двигаясь по световому лучу без помощи, но при содействии,
Я к Тау Кита, этой самой лечу, чтоб с ней разобраться на месте.
На Тау Кита чево-то не так - там таукитайская братия
Свихнулась, - по нашим понятиям.
Покамест я в анабиозе лежу, те таукитяне буянят,-
Все реже я с ними на связь выхожу: уж очень они хулиганят.
У таукитов в алфавите слов - немного, и строй - буржуазный, и юмор у них - безобразный.
Корабль посадил я, как собственный зад, слегка покривив отражатель.
Я крикнул по-таукитянски: "Виват!"- что значит по-нашему - "Здрасьте!".
У таукитян вся внешность - обман, тут с ними нельзя состязаться: то явятся, то растворятся...
Мне таукитянин - как вам папуас, мне вкратце об них намекнули.
Я крикнул: "Галактике стыдно за вас!"- в ответ они чем-то мигнули.
На Тау Ките условья не те: тут нет атмосферы, тут душно, но таукитяне - радушны.
В запале я крикнул им: мать вашу, мол! Но кибернетический гид мой
Настолько буквально меня перевёл, что мне за себя стало стыдно.
Таукиты - такие скоты - наверно, успели набраться: то явятся, то растворятся...
"Вы, братья по полу", - кричу, "Мужики! Ну что..." - тут мой голос сорвался,-
Я таукитянку схватил за грудки: "А ну, - говорю,- признавайся!.."
Она мне: "Уйди!"- Мол, мы впереди - не хочем с мужчинами знаться, а будем теперь почковаться!
Не помню, как поднял я свой звездолёт, лечу в настроенье питейном:
Земля ведь ушла лет на триста вперёд, по гнусной теории этой !
Что, если и там, как на Тау Кита, ужасно повысилось знанье, что, если и там - почкованье?!




Владимир Высоцкий "Дорогая передача" (1980)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j0ehMUv3ioU



Ой где был я вчера - Владимир Высоцкий
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dGWkYvX1tY



Высоцкий - Милицейский протокол
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bupKLAFfAOA



Высоцкий - Песня о врачах
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOe1TbFHBG8



История болезни - Владимир Высоцкий Vysotsky
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A04iU0XgVEc







Летим в Индию. Паника в аэропорту. Индия без туристов #1. Dec 7, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wemDysF2UsA

Выживший летчик рассказал, что он увидел в Бермудском треугольнике
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZmorWgGEJkg



Какая польза от переписи населения за 32 млрд руб? Мы узнали, что часть населения - хоббиты. Злобный фрилансер - Nov 8, 2021



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Итак, 14.11 заканчивается перепись населения. На нее потрачены 32 миллиарда рублей. Зачем ее проводили за столь немалые деньги в столь сложный период?Можно ли как то воспользоваться результатами таких вложений? Как пишут СМИ, в переписи поучаствовали от 66 до 90 млн человек. Насколько реальны эти цифры и почему такой разброс - не понятно. Статистика у нас в стране - вещь очень условная. Лично я не видела ни одного переписчика, мы участвовали в переписи онлайн на Госуслугах. Думаю, также сделали все, кто имеет интернет и немного ответственности. Так должны выглядеть переписчики. Не знаю, мне не попадались). Как же с пенсионерами? Мои родители живут в Новосибирской области - тоже не видели никаких переписчиков и интернетом не пользуются, то есть в переписи поучаствовать пока не смогли. Таких граждан у нас более 30 миллионов. В этой переписи сомнительны и цифры, и результаты. Лично я увидела некий показатель результативности проводимых мероприятий - в лидерах по представленным в РФ национальностям - русские (это такие люди со славянской внешностью). Я каждый день хожу по улицам города - славянской внешности в Новосибирске точно не большинство. На втором месте, как не парадоксально - хоббиты. А может, и наоборот, как раз это ближе к правде. Хотя… хоббиты - такие милые дружелюбные существа. Улицы города наполнены, скорее, агрессивными орками. Вероятно, хоббиты сидят дома и освоили Госуслуги для участия в переписи. По результатам переписи, в РФ несколько миллионов хоббитов. Также присутствуют среди национального состава нашей многострадальной родины другие представители волшебных миров — гномы, орки, эльфы, лешие, джедаи, скифы. А также москвичи и чучмеки. Радует наличие бурного, фонтанирующего чувства юмора у наших граждан) сохраненного даже в сегодняшних непростых условиях. Но зачем нам эта информация, добытая за 32 млрд. рублей?Как и для каких целей она будет использована? Постарались и граждане, и переписчики…Говорят, что реальные, живые переписчики все же существуют)И они тоже обладают чувством юмора и неиссякаемой фантазией. Слышала немало историй, как переписчики подсказывают оригинальные ответы на разные вопросы переписи гражданам с отсутствием фантазии. А также просто придумывают полностью анкеты, чтобы получить свой гонорар переписчика. Потому что в квартиры переписчикам заходить не велено, а на улице граждане общаются неохотно.

This Alligator Will Die From electric eel - 860 Volts
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vuHuKvhG88U







Наши филологические анекдоты – это предел изощрённости, до которой может дойти русский язык. 5 November 2
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Русский язык – самый уникальный язык в мире, поэтому нам реально есть чем гордиться. Ловлю себя на мысли, что даже непристойности и нецензурные выражения в русском языке какие-то родные для слуха и ощущаются как-то «по-домашнему». Вроде как они даже дополняют классический красивый язык. Неужели в каких-то языках мира можно выразить отрицание, сказав два утверждения подряд, как, например: «Да, конечно!». А ещё у нас есть такие шикарные обороты, которые иностранцы, изучающие русский язык с десяток лет, даже перевести не могут, как бы ни старались. Всё плечами пожимают.
А если переводят, вызывают у слушателей полное недоумение. Только у нас в русском языке есть такие анекдоты, которые могут вызвать не просто улыбку, а дикий хохот, а в некоторых случаях даже «катание под столом от смеха». Или вы думаете, что хоть какой-то ещё язык из всех языков мира способен вас так рассмешить? Представляю вашему вниманию подборку что ни на есть филологических анекдотов, которые подарят вам много тепла и смеха. А смех и веселье – это как раз то, что нам нужно, чтобы пережить эту холодную осенне-зимнюю пору.

Англичанин пожил в России и перенял русский лаконизм. 25 November 2021



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Всем привет, меня зовут Крэйг Эштон, и я уже почти 20 лет живу в России. Когда впервые я приехал в вашу страну, не все было мне понятно. Меня удивил другой способ выразить хорошие манеры: в Петербурге они очень хорошие у людей. Но форма выражения так сильно отличается, что это не воспринимается как вежливость. Вот эта прямота, знаете, прямолинейность и, как это сказать,- короткие формы: "Дайте, это, пожалуйста". На английском надо целую речь произнести: "Извините, пожалуйста, прошу прощения, что я вам мешаю, что я пришёл, если у вас есть время, вы не могли бы, пожалуйста... Дать мне макароны". Я вот так приходил в магазин, и своими речами сильно удивлял русских. И в ответ получал: "Держите". Коротко и ясно. Но я-то тогда не понимал: "Что я сделал не так?! Почему только одно слово?". У меня очень часто такая реакция была. Мы, англичане, "кривляемся", а вы привыкли предельно просто делать. Удивительно (смеется). В чем стал русским
Я немного изменился, да. Мне тяжело, но я заставляю себя. Я сильно уменьшил количество слов. Я больше не хожу в магазин со своими поэмами. Но, наверное, всё-таки очень много у меня осталось английского. Но я очень люблю русский образ жизни, я люблю его, правда. Я люблю вот эту краткость. Лаконизм. И как ещё я называю это - лингвистический минимализм. Очень нравится, как можно красиво очень многое сказать с использованием небольшого количества слов. Емко, не надо там "танцевать" пять минут, чтобы высказать одну идею. Я приезжаю обратно в Англию, и это раздражает немножко (улыбается).
Виктор Байдаков: То есть вы, получается, сначала удивились лаконизму, а потом влюбились в это качество?
Крэйг Эштон: Удивился, испугался, а потом влюбился. Влюбился, когда я понял, в чём "фишка". Это не грубость, это не отсутствие манер, это просто другой способ. А еще ваши интонации. Очень многое у вас с подачей связано. Если ты не понимаешь подачу и интонацию, то это действительно для иностранцев выглядит, как угроза, что что-то сейчас плохое будет. На самом деле, нет. Это просто другой способ. В России бывает так, что одно и то же слово в зависимости от интонации означает разные вещи. Например, слово "молодец". Если сказать просто "молодец", то это хорошо, ты красавчик! А если "молодееец" - это совсем другое значение и звучание, это уже не "красавчик". В первое время легко запутаться и неправильно понять, что имеется в виду.



После Киева – Варшава? Польша не оставляет выбора Москве! Премьер-министр Польши заявил на конференции, что его правительство хочет «дерусифицировать польскую экономику». Он признал, что это может означать повышение цен для обычных граждан, но, дескать – чиновники сделают все максимально аккуратно, чтобы смягчить это повышение. И это классно, потому что также говорили в Еврокомиссии – однако немецкие, итальянские или испанские заводы это почему-то от остановки не спасло. Плюс, еще не вечер. Mar 21, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAw2Qo1xrH8



Германия взвыла: Москва нажала на газ! Глава Министерства Иностранных Дел Украины Дмитрий Кулеба призвал страны Единого, как никогда прежде, разумеется, Евросоюза – куда правда страну самых смелых президентов почему-то не берут, как не проси и даже уже чуть-чуть отпихивают ножкой -  не склонятся перед «унизительными требованиями Путина платить за российские нефть и газ в рублях» - это дескать будет помощью России. Ну, действительно, как недавно выразился бывший посол США в Москве Майкл Макфол, Кремль должен продолжать поставлять демократическим, это важно, странам углеводороды – а те имеют право за них не платить. Отличный план, в целом, который, правда на днях, как вы знаете, грохнул телезритель из столицы России - В.В. Путин. Mar 25, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NG00cBHjGqQ



Япония доигралась: у Кремля лопнуло терпение! Решение России о выходе из диалога с Японией по мирному договору является «неприемлемо жестким, абсолютно неоправданным и недопустимым», заявил в ходе слушаний в верхней палате парламента страны премьер-министр Фумио Кисида.
Напомним, МИД заявил, что Россия из-за «очевидного недружественного характера введенных Японией односторонних ограничений против России» не намерена продолжать переговоры по мирному договору. Также прекращаются безвизовые поездки японцев на Курилы. И что сказать – самураи доигрались.
Mar 24, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NphHgmZxE4A




"Люблю работать с русскими, есть у них 3 особенности, которых нам не хватает" – мнение бывш. солдата, а ныне программиста из США. 3 декабря 2021

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Увидел на американском форуме мнение одного американского программиста про русских, когда он описывает одну русскую особенность, про которую я даже не догадывался! А потом подумал, проанализировал и понял, что американский программист был прав. Но, обо всём по порядку. Многие иностранцы при работе сталкиваются с русскими довольно часто. Ну, что же тут странного – страна у нас огромная, поэтому мы реально есть везде. Хочешь – не хочешь, но столкнёшься с русскими по работе или просто по жизни обязательно. И вот я начал анализировать те черты, которыми иностранцы обкладывают русских. Что из них соответствует действительности, а что вызывает у нас широкую улыбку. Русская дружба
Многие иностранные сотрудники, которые в своих офисах сотрудничали с русскими, говорят, что главная черта русских – это умение дружить. Иностранцы живут замкнуто, часто – закрыто, создаётся такое впечатление, что кроме их семьи им вообще никто не нужен. Русская дружба протекает довольно странно – русские долго сходятся с человеком, даже может создаться впечатление, что они тебя ехидно тестируют или анализируют. Но когда ты прошёл этот «экзамен» и получил «право на дружбу», русские в этой дружбе выглядят искренне и по-настоящему. Русского нужно «разогреть»
Несмотря на «открытость» русской души, про которую часто говорят иностранцы, русские поначалу отношений скрывают свои эмоции и не спешат вываливать на новоиспечённого друга целый ворох своих проблем и занятий. Но, когда отношения переходят в следующую фазу, да ещё и подкрепляются не одной выпитой бутылочкой со знаменитой и лучшей русской закуской – свеженьким сальцом, русские «разогреваются» и становятся лучшими, добрыми и покладистыми друзьями. Поэтому многие иностранцы знают – с русским нужно пообедать или выпить, чтобы наладить контакт.
Русские программисты – это сила
Эта профессия – именно пример того, как русские могут идеально выполнять свою работу. Русские программисты долгие годы сохраняют хороший имидж по всему миру и могут дать фору даже американским продвинутым программистам. Словом, эта та специальность, где русские чувствуют себя как рыба в воде. Часто самые гениальные алгоритмы вводят в действие именно русские программисты. Это, кстати, во многом связано с тем, что Россия может дать действительно стоящее образование по этой теме. Русские писатели восхищают иностранцев
Многие иностранцы действительно признают, что русская литература – самая богатая на шедевры. Начиная от поэзии и прозы Пушкина до эпоса Толстого, шедевров Гоголя, пьес Чехова и безумных, но гениальных, романов Достоевского. Во многом, это подтверждает также и богатство русского языка. А ещё, возможно, у русских талант к писательству более глубокий и сидит в генах, как думаете?
Упрощение сложных задач
И вот этот вот пункт меня поразил. Это именно то, о чём говорил американский программист, но я никогда не думал ни о чём подобном. Он сказал, что русские в профессии программистов гениальны в одном – в упрощении. Русские сразу видят, где можно уменьшить сложность задачи, после чего создают самый простой, быстрый и эффективный способ для решения этой проблемы. Русские компьютерщики всегда знали, как свести то, что нам нужно, к простейшей минимальной реализации, которая будет работать. Русский программист может кодировать программное обеспечение и другой функционал компьютера гораздо быстрее, чем его иностранные партнёры. Согласны мы всё упрощаем?

Вы что, вообще ни за что не платите?
Меня удивляла привычка американца платить за все: за просмотр фильма в интернете, за песню, за подписку всех приложений в телефоне.
«Ты знаешь, что это все можно найти бесплатно? Зачем тебе платить за просмотр фильма, который есть на бесплатных сайтах?».
Оказалось, что о бесплатных сайтах он даже не знал. Никогда не забуду его реакцию, когда я с телефона включила фильм, за который он собирался платить. Удивление, отрицание, принятие.
« А скинешь ссылку?» - в конце концов сказал он, переходя на «тёмную сторону».


Лукашенко в аду. Долгожданная встреча
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YLMqguhxaB8


Лукашенко: Вокруг одни тупицы!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_d-QP2pXK8


Жесточайший музей солнцеликого Лукашенко
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ftmFGDlheT0

Лукашенко разозлил Талибан
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wY70QIz83Tg


Лукашенко в истерике грозит Европе. Dec 6, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDCooZraeKg





ЧТО ПРОИСХОДИТ С АРСЕНИЕМ ЯЦЕНЮК В ПАРЛАМЕНТЕ УКРАИНЫ



«Повелитель стен!» — Яценюк заговорил о «стене» на границе с Белоруссией. 10 ноября 2021



https://regnum.ru/news/polit/3418541.html
Заявление Яценюка о строительстве заградительных сооружений на границе с Белоруссией обсудили в украинских телеграм-каналах VESTI, «Крокодил», а также Klymenko Time. Многие напомнили о том, что строительство «защитной инфраструктуры на границе с Россией», которое началось в 2014 году, — это проект бывшего главы правительства Украины Арсения Яценюка (в украинских СМИ и социальных сетях проект получил название «стена Яценюка» — О. П.). В связи с этим у многих из комментирующих строительство заграждения на границе с Россией (а теперь и, возможно, с Белоруссией) ассоциируется с казнокрадством. «Ещё не все приглянувшиеся коттеджи в Калифорнии скупил?» — поинтересовалась Наталья, напоминая о том, что в 2016 году в СМИ сообщалось, что Яценюк якобы приобрел в Майами 24 дорогостоящие виллы. «Так чего же Яценюк не построил стену, что мешало? И кого он сейчас уговаривает? Просит, чтобы Запад денег дал в очередной раз? Увы, построить стену такой протяженности у нас нереально, а все потому, что из каждых 10 метров стены крадут 9…» — отметила Виол
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Лукашенко готовит страну к продаже/ Заводы и предприятия «тают» на глазах. Dec 10, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8qo76LwsvM



UKRANIAN WALL - УКРАИНСКАЯ СТЕНА С РОССИЕЙ И С БЕЛОРУССИЕЙ
TRUMP WALL WITH MEXICO - МЕКСИКАНСКАЯ СТЕНА ТРАМПА





«Ушедшие» западные конторы кормят Россию и забили на США с ЕС! Французская компания Danone предупредила, что в течение суток может временно приостановить работу на своих заводах по изготовлению молочных продуктов и производству минеральных вод в Испании и аналогичное заявление сделала компания Heineken, выразив серьезную обеспокоенность по поводу последствий остановки транспорта для ее операций и обслуживания клиентов. Mar 25, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7_5D_3pm8Ms





Белый дом пожелал всем СМЕРТИ! Первая научная публикация об Oмикроне. Dec 21, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FPjC6ARmDQ


Самолет, приземлившийся с 92 скелетами на борту! Oct 22, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xOJwrCfmbEk
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jwpQD8dHJJ4



Блокировка YouTube: что следует знать / Редакция. Mar 24, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jNck0xabUNk

Буржуи доигрались! Запад уже уничтожен, но ещё сам этого не понял!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IEvVCNB1abY

ВСЯ БОЛГАРИЯ ЗА ПУТИНА ! Украинец неожиданно для себя попал в котёл (ООН - документ о принадлежности Украины к России) – Mar 25, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJBBTntQ3SI

День 27, Табуны программистов // Галопом по Европам #668 - Mar 23, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUiDFY3NPyg

День 28, Чубайс улетел // Галопом по Европам #669 - Mar 24, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-IX6qvsF2o4

День 29, Тотальный Бесогон!// Галопом по Европам #670 - Mar 25, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPIvexulaPA



























О ПОЛИТИКЕ С ИРОНИЕЙ !


Присосемся с другой стороны, но не сдадимся! Влажные мечты Варшавы о пoдлянке «Газпрому»! Угроза, что Россия перекроет поставки газа в Европу, перевешивает опасность военного вторжения на Украину, уверен вице-премьер и министр государственных активов Польши Яцек Сащин. В интервью Polskie Radio он обратил внимание на то, что Варшава готова к такому сценарию, так как обладает высоким уровнем энергетической безопасности. А через год она и вовсе может обрести газовую независимость от Москвы, уверен политик. Правда, так почему-то не считают в Европе – но где Варшава, а где Брюссель. Серьезно, серьезно, даже уважаемый Жозеп Боррель пока что не хочет признавать появление российских войск на Донбассе – как что-то ужасное, говорит – не видим мы вторжения, эти «ихтамнеты» итак 8 лет тусили на бывшей исконной украинской территории и повода думать, что сейчас что-то поменялось нет. Feb 24, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-xQbaK9-YI0

Что делать, что делать? Вашингтону хвост приделать! Германия должна будет покупать газ и уголь в других странах, о решении отказаться от российских энергоресурсов заявил глава Минэкономики ФРГ Роберт Хабек.  «Мы должны будем покупать газ, а также уголь в других странах в более значительном объеме, потому что мы не можем так сильно зависеть от страны, которая не соблюдает более международное право», — сказал он. Хабек также добавил, что запуск газопровода «Северный поток-2» невозможен в краткосрочной и среднесрочной перспективе. И вроде ура-ура, правда? Но тут подкралась жизнь, она все время приходит не вовремя. Feb 26, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JcgBKNMcn-M

Без шопинга в Милане! Санкции ЕС ударят лишь по Европе! лава дипломатии Евросоюза Жозеп Боррель удалил свой твит о санкциях за признание Донецкой и Луганской народных республик. Ранее глава дипломатии Евросоюза написал в своем Twitter, что санкции ЕС "ударят" по 351 депутату Госудумы РФ, проголосовавших за признание ЛНР и ДНР. По его мнению, они "подрывают территориальную целостность, суверенитет и независимость Украины". Также Боррель добавил – вот теперь пошла самая важная часть сообщения -, что из-за санкций у российских депутатов больше не будет "шопинга в Милане, вечеринок в Сен-Тропе и бриллиантов из Антверпена". Да, да, теперь вы знаете, что в Антверпене есть бриллианты, как и Жозеп Боррель. Живите с этим и мучайтесь. Feb 26, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUsACIbfN7A

Зеленский, дай миллиард! Неплохо платят президентам Украины! Ну, вот и все – самая главная победа Украины над Россией произошла. Если хваленные миллиарды Путина много лет ищут пожарные, ищет милиция, ФБР, ЦРУ, радио «Эхо Москвы» и другие официальные лица и найти не могут – даже вездесущая финансовая разведка США, то телеграм-канал «Незыгарь», опубликовал сведения о материальном положении президента Украины Владимира Зеленского. Который, напомним, на днях, на Мюнхенской конференции по безопасности просил у западных партнеров – бесплатных денег. Ну, то есть тех, которые можно получить просто так и ничего в своей стране не делать. Где-то в Киеве в тот момент, подразумеваем сильно удивились девушки, как сказал когда-то Владимир Владимирович, с пониженной социальной ответственностью со словами «А что, так можно было?». Весь народ Украины боролся за счастье человека, и мы знаем этого человека - Зебельс !
Feb 25, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t5XA5iSn22o

Срочно, Макаревич НЕ УЕХАЛ из России! Лидер группы «Машина времени» Андрей Макаревич рассказал в соцсетях, что «с колоссальным трудом терпит» жизнь в России. По его словам, «нас поссорили со всем цивилизованным миром, нас поставили на грань войны, от нашего лица этому миру хамят, нам врут, водят за нос, от законов не осталось даже видимости». «Ой, я знаю, что мне сейчас прилетит: а сам-то? Не нравится – чемодан – вокзал – Израиль! И сам терплю. С колоссальным трудом», – добавил он. И что тут добавить – это прекрасно. Вкусно кушающий народный певец ни разу не пытался отказаться от концертов в так нелюбимой ему стране. В последний раз выступление «машины» ровно отменили в Кремле после очередного рассказа Андрея Вадимовича про ужасный путинский режим – а так, безусловно, получать денюжку от диктатора и писать разные интересные статейки на тему, как трудно, внимание, заслуженному артисту РСФСР и народному артисту Российской Федерации жить в стране без пармезана – это разные вещи. Никаких противоречий. Feb 22, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYyAiUZ8Pb4

Путин запретил летать над Англией! В Лондоне массовая эвакуация! Председатель комитета по обороне британского парламента Тобиас Эллвуд предложил установить над Украиной бесполетную зону, чтобы защитить ее от "вторжения". "Запад должен спросить себя, что мы можем еще сделать. Может быть, мы должны рассмотреть установление бесполетной зоны, определенно, военные расходы должны вырасти вместе с тем, как мир становится опаснее", - заявил Эллвуд в эфире телеканала Sky News. Интересно, они там это серьезно? А если в следующий раз мы так предложим, ну, например, Путин хочет рассмотреть бесполетную зону над Ирландией или Шотландией – например, когда там очередно начнешься кипишь по поводу независимости? И у нас как бы системы ПВО сильно лучше будут, чем хоть британские, хоть американские? Они если надо и на кораблях есть и в мобильном варианте, и ВКС наши сильно бодрее, чем нашпигованные дорогущими, а точнее золотыми Ф-35 «Мейд ин Юысей» королевские ВВС… Feb 20, 2022
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHFwPTjho9o



Pедакция. Грусть, тоска, выгорание: как распознать и победить депрессию? 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qh8wghUzMOM



Редакция. News: слежка и контроль, ДТП с Собчак, хейт за осетинский пирог. Oct 17, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fR5S6mRo1eA







50 Hours In A Country That Doesn't Exist On A Map (Transnistria) Oct 12, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXzhcfYlKFQ













Transnistria: The last Soviets
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qKFZMULHKcg





ПУТЕШЕСТВИЕ В СТРАНУ МУЖСКИХ ЧЛЕНОВ - "СЧАСТЛИВАЯ СТРАНА" - БУТАН - Traveling to the Happiest Country in the World!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qmi-Xwq-MEc





CHILI ON MY WILLY ! Реклама в ветеринарном салоне: Внимание, вторая кастрация - бесплатно, приведи друга. IT FEELS SO GOOD - TO BE BAD !



США Новое безумие ! Обязательная стерилизация мужчин после сорока ! Кастрация? Oct 18, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7VJe-Vklzs



Есть ещё места, по которым не прошёлся ещё ОМИКРОН, как кулак по яйцам !



AUSTRALIA - Westpac closes another 19 branches | 7NEWS - Nov 8, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuAW_wWDD
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Компартия Китая пытается сделать экономический коллапс управляемым. Ivan Yakovina. Dec 8, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fNSVXe6B3gU



Zombie peat fires at -50 in the coldest place - Chukotka, Russia. Dec 2, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qD0Y_JZXCVk



В Крыму случился дорожный конфуз: новые дороги поплыли, трасса «Таврида» продолжает проседать. Dec 7, 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ggcuccl-_JI




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ПЛАЗМОИДЫ - Plasmoids



Уфолог из СССР вступил в контакт с плазмоидами. Теория о разумных шаровых молниях. 16 December 2021
(интересно, что наше второе тело - Двойник тоже плазмоидное! ЛМ)




https://zen.yandex.ru/media
Шаровые молнии – разумные организмы. Поговорим о человеке, который был вычеркнут из всех советских учебников по физике, несмотря на то, что являлся выдающимся исследователем феномена – шаровых молний. Зовут его Степан Сапогов. Энтузиаст с большой буквы, долгое время работал с Феликсом Юрьевичем Зигелем. Родился Степан Михайлович в городе Жирный, позже Жирновск. Так совпало, что от родного поселения исследователя находилась крупнейшая аномальная зона России – Медведицкая гряда. Шаровые молнии - загадочное явление.
Надо сказать, что Медведицкая гряда – место уникальное. Люди с различным уровнем восприятия чувствуют себя по-разному, порой, даже отлично друг от друга воспринимают реальность. Аномалии Медведицкой гряды весьма разнообразны: хрономиражи, пролёты НЛО, высадки НЛО, различное течение времени, подземные тоннели из белой керамики, уходящие на сотни километров, шаровые молнии – список можно продолжать, но остановимся именно на шаровых молниях. Свою жизнь Степан Сапогов посвятил изучению этого феномена. По мнению специалиста и единомышленников, именно шаровые молнии ключ к межзвёздным перелётам и перемещениям во времени. Энергия, которую вырабатывают шаровые молнии, может аккумулироваться сразу в нескольких измерениях. Кроме того, она изменчивая. Крайне редко шаровые молнии действуют, как обычное природное явление. Известны случаи, когда эти сгустки энергии по-настоящему гонялись за людьми. Прогоняли их с определённой территории и улетали, но стоило к ним приблизиться, вновь начиналась атака.
Могут ли они быть разумными?
Исследователь из Жирновска часто проводил недели и даже месяцы на Медведицкой гряде. Здесь есть место, которое называется склон шаровых молний. Каждое дерево на нём испещрено округлыми выжженными отверстиями – шаровые молнии двигались по одним и тем же траекториям и прожигали сквозные дырки в стволах деревьев. Степан Михайлович верил в великое прошлое древних людей. В частности, согласно его теории, славяне были магически одарённым народом и могли общаться с духами природы. Самый сильный дух в иерархии – шаровая молния. Она разумна и невероятно сильна. Следом идут духи огня – полтергейсты. Им свойственны разрушения и беды, но на контакт с людьми они не идут. Отсюда Сапогов делал вывод, что огненные плазмоиды – разумны, но очень умеренно. Затем в этой иерархии располагались духи земли – кристаллы, минералы, камни. И последний (низший) уровень принадлежит водным и ветренным духам. Их энергия крайне мала, а потому мы не замечаем их проявления в нашем мире.
Могут ли плазмоиды быть разной стихии?
Исходя из этого Степан Сапогов старался выйти на контакт с шаровыми молниями. По его рассказам бывало так, что он гонялся за ними, но чаще убегал от них. Однако, несколько раз ему удавалось наладить общение с помощью мощного фонаря. Исследователь дожидался пока стемнеет и шёл на склон молний. Там при виде плазмоида мужчина посылал сигналы фонарём. Чаще всего обратной связи не было. Но, неоднократно уфолог фиксировал ответное свечение. Шаровая молния будто сжималась и разжималась, становясь то ярче, то более блёклой. При этом частота смены свечения повторяла частоту вспышек фонарика в руках человека. В 1970 году на склоне молний Сапогов зафиксировал огненную шаровую молнию. Сгусток энергии совмещал в себе языки пламени и электрические разряды. Мужчина хотел понаблюдать за ним, но внезапно плазмоид распался – на шаровую молнию и огненные искры, которые быстро затухли. Четыре раза в своей жизни Степан Михайлович ездил в Тибет. Именно утраченные современными людьми знания, отчасти сохранённые в традициях тибетцев, должны были помочь вступить в полноценный контакт с шаровыми молниями. Находясь в Тибете уфолог, благодаря знаниям махатм, посылал энерго-информационные сигналы своей жене в Жирновск. Людмила Сапогова получала информацию во время сна. Она будто перемещалась к мужу и была абсолютно спокойна за его здоровье и судьбу, даже если он задерживался на несколько недель. В 1979 году Степан Сапогов в последний раз пошёл на склон молний. Перед этим он рассказал супруге, что познал тайные знания и теперь сможет наладить общение с шаровой молнией. Исследователь предупредил, что данный контакт может повлечь серьёзные повреждения его физического тела. Он знал на что идёт, но ради открытия, которое могло перевернуть знания о физике и открыть новые границы познания пошёл на это.


Что такое душа? Может ли она быть плазмоидом? (НЕТ! ЭТО - СОЛНЕЧНАЯ ЭНЕРГИЯ! ЛМ).
Из этого похода Степан не вернулся. Спустя четверо суток были найдены его палатка и личные вещи. Сам исследователь пропал. Удалось ли вступить ему в контакт с плазмоидами? И если да, то почему его не стало? Скептики утверждают, что всё это спектакль, а сам мужчина покинул родные края и уехал, тщательно подстроив своё исчезновение. Но, есть и другая версия – контакт удался, но, ожидаемо, физическое тело было уничтожено. Видимо, энергия может вступать в полноценный контакт только с другой энергией (читай душой – энерго-информационной составляющей человека). Позже, в середине 80-х годов Людмила Сапогова рассказала, что больше супруг не связывался с ней. Однако, неизвестный голос во сне предостерегает её от общения с шаровыми молниями. Сама женщина комментировала это так: «Может быть, это весточка от Стёпы?». Тибетские монахи и посвящённые обладают большим пластом знаний о разных энергиях и мирах. Можно допустить, что Степан Сапогов действительно достиг уровня знаний, которые позволили ему вступить в контакт с шаровым молниями и другими плазмоидами. В конце концов что такое душа? Это некое количество энерго-информационного вещества, которое с помощью мозга транслируется в привычном для нас виде. И скорее всего, без этого импульса наши физические тела не могут существовать. Или могут, но в другом измерении?
На мой взгляд, душа и есть разумный плазмоид. И если вспомнить благодаря чему мы все живём – это накопленные знания (энергия) + химические реакции + электрические импульсы. А что такое шаровая молния? Те же электрические импульсы. Допускаю, чтобы они находились в состоянии сгустка, а не разлетались, как обычные молнии, им нужен ещё какой-то компонент, и, возможно, это и есть разумная составляющая. А тогда получается, что шаровые молнии, не только обладают интеллектом, но и являются неким аналогом человеческой души.


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y-Fish pictures (Plasmoids-ПЛАЗМОИДЫ)


















Robert Monroe's attitude towards Remote Viewing

"The Journey of R.Monroe" by Ronald Russell, p. 267-9:

"Since his early twenties, Monroe had never lived alone for more than a few months and now, with no one to make the coffee or drink it with him, and only the dogs and cats for company - sadly, his favorite cat Fusby had died just three days before Nancy (transition) - he found it very hard. George Durrette came up the mountain to chat with him from time to time and Ed Sturz brought him catfish from the lake, but he (Bob) had no close neighbors and, apart from Rita and Martin Warren and his agent Eleanor Friede, few friends of his own generation. He joined the Warrens for dinner once a week, usually driving to the café in nearby Lovingston, and sometimes had lunch with Rita on a Saturday, while on Sunday mornings he might visit Ed and Ruth Sturz for breakfast at their home on Rainbow Ridge. When the lack of company became hard to bear, he would drive down to the Warrens and sit in their living room, talking with anyone who happened to look in. He would call Cindy once a week, conversations that brought them closer together than they had been when Cindy was living on the New Land. A.J. and his wife Sharon moved in to the lower floor of the Gift House and did their best to keep him on a healthy diet. While he was grateful for their presence, they had little in common, especially notions about food. “Have you ever heard of pesto?” he asked Mark one day. “It’s green! Doesn’t make sense to me to eat green,” a remark that accords with his distaste for most vegetables. One positive move he made was to buy an adjustable bed he had seen advertised on television, and he appreciated the ease with which he could raise or lower either end to make himself comfortable.
Having alienated himself from Scooter and thereby also from Joe, Monroe had no one nearby to confide in.
When Joe had moved to the New Land he had become a close personal confidant to Bob, meeting with him most days, acting with power of attorney when required, and helping him also with various personal matters. That relationship was now over, with no prospect of it being renewed.
(Joe McMoneagle was the best Remote Viewer working for CIA and Scooter is his wife, that was the reason for alienation between him and Robert Monroe, LM).
However, there was one employee with whom he felt he could share at least some of his concerns, and whom he did not suspect of angling to take over the Institute when the time came. This was Mark Certo. Moving into a nostalgic frame of mind, he asked Mark to digitize and catalogue hundreds of reels of tapes of the radio shows, such as High Adventure and Nightmare with Peter Lorre, which he had produced in the 1940s and 1950s. Since the move to Roberts Mountain these reels had been stored in a barn on the New Land, slowly deteriorating in an old chest covered with dust and rodent droppings. For Mark, working on these recordings provided entertainment of the highest order, especially those orchestral interludes in which Bob could be heard interacting with the musicians and conductor. The whole experience, he said, provided a fascinating journey through the history of broadcasting in America. For Monroe, listening to these tapes provided a relief from his unhappiness and he especially enjoyed answering the questions that arose as they listened to these recollections of times long gone by.
Another source of entertainment for Monroe and Mark Certo were the Wednesday evening sessions, when Martin Warren, A.J., and occasional visitors from the neighborhood - strictly men only - joined them in the dining hall to play poker (last couple of years of his life, LM). For Monroe, a longtime poker player with handful of tricks as well as the ability to read his opponents’ minds, this was a special pleasure. Away from the loneliness of his cabin he could forget his responsibilities and the concerns of the Institute and enjoy the challenges of the game and the jokes of his companions.
A special bonus at this difficult time was the success of the revised Guidelines program, which was received with acclamation by both staff and participants. Many of them thought it was the best work that Monroe had done."

This extract is showing a meeting David had with his 'dead' friend he loved most and things he taught David. And also the experience of going forward and backwoods in Time David had and described.

From “PSYCHIC WARRIORS” by David Morehouse

P.9-14
"Concentrate on the movement. It's no different from the others you've done. Concentrate on moving forward or backward in Time until you see the surface below you."
Straining, I tensed my neck, rolled my head backwards, and closed my eyes. I began to feel something moving through me, like an energy fluid or an electrical charge (that's how Time energy feels like, LM).
I rocked my head foward and opened my eyes to see Time peeling of the Earth day by day, the picture beneath me changing with each passing moment. "...that's unbelievable!" 
I shouted.        
 "Concentrate. You have to stop quickly when you get the picture you want."
I watched in amazement. The terrain below me remained unchanged, but the cloud patterns flickered and strobed their way through Time, changing like a rabbit-fire slide show.
I noticed the cloud cover beginning to dissipate, slowly chiseled away at its outer perimetep. Focusing carefully, I waited for the exact moment. “Okay, I got it! It’s clear!”
I thought I heard Mel laughing at my novice enthusiasm, but I couldn’t help it. This was like my first solo flight in an airplane- I was in control, but out of control.
“All right, start your movement to the surface. Go back to the coordinate site and tell me what you see.”
In an instant I was standing in a small clearing maybe thirty feet in diameter, surrounded by triple-canopy jungle. The trees towered around me in every direction, but through the undergrowth I could see another mountain in the distance. In the strange apparitional way one moves in the ether, I moved to the break in the undergrowth. My gaze fixed on the distant hills and rock formations; I lost track of the ground beneath me. At a break in the dense foliage, I paused to see what was around me. For some reason I looked down at my feet, only to find that I was floating in midair, hundreds of feet above the next level of the jagged rocks. With my eyes locked on the distance, I had walked out of the jungle and straight off a ledge into thin air. “Shit!” I exclaimed, startling Mel.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“I’m okay... I’m okay. I just scared the hell out of myself there for a second, but I’ve got it now.”
“I want you to go to the crash site. Get control of yourself and concentrate; go to the crash site.”
“I’m moving there now- at least, that’s where I think I’m going. I’m beginning to move pretty quickly.” The trees and undergrowth were flashing past me in an iridescent green blur. I began to experience vertigo again, that sickening feeling in my stomach boiling up until I thought for sure I would vomit.
Mel watched in amusement as my physical body grew pale and clammy. He had seen viewers bilocate to a target like this before. He had also seen them get sick before. “Concentrate on slowing down, Dave. You’re moving too fast... Slow down.... Keep your bearings.”
I tried as hard as I could to slow my progress, but it was like trying to stop a train. I kept moving at the same speed. My phantom body passed through anything that got in its way. When I hit small stuff, nothing happened; but when I hit bigger stuff, like trees and rocks, I felt as if a flat puff of air was hitting my face. It was the oddest thing I’d ever experienced. Everything I was perceiving began to darken, as if the sun were setting, but there was no longer any color, only gray and black. “Something’s wrong!” I shouted. “Something’s really wrong!”
“What? Tell me what you see.”
“Everything is turning dark.... Everything is....” I lost consciousness. My physical body lay there suspended between reality and the world I’d found in the ether. Mel left me to the silent world. He knew where I was; he’d been there.
I opened my eyes as the shroud of darkness slowly withdrew. It was an eerie feeling standing there in some other world at some other time. I couldn’t tell if I was dreaming or not; the images before me were there, but not there.  If I looked at them too hard, they turned into something else. I could see the ground beneath my feet, but I couldn’t feel anything. A light mist surrounded the place where I stood, thickening as it snaked back into the surrounding jungle.
A roughly triangular object caught my attention and I approached it in the darkness. It was about a foot across and maybe two feet wide at the base, with jagged edges as though it had been ripped from where it belonged. I reached out to touch it, and gasped as my hand passed through to the other side. “Damn!” I looked at my hand to see if it was intact.
Mel asked, “Would you like to tell me what happened?”
“I’m sorry. I tried to touch something, a piece of something, but-“
“Your can’t touch anything. There’s nothing physical there. Don’t waste time trying, it only confuses you. Look for your target, but also search within yourself; focus on the event you came to witness. Think about-“
“Wait!” I said. “Something’s moving. Over there, near the edge of the jungle, where the trees get thicker.” I moved to where I thought the noise came from, where I saw something down low, glistening in the eerie light. It was an object much like the first one, only bigger. I stared at it, trying to make it out.
“That’s all that’s left,” said the voice from the mist.
“Who’s there? Who said that?”
“The Indians carried most of it away. It took them about a year. Anything useful to them is gone now. Just as well... it served its purpose.”
A gaunt young man appeared in the mist some ten feet away from me. I could make out only his silhouette; nothing else was visible in the drifting haze. “Who are you?” I asked, squinting.
“Has it been that long for you, David?”
“What are you talking about? Been that long-?” And then it struck me. “Mike? Mike, is that you?”
“I wondered what it would be like again.... I’ve come to you so many times, but you just don’t remember.”
“I do remember- it’s the dreams, right? You’ve come to me in the dreams, haven’t you?” I moved closer to the figure. I stopped about three feet away from him, but he was no more clear than he had been at ten feet.
“It won’t help you to get any closer. This is as perfect as we get to your eyes.”
“I can’t see your eyes or your face.”
“That’s because you haven’t yet learned to see in this world. But you will. Those who came here before, they know how to see. They watched us die. I felt them. I felt them in me and around me; they were very comforting. They helped me understand what had happened.”
“What did happen?” Boy, I felt stupid asking that. I’d walked into it just as I always did when he was alive. I could almost feel him grinning.
“Well, I died, of course.”
“Of course. But what happened- I mean, what happened to the chopper?”
“None of that is important anymore.” There was a long pause.
“What’s important is for us to say good-bye... and I love you. And thank you for taking care of Sharon all these years.”
“How-?”
“We see everything here. Forward, backward... everything. I watched you cry. I even watched your second daughter come into your world. I knew her before you did.”
Eight years of emotion welled up inside me, and I felt tears streaming down my face. “Oh, Jesus.” I wept openly, overcome by grief and happiness.
“It’s okay, David. It’s okay. Don’t weep for me.”
“I’m not crying for you, you big ass. I’m crying because I miss you. You were my brother, and I miss you.” Mike stepped closer to me, and as he did I felt a warmth I cannot explain. He stood there close to me, watching me weep, and everything around me became lighter than before. It was as if there were unseen light or energy around him, and his being close to me let me inside its protective glow somehow. I looked up at him, and I could see his face, his wonderful loving face, just as I had seen him eight years ago.
“How are you?” he asked.
I choked on my words, trying to be funny. “Well, better than you.” I tried to smile.
Mike smiled back. “Oh, yeah? Who’s getting old, and who’s not?”
“Yeah, you’re right about that.” I paused, trying to sort out the ten thousand things I wanted to say. I wanted to catch up on the void that eight years had brought to my life. “You know, I never got over your leaving me. Neither did Debbie or Sharon. You just couldn’t be explained, or accepted, or forgotten.”
“Good- not being forgotten, that is. It’s kind of a status thing here.” He glanced around. “But acceptance- you need to feel that. You need to understand that I’m dead, but not gone. I’ve moved on to other things, things I can’t explain to you. You don’t have the eyes for it yet, but you will. That other guy with you now, what’s his name?”
“Mel Riley.”
“Yeah, that’s him, Mel Riley.” Mike sighed. “Well, he’s got the eyes, and I’ve seen him before. He’s a gentle man with an honest and giving heart. He wept when he found us. Listen to him and he’ll get you through all this. He’ll give you eyes and the gift. I know you’ve seen others. They told me you were given a message in the desert. Listen to what you’re told, David; it’s important. Not just to you, but to all humanity.”
I shook my head. “Now wait a minute-“
Mike interrupted me. “It’s time to say goodbye, Dave. I have to go; our business is over for now. You tell Debbie I miss her, and tell Sharon I’m happy for her as well. Tell her I said she should marry him.
I didn’t know what he was talking about, and it must have showed.
“Just tell her that. She’ll understand.”
I knelt there looking up to him as if he were a god. The tears came again as the warmth in me intensified. Mike reached out for me with his hand, touched my shoulder, and moved to brush my cheek. I was grateful for what I’d seen. I was filled with something I’d never known existed, something I couldn’t explain. I watched as Mike’s image paled in the light. “Don’t go,” I pleaded. “Please, don’t go.” I reached for the place where he had been only an instant before.. and there was nothing. As the darkness crept back around me, a voice pierced it from somewhere: “Get your eyes, Dave.” And then there was nothing. I felt numb, kneeling there.
“Time to come back, Dave,” said Mel’s calming voice. “You’re done for now. Break it off and come on back.”
I did what I’d been taught, and the cycle began to reverse itself. Over the years, the process of accessing a target was to become easier for me. I eventually became one of the best viewers Mel had ever trained. But it wasn’t really anything I did. Mel was the teacher; he was the watcher and I was to learn from him as a son learns from his father.
I never forgot what Mike told me. Four years passed before I saw him again, there in the ether. But things were different that time; my life had changed and a new destiny was confronting me. This is the story of how I arrived at that destiny, and how I became the Watcher."

Session 11 p.37, "Mars Force: Pat's Story"by S&M. Relfe, part 2, p. 33-53

These materials are also on S&M.Relfe page with a full explanation

"...Women are sluts
She’s to blame
Girls cause problems
If there’s a way to mess up your life, a woman will find a way (from a guy in the Navy)
Women are trouble
Girls are trouble
Women cause problems
Only men should command
Only men should give orders
Women are irresponsible
Women screw up things
Women are crazy
Women are insane
This list may seem extreme, but if you do enough wernicke’s commands on enough people, I think you will get to see, as I have done, that most people have dozens of similar commands in their brain. That is a major reason why there are so few happy, long lasting marriages these days.
I started a clearing session on the biofeedback meter with Michael, but got no results.
Then we looked for Wernicke’s commands and got the jackpot. We found and removed the following nine wernicke’s commands:
"Zap those you love"
"Zap your friends"
"Don’t zap your comrades"
"Suppress your loved ones"
"Suppress your friends"
"Don’t suppress your comrades"
"Swat your loved ones". (It took a while to find this one. We discovered that the term ‘swat’ is jargon which is used on Mars to mean ‘psychic zapping’).
"Swat your friends"
"Don’t swat your comrades"
The commands he (Stephanie's husband Michael, who is a remote viewer apart from other things, LM) had been given which related to relationships included:
“You can't trust anyone” (given by the doctor).
“You have no friends”
“Women are sluts”
“You don't need anyone”
I began to come to the realization that many people I knew who had great problems with relationships were also the ones with the most metaphysical abilities. I had always presumed that somehow having metaphysical abilities made having a relationship difficult. I began to see this differently – having metaphysical abilities means that one is highly likely to have been abducted, and also to have been given commands to keep one on one’s own."

 Torture to Suppress Psychic Abilities, Sep. 5th 2002

Note from Stephanie Relfe:
 Some of the following will be very disturbing to many people. Note that it took a lot of bravery for Pat to confront and talk about these awful things. I repeat, Pat is a very gentle, ladylike, kind person and would normally never imagine even half of the horrible things that were done to her and which were removed from her conscious memory.
Start of Session ( St. is for Stephanie, P for Pat)
St: What's been happening?
P: I have Montauk on my mind.
St: Where were you yesterday, with things on your mind?
P: Mars
St: Move through the incident telling me about it as you go
P: It's easier to do this with eyes open. Underground. I'm going down. I'm taken there in the abduction. I'm in a hallway (Grief, tears, note body reactions).
There are a very few people in this hallway (Shudder). I'm getting emotionally upset. I see someone who made me upset - a doctor (Tears, note the body reaction). There is almost a hate to it. It's something he did with his hands. Some kind of trigger (body jerks again). That's not from there (the jerks).
 We just got hit. (That's Pat and I right now in the room got a psychic attack).
St: By a remote viewer?
P: Yes. Put up your shields.(Laughs). They are saying "no you're not". (Pat puts her shilds up while I put up a rainbow colored shild around the apartment)..
I'm on a table. The doctor I dislike is there. I'm angry because he is the one who keeps taking me for programming. This is after Mars. After I've been time shot back . I get a feeling I've gotten rid of the connection to the machine before. That is very right...
P: They pull me out of the chair. The men are not weak. They keep saying "Stop me from doing this. Use your abilities". But I'm not in my psychic Alter . They hit me.
St:  Where?
P: They push me first. I go flying. They hit me across the face. They don't let me to get up. They rape me. I feel sick to my stomach. I throw up. There is blood. I feel there - broken bones. I go mentally away so I don't feel this. It's a repeat of that. Until I'm unconscious. They rape me one after another, till I'm bloody there too. This is very unpleasant.
(F, F 3.4  Good! We are getting more reads now).  I don't want to look. There is an electrical device. They shock me with that. They keep saying that I can't stop them, that I can't do a thing with my psychic abilities. I'm crying. I'm throwing up. I'm spitting blood. I'm shrieking. I'm hating them more and more and what they stand for. I'm unconscious.
I'm being moved out of the room. I'm on a table. Doctors step in. They assess me. The drug is given at this time...
So I associate danger, abuse and torture with psychic abilities...
He is talking. He is placing or inserting all the physical conscious memories of what happened. He is using the Alters to store them. The memories of pain, terror, hopelessness. He wants them to stay on an unconscious level in my normal personality. So I will react on an unconscious level with an aversion to psychic things. He wants me to remember where and by who (torture was done, LM)...
Pat later commented that she craves a cooling wind all the time and keep a fan blowing on her when one is available.
(I noticed the same thing with me and my son : we often have hot flashes and that is the sign of big number of Alters each of us have, the sign of Multiple Personality Disorder many people have; not men-o-pause creates flashes in middle aged women, but a huge number of Alters, LM).
...Normally they (psychics) produce a lot of heat...
P:  Upper bone (note the read). I don't want to do this. The jerking is also because they are taking off my jumpsuit. They don't give a damn what is happening to me. They keep saying "You can't stop us. Try to stop us." They taunt
(remark intended to hurt) me to try. And then they will use it as an example that I can't stop them. At one point one of them puts his hand over my mouth, with finger and thumb and blocks my nose. I can't breath - I think he'll kill me. He holds till I almost lose consciousness, then he lets it go. I feel pressure to my head , as if he has his hand around my temple, crushing me. Telling me they'll kill me, that I can't stop them. I'm so hot.
On Mars. This is odd - because I have memories of being tortured and raped so many times...
At this point I explain to Pat that we have to go over this again and again until she doesn't care about it any more. That is when the charge is gone.
P:  When I was being tortured, I vomited and defaecated. And they used that as part of it. I was such a mess. They...
shouldn't do that to me! (Tears. Note read and body reaction). Every time they did something to me, they used it psychologically. They took away completely my control - of breathing, everything. They reduced me to a hideous (very ugly)... I hated them for it (Tears). They did perverse things. They urinated on me. They made me eat my own shit. They rubbed it on me. All I wanted to was destroy them (Tears. Grief). They annihilated me - every respect. It was as if they were doing this, the real psychological thing - the taunts - the threats. They were going to kill me. One said "Let's cut her clothes open - let's cut her deep." There was no safe heaven. One was going to gourge out my eyes. Animals. At one point they said they were going to set me on fire. Anything that would make me afraid...

St:  Raped. Tell me about being raped.
P:  These were big men. When they raped me, my face came just to their chest. I could't breath. They did everything to make me think it was my last second of life. Like when raping me, they would press against me so I could not breath. One choked me almost right to the brink (end) and then let go. I couldn't connect to any of my abilities. Finally I couldn't take it at all in.
St:  When they were raping you, did it hurt?
P:  Yes. It felt like I was being torn apart. They used all openings. They use the anus as well. And mouth. And when I went unconscious, they would hit and shake me till i woke (note the read). They also doused me (put into water) - told me it was gasoline. I can feel the fear from that (Note the read). There wasn't anything left. There was no way I would touch psychic abilities. They wanted me to associate psychic abilities with such terror and  endangerment of life, that
I'd never do it, ever (Tears. Grief)...
P:  If I win, I can wipe out their system (on Mars) without injury to anyone (Laugh)."

Stephanie and Michael on Remote Viewing
 
This is a very appropriate extract about Remote Viewer activities from : "The Mars Records: Pat's Story" by Stephanie and Michael Relfe.

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"Session 4: Remote Viewers Interfere (just some parts) - 26th September 2001
Summary: We start to look at an incident related to a certain Military Cadet Program and visiting a famous CEO’s house. We are continually interrupted by a remote viewer who wants to stop Pat from remembering.
(We run through the preliminary questions about food and sleep etc.) Note the rock slam.
Pat: I feel a presence around me
Stephanie: Contact it.
Pat: I get “no contact”
Stephanie: Well, when they communicated that to you, that was a contact.
Pat: I get it’s a remote viewer and his boss
(We try a few things which don’t work. Eventually):
Stephanie: Pray for the remote viewer. Put up a blue bubble around you. It is flexible and everything sent to it bounces off.
Start of Session
Stephanie: What’s happening?
Pat: Someone is whispering in my ear “come”
Now what is happening is that someone, in present time, is interfering with the session. She is referring to something happening right now, not in the incident.
Pat: I ask “come where?” They say “with us”. I ask “where?” They say “You don’t need to know”.
This refers to what the Remote Viewer and his boss were saying to her.
Stephanie: Who is it?
Pat: A man in a suit
Stephanie: Where is he?
Pat: Here in Norfolk. He’s in the same building as the remote viewer. It’s the same room. Someone’s saying “it’s not
working”.
Body jerks. Now she is reporting on what is happening as we speak.
Stephanie: Pray for the boss
Pat: They’re mad (“Mad” in this case means “angry”)
Stephanie: Put the blue bubble back to protect us (Pat had forgotten about this, which allowed the attack to come through and cause the jerking).
Pat: The remote viewer went out of the room. They said “This is not supposed to be two-way”
Stephanie: Is this an incident in restimulation?
Pat: No It’s happening as we speak. I see myself walking between two men. Now I believe we’re in an incident from some time in the past.
Stephanie: Move through the incident telling me about it as you go.
Pat: I’m walking between two men. It’s night. The sky is moving like it’s fluid. The sky is moving to the right in a circle. There’s something inside – it’s light. We step through. We’re someplace else. It’s a building complex We’re outside
The remote viewer says “It’s just your imagination”
(Body jerks) The remote viewer who is listening to us tries to interrupt the session again
Stephanie: Say “thank you” to him
Pat: One of them says “it’s breaking down” (Body jerks)
Stephanie: What happens next? I try to get Pat’s attention away from the remote viewers and back to the incident we were looking at.
Pat: It’s stuck
Stephanie: Repeat “it’s stuck”
It’s stuck, It’s stuck etc.  I’m walking toward a building. It looks white or adobe brick. It looks southern. This is the same stuff that came up with the psychiatrist.
Before Pat came to see me she had gone to a psychiatrist and asked him to acknowledge whatever she said,
while she tried to do a clearing session on herself, by repeating things like “I can’t remember” and seeing what came up. Note: This is NOT be recommended! One cannot do clearing on oneself, until one has done many hours with another, and been trained.
Pat: We’re inside. I pass through a room. I’m blocked from seeing.
Stephanie: Repeat “I’m blocked from seeing”  I’m blocked from seeing, I’m blocked from seeing I don’t know why. It’s not that unusual. It’s a lobby to a building. We go into the elevators. We don’t go up. We go down. They’re interfering again – saying it’s your imagination (Note the read. This is from the remote viewers who want to stop this session)
Say “thank you” A good acknowledgement has a lot of power in it to stop unwanted attention.
Pat: Thank you. We’re still going down. We are back in the incident.
Stephanie: How far do you go?
Pat: Twenty four floors (F Note the read) I begin to feel scared. One says to the other to do something to put me back into the state where I wasn’t feeling or reacting. Something is pressed against my arm. I feel spaced. They move me forward out the door, I feel really as if I’m asleep (body jerks. Note body reaction) I feel sick. I may have gagged. It’s in my throat or stomach. I feel cold, like it’s air conditioned. I’m laid down. They want to wait till the drug wears off
Stephanie: Make this room sound proof and thought proof. (I get this idea to tell Pat, to stop the remote viewer eavesdroppers). (She) laughs. (Note the read & Pat’s laugh). She is reacting to what she is ‘seeing’ the remote viewers do.
 Pat: They called you names. (She is referring to the remote viewers). Gasp! That makes so much sense! I’ve woven an energetic cocoon around us. It’s thought proof and sound proof. When I was younger I watched “Bewitched” and “I Dream of Jeannie”. I always felt inside that I could do that. When I was doing Polarity Therapy I felt I was destined to manipulate energy. I just wove that cocoon. I couldn’t do that before. I didn’t even think it. The remote viewers are very upset.
Pat is back to looking into what is going on right now with the remote viewers.
Pat:  They’re planning what they’ll do. “Will take other measures”. “We can’t let this happen”. “I told you this would happen”. “We can’t let her develop”. “Then think of something” (stop for ten minute break)
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(When we come back from the break, I have started to get a headache. 5.2 TA has suddenly gone up, since we took the break)
Stephanie: Move to the incident, to the part you were up to
Pat: I’m getting interference from the remote viewer.
Stephanie: You have your abilities back – stop him. (she does so)
Pat: I put him to sleep  (4.7 Note sudden drop in TA)
(My headache has now gone) Note the disappearance of my headache as soon as Pat put the remote viewer to sleep.
Two guys are wondering what happened to the remote viewer. They’re trying to wake him but can’t.
(Back to the incident):
Pat: I’m sitting on the table, looking around (Back to the remote viewers): I still feel under attack from the two men.
Stephanie: Acknowledge that, block it and continue. What’s that? (referring to the read)
Pat: I’m weaving the cocoon, making it stronger (Back to the incident): I see an instrument. It looks long and cylindrical. A woman has it. She presses it against my arm. I feel floating. My head feels really light. They’re talking to me. They ask, “When did it start?” “What do you feel?” I told them I felt connected as if stepping into a stream or linking to a link. They don’t leave me alone.  I’m getting a headache (in the incident). The drug gave me a headache. (Back to the remote viewers): I can still see the remote viewers. They’re listening. They look as though they’re losing something. They’re shaking their heads, as though there’s nothing they can do. (Back to the incident): I’m sitting on the table now. I can’t quite get this.
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Stephanie: Repeat “I can’t quite get this”
Pat: I can’t quite get this, I can’t quite get this... There’s more than one man and a woman. They’re all human.
The woman is holding a clipboard. The men are talking to me, and to each other and to her. They’re putting stuff into action. They’re questioning me about my childhood. About when I first do something (SF Note the read). Something
 I did that was psychic.
Stephanie: What did you do? (Back to the remote viewers):
Pat: The remote viewers are upset that I’ve connected with this I can’t remember
Stephanie: Repeat “I can’t remember”
Pat: I can’t remember, I can’t remember... What comes through is something to do with the space-time continuum.
I can influence it...
Pat: No (Back to the remote viewers):
They’re talking with each other, asking how they can handle this. (Back to the incident): I’m looking around the room...
Stephanie: Is something blocking this session?
Pat: Yes
Stephanie: Is it wernicke’s commands? Remember that these things are like layers of an onion. Each layer shows up only when the previous layer has been peeled away.
Pat: Yes
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We stopped and did kinesiology. I looked for wernicke’s commands that were blocking the session. As so often happened when I worked on Michael, there were ten commands. Some of these were the same that Michael has had.
I guess there are only so many ways you can say “you won’t remember this”.
1. “You won’t remember this”
2. “If you remember you will feel pain”
3. “Forget everything that you have seen”
4. “This didn’t happen”
5. “You can’t remember this”
6. “This is just your imagination”
7. “You remember nothing about this”
8. “This is all a dream”
9. “Forget all about this”
10. “You weren’t here”

CARLOS CASTANEDA on our Doubles - BI-LOCATION

There is some info about our Doubles below. To know more about your Double I would recommend "Tales of Power" by Carlos Castaneda, and this book (full electronic version) you can find on our site on this link  : Carlos Castaneda 3

"Do you know that you can extend yourself forever in any of the directions I have pointed to?" he went on. "Do you know that one moment can be eternity? This is not a riddle (perplexing enigma); it's a fact, but only if you mount (fix on) that moment and use it to take the Totality of Yourself (your Total Self, means all of his Higher Selves together, LM) forever in any direction."
"Not actual physical marks on your body, but signs, indications in your Luminous Fibers, areas of Brightness. We are Luminous Beings and everything we are or everything we feel shows in our fibers. Humans have a Brightness peculiar only to them. That's the only way to tell them apart from other Luminous Living Beings."
"The Double is the Self; that explanation should suffice. If you would see, however, you'd know, that there is a great difference between Genaro and his Double. For a Sorcerer, who Sees, the Double is brighter...Well, a warrior starts off with the certainty, that his Spirit (his Double) is off Balance; then by living in full Control and Awareness, but without hurry or compulsion, he does his ultimate best to gain this Balance...A Double is the Sorcerer himself, developed through his Dreaming" don Juan explained. "A Double is an Act of Power to a Sorcerer, but only a tale of Power to you. In the case of Genaro, his Double is indistinguishable from the Original... his (Genaro) impeccability, as a warrior, is supreme; thus, you've never noticed the difference yourself. But in the years, that you've known him, you've been with the original (physical) Genaro only twice; every other time you've been with his Double."
"Well, a Sorcerer can Double up," don Juan said. "That's all one can say."
"But is he aware, that he is doubled?"
"Of course he's aware of it."
"Does he know, that he is in two places at once?"
Both of them looked at me and then they exchanged a glance.
"Where is the other don Genaro?" I asked. Don Genaro leaned towards me and stared into my eyes.
"I don't know," he said softly. "No Sorcerer knows where his other is.
"Genaro is right," don Juan said. "A Sorcerer has no notion, that he is in two places at once. To be aware of that would be the equivalent of facing his Double, and the Sorcerer, that finds himself face to face with himself is a Dead Sorcerer. That is the rule. That is the way Power (of our Total Selves, LM) has set things up. No one knows why."
Don Juan explained, that by the time a Warrior had conquered Dreaming and Seeing and had developed a Double, he must have also succeeded in erasing Personal History, Self-importance, and routines. He said, that all the techniques, which he had taught me, and which I had considered to be empty talk, were, in essence, means for removing the impracticality of having a Double in the ordinary World, by making the Self and the World fluid, and by placing them outside the bounds of prediction.
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"A fluid warrior can no longer make the World chronological," don Juan explained. "And for him, the world and himself are no longer objects. He's a Luminous Being existing in a Luminous World. The Double is a simple affair for a Sorcerer,  because he knows what he's doing. To take notes is a simple affair for you, but you still scare Genaro with your pencil."
"Can an outsider, looking at a Sorcerer, see that he is in two places at once?" I asked don Juan.
"Certainly. That would be the only way to know it."
"But can't one logically assume, that the Sorcerer would also notice, that he has been in two places?"
"Aha!" don Juan exclaimed. "For once you've got it right. A Sorcerer may certainly notice afterwards, that he has been in two places at once. But this is only bookkeeping and has no bearing on the fact, that while he's acting, he has no notion of his Duality...Think of this," he went on. "The World doesn't yield to us directly, the description of the  World stands in between. So, properly speaking, we are always one step removed and our experience of the World is always a Recollection (Recall) of the experience. We are perennially recollecting the instant that has just happened, just passed. We recollect, recollect, recollect...If our entire experience of the World is Recollection, then it's not so outlandish to conclude, that a Sorcerer can be in two places at once. This is not the case from the point of view of his own perception, because in order to experience the World, a Sorcerer, like every other man, has to recollect the act he has just performed, the event he has just witnessed, the experience he has just lived. In his awareness there is only a single recollection. But for an outsider, looking at the Sorcerer, it may appear as if the Sorcerer is acting two different episodes at once. The Sorcerer, however, recollects two separate single instants, because the glue of the description of time is no longer binding him...
"He's right," Genaro said. "We're always one jump behind...
"Is the Double solid?" I asked don Juan after a long silence.
They looked at me.
"Does the Double have corporealness (materiality)?" I asked.
"Certainly," don Juan said. "Solidity, corporealness are memories.
"Do you also have a Double, don Juan?" I asked.
"Of course!" he exclaimed...
"Tell me something, don Juan," I said, half in jest. "Are you yourself or are you your Double?"
"My Double," he whispered.
"Can I talk about don Genaro and his Double?" I asked..."Do you mean, that I will develop a Double?"
"No one develops a Double. That's only a way of talking about it. You, for all the talking you do, are a sap (depletion) for words. You get trapped by their meanings. Now you think, that one develops a Double through evil means, I suppose. All of us Luminous Beings have a Double. All of us!  A Warrior learns to be aware of it, that's all. There are seemingly insurmountable (incapable of being overcome) barriers protecting that awareness. But that's expected; those barriers are what makes arriving at that awareness such a unique challenge. "Why am I so afraid of it, don Juan?"
"Because you're thinking, that the Double is what the word says, a Double, or another you. I chose those words in order to describe it. The Double is oneself and cannot be faced in any other way."
"What if I don't want to have it?"
"The Double is not a matter of personal choice. Neither is it a matter of personal choice who is selected to learn the Sorcerers' Knowledge, that leads to that awareness...
"But you yourself told me, don Juan, that one can always fail."
"That's true. One can always fail. But I think that you are referring to something else. You want to find a way out. You want to have the freedom to fail and quit on your own terms. Too late for that. A Warrior is in the hands of Power and his only freedom is to choose an impeccable life. There is no way to fake triumph or defeat. Your reason may want you to fail altogether in order to obliterate  (wipe out) the Totality of Yourself. But there is a countermeasure, which will not permit you to declare a false victory or  defeat. If you think, that you can retreat to the haven of failure, you're out of your mind. Your body will stand guard and will not let you go either way...the Double, although it is arrived at through Dreaming, is as real, as it can be...
"Obviously the Double can perform acts," I said. "But can the Double act in behalf of the Self?"
"It is the Self, damn it!"
I found it very difficult to explain myself. I had in mind, that if a Sorcerer could perform two actions at once, his capacity for utilitarian (useful, practical) production had to double. He could work two jobs, bein two places, see two persons, and so on, at once...
"Genaro is a Man of Knowledge. The purest of them all. His actions are impeccable. He's beyond ordinary men, and beyond Sorcerers. His Double is an expression of his joy and his humour. Thus, he cannot possibly use it to create or resolve ordinary situations. As far as I know, the Double is the Awareness of our state as Luminous Beings. It can do anything, and yet it chooses to be unobtrusive and gentle...A Man of Knowledge cannot possibly act towards his fellow men in injurious terms, hypothetically or otherwise...
"But, what if his fellow men are plotting against his security and well-being? Can he then use his Double to protect himself?"
"the Double begins in Dreaming" Genaro added, sighing, "Yes, Carlitos, the Double is a dream."
"Do you mean, that he's not real?" I asked.
"The steps, that we follow to arrive at the Double are the same, though. Especially the beginning steps, which are muddled and uncertain."
Don Genaro agreed and made a comment on the uncertainty, that a Sorcerer had at that stage.
"When it first happened to me, I didn't know it had happened," he explained. "One day I had been picking plants in the mountains. I had gone into a place that was worked by other herb collectors. I had two huge sacks of plants. I was ready to go home, but before I did I decided to take a moment's rest.
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I lay down on the side of the trail in the shade of a tree and I fell asleep. I heard then the sound of people coming down the hill and woke up. I hurriedly ran for cover and hid behind some bushes a short distance across the road from where I had fallen asleep. While I hid there I had the nagging impression I had forgotten something. I looked to see if I had my two sacks of plants. I didn't have them. I looked across the road to the place where I had been sleeping and I nearly dropped my pants with fright. I was still there asleep! It was me! I touched my body. I was myself! By that time the people that were coming down the hill were upon the me that was asleep, while the me that was fully awake looked helplessly from my hiding place. Damn it to hell! They were going to find me there and take my sacks away. But they went by me as if I were not there at all. My vision had been so vivid that I went wild. I screamed and then I woke up again. Damn it! It had been a dream!"
"Tell him where you woke up the second time," don Juan said.
"I woke up by the road," don Genaro said, "where I had fallen asleep. But for one moment I didn't quite know, where I really was. I can almost say, that I was still looking at myself waking up, then something pulled me to the side of the road and
I found myself rubbing my eyes. The place, where I had hid, was there exactly, as I had seen it," he said. "And the people, who had walked by me were down the road, a short distance away. I know it because I ran downhill after them. They were the same people I had seen. I followed them until they got to town. They must have thought I was mad. I asked them if they had seen my friend sleeping by the side of the road. They all said they hadn't."
"You see," don Juan said, "all of us go through the same doubts. We are afraid of being mad; unfortunately for us, of course, all of us are already mad."
"All of us are dense Beings," he said. "You're not the only one, Carlitos. I was a bit shook up by my dream for a couple of days, but then I had to work for my living and take care of too many things and really had no time for pondering upon the mystery of my dreams. So I forgot about it in no time at all. I was very much like you. "But one day, a few months later, after a terribly tiring day, I fell asleep like a log in mid-afternoon. It had just started to rain and a leak in the roof woke me up.
I jumped out of bed and climbed on top of the house to fix the leak before it began to pour. I felt so fine and strong,  that I finished in one minute and I didn't even get wet. I thought that the snooze I had taken had done me a lot of good. When I was through I went back into the house to get something to eat and I realized that I could not swallow. I thought I was sick. I mashed some roots and leaves and wrapped them around my neck and went to my bed. And then again when I got to my bed I nearly dropped my pants. I was there in bed asleep! I wanted to shake myself and wake me up, but I knew that that was not the thing one should do. So I ran out of the house. I was panic-stricken. I roamed around the hills aimlessly. I had no idea where I was going and although I had lived all my life there I got lost. I walked in the rain and didn't even feel it. It seemed, that I couldn't think. Then the lightning and thunder became so intense that I woke up again."
He paused for a moment.
"Do you want to know where I woke up?" he asked me.
"Certainly," don Juan answered.
"I woke up in the hills in the rain," he said.
"But how did you know, that you had woken up?" I asked.
"My body knew it," he replied..."It's an inner voice, that tells you what's what. And at that time, it told me, that I had woken up a second time. Of course, as soon as I woke up I became convinced, that I must have been Dreaming. Obviously it had not been an ordinary dream, but it hadn't been dreaming proper either. So I settled for something else: walking in my sleep, half awake, I suppose. I could not understand it in any other way."
Don Genaro said, that his benefactor had explained to him, that what he had gone through was not a dream at all, and that he should not insist on regarding it as walking in his sleep.
"My benefactor explained, that the dream, in which one was watching oneself asleep," don Genaro went on, "was the time of the Double. He recommended, that rather than wasting my power in wondering and asking myself questions, I should use the opportunity to act, and that when I had another chance I should be prepared. My next chance took place at my benefactor's house. I was helping him with the housework. I had lain down to rest and as usual I fell sound asleep. His house was definitely a place of power for me and helped me. I was suddenly aroused by a loud noise and awakened. My benefactor's house was large. He was a wealthy man and had many people working for him.
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The noise seemed to be the sound of a shovel digging in gravel. I sat up to listen and then I stood up. The noise was very unsettling to me but I couldn't figure out why. I was pondering whether to go and check it out when I noticed that I was asleep on the floor. This time I knew what to expect and what to do and I followed the noise. I walked to the back of the house. There was no one there. The noise seemed to come from beyond the house. I kept on following it. The more I followed it the quicker I could move. I ended up at a distant place, witnessing incredible things."
He explained, that at the time of those events he still was in the beginning stages of his apprenticeship and had done very little in the realm of dreaming, but that he had an uncanny (strange) facility to dream, that he was looking at himself.
"Where did you go, don Genaro?" I asked.
"That was the first time, that I had really moved in Dreaming" he said. "I knew enough about it to behave correctly, though. I didn't look at anything directly and ended up in a deep ravine, where my benefactor had some of his power plants."
"What did you see in the ravine, don Genaro?" I asked.
"I saw my benefactor doing some dangerous maneuvers with people. I thought I was there to help him and hid behind some trees. Yet I couldn't have known how to help. I was not dumb, though, and I realized, that the scene was there for me to watch, not to act in."
"When and how and where did you wake up?"
"I don't know when I woke up. It must have been hours later. All I know is, that I followed my benefactor and the other men, and when they were about to reach my benefactor's house the noise, that they made, because they were arguing, woke me up. I was at the place where I had seen myself asleep. Upon waking up, I realized, that whatever I had seen and done, was not a dream. I had actually gone some distance away, guided by the sound."
"Was your benefactor aware of what you were doing?"
"Certainly. He had been making the noise with the shovel to help me accomplish my task. When he walked into the house he pretended to scold me for falling asleep. I knew, that he had seen me. Later on, after his friends had left, he told me, that he had noticed my glow hiding behind the trees."
Don Genaro said, that those three instances set him off on the path of Dreaming, and that it took him fifteen years to have his next chance.
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"...I had then a unique moment. I held two images in my mind, two dreams. I felt, that something in me was deeply asleep and was waking up and I found myself lying on the floor of the ramada with don Juan and don Genaro shaking me. But I also was at the Power Place and don Juan and don Genaro were still shaking me. There was one crucial instant, in which I was neither in one place, nor the other, but I was rather in both places as an observer seeing two scenes at once. I had the incredible sensation, that at that instant I could have gone either way. All I had to do at that moment was to change perspective and rather, than watch either scene from the outside, feel it from the point of view of the subject..."
"Genaro came to see you to tell you something very exclusive," he (Don Juan) said. "When he came out of the bushes, he was Genaro the Double. There is another way to talk about this, that would explain it better, but I can't use it now."
"Why not, don Juan?"
"Because you are not ready yet to talk about the Totality of Oneself. For the time being I can only say, that this Genaro here is not the Double now."
He pointed to don Genaro with a movement of his head. Don Genaro blinked repeatedly.
"The Genaro of last night was the Double. And as I told you already, the Double has Inconceivable (unbelievable) Power. He showed you a most important issue. In order to do that he had to touch you. The Double simply tapped you on the neck, on the same spot the ally walked over you years ago. Naturally, you went out like a light. And naturally too, you indulged like a son of a bitch. It took us hours to round you up...I told you, that Genaro came to show you something, the Mystery of Luminous Beings as Dreamers. You wanted to know about the Double. It begins in Dreams. But then you asked, “What is the Double?” And I said the Double is the Self. The Self dreams the Double. That should be simple, except, that there is nothing simple about us. Perhaps the ordinary dreams of the Self are simple, but that doesn't mean, that the Self is simple. Once it has learned to Dream the Double, the Self arrives at this weird crossroad and a moment comes when one realizes, that it is the Double, who Dreams the Self...Last night Genaro guided you through the intricacies of the Double," don Juan went on. "Only he can do that for you. And it was not a vision or a hallucination when you saw yourself lying on the ground. You could have realized that with infinite clarity, if you had not gotten lost in your indulging, and you could have known then, that you yourself are a Dream, that your Double is dreaming you, in the same fashion, that you dreamed him last night."

"For instance, they (Shamans of Mexico) perceive Energy, as it Flows freely in the Universe, Energy free from the bindings of socialization and syntax (the system of rules in operation), pure Vibratory Energy. They called this act of Seeing.
Don Juan's prime objective (presented factually) was to help me to perceive Energy as it Flows in the Universe. In the world of shamans, to perceive Energy in such a manner is the first mandatory step toward a more engulfing (overwhelmed by), freer view of a different cognitive system (of getting knowledge)...To see Energy as it Flows in the Universe meant , to Don Juan, the capacity to see a Human Being as a Luminous Egg or Luminous Ball of Energy, and to be able to distinguish, in that Luminous Ball of Energy, certain features shared by women/men in common, such as the point of Brilliance in the already brilliant Luminous Ball of Energy. The claim of shamans was, that it was on that point of brilliance, which those shamans called the Assemblage Point, that Perception was assembled. They could extend this thought logically to mean, that it was on that point of Brilliance, that our Cognition (getting knowledge) of the World was manufactured...For the shamans of ancient Mexico, Intent (Law of Intent) was a Force they could visualize when they saw Energy (White Energy of Balance, LM) as it Flows in the Universe! They considered it an all-pervasive Force (spread throughout, permeate), that intervened (appeared) in every aspect of Time and Space. It was the Impetus (a Stimulus, an Impulse) behind everything; but what was of inconceivable (unbelievable) value to those shamans was the Intent - a pure Abstraction - was intimately attached to women/men. Women/men could always manipulate it. The shamans of ancient Mexico realized, that the only way to affect this Force was through impeccable behaviour..."
"...For example, as average men, we were blind to the most Crucial Piece of Knowledge, available to a Human Being: the Existence of the Assemblage Point (Assemblage Point of our Spirits, attached to the bodies, LM) and the fact, that it could move. For a rational man it's unthinkable, that there should be an Invisible (Assemblage) Point (of our Spirit, LM), where Perception is assembled," he (don Juan) went on. "And yet more unthinkable, that such a Point is not in the brain, as he might vaguely expect...that Sorcery was not incantations (chanting of charms, casting of spells) and hocus-pocus, but the Freedom to Perceive not only our World, taken for granted, but Everything Else, what was humanly possible. I asked him to explain again what Unbending Intent was. He said, that... Unbending Intent was also the Force engendered (brought into existence), when the Assemblage Point was maintained fixed in a position, which was not the Usual One. Don Juan then made a meaningful distinction - which had eluded (escaped) me all these years - between a Movement and a Shift of the Assemblage Point. A Movement, he said, was a profound Change of Position, so extreme, that the Assemblage Point might even reach other Bands of Energy within our Total Luminous Mass of Energy Fields. Each Band of Energy represented a completely Different Universe to be perceived. A Shift, however, was a small movement within the Band of Energy Fields we perceived as the World of Everyday Life..." Carlos Castaneda, "The Power of Silence", p. 220-221
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"...The Nagual said, there had been another time, when Mankind had been on the Third Point, which, of course, had been the first point then. But after that, Humankind moved to the Place of Reason. When Silent Knowledge was the First Point, the same condition prevailed (we had our paranormal abilities, LM). Not every Human Being's Assemblage Point was squarely on that position either. This meant, that the True Leaders of Humankind had always been the few Human Beings, whose Assemblage Points happened to be either on the exact Point of Reason or of Silent Knowledge. The rest of Humanity, the old Nagual told don Juan, was merely the audience. In our day, they were the lovers of Reason. In the past, they had been the lovers of Silent Knowledge. They were the ones, who had admired and sung odes to the heroes of either position. The Nagual stated, that Humankind had spent the longer part of its history in the Position of Silent Knowledge, and that this explained our Great Longing for it..."
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"Today you reached the Place of Silent Knowledge," he said with finality. He explained, that that afternoon, My Assemblage Point had moved by itself, without his intervention. I had Intended the Movement by manipulating my feeling of being gigantic, and in so doing, My Assemblage Point had reached the Position of Silent Knowledge. I was very curious to hear how don Juan interpreted my experience. He said, that one way to talk about the Perception, attained in the Place of Silent Knowledge, was to call it "here and here." He explained, that when I had told him, I had felt myself looming over the desert chaparral, I should have added, that I was seeing the desert floor and the top of the shrubs at the same time. Or, that I had been at the place, where I stood and at the same time at the place, where the jaguar was. Thus I had been able to notice how carefully he stepped to avoid the cactus spines. In other words, instead of perceiving the normal here and there, I had perceived "here and here." His comments frightened me. He was right. I had not mentioned that to him, nor had I admitted even to myself, that I had been in two places at once.
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"In order to reach the Third Point of Reference one must perceive two places at once (BILOCATION)."
My Recollecting had put me in a strange mood - it was, as if I had lived the experience just a few minutes earlier. I was suddenly aware of something I had completely missed before. Under don Juan's supervision, I had twice before experienced that divided perception, but this was the first time I had accomplished it all by myself. Thinking about my Recollection, I also realized, that my sensory experience was more complex, than I had at first thought. During the time I had loomed over the bushes, I had been aware - without words or even thoughts - that being in two places, or being "here and here" as don Juan had called it, rendered my perception immediate and complete at both places. But I had also been aware, that my double perception lacked the total clarity of normal Perception. Don Juan explained, that normal Perception had an Axis. "Here and there" were the perimeters of that Axis, and we were partial to the clarity of "here." He said, that in normal Perception, only "here" was perceived completely, instantaneously, and directly. Its twin referent, "there," lacked immediacy. It was inferred (suggested, implied), deduced, expected, even assumed, but it was not apprehended directly with all the senses. When we perceived two places at once, total clarity was lost, but the immediate perception of "there" was gained.
"What you experienced was vital to you, because it opened the road to Silent Knowledge, but the important thing was the jaguar. That jaguar was indeed a Manifestation of the Spirit. That big cat came unnoticed out of nowhere. And he
could have finished us off as surely as I am talking to you. That jaguar was an expression of Magic. Without him you would have had no elation (sense of triumph), no lesson, no realizations.."
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"But was he a real jaguar?" I asked.
"You bet he was real!"
Don Juan observed, that for an average man that big cat would have been a frightening oddity. An average man would have been hard put to explain in reasonable terms what that jaguar was doing in Chihuahua, so far from a tropical jungle.
But a Sorcerer, because he had a Connecting Link with Intent, saw that jaguar as a vehicle to Perceiving - not an oddity, but a Source of Awe...He had asserted, that only the Spirit could move the Assemblage Point... Sorcerers are more aware of their Connection with the Spirit, than the average man and strive (struggle)  to manipulate it. That's all. I've already told you, the Connecting Link with Intent is the Universal feature, shared by Everything There Is...being in two places at once was a milestone Sorcerers used to mark the Moment the Assemblage Point reached the Place of Silent Knowledge. Split Perception, if accomplished by one's own means, was called the Free Movement of the Assemblage Point. He assured me, that every Nagual consistently did everything within his Power to encourage the Free Movement of his apprentices' Assemblage Points. This all-out effort was cryptically called "Reaching Out for the Third Point (BI-LOCATION)."

"The most difficult aspect of the Nagual's Knowledge," don Juan went on, "and certainly the most crucial part of his task is, that of reaching out for the Third Point - the Nagual Intends that Free Movement, and the Spirit channels to the Nagual the means to accomplish it. I had never Intended anything of that sort, until you came along. Therefore, I had never fully appreciated my benefactor's gigantic effort to Intend it for me. Difficult as it is for a Nagual to Intend that Free Movement for his disciples," don Juan went on, "it's nothing compared with the difficulty his disciples have in understanding what the Nagual is doing. Look at the way you yourself struggle! The same thing happened to me. Most of the time, I ended up believing, that the Trickery of the Spirit was simply the Trickery of the Nagual Julian. Later on, I realized I owed him my Life and Well-Being," don Juan continued. "Now I know, I owe him infinitely more. Since I can't begin to describe what I really owe him, I prefer to say he cajoled (persuade by pleading) me into having a Third Point of Reference. The Third Point of Reference is Freedom of Perception; it is Intent; it is the Spirit; the Somersault of Thought into the Miraculous; the Act of Reaching Beyond our Boundaries and Touching the Inconceivable (BI-LOCATION)...To discover the possibility of being in two places at once is very exciting to the mind..."
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I told him, that with me it was not a matter of being appalled or attracted by my experience, but a matter of being frightened by the Immensity of the Possibility of Split Perception. "I can't say, that I don't believe I was in two places at once,"
I said. "I can't deny my experience, and yet I think I am so frightened by it, that my mind refuses to accept it as a fact...
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Don Juan remarked, that we do not have to be students of Sorcery to move our Assemblage Point. Sometimes, due to natural, although dramatic, circumstances, such as war, deprivation, stress, fatigue, sorrow, helplessness, human's
Assemblage Points undergo profound Movements. If the humans, who found themselves in such circumstances, were able to adopt a Sorcerer's ideology, don Juan said, they would be able to maximize that natural Movement with no trouble.
And they would seek and find extraordinary things, instead of doing what men do in such circumstances: craving the return to normalcy. When a Movement of the Assemblage Point is maximized," he went on, "both the average
man or the apprentice in Sorcery becomes a Sorcerer, because by maximizing that Movement, Continuity is shattered beyond repair."
With no preliminaries, and without stopping to think, don Juan then began to tell me a Sorcery Story. He said, that for an entire year he had been the only young person in the Nagual Julian's house. He was so completely self-centered, he had not even noticed, when at the beginning of the second year his benefactor brought three young men and four young women to live in the house. As far as don Juan was concerned, those seven persons, who arrived one at a time over two or three months were simply servants and of no importance. One of the young men was even made his assistant. Don Juan was convinced the Nagual Julian had lured and cajoled them into coming to work for him without wages. And he would have
felt sorry for them, had it not been for their blind trust in the Nagual Julian and their sickening attachment to everyone and everything in the household. His feeling was, that they were born slaves and that he had nothing to say to them.
Yet he was obliged to make friends with them and give them advice, not because he wanted to, but because the Nagual demanded it as part of his work. As they sought his counseling, he was horrified by the poignancy (affecting, touching)
and drama of their life stories. He secretly congratulated himself for being better off, than they. He sincerely felt he was smarter, than all of them put together. He boasted (bragging) to them, that he could see through the Nagual's
maneuvers, although he could not claim to understand them. And he laughed at their ridiculous attempts to be helpful.
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He considered them servile and told them to their faces, that they were being mercilessly exploited by a professional tyrant. But what enraged him was, that the four young women had crushes on the Nagual Julian and would do anything to
please him. Don Juan sought solace (consolation, comfort in sorrow) in his work and plunged into it to forget his anger, or for hours on end he would read the books, that the Nagual Julian had in the house. Reading became his passion. When he was reading, everyone knew not to bother him, except the Nagual Julian, who took pleasure in never leaving him in peace. He was always after don Juan to be friends with the young men and women. He told him repeatedly, that all of them, don Juan included, were his Sorcery apprentices. Don Juan was convinced the Nagual Julian knew nothing about Sorcery, but he humored him, listening to him without ever believing. The Nagual Julian was unfazed (not bothered) by don Juan's lack of trust. He simply proceeded, as if don Juan believed him, and gathered all the apprentices together to give them instruction. Periodically he took all of them on all-night excursions into the local mountains. On most of these excursions the Nagual would leave them by themselves, stranded in those rugged mountains, with don Juan in charge. The rationale (fundamental reasons), given for the trips, was that in solitude, in the wilderness, they would discover the Spirit. But they never did. At least, not in any way don Juan could understand. However, the Nagual Julian insisted so strongly on the importance of knowing the Spirit, that don Juan became obsessed with Knowing, what the Spirit was. During one of those nighttime excursions, the Nagual Julian urged don Juan to go after the Spirit, even if he didn't understand it.
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"Of course, he meant the only thing a Nagual could mean: the Movement of the Assemblage Point," don Juan said. "But he worded it in a way, he believed would make sense to me: go after the Spirit. I thought he was talking nonsense. At that time I had already formed my own opinions and beliefs and was convinced, that the Spirit was, what is known as character, volition, guts, strength. And I believed I didn't have to go after them. I had them all. The Nagual Julian insisted, that the Spirit was indefinable, that one could not even feel it, much less talk about it. One could only beckon (signal or summon by waving) it, he said, by acknowledging its existence. My retort was very much the same as yours: one cannot beckon something, that does not exist."
Don Juan told me he had argued so much with the Nagual, that the Nagual finally promised him, in front of his entire household, that in one single stroke he was going to show him not only what the Spirit was, but how to define it. He also promised to throw an enormous party, even inviting the neighbors, to celebrate don Juan's lesson. Don Juan remarked, that in those days, before the Mexican Revolution, the Nagual Julian and the seven Women of his group passed themselves off as the wealthy owners of a large hacienda. Nobody ever doubted their image, especially the Nagual Julian's, a rich and handsome landholder, who had set aside his earnest desire to pursue an ecclesiastical (related to church) career in order to care for his seven unmarried sisters.
One day, during the rainy season, the Nagual Julian announced, that, as soon as the rains stopped, he would hold the enormous party he had promised don Juan. And one Sunday afternoon he took his entire household to the banks of the river, which was in flood, because of the heavy rains. The Nagual Julian rode his horse, while don Juan trotted respectfully behind, as was their custom, in case they met any of their neighbors;
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as far as the neighbors knew, don Juan was the landlord's personal servant. The Nagual chose for their picnic a site on high ground by the edge of the river. The Women had prepared food and drink. The Nagual had even brought a group of musicians from the town. It was a big party, which included the peons (farm workers) of the hacienda, neighbors, and even passing strangers, that had meandered (walking around) over to join the fun. Everybody ate and drank to his heart's content. The Nagual danced with all the Women, sang, and recited poetry. He told jokes and, with the help of some of the Women, staged skits (comic theatrical sketch) to the delight of all. At a given moment, the Nagual Julian asked, if any of those present, especially the apprentices, wanted to share don Juan's lesson. They all declined. All of them were keenly aware of the Nagual's hard tactics. Then he asked don Juan, if he was sure he wanted to find out what the Spirit was.
Don Juan could not say no. He simply could not back out. He announced, that he was as ready, as he could ever be. The Nagual guided him to the edge of the raging river and made him kneel. The Nagual began a long incantation, in which he invoked (call upon a Higher Power for assistance) the Power of the Wind and the Mountains and asked the Power of the River to advise don Juan. His incantation, meaningful, as it might have been, was worded so irreverently (disrespectful), that everyone had to laugh. When he finished, he asked don Juan to stand up with his eyes closed. Then he took the apprentice in his arms, as he would a child, and threw him into the rushing waters, shouting, "Don't hate the River, for heaven's sake!"
Relating this incident sent don Juan into fits of laughter. Perhaps under other circumstances I, too, might have found it hilarious (gay, merry). This time, however, the story upset me tremendously.
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"You should have seen those people's faces," don Juan continued. "I caught a glimpse of their dismay (dread), as I flew through the air on my way to the river. No one had anticipated, that that devilish Nagual would do a thing like that."
Don Juan said, he had thought it was the end of his life. He was not a good swimmer, and, as he sank to the bottom of the river, he cursed himself for allowing this to happen to him. He was so angry, he did not have time to panic. All he could think about was his resolve (decide upon), that he was not going to die in that frigging (fucking) river, at the hands of that frigging man. His feet touched bottom and he propelled himself up. It was not a deep river, but the flood waters had widened it a great deal. The current was swift (with great speed), and it pulled him along, as he dogpaddled, trying not to let the rushing waters tumble him around. The current dragged him a long distance. And while he was being dragged and trying his best not to succumb (give in), he entered into a strange Fame of Mind. He knew his flaw. He was a very angry man and his pent-up (hidden) anger made him hate and fight with everyone around. But he could not hate or fight the river, or be impatient with it, or fret (agitate), which were the ways he normally behaved with everything and everybody in his life. All he could do with the river was follow its Flow. Don Juan contended (debated), that that simple realization and the acquiescence (acception without protest) it engendered (produced), tipped the scales, so to speak, and he experienced a Free Movement of his Assemblage Point. Suddenly, without being in any way aware of what was happening, instead of being pulled by the rushing water, don Juan felt himself running along the riverbank (BI-LOCATION). He was running so fast, that he had no time to think. A tremendous force was pulling him, making him race over boulders and fallen trees, as if they were not there.
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After he had run in that desperate fashion for quite a while, don Juan braved a quick look at the reddish, rushing water. And he saw himself being roughly tumbled by the current. Nothing in his experience had prepared him for such a moment. He knew then, without involving his thought processes, that he was in two places at once (BI-LOCATION). And in one of them, in the rushing river, he was helpless. All his energy went into trying to save himself. Without thinking about it, he began angling away from the riverbank. It took all his strength and determination to edge an inch at a time. He felt, as if he were dragging a tree. He moved so slowly, that it took him an eternity to gain a few yards. The strain was too much for him. Suddenly he was no longer running; he was falling down a deep well. When he hit the water, the coldness of it made him scream. And then he was back in the river, being dragged by the current. His fright upon finding himself back in the rushing water was so intense, that all he could do was to wish with all his might to be safe and sound on the riverbank. And immediately he was there again, running at breakneck speed parallel to, but a distance from, the river. As he ran, he looked at the rushing water and saw himself struggling to stay afloat. He wanted to yell a command; he wanted to order himself to swim at an angle, but he had no voice. His anguish for the part of him, that was in the water was overwhelming. It served as a bridge between the two Juan Matuses. He was instantly back in the water, swimming at an angle toward the bank. The incredible sensation of alternating between two places was enough to eradicate his fear. He no longer cared about his fate. He alternated freely between swimming in the river and racing on the bank. But whichever he was doing, he consistently moved toward his left, racing away from the river or paddling to the left shore.
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He came out on the left side of the river about five miles downstream. He had to wait there, sheltering in the shrubs, for over a week. He was waiting for the waters to subside, so he could wade (walking through water) across, but he was also waiting, until his fright wore off and he was whole again. Don Juan said, that what had happened was, that the strong, sustained emotion of fighting for his life, had caused his Assemblage Point to move squarely to the place of Silent Knowledge. Because he had never paid any attention to what the Nagual Julian told him about the Assemblage Point, he had no idea what was happening to him. He was frightened at the thought, that he might never be normal again. But as he explored his Split Perception, he discovered its practical side and found, he liked it. He was double for days. He could be thoroughly one or the other. Or he could be both at the same time. When he was both, things became fuzzy and neither Being was effective, so he abandoned that alternative. But being one or the other opened up inconceivable possibilities for him. While he recuperated in the bushes, he established, that one of his Beings was more flexible, than the other and could cover distances in the blink of an eye and find food or the best place to hide. It was this Being, that once went to the Nagual's house to see, if they were worrying about him. He heard the young people crying for him, and that was certainly a surprise. He would have gone on watching them indefinitely, since he adored the idea of finding out what they thought of him, but the Nagual Julian caught him and put an end to it. That was the only time he had been truly afraid of the Nagual. Don Juan heard the Nagual telling him to stop his nonsense.
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The Nagual appeared suddenly, a jet black, bell-shaped object of immense weight and strength. He grabbed don Juan. Don Juan did not know how the Nagual was grabbing him, but it was hurting in a most unsettling way. It was a sharp nervous pain he felt in his stomach and groin.
"I was instantly back on the riverbank," don Juan said, laughing. "I got up, waded the recently subsided river, and started to walk home."
He paused then asked me what I thought of his story. And I told him, that it had appalled me.
"You could have drowned in that river," I said, almost shouting. "What a brutal thing to do to you. The Nagual Julian must have been crazy!"
"Wait a minute," don Juan protested. "The Nagual Julian was devilish, but not crazy. He did, what he had to do in his role as Nagual and Teacher. It's true, that I could have died. But that's a risk we all have to take. You yourself could have been easily eaten by the jaguar, or could have died from any of the things I have made you do. The Nagual Julian was bold and commanding and tackled everything directly. No beating around the bush with him, no mincing words..."
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"At that time," don Juan continued, "I didn't appreciate his Art, and I certainly didn't like what he did to me, but now, whenever I think about it, I admire him all the more for his superb and direct way of placing me in the Position of Silent Knowledge."
Don Juan said, that because of the Enormity of his experience, he had totally forgotten the Monstrous Man. He walked unescorted almost to the door of the Nagual Julian's house, then changed his mind and went instead to the Nagual Elias's place, seeking solace (indulge in sorrow). And the Nagual Elias explained to him the deep consistency of the Nagual Julian's actions. The Nagual Elias could hardly contain his excitement, when he heard don Juan's story. In a fervent
(ardent, passionate) tone he explained to don Juan, that his benefactor was a supreme Stalker, always after practicalities. His endless quest was for pragmatic views and solutions. His behavior that day at the river had been a masterpiece of Stalking. He had manipulated and affected everyone. Even the River seemed to be at his command. The Nagual Elias maintained, that while don Juan was being carried by the current, fighting for his life, the River helped him understand, what the Spirit was. And thanks to that understanding, don Juan had the opportunity to enter directly into Silent Knowledge. Don Juan said, that, because he was a callow (immature) youth, he listened to the Nagual Elias without understanding a word, but was moved with sincere Admiration for the Nagual's Intensity.
First, the Nagual Elias explained to don Juan, that Sound and the Meaning of Words were of Supreme Importance to Stalkers. Words were used by them as keys to open anything, that was closed. Stalkers, therefore, had to state their aim before attempting to achieve it. But they could not reveal their true aim at the outset, so they had to word things carefully to conceal the main thrust (force into specific situation).
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The Nagual Elias called this Act Waking Up Intent. He explained to don Juan, that the Nagual Julian Woke up Intent by affirming emphatically (boldly) in front of his entire household, that he was going to show don Juan, in one stroke, what the Spirit was and how to define it. This was completely nonsensical, because the Nagual Julian knew there was no way to define the Spirit. What he was really trying to do was, of course, to place don Juan in the Position of Silent Knowledge.
After making the statement, which concealed his true aim, the Nagual Julian gathered as many people as he could, thus making them both his witting (acknowledged) and unwitting accomplices (partners-witnesses). All of them knew about his stated goal, but not a single one knew, what he really had in mind. The Nagual Elias's belief, that his explanation would shake don Juan out of his impossible stand of total rebelliousness and indifference was completely wrong. Yet the Nagual patiently continued to explain to him, that while he had been fighting the current in the river, he had reached the Third Point.
The old Nagual explained, that the Position of Silent Knowledge was called the Third Point, because in order to get to it, one had to pass the Second Point, the Place of No Pity.
He said, that don Juan's Assemblage Point had acquired sufficient fluidity for him to be double, which had allowed him to be in both the Place of Reason and in the Place of Silent Knowledge, either alternately or at the same time. The Nagual told don Juan, that his accomplishment was magnificent. He even hugged don Juan, as if he were a child. And he could not stop talking about how don Juan, in spite of not knowing anything - or maybe, because of not knowing anything - had transferred his Total Energy from one place to the other.
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Which meant to the Nagual, that don Juan's Assemblage Point had a most propitious (favourable), natural Fluidity. He said to don Juan, that every Human Being had a capacity for that Fluidity. For most of us, however, it was stored away and we never used it, except on rare occasions, which were brought about by Sorcerers, such as the experience he had just had, or by dramatic natural circumstances, such as a life-or-death struggle. Don Juan listened, mesmerized by the sound of the old Nagual's voice. When he paid attention, he could follow anything the man said, which was something he had never been able to do with the Nagual Julian. The old Nagual went on to explain, that Humanity was on the first point, reason, but that not every Human Being's Assemblage Point was squarely on the Position of Reason. Those, who were on the spot itself, were the true Leaders of Mankind. Most of the time they were Unknown People, whose genius was the exercising of their Reason. The Nagual said, there had been another time, when Mankind had been on the Third Point, which, of course, had been the first point then. But after that, Humankind moved to the Place of Reason. When Silent Knowledge was the First Point, the same condition prevailed (we had our paranormal abilities, LM). Not every Human Being's Assemblage Point was squarely on that position either. This meant, that the True Leaders of Humankind had always been the few Human Beings, whose Assemblage Points happened to be either on the exact Point of Reason or of Silent Knowledge. The rest of Humanity, the old Nagual told don Juan, was merely the audience. In our day, they were the lovers of Reason. In the past, they had been the lovers of Silent Knowledge. They were the ones, who had admired and sung odes to the heroes of either position. The Nagual stated, that Humankind had spent the longer part of its history in the Position of Silent Knowledge, and that this explained our great longing for it.
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Don Juan asked the old Nagual what exactly the Nagual Julian was doing to him. His question sounded more mature and intelligent, than what he really meant. The Nagual Elias answered it in terms totally unintelligible to don Juan at that time. He said, that the Nagual Julian was coaching don Juan, enticing (attract) his Assemblage Point to the Position of Reason, so he could be a Thinker, rather than merely part of an unsophisticated, but emotionally charged audience, that loved the orderly Works of Reason. At the same time, the Nagual was coaching don Juan to be a true Abstract Sorcerer, instead of merely part of a morbid and ignorant audience of lovers of the Unknown. The Nagual Elias assured don Juan, that only a Human Being, who was a Paragon (model for excellence) of Reason could move his Assemblage Point easily and be a Paragon of Silent Knowledge. He said, that only those, who were squarely in either position could see the other position clearly, and that that had been the way the Age of Reason came to being. The Position of Reason was clearly seen from the Position of Silent Knowledge. The old Nagual told don Juan, that the one-way Bridge from Silent Knowledge to Reason was called "Concern." That is, the Concern, that True Men of Silent Knowledge had about the Source of what they knew. And the other one-way Bridge, from Reason to Silent Knowledge, was called "Pure Understanding."
That is, the recognition, that told the Man of Reason, that Reason was only one island in an endless sea of islands. The Nagual added, that a Human Being, who had both One-way Bridges working, was a Sorcerer in direct contact with the Spirit, the Vital Force, that made both positions possible. He pointed out to don Juan, that everything the Nagual Julian had done that day at the river, had been a show, not for a human audience, but for the Spirit, the Force, that was watching him.
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He pranced (moved about in a lively manner) and frolicked with abandon and entertained everybody, especially the Power, he was addressing. Don Juan said, that the Nagual Elias assured him, that the Spirit only listened, when the speaker speaks in gestures. And gestures do not mean signs or body movements, but acts of true abandon, acts of largesse (generosity), of humor. As a gesture for the Spirit, Sorcerers bring out the best of themselves and silently offer it to the Abstract..."








Carlos Castaneda - "The Fire From Within", The Explanation of What it is to 'See' Something, which is not Visible to the Ordinary Ey
e :

"...Seers See a human as a field of energy, which looks like a Luminous Egg. The majority of people, he said, have their fields of energy divided into two  parts.
A few men and women have four or sometimes three parts. Because these people are more resilient, than the average human, they can become Naguals after  learning to See...As a Nagual, don Juan was the leader of a group of Seers, known as the Nagual's Party, which was composed of eight female Seers, Cecilia, Delia, Hermelinda,  Carmela, Nelida, Florinda, Zuleica, and Zoila; three male Seers, Vicente, Silvio Manuel, and Genaro; and four couriers or messengers, Emilito, John Tuma, Marta, and  Teresa. In addition to leading the Nagual's Party, don Juan also taught and guided a group of apprentice Seers, known as the New Nagual's Party. It consisted of four  young men, Pablito, Nestor, Eligio, and Benigno, along with five women, Soledad, la Gorda, Lidia, Josefina, and Rosa. I was the nominal leader of the New Nagual's Party, together with the Nagual-Woman Carol."


Carlos Castaneda - "The Power of Silence"

НАГУАЛ ИМЕЕТ по одному ОТДЕЛЕНИЮ В ЛЕВОЙ И В ПРАВОЙ СТОРОНЕ ТЕЛА, и то ОТДЕЛЕНИЕ В ЛЕВОЙ СТОРОНЕ ЕЩЁ ДЕЛИТСЯ НА 2е ЧАСТИ
(у обычного человека этого нет)! Всё вместе выглядит как-будто
НАГУАЛ состоит не из одного Светящегося Шара, а из 4х Шаров.  
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"Then he explained the role of the guide in the lives of sorcerers. He said, that a guide is called "the Nagual," and that the Nagual is a Man or a Woman with  extraordinary energy, a Teacher, who has sobriety, endurance, stability; someone Seers see as a Luminous Sphere, having four compartments, as if four Luminous Balls have been compressed together. Because of their extraordinary energy, Naguals are intermediaries. Their energy allows them to channel Peace, Harmony, Laughter, and Knowledge directly from the Source, from Intent, and transmit them to their companions. Naguals are responsible for supplying, what sorcerers call "the minimal chance": the Awareness of one's connection with Intent..."
"You must recollect the first time your eyes shone," he said, "because, that was the first time your Assemblage Point reached the place of No Pity. Ruthlessness possessed you then. Ruthlessness makes Sorcerers' Eyes Shine, and that Shine beckons (signals) Intent. Each spot, to which their Assemblage Points move, is indicated by a Specific Shine of Their Eyes. Since their eyes have their own memory, they can call up the recollection of any spot by calling up the Specific Shine, associated with that spot." He explained, that the reason Sorcerers put so much emphasis on the Shine of Their Eyes and on their gaze, is because the Eyes are directly connected to Intent. Contradictory, as it might sound, the Truth is, that the Eyes are only superficially (be near the surface) connected to the World of  Everyday Life. Their deeper connection is to the Abstract. I could not conceive how my eyes could store that sort of information, and I said as much. Don Juan's reply was, that man's possibilities are so vast and mysterious,  that Sorcerers, rather than thinking about them, had chosen to explore them, with no hope of ever understanding them. I asked him, if an average man's eyes were  also affected by Intent. "Of course!" he exclaimed. "You know all this. But you know it at such a deep level, that it is Silent Knowledge. You haven't sufficient energy to explain it, even to yourself. The average man knows the same thing about his eyes, but he has even less energy, than you. The only advantages Sorcerers may have over average men is, that they have stored their energy, which means a more precise, clearer Connecting Link with Intent. Naturally, it also means they can recollect at will, using the shine of their eyes to move their Assemblage Points." Don Juan stopped talking and fixed me with his gaze. I clearly felt his eyes guiding, pushing and pulling something indefinite in me.
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I could not break away from his stare. His concentration was so intense, it actually caused a physical sensation in me: I felt, as if I were inside a furnace..."To discover the possibility of being in two places at once is very exciting to the mind," he said."
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"I think we've come to the point in NDE research, where it's difficult to make a distinction between thought and light.
In the near-death experience thought seems to be light, " she observes...Like OBEers, after NDEers have detached from the physical, they find themselves in one of two forms, either as a disembodied cloud of energy, or as a hologram-like body, sculpted by thought..."One man described it by saying, that if he stopped thinking, he was merely a cloud in an endless cloud, undifferentiated", he observes. "But as soon, as he started to think, he became himself"...At first the bodies, Whitton's subjects assumed, resembled the persons, they had been in their last life. But as their experience in the between-life state continued, they gradually became a kind of hologram-like composite of all of their past lives. This composite identity even had a name, separate from any of the names, they had used in their physical incarnations... we are all ultimately just frequency phenomena, patterns of some unknown vibratory energy enfolded in the greater matrix of the frequency domain..."I realized, that each person and thing has its own musical tone range as well, as its own color range says an Arizona housewife, who had an NDE during childbirth. "If you can imagine yourself effortlessly moving in and out among prismatic rays of light and hearing each person's musical notes join and harmonize with your own, when you touch or pass them, you would have some idea of the unseen world." The woman, who encountered many individuals in the afterlife realm, who manifested only as clouds of colors and sound, believes the mellifluous tones, each soul emanates, are, what people are describing, when they say, they hear beautiful music in the ND dimension...it is the ability to "simultaneously comprehend the Whole and every part..."


This extract below is about the Size of the Souls of Naguals and the Role, that Naguals play in everybodies' lives, esp. in Sorcerers' lives, from Carlos Castaneda's "The Power of Silence", p. 4-5 :

"...Then he (Don Juan) explained (to Carlos) the Role of the Guide in the Lives of Sorcerers. He said, that a Guide is called "the Nagual," and that the Nagual is a Man or a Woman with Extraordinary Energy, a Teacher, who has Sobriety, Endurance, Stability; someone Seers Seeas a Luminous Sphere having Four compartments, as if four Luminous Balls have been compressed together. Because of their Extraordinary Energy, Naguals are Intermediaries. Their Energy allows them to channel Peace, Harmony, Laughter and Knowledge directly from the Source, from Intent (Law of Intent), and transmit them to their companions. Naguals are responsible for supplying what Sorcerers call "the minimal chance": the Awareness of one's connection with Intent...Dreaming is the Vehicle, that brings Dreamers to this World," the Emissary said, "and everything, Sorcerers know about Dreaming, was taught to them by us. Our World is connected to yours by a Door called Dreams. We know how to go through that Door, but Men don't. They have to learn it...When I became used to the light, I vaguely distinguished some dark, moving Shapes. After a while, it seemed to me, that focusing my Dreaming Attention on those Moving Shapes made them substantial. I noticed, that there were three types: some of them were round, like Balls; others were like Bells; and others yet like gigantic, undulating (wave-like) Candle Flames. All of them were basically round and the same size. I judged, that they were three to four feet in diameter. There were hundreds, perhaps even thousands of them...This is the Shadows' World," the Emissary's Voice said, as soon as I was there. "But, even though we are Shadows, we shed light. Not only are we Mobile, but we are the Light in the Tunnels. We are another kind of Inorganic Being, that exists here. There are three kinds: one is like an Immobile Tunnel, the Other is like a Mobile Shadow. We are the Mobile Shadows. The Tunnels give us their Energy, and we do their bidding (commands)...
"But what difference does knowing the Shadows' World make?"
"A great deal of difference. Dreamers are taken there only, when the Inorganic Beings are sure the Dreamers are going to stay in that World. We know this through the Old Sorcerers' Stories...


"The Art of Dreaming", p. 219, 246 and "The Power of Silence", p. 220-221:

"I have already said to you, that to be a natural Man or a natural Woman is a matter of Positioning the Assemblage Point," don Juan said. "By natural I mean someone, who was born either Male or Female.
To a Seer, the shiniest part of the Assemblage Point (of our Spirits, LM) faces outward, in the case of Females and Inward, in the case of Males. The Tenant's Assemblage Point was originally facing inward (male), but he changed it by twisting it around and making his egglike energy shape look like a shell, that has curled up on itself (to face outside, to become a female, LM)...For example, as average men, we were blind to the most Crucial Piece of Knowledge, available to a Human Being: the Existence of the Assemblage Point (Tuning Point of our Spirits, LM) and the fact, that it could Move. For a rational man it's unthinkable, that there should be an Invisible (Assemblage) Point (of our Spirit, LM), where Perception is assembled," he went on. "And yet more unthinkable, that such a Point is not in the brain, as he might vaguely expect...
that Sorcery was not incantations (chanting of charms, casting of spells) and hocus-pocus, but the Freedom to Perceive not only the World, taken for granted, but everything else, that was humanly possible.
I asked him to explain again what Unbending Intent was. He said, that... Unbending Intent was also the Force engendered (brought into existence), when the Assemblage Point was maintained fixed in a Position, which was not the Usual One. Don Juan then made a meaningful distinction - which had eluded (escaped) me all these years - between a Movement and a Shift of the Assemblage Point. A Movement, he said, was a profound Change of Position, so extreme, that the Assemblage Point might even reach Other Bands of Energy within our Total Luminous Mass of Energy Fields. Each Band of Energy represented a completely Different (Parallel one, LM) Universe to be perceived. A Shift, however, was a Small movement within the Band of Energy Fields we perceived as the World of Everyday Life..."

Here is the most unusual information from "The Active Side of Infinity" (or briefly - Intent) by Carlos Castaneda, p. 168. This Disintegrating Force concerns everyone :

"...In the case of the recapitulation, the secret option, that only Sorcerers take, is to choose to enhance their True Minds. The haunting memory of your recollections," Don Juan went on, "could come only from your True Mind. The other (reptilian) mind, that we all have and share is, I would say, a cheap reptilian model: economy strength, one size fits all. But this is a subject, that we will discuss later. What is at stake now is the advent (arrival) of a Disintegrating Force. But not a Force, that is disintegrating you - I don't mean it that way. It is disintegrating what the Sorcerers call the Foreign Reptilian Installation, which exists in your mind and in every other human being' mind. The effect of the Force, that is descending on you, which is disintegrating the Foreign Installation, is that it pulls Sorcerers out of their syntax (list of rules, LM)... The males, going through it, suffer infinitely more damage, than the females. I suppose, it's the condition of women to be more durable. The Sorcerers of ancient Mexico, acting as a group, tried their best to buttress (withstand) the impact of this Disintegrating Force. In our day, we have no means of acting as a group, so we must brace ourselves to face in solitude a Force, that will sweep us away from language, for there is no way to describe adequately what is going on."
p. 172-173
"... you have entered an irreversible process. Your true mind is emerging, waking up from a state of lifelong lethargy. "Infinity is claiming you," he continued.  "Whatever means it uses to point, that out to you cannot have any other reason, any other cause, any other value, than that. What you should do, however, is to be prepared for the onslaughts of infinity. You must be in a state of continuously bracing yourself for a blow of tremendous magnitude...
p. 175
Your true mind is emerging, and it has nothing to do with the mind, that is a Foreign Installation..."

Carlos Castaneda - "The Fire From Within", p.p. 155-156, 189-192

"Don Juan and Genaro found, that statement so hilarious, that they rolled on the floor laughing. I asked don Juan to explain my experience with la Catalina. And both of them again howled with laughter. "Women are definitely more bizarre, than men," don Juan finally said. "The fact, that they have an extra opening between their legs makes them fall prey to strange influences. Strange, powerful forces possess them through that opening (vagina). That's the only way I can understand their quirks (oddity, whim)." He kept silent for a while, and I asked, what he meant by that.
"La Catalina came to us as a giant worm," he replied. Don Juan's expression when he said that, and Genaro's explosion of laughter, took me into sheer mirth.
I laughed, until I was nearly sick. Don Juan said, that la Catalina's skill was so extraordinary, that she could do anything she wanted in the realm of the beast. Her unparalleled display had been motivated by her affinity (liking) with me. The final result of all that, he said, was that la Catalina pulled my assemblage point with her.
"What did you two do as worms?" Genaro asked and slapped me on the back. Don Juan seemed to be close to choking with laughter.
"That's why I've said, that women are more bizarre, than men," he commented at last.
"I don't agree with you," Genaro said to don Juan. "The Nagual Julian didn't have an extra hole between his legs and he was more weird, than la Catalina. I believe she learned the worm image from him. He used to do that to her." Don Juan jumped up and down, like a child, who is trying to keep from wetting his pants.
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When he had regained a measure of calm, don Juan said, that the Nagual Julian had a knack for creating and exploiting the most bizarre situations. He also said, that  la Catalina had given me a superb example of the shift below. She had let me see her as the being, whose form she had adopted by moving her assemblage point, and she had then helped me move mine to the same position, that gave her her monstrous appearance.
"The other teacher, that the Nagual Julian had," don Juan went on, "taught him how to get to specific spots in that immensity of the area below. None of us could follow him there, but all the members of his party did, especially la Catalina and the Woman Seer, who taught her." Don Juan further said, that a shift below entailed a view, not of another world proper, but of our same world of everyday life seen from a different perspective. He added, that in order for me to see another world, I had to perceive another great band of the Eagle's emanations. He then brought his explanation to an end. He said, that he had no time to elaborate on the subject of the great bands of emanations, because we had to be on our way... He said, that usually the Organic Beings (humans), with their greater fields of energy, are the initiators of communication with Inorganic Beings, but a subtle and sophisticated follow-up is always the province of the Inorganic Beings. Once the barrier is broken, Inorganic Beings change and become what Seers call Allies. From that moment Inorganic Beings can anticipate the Seers's most subtle thoughts or moods or fears. "The old Seers became mesmerized by such devotion from their Allies," he went on. "Stories are, that the old Seers could make their Allies do anything they wanted. That was one of the reasons they believed in their own invulnerability. They got fooled by their self-importance. The Allies have power only if the Seer, who Sees them, is the paragon of impeccability; and those old Seers just weren't..."Are there as many Inorganic Beings, as there are living organisms?" I asked. He said, that Inorganic Beings are not as plentiful, as Organic Ones, but that this is offset (compensated) by the greater number of bands of Inorganic Awareness. Also, the differences among the Inorganic Beings themselves are more vast, than the differences among organisms, because organisms belong to only one band, while Inorganic Beings belong to seven bands. "Besides, Inorganic Beings live infinitely longer, than organisms," he continued. "This matter is what prompted the old Seers to concentrate their Seeing on the Allies, for reasons I will tell you about later on." He said, that the old Seers also came to realize, that it is the high energy of organisms and the subsequent high development of their Awareness, that make them delectable morsels (greatly pleasing snack) for the Eagle..."You must bear in mind, that everything on the Earth is encased," he continued. "Whatever we perceive is made up of portions of cocoons or vessels with emanations. Ordinarily, we don't perceive the containers of Inorganic Beings at all. The total world is made of the forty-eight bands," he said. "The world, that our assemblage point assembles for our normal perception, is made up of two bands; one is the organic band, the other is a band, that has only structure, but no Awareness. The other forty-six great bands are not part of the world we normally perceive. There are other complete worlds, that our assemblage points can assemble," he went on. "The old Seers counted seven such worlds, one for each band of Awareness. I'll add, that two of those worlds, besides the world of everyday life, are easy to assemble; the other five are something else...
"How big are their cocoons?" I asked.
"The cocoon of a giant tree is not much larger, than the tree itself. The interesting part is, that some tiny plants have a cocoon almost as big, as a human's body and three times its width. Those are power plants. They share the largest amount of emanations with man, not the emanations of Awareness, but other emanations in general. Another thing unique about plants is, that their Luminosities have different casts. They are pinkish in general, because their Awareness is pink. Poisonous plants are a pale yellow pink and medicinal plants are a bright violet pink. The only ones, that are white pink are power plants; some are murky white, others are brilliant white. But the real difference between plants and other Organic Beings is the location of their assemblage points. Plants have it on the lower part of their cocoon, while other Organic Beings have it on the upper part of their cocoon."
"What about the Inorganic Beings?" I asked. "Where do they have their assemblage points?"
"Some have it on the lower part of their containers," he said. "Those are thoroughly alien to human, but akin to plants. Others have it anywhere on the upper part of their containers. Those are close to human and other Organic Creatures." He added, that the old Seers were convinced, that plants have the most intense communication with Inorganic Beings; very large trees and very small plants have their assemblage points extremely low in their cocoon. Because of this, a great number of the old Seers' sorcery techniques were means (ways) to harness the Awareness of trees and small plants in order to use them as guides to descend to, what they called, the deepest levels of the dark regions..."
"Don Juan stated, that Genaro, being the indisputable Master of Awareness, had shown me the Dreaming Body many times, while I was in a state of normal awareness. The effect, that Genaro was after with his demonstrations, was to make my assemblage point move, not from a position of Heightened Awareness, but from its normal setting. Don Juan told me then, as if he were letting a secret be known, that Genaro was waiting for us in some fields near the house to show me his Dreaming Body. He repeated over and over, that I was now in the perfect state of Awareness to See and understand, what the Dreaming Body really is.Then he had me get up, and we walked through the front room to reach the door to the outside. As I was about to open the door, I noticed, that someone was lying on the pile of floor mats, that the apprentices used as beds. I thought, that one of the apprentices must have returned to the house, while don Juan and I were talking in the kitchen. I went up to him, and then I realized, that it was Genaro. He was sound asleep, snoring peacefully, lying face down. "Wake him up," don Juan said to me. "We've got to be going. He must be dead tired." I gently shook Genaro. He slowly turned around, made the sounds of someone, waking up from a deep slumber. He stretched his arms, and then he opened his eyes. I screamed involuntarily and jumped back. Genaro's eyes were not human eyes at all. They were two points of intense amber light. The jolt of my fright had been so intense, that I became dizzy. Don Juan tapped my back and restored my equilibrium. Genaro stood up and smiled at me. His features were rigid. He moved, as if he were drunk or physically impaired. He walked by me and headed directly for the wall. I winced at the imminent crash, but he went through the wall, as if it were not there at all. He came back into the room through the kitchen doorway. And then, as I looked in true horror, Genaro walked on the walls, with his body parallel to the ground, and on the ceiling, with his head upside down. I fell backwards, as I tried to follow his movements. From that position I didn't see Genaro anymore; instead I was looking at a blob of light, that moved on the ceiling above me and on the walls, circling the room..."
"Then don Juan started his story about the Nagual Julian. He said, that the Nagual Julian spent many, many years waiting for having an apprentice Nagual (to replace Nagual Julian when he leave Earth). He stumbled on don Juan one day while returning home after a short visit with acquaintances in a nearby village.
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He was, in fact, thinking about an apprentice Nagual, as he walked on the road, when he heard a loud gunshot and saw people scrambling in every direction. He ran with them into the bushes by the side of the road and only came out from his hiding place at the sight of a group of people gathered around someone wounded, lying on the ground. The wounded person was, of course, don Juan, who had been shot by the tyrannical foreman. The Nagual Julian Saw instantly, that don Juan was a special man, whose cocoon was divided into four sections instead of two; he also realized, that don Juan was badly wounded. He knew, that he had no time to waste. His wish had been fulfilled, but he had to work fast, before anyone sensed, what was going on. He held his head and cried: "They've shot my son!"
He was traveling with one of the Female Seers of his party, a husky Indian woman, who always officiated publicly as his mean shrewish wife. They were an excellent team of Stalkers. He cued the Woman Seer, and she also started weeping and wailing for their son, who was unconscious and bleeding to death. The Nagual Julian begged the onlookers not to call the authorities, but rather to help him move his son to his house in the city, which was some distance away. He offered money to some strong young men, if they would carry his wounded, dying son. The men carried don Juan to the Nagual Julian's house. The Nagual was very generous with them and paid them handsomely. The men were so touched by the grieving couple, who had cried all the way to the house, that they refused to take the money, but the Nagual Julian insisted, that they take it, to give his son luck. For a few days, don Juan did not know what to think about the kind couple, who had taken him into their home. He said that to him, the Nagual Julian appeared as an almost senile old man. He was not an Indian, but was married to a young, irascible, fat Indian wife, who was as physically strong, as she was ill-tempered. Don Juan thought, that she was definitely a curer, judging by the way she treated his wound and by the quantities of medicinal plants stashed away in the room, where they had put him. The woman also dominated the old man and made him tend to don Juan's wound every day. They had made a bed for don Juan out of a thick floor mat, and the old man had a terrible time kneeling down to reach him. Don Juan had to fight not to laugh at the comical sight of the frail old man trying his best to bend his knees. Don Juan said, that while the old man washed his wound, he would mumble incessantly; he had a vacant look in his eyes; his hands shook, and his body trembled from head to toe. When he was down on his knees, he could never get up by himself. He would call his wife, yelling in a raspy voice, filled with contained anger. The wife would come into the room and both of them would get into a horrible argument. Often she would walk out, leaving the old man to get up by himself. Don Juan assured me, that he had never felt so sorry for anyone, as he felt for that poor, kind old man. Many times he wanted to rise and help him up, but he could hardly move himself. Once the old man spent half an hour cursing and yelling, as he puffed and crawled like a slug, before he dragged himself to the door and painfully lifted himself up to a standing position. He explained to don Juan, that his poor health was due to advanced age, broken bones, that had not mended properly, and rheumatism. Don Juan said, that the old man raised his eyes toward heaven and confessed to don Juan, that he was the most wretched man on earth; he had come to the curer for help and had ended up marrying her and becoming a slave."I asked the old man, why he didn't leave," don Juan continued. "The old man's eyes widened with fear.
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He choked on his own saliva, trying to hush me and then he went rigid and fell down like a log on the floor, next to my bed, trying to make me stop talking. 'You don't know what you're saying; you don't know what you're saying. Nobody can run away from this place, ' the old man kept on repeating with a wild expression in his eyes. And I believed him. I was convinced, that he was more miserable, more wretched, than I had ever been myself. And with every day, that passed, I became more and more uncomfortable in that house. The food was great and the woman was always out curing people, so I was left with the old man. We talked a lot about my life. I liked to talk to him. I told him, that I had no money to pay him for his kindness, but that I would do anything to help him. He told me, that he was beyond help, that he was ready to die, but that if I really meant, what I said, he would appreciate it, if I would marry his wife after he died. Right then I knew, the old man was nuts. And right then I also knew, that I had to run away as soon, as possible." Don Juan said, that when he was well enough to walk around unaided, his benefactor gave him a chilling demonstration of his ability, as a Stalker. Without any warning or preamble, he put don Juan face to face with an inorganic living being. Sensing, that don Juan was planning to run away, he seized the opportunity to scare him with an ally, that was somehow able to look like a monstrous man. "The sight of that ally nearly drove me insane," don Juan continued. "I couldn't believe my eyes, and yet the monster was right in front of me. And the frail old man was next to me whimpering and begging the monster to spare his life. You see, my benefactor was like the old Seers; he could dole out his fear, a piece at a time, and the ally was reacting to it. I didn't know that. All I could see with my very own eyes, was a horrendous creature advancing on us, ready to tear us apart, limb from limb. The moment the ally lurched onto us, hissing like a serpent, I passed out cold. When I came to my senses again, the old man told me, that he had made a deal with the creature." He explained to don Juan, that the man had agreed to let both of them live, provided don Juan enter the man's service. Don Juan apprehensively asked what was involved in the service. The old man replied, that it would be slavery, but pointed out, that don Juan's life had nearly ended a few days back, when he had been shot. Had not he and his wife come along to stop the bleeding, don Juan would surely have died, so there was really very little to bargain with, or to bargain for. The monstrous man knew that and had him over a barrel. The old man told don Juan to stop vacillating and accept the deal, because if he refused, the monstrous man, who was listening behind the door, would burst in and kill them both on the spot and be done with it. "I had enough nerve to ask the frail old man, who was shaking like a leaf, how the man would kill us," don Juan went on. "He said, that the monster planned to break all the bones in our bodies, starting with our feet, as we screamed in unspeakable agony, and that it would take at least five days for us to die. I accepted that man's conditions instantly. The old man, with tears in his eyes, congratulated me and said, that the deal wasn't really that bad. We were going to be more prisoners, than slaves of the monstrous man, but we would eat at least twice a day; and since we had life, we could work for our freedom; we could plot, connive, and fight our way out of that hell...As long, as don Juan faced a scared, frail old man, who seemed helpless, he was fairly at ease, comfortable. But one day, soon after they had made the deal with what don Juan thought of as a monstrous-looking man, his comfort was shot to pieces, when the Nagual Julian gave don Juan another unnerving demonstration of his stalking skills. Although don Juan was quite well by then, the Nagual Julian still slept in the same room with him in order to nurse him. When he woke up that day, he announced to don Juan, that their captor was gone for a couple of days, which meant, that he did not have to act like an old man. He confided to don Juan, that he only pretended to be old, in order to fool the monstrous-looking man. Without giving don Juan time to think, he jumped up from his mat with incredible agility; he bent over and dunked his head in a pot of water and kept it there for a while. When he straightened up, his hair was jet black, the gray hair had washed away, and don Juan was looking at a man, he had never seen before, a man perhaps in his late thirties. He flexed his muscles, breathed deeply, and stretched every part of his body, as if he had been too long inside a constricting cage. "When I saw the Nagual Julian, as a young man, I thought, that he was indeed the devil," don Juan went on.
"I closed my eyes and knew, that my end was near. The Nagual Julian laughed until he was crying.Don Juan said, that the Nagual Julian then put him at ease, by making him shift back and forth between the right side and the left side Awareness. "For two days the young man pranced (резвился) around the house," don Juan continued. "He told me stories about his life and jokes, that sent me reeling around the room with laughter. But what was even more astounding was, the way his wife had changed. She was actually thin and beautiful. I thought she was a completely different woman. I raved about how complete her change was and how beautiful she looked. The young man said, that when their captor was away, she was actually another woman." Don Juan laughed and said, that his devilish benefactor was telling the truth. The woman was really another Seer of the Nagual's Party. Don Juan asked the young man, why they pretended to be, what they were not. The young man looked at don Juan, his eyes filled with tears, and said, that the mysteries of the world are indeed unfathomable. He and his young wife had been caught by inexplicable forces and had to protect themselves with that pretense. The reason why he carried on, the way he did, as a feeble old man, was that their captor was always peeking in through cracks in the doors. He begged don Juan to forgive him for having fooled him. Don Juan asked who that monstrous-looking man was. With a deep sigh, the young man confessed, that he could not even guess. He told don Juan, that although he himself was an educated man, a famous actor from the theater in Mexico City, he was at a loss for explanations. All he knew was, that he had come to be treated for the consumption, that he had suffered from for many years. He was near death, when his relatives brought him to meet the curer. She helped him to get well, and he fell madly in love with the beautiful young Indian and married her. His plans were to take her to the capital, so they could get rich with her curing ability. Before they started on the trip to Mexico City, she warned him, that they had to disguise themselves, in order to escape a sorcerer. She explained to him, that her mother had also been a curer, and had been taught curing by that master sorcerer, who had demanded that she, the daughter, stay with him for life. The young man said, that he had refused to ask his wife about that relationship. He only wanted to free her, so he disguised himself, as an old man and disguised her, as a fat woman. Their story did not end happily. The horrible man caught them and kept them as prisoners. They did not dare to take off their disguise in front of that nightmarish man, and, in his presence, they carried on, as if they hated each other; but in reality, they pined for each other and lived only for the short times, when that man was away. Don Juan said, that the young man embraced him and told him, that the room, where don Juan was sleeping, was the only safe place in the house. Would he please go out and be on the lockout, while he made love to his wife? "The house shook with their passion," don Juan went on, "while I sat by the door, feeling guilty for listening and scared to death, that the man would come back any minute. And sure enough, I heard him coming into the house. I banged on the door, and when they didn't answer, I walked in. The young woman was asleep naked and the young man was nowhere in sight. I had never seen a beautiful naked woman in my life. I was still very weak. I heard the monstrous man rattling outside. My embarrassment and my fear were so great, that I passed out...I went through all that myself. If you feel the way you do on hearing about the Nagual Julian, think of the way I must have felt myself living in his house for years. I judged him, I feared him, and I envied him, in that order. I also loved him, but my envy was greater, than my love. I envied his ease, his mysterious capacity to be young or old at will; I envied his flair and above all his influence on whoever happened to be around. It would drive me up the walls to hear him engage people in the most interesting conversation. He always had something to say; I never did, and I always felt incompetent, left out."
"I've been telling you all along about the great findings, that the old Seers made," he said. "Just as they found out, that organic life is not the only life present on Earth, they also discovered, that the Earth itself is a Living Being. The old Seers Saw, that the Earth has a Cocoon," he went on. "They Saw, that there is a Ball, encasing the Earth, a Luminous Cocoon, that entraps the Eagle's emanations. The Earth is a Gigantic Sentient (conscious) Being, subjected to the same forces we are." He explained, that the old Seers, on discovering this, became immediately interested in the practical uses of that knowledge. The result of their interest was, that the most elaborate categories of their sorcery had to do with the Earth. They considered the Earth to be the ultimate source of everything we are. Don Juan reaffirmed, that the old Seers were not mistaken in this respect, because the Earth is indeed our ultimate source...The magic key, that opens the Earth's doors, is made of internal silence plus anything, that shines...He explained, that what he called the Key to Everything, was the firsthand Knowledge, that the Earth is a Sentient (conscious) Being and, as such, can give warriors a tremendous boost; it is an impulse, that comes from the Awareness of the Earth Itself at the instant, in which the emanations, inside warriors' cocoons, are aligned with the appropriate emanations inside the Earth's Cocoon. Since both the Earth and Human are Sentient Beings, their emanations coincide, or rather, the Earth has all the emanations, present in human and all the emanations, that are present in all Sentient Beings, organic and inorganic for that matter. When a moment of alignment takes place, Sentient Beings use that Alignment in a limited way and perceive their world. Warriors can use that alignment either to perceive, like everyone else, or as a boost, that allows them to enter unimaginable worlds."

Carlos Castaneda "Eagle's Gift", p. 43-45:

The feature of those Luminous Eggs, that had impressed me the most, was their movements. They did not walk. They moved in a floating manner, yet they were grounded. The way, they moved, was not pleasing. Their movements were stilted, wooden, and jerky. When they were in motion, the whole egg shape became smaller and rounder; they seemed to jump or jerk, or shake up and down with great speed. The result was a most annoying nervous shivering. Perhaps the closest,
I can get to describing the physical discomfort, caused by their motion, would be to say, that I felt, as if the images on a moving picture screen had been speeded up. Another thing, that had intrigued me, was that I could not detect any legs. I had once seen a ballet production, in which the dancers mimicked the movement of soldiers on ice skates; for that effect they wore loose tunics, that hung all the way to the floor. There was no way to see their feet: thus the illusion, that they were gliding on ice. The Luminous Eggs, that paraded in front of me, gave the impression, that they were sliding on a rough surface. Their Luminosity shook up and down almost imperceptibly, yet enough to make me nearly ill. When the Eggs were in repose (rest) they became elongated. Some of them were so long and rigid, that they brought to mind the idea of a wooden icon. Another, even more disturbing feature of the Luminous Eggs, was the Absence of Eyes. I had never realized so acutely, how we are drawn to the eyes of Living Beings. The Luminous Eggs were thoroughly alive; they were observing me with great curiosity. I could see them jerking up and down, leaning over to watch me, but without any eyes. Many of those Luminous Eggs had black Spots (Holes) on them, Huge Spots below the midsection. Others did not. La Gorda had told me, that reproduction affects the bodies of both Men and Women, by causing a Hole to appear below the stomach, but the spots on those Luminous Eggs did not seem like Holes to me. They were areas with no Luminosity, but there was no depth to them. Those, that had the black Spots, seemed to be mellow, tired; the crest (ridge, plume, helmet) of their Egg shape was wilted (became limp, flaccid, droop, less energetic or spirited), it looked opaque in comparison to the rest of their Glow. The ones without Spots, on the other hand, were dazzlingly bright. They were vibrant, filled with Energy and Whiteness...
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The Power, that governs the destiny of all living beings is called the Eagle, not because it is an eagle or has anything to do with an eagle, but because it appears to the Seer as an immeasurable jet-black eagle, standing erect, as an eagle stands, its height reaching to Infinity. As the Seer gazes on the Blackness, that the Eagle is, four blazes of light reveal, what the Eagle is like. The first blaze, which is like a bolt of lightning, helps the Seer make out the contours of the Eagle's body. There are patches of whiteness, that look like an eagle's feathers and talons. A second blaze of lightning reveals the flapping, wind-creating Blackness, that looks like an eagle's wings. With the third blaze of lightning the Seer beholds a piercing, inhuman eye. And the fourth and last blaze discloses, what the Eagle is doing. The Eagle is devouring the Awareness of all the creatures, that alive on Earth, a moment before and now dead, have floated to the Eagle's beak, like a ceaseless swarm of fireflies, to meet their owner, their reason for having had life. The Eagle disentangles these tiny flames, lays them flat, as a tanner  stretches out a hide, and then consumes them; for Awareness is the Eagle's food. The Eagle, that Power, that governs the destinies of all living things, reflects equally and at once all those living things. There is no way, therefore, for man to pray to the Eagle, to ask favors, to hope for grace. The human part of the Eagle is too insignificant to move the whole. It is only from the Eagle's actions, that a Seer can tell, what it wants. The Eagle, although it is not moved by the circumstances of any living thing, has granted a gift to each of those beings. In its own way and right, any one of them, if it so desires, has the power to keep the flame of Awareness, the Power to disobey the summons (request to appear, gather) to die and be consumed. Every living thing has been granted the power, if it so desires, to seek an opening to freedom and to go through it. It is evident to the Seer, who Sees the Opening, and to the creatures, that go through it, that the Eagle has granted that gift, in order to perpetuate (prolong the memory) Awareness. For the purpose of guiding living things to that Opening, the Eagle created the Nagual. The Nagual is a Double Being, to whom the rule has been revealed. Whether it be in the form of a human being, an animal, a plant, or anything else, that lives, the Nagual, by virtue of its Doubleness, is drawn to seek that hidden passageway. The Nagual comes in pairs, Male and Female. A Double Man and a Double Woman become the Nagual only after the rule has been told to each of them, and each of them has understood it and accepted it in full. To the eye of the Seer, a Nagual Man or Nagual Woman appears, as a Luminous Egg with four compartments. Unlike the average human being, who has two sides only, a left and a right, the Nagual has a left side divided into two long sections, and a right side equally divided in two. The Eagle created the first Nagual Man and Nagual Woman as Seers and immediately put them in the world to See. It provided them with four female warriors, who were Stalkers, three male warriors, and one male courier, whom they were to nourish, enhance, and lead to freedom. The female warriors are called the four directions, the four corners of a square, the four moods, the four winds, the four different female personalities, that exist in the human race...In order to make sure, that the first Nagual Man would lead his party to freedom and not deviate from that path or become corrupted, the Eagle took the Nagual Woman to the other World to serve as a beacon, guiding the party to the Opening.

Carlos Castaneda - "The Second Ring Of Power"

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"What's the meaning of being INCOMPLETE? Everyone has told me, that you're the only one, who can explain that," I said.
"It's a very simple matter," she said. "A COMPLETE Person is one, who has never had children." She paused, as if she were allowing me time to write down, what she had said. I looked up from my notes. She was staring at me, judging the effect of her words. "I know, that the Nagual told you exactly, what I've just said,"
she continued. "You didn't pay any attention to him and you probably haven't paid any attention to me, either." I read my notes out loud and repeated what she had said. She giggled. "The Nagual said, that an INCOMPLETE Person is one, who has had children," she said, as if dictating to me. She scrutinized me, apparently waiting for a question or a comment. I had none. "Now I've told you everything about being Complete and Incomplete," she said. "And I've told you, just like the Nagual told me. It didn't mean anything to me at that time, and it doesn't mean anything to you now." I had to laugh at the way she patterned herself after don Juan.
"An Incomplete Person has a Hole in the stomach," she went on. "A Sorcerer can See it as plainly, as you can see my head. When the Hole is on the left side of one's stomach, the child, who created that Hole, is of the same sex. If it is on the right side, the child is of the opposite sex. The Hole on the left side is black, the one on the right is dark brown."
"Can you See that Hole in anyone, who has had children?"
"Sure. There are two ways of Seeing it. A Sorcerer may See it in Dreaming or by looking directly at a person. A Sorcerer, who Sees, has no problems in viewing the Luminous Being to find out, if there is a Hole in the Luminosity of the Body. But even if the Sorcerer doesn't know how to See, he can look and actually distinguish the darkness of the Hole through the clothing." She stopped talking. I urged her to go on. "The Nagual told me, that you write and then you don't remember, what you wrote," she said with a tone of accusation. I became entangled in words, trying to defend myself. Nonetheless, what she had said, was the Truth. Don Juan's words always had had a double effect on me: once, when I heard for the first time whatever he had said, and then, when I read at home, whatever I had written down and had forgotten about. Talking to la Gorda, however, was intrinsically (inherent)  different. Don Juan's apprentices were not in any way as engulfing (overwhelming), as he was.  Their revelations, although extraordinary, were only missing pieces to a jigsaw puzzle. The unusual character of those pieces was, that with them the picture did not become clearer, but that it became more and more complex.
"You had a brown Hole in the right side of your stomach," she continued. "That means, that a Woman emptied you. You made a Female child. The Nagual said, that
I had a huge Black Hole myself, because I made two Women. I never saw the Hole, but I've Seen other people with Holes like mine.
"You said, that I had a Hole; don't I have it anymore?"
"No. It's been patched. The Nagual helped you to patch it. Without his help, you would be more empty, than you are now."
"What kind of patch is it?"
"A patch in your Luminosity. There is no other way of saying it. The Nagual said, that a Sorcerer, like himself, can fill up the Hole anytime.
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But, that filling is only a patch without Luminosity. Anyone, who Sees or does Dreaming, can tell, that it looks like a lead patch on the Yellow Luminosity of the rest of the body.
"The Nagual patched you and me and Soledad. But then he left it up to us to put back the shine, the Luminosity."
"How did he patch us?"
"He's a Sorcerer, he put things in our bodies. He replaced us. We are no longer the same. The patch is what he put there himself."
"But how did he put those things there and what were they?"
"What he put in our bodies was his own Luminosity and he used his hand to do that. He simply reached into our bodies and left his fibers there. He did the same with all of his six children and also with Soledad. All of them are the same. Except Soledad; she's something else." La Gorda seemed unwilling to go on. She vacillated (hesitate, sway from one side to the other) and almost began to stutter (speak with repetition, prolongation, hesitation).
"What is dona Soledad?" I insisted.
"It's very hard to tell," she said after considerable coaxing (urge, persuade, plead). "She is the same, as you and me, and yet she's different. She has the same Luminosity, but she's not together with us. She goes in the opposite direction. Right now she's more like you. Both of you have patches, that look like lead. Mine is gone and I'm again a Complete, Luminous Egg. That is the reason I said, that you and I will be exactly the same someday, when you become Complete again. Right now, what makes us almost the same is the Nagual's Luminosity and the fact, that both of us are going in the same direction and, that we both were empty."
"What does a Complete Person look like to a Sorcerer?" I asked.
"Like a Luminous Egg made out of Fibers," she said. "All the Fibers are Complete; they look like strings, taut strings. It looks, as if the strings have been tightened like a drum is tightened. "On an empty person, on the other hand, the fibers are crumpled up at the edges of the Hole. When they have had many children, the Fibers don't look like Fibers anymore. Those People look like two chunks of Luminosity, separated by blackness. It is an awesome sight. The Nagual made me See them one day, when we were in a park in the city."

Carlos Castaneda "The Art of Dreaming" (about Inorganic Beings), p. 99:

When my objective inquiry into the subject of Inorganic Beings no longer mattered to me, don Juan himself brought up the subject of my Dream Journey into that Inorganic World. He said, "I don't think you are aware of the Regularity of your Meetings with Inorganic Beings."
He was right. I had never bothered to think about it. I commented on the oddity of my oversight.
"It isn't an oversight," he said. "It's the nature of that Realm to foster (promote) Secretiveness. Inorganic Beings veil themselves in Mystery, Darkness. Think about their World: Stationary, fixed to draw us like moths to a light or a fire. There is something the Emissary hasn't dared to tell you so far: that the Inorganic Beings are after our Awareness or the Awareness of any Being, that falls into their nets. They'll give us Knowledge, but they'll extract a payment: our Total Being."
"Do you mean, don Juan, that the Inorganic Beings are like fishermen?"
"Exactly. At one moment, the Emissary will show you Men, who got caught in there or other Beings, that are not Human, that also got caught in there."
Revulsion and fear should have been my response. Don Juan's revelations affected me deeply, but in the sense of creating uncontainable curiosity. I was nearly panting.
"Inorganic Beings can't force anyone to stay with them," don Juan went on. "To live in their World is a voluntary affair. Yet they are capable of imprisoning any one of us by catering to our desires, by pampering and indulging us. Beware of Awareness, that is immobile. Awareness like that has to seek movement, and it does this, as I've told you, by creating projections, phantasmagorical projections (like in the movie Men in Black, LM) at times."
I asked don Juan to explain what "phantasmagorical projections" meant.
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He said, that Inorganic Beings hook onto Dreamers' innermost Feelings and play them mercilessly. They create Phantoms to please Dreamers or frighten them. He reminded me, that I had wrestled with one of those Phantoms. He explained, that Inorganic Beings are superb Projectionists, who delight in Projecting themselves like pictures on the wall.
"The Old Sorcerers were brought down by their inane (silly) trust in those Projections," he continued. "The Old Sorcerers believed their Allies had Power. They over
looked the fact, their Allies were Tenuous (lacking substance) Energy, projected through Worlds, like in a Cosmic Movie (hologram)."
"You are contradicting yourself, don Juan. You yourself said, that the Inorganic Beings are real. Now you tell me, that they are mere pictures."
"I meant to say, that the Inorganic Beings, in our World, are like moving pictures, projected on a screen; and I may even add, that they are like moving pictures of rarefied (selective, esoteric) Energy, projected through the boundaries of two Worlds."
"But what about Inorganic Beings in their World? Are they also like moving pictures?"
"Not a chance. That World is as real, as our World. The Old Sorcerers portrayed the Inorganic Beings' World as a Blob of Caverns and Pores, floating in some Dark Space. And they portrayed the Inorganic Beings, as Hollow Canes bound together, like the cells of our bodies. The Old Sorcerers called that Immense Bundle the Labyrinth of Penumbra (partial Shadow between Dark and Light).  The Inorganic Beings are glued together, like the cells of the body," don Juan went on. "When they put their Awareness together, they are unbeatable."...He said, that Sorcerers have seen, that there are two types of Conscious Beings roaming the Earth, the Organic and the Inorganic, and that in comparing one with the other, they have seen, that both are Luminous Masses, crossed from every imaginable angle by millions of the Universe's Energy Filaments. They are different from each other in their shape and in their degree of brightness. Inorganic Beings are Long and Candlelike, but opaque, whereas Organic Beings are round and by far the brighter. Another noteworthy difference, which don Juan said Sorcerers have seen, is, that the Life and Consciousness of Organic Beings is short-lived, because they are made to hurry, whereas the Life of Inorganic Beings is infinitely longer and their Consciousness infinitely more calm and deeper."
...I confessed, that something in that World had been giving me all along the sensation, I was unique. What created this most pleasant and clear feeling of being exclusive, was not the Voice of the Dreaming Emissary, or anything I could consciously think about.
"That's exactly, what floored the Old Sorcerers," don Juan said.
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"The Inorganic Beings did to them, what they are doing to you now; they created for them the Sense of being Unique, exclusive, plus a more pernicious (deadly) Sense yet: the Sense of having Power. Power and Uniqueness are unbeatable as corrupting forces. Watch out!"
"How did you avoid that danger yourself, don Juan?"
"I went to that World a few times, and then I never went back."

Выдержки из книги Карлоса Кастанеды "Искусство Выходов из Тела" (Carlos Castaneda "The Art of Dreaming"):

"Don Juan was called the Nagual. It was explained to me, that this concept refers to any person, male or female, who possesses a Specific Kind of Energy Configuration, which to a Seer appears as a Double Luminous Ball. Seers believe, that when One of These People enters into the Sorcerers' World, that extra Load of Energy is turned into a Measure of Strength and the Capacity for Leadership. Thus, the Nagual is the Natural Guide, the Leader of a Party of Sorcerers."

Дон Хуан (don Juan): "В общем, Женщины имеют естественную способность общаться с этим Миром Невидимых Неорганических Существ или НС (Inorganic Beings); Женщины-Маги, конечно, в этом - Чемпионы, но Карол Тигс (Женщина) лучше, чем все кого я знаю, потому что как Nagual Woman - Женщина-Нагуал, она имеет Неиссякаемую Энергию."
Я (Карлос) подумал, что поймал Дон Хуана на слове, имея ввиду серьёзное противоречие. Раньше он мне говорил, что НС (Неорганические Существа) совсем не заинтересованы в Женщинах, а сейчас он мне говорит обратное.
"Нет. Я не утверждаю противоположное," ввернул он, когда я прижал его к стенке. "Я говорил тебе, что НС (Неорганические Существа) не гоняются за Женщинами; а только за Мужчинами. Но я также говорил тебе, что все НС (Неорганические Существа) - Женского Рода, и что вся Вселенная - в основном Женского Рода. А теперь, делай выводы сам."
(Для тех, кто читал эту книгу Карлоса Кастанэды : The Dreaming Emissary - Спящий Эмиссар или Помощник Неорганических Существ - это нефизическое  Существо женского рода ! ЛМ).
"Hold your Dream view of them (Alies) in your Mind. The reason they have saturated you with their presence in your Dreams is, that they want to create a memory of their shape in your Mind...What I felt was an electric discharge, that almost made me drop the dark figure.
Don Juan stressed over and over, that My Energy Body had to unite all its resources, in order to act.
"But hasn't My Energy Body been acting all along?" I asked.
"Part of it has, otherwise you wouldn't have journeyed to the Inorganic Beings' Realm," he replied. "Now your Entire Energy Body has to be engaged to perform the Drill of the Third Gate... At the Third Gate, then, we need Irrational Fluidity, Irrational Abandon to counteract that Insistence."... but there had been nothing in my experience, comparable to the Fear I felt after my bout (wresling match) with the Inorganic Beings."

To remember, then, means to relocate the Assemblage Point on the exact position it occupied at the time those entrances into the Second Attention occurred. Don Juan assured me not only, that sorcerers have Total and Absolute Recall, but that they relive every experience they had in the Second Attention by this Act of returning their Assemblage Point to each of those specific positions. He also assured me, that Sorcerers dedicate a lifetime to fulfilling this task of  Remembering. In the Second Attention, don Juan gave me very detailed explanations of Sorcery, knowing, that the Accuracy and Fidelity (Loyalty) of such instruction will remain with me, faithfully intact, for the duration of my life. About this quality of faithfulness he said, "Learning something in the Second Attention is just like learning, when we were children. What we learn remains with us for life. "It's second nature with me," we say when it comes to something we've learned very early in life... Lack of Energy is what has put a tight lid on Your Memory," Don Juan said. "When you have sufficient Energy, your Memory will work fine...Energy tends to be cumulative; if you follow the Warrior's Way impeccably, a Moment will come when Your Memory Opens Up...
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Yet all this wealth of experience was inaccessible to my normal Memory. Only in the presence of don Juan were those memories at my disposal. I asked him about this strange situation once, when we were at the National Museum of Anthropology and History in Mexico City.
"It just happens, that the presence of the Nagual induces a Shift of the Assemblage Point," he said. He guided me then into one of the display rooms of the museum (of Anthropology and History in Mexico City)  and said, that my question was apropos (appropriate) to what he had been planning to tell me.
"My intention was to explain to you, that the Position of the Assemblage Point is like a Vault (chamber), where Sorcerers keep their records," he said. "I was tickled pink, when your Energy Body felt my Intent and you asked me about it. The Energy Body knows immensities (boundless). Let me show you how much it knows."
He instructed me to enter into Total Silence. He reminded me, that I was already in a special State of Awareness, because my Assemblage Point had been made to Shift by his presence. He assured me, that entering into Total Silence was going to allow the sculptures in that room to make me See and Hear inconceivable (unbelievable) things. He added, apparently to increase my confusion, that some of the archaeological pieces in that room had the capacity to produce, by themselves, a Shift of the Assemblage Point, and that, if I reached a state of Total Silence, I would be actually witnessing scenes pertaining to the lives of the people, who made those pieces. He then began the strangest tour of a museum I have ever taken. He went around the room, describing and interpreting astounding details of every one of the large pieces. According to him, every archaeological piece in that room was a purposeful record, left by the People of Antiquity, a record, that don Juan, as a Sorcerer, was reading to me, as one would read a book. "Every piece here is designed to make the Assemblage Point Shift," he went on. "Fix your gaze on any of them, Silence Your Mind, and find out whether or not your Assemblage Point can be made to Shift."
"How would I know, that it has shifted?"
"Because you would See and Feel things, that are beyond your normal reach."
I gazed at the sculptures and Saw and Heard things, that I would be at a loss to explain. In the past, I had examined all those pieces with the bias of anthropology, always bearing in mind the descriptions of scholars in the field. Their descriptions of the functions of those pieces, rooted in modern man's cognition of the World, appeared to me, for the first time, to be utterly prejudiced, if not asinine (utterly stupid). What don Juan said about those pieces and what I heard and saw myself, gazing at them, was the farthest thing from what I had always read about them. My discomfort was so great, that I felt obliged to apologize to don Juan for, what
I thought, was my suggestibility. He did not laugh or make fun of me. He patiently explained, that Sorcerers were capable of leaving accurate records of their findings in the Position of the Assemblage Point. He maintained, that when it comes to getting to the essence of a written account, we have to use our sense of sympathetic or imaginative participation to go beyond the mere page, into the experience itself. However, in the Sorcerers' World, since there are no written pages, total records, which can be relived, instead of read, are left in the Position of the Assemblage Point. To illustrate his argument, don Juan talked about the Sorcerers' Teachings for the Second Attention. He said, that they are given, when the apprentice's Assemblage Point is on a place, other, than the normal one. The Position of the Assemblage Point becomes, in this manner, the Record of the Lesson.
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In order to play the Lesson back, the apprentice has to Return his/her Assemblage Point to the Position it occupied, when the Lesson was given. Don Juan concluded his remarks by reiterating, that to Return the Assemblage Point to All the Positions it Occupied, when the Lessons were Given, is an Accomplishment of the Highest Magnitude. "The Recapitulation of our Lives never ends, no matter how well we've done it once," don Juan said. "The reason average people lack volition (willing, choosing, deciding) in their Dreams is, that they have never Recapitulated, and their lives are filled to capacity with heavily loaded emotions like memories, hopes, fears, et cetera, et cetera...
"How can this be, don Juan? How could I have forgotten all this?" And he reaffirmed the same things, he always did.
"This type of remembering or forgetting has nothing to do with normal memory," he assured me. "It has to do with the movement of the Assemblage Point."


"The Active Side of Infinity" (INORGANIC BEINGS ARE OUR RELATIVES ! LM)

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"Don Juan said, that the Inorganic Beings, who populated our Twin World, were considered, by the Sorcerers of his Lineage, to be our Relatives. Those shamans believed, that it was futile (useless, vain) to make friends with our family members, because the demands, levied on us for such friendships, were always exorbitant (excessive). He said, that that type of Inorganic Being, who are our first cousins, communicate with us incessantly, but that their communication with us is not at the level of Conscious Awareness. In other words, we know all about them in a subliminal way, while they know all about us in a deliberate, conscious manner.
"The Energy from our first cousins is a drag (move with great difficulty)!" don Juan went on. "They are as fucked, up as we are. Let's say, that the Organic and Inorganic Beings of our Twin Worlds are the children of two sisters, who live next door to each other. They are exactly alike although they look different. They cannot help us, and we cannot help them. Perhaps we could join together, and make a fabulous family business corporation, but that hasn't happened. Both branches of the family are extremely touchy and take offense over nothing, a typical relationship between touchy first cousins. The crux of the matter, the Sorcerers of ancient Mexico believed, that both, Human Beings and Inorganic Beings from the Twin Worlds, are profound egomaniacs (extreme egotism, obsessive preoccupation with the self)."
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According to don Juan, another classification, that the Sorcerers of ancient Mexico made of the Inorganic Beings, was that of Scouts, or Explorers, and by this they meant Inorganic Beings, that came from the depths of the Universe and which were possessors of Awareness, infinitely sharper and faster, than that of Human Beings. Don Juan asserted, that the Old Sorcerers had spent generations polishing their Classification schemes, and their conclusions were, that certain types of
Inorganic Beings from the category of Scouts or Explorers, because of their vivaciousness, were akin to Human. They could make liaisons and establish a symbiotic relation with men. The Old Sorcerers called these kinds of Inorganic Beings - the Allies. Don Juan explained, that the crucial mistake of those shamans with reference to this type of Inorganic Being, was to attribute human characteristics to that impersonal energy and to believe, that they could harness it. They thought of those blocks of Energy as their helpers, and they relied on them without comprehending that, being pure Energy, they didn't have the power to sustain any effort."
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"... I saw then two men approaching. They seemed to be local men, perhaps Yaqui Indians from one of the Yaqui towns in the vicinity. They came and stood by me. One of them nonchalantly asked me how I had been. I wanted to smile at him, laugh, but I couldn't. My face was extremely rigid. Yet I was ebullient. I wanted to jump up and down, but I couldn't. I told him, that I had been fine. Then I asked them who they were. I said to them, that I didn't know them, and yet I sensed an extraordinary familiarity with them. One of the men said, matter-of-factly, that they were my Allies. I stared at them, trying to memorize their features, but their features changed."
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"They seemed to mold themselves to the mood of my stare. No thoughts were involved. Everything was a matter, guided by visceral (derived from emotions) sensations. I stared at them long enough to erase their features completely, and finally, I was facing two shiny Blobs of Luminosity, that vibrated. The Blobs of Luminosity did not have boundaries. They seemed to sustain themselves cohesively from within. At times, they became flat, wide. Then they would take on a verticality again, at the height of a man. Suddenly, I felt don Juan's arm hooking my right arm and pulling me from the boulder. He said, that it was time to go. The next moment, I was in his house again, in central Mexico, more bewildered than ever."
"Today, you found Inorganic Awareness, and then you Saw it, as it really is," he said. "Energy is the irreducible residue of everything. As far, as we are concerned, to see Energy directly is the bottom line for a Human Being. Perhaps there are other things beyond that, but they are not available to us."
Don Juan asserted all this over and over, and every time he said it, his words seemed to solidify me more and more, to help me return to my normal state. I told don Juan everything I had witnessed, everything I had heard. Don Juan explained to me, that I had succeeded that day in transforming the anthropomorphic shape of the Inorganic Beings into their essence: impersonal Energy aware of itself."

DESCRIPTION OF A TOTAL HIGHER SELF BY CARLOS CASTANEDA - ОПИСАНИЕ НАШЕГО ТОТАЛЬНОГО ВЫСШЕГО СУЩЕСТВА КАРЛОСОМ КАСТАНЕДА:

"I again had the sensations of being tossed, spinning, and falling down at a tremendous speed. Then I exploded. I disintegrated. Something in me gave out; it released something, I had kept locked up all my life. I was thoroughly aware then, that my secret reservoir had been tapped and, that it poured out unrestrainedly. There was  no longer the sweet unity I call "me." There was nothing and yet, that nothing was filled. It was not light or darkness, hot or cold, pleasant or unpleasant. It was not,  that I moved or floated or was stationary, neither was I a Single Unit, a Self, as I am accustomed to being. I was a Myriad of Selves, which were all "Me," a colony of  separate Units, that had a special allegiance (loyalty, fidelity) to one another and would join unavoidably to form one single Awareness, my Human Awareness. It was not, that I "knew" beyond the shadow of a doubt, because there was nothing, I could have "known" with, but all my Single  Awarenesses "knew", that the "I", "the "Me," of my familiar world was a Colony, a Conglomerate (forming into adhering mass) of separate and independent feelings, that had an Unbending Solidarity  to one another. The Unbending Solidarity of my Countless Awarenesses, the Allegiance (loyalty), that those parts had for one another, was my Life Force. A way of  describing that unified sensation, would be to say, that those Nuggets of Awareness were scattered; each of them was aware of itself and none was more  predominant, than the other. Then something would stir them, and they would join and emerge onto an area, where All of Them had to be pooled in one Clump  (clustered mass), the "Me" I know. As "Me" "Myself" then, I would witness a coherent scene of worldly activity, or a scene, that pertained (related) to other worlds  and which I thought must have been pure imagination, or a scene, that pertained to "pure thinking," that is, I had views of intellectual systems, or of ideas strung  (string) together, as verbalizations. In some scenes I talked to myself to my heart's content. After every one of those coherent views the "Me" would disintegrate
and be nothing once more...You are a Cluster. This is the sorcerers' explanation."


Carlos Castaneda - "The Power of Silence":

"Nagual seers see as a Luminous Sphere having four compartments, as if four Luminous Balls have been compressed together. Because of their extraordinary energy, naguals are intermediaries. Their energy allows them to channel Peace, Harmony, Laughter, and Knowledge directly from the Source, from Intent, and transmit them to their companions...Dreaming, the Control and Utilization of Dreams; Stalking, the Control of Behavior."

"Do you know that at this very moment you are surrounded by Eternity? And do you know, that you can use that Eternity, if you so desire?"
"Do you know that you can extend yourself forever in any of the directions I have pointed to?"

Carlos Castaneda - "Power of Silence", p. 98-101 (описание 5го уровня сознания):

"This beautiful prairie was bathed in a Glow that, like Rays of Light, emanated from the land itself. Wherever I looked, I saw familiar features: rocks, hills, rivers, forests, canyons, enhanced and transformed by their inner vibration, their Inner Glow. This Glow, that was so pleasing to my eyes also tingled out of my very Being...As I stared at the wondrous sight, Filaments of Light began to radiate from everything on that prairie. At first it was like the explosion of an infinite number of short fibers, then the fibers became long Threadlike Strands of Luminosity, bundled together into Beams of Vibrating Light, that reached Infinity. There was really no way for me to make sense of what I was seeing, or to describe it, except as Filaments of Vibrating Light. The Filaments were not intermingled or entwined. Although they sprang, and continued to spring, in every direction, each one was separate, and yet all of them were inextricably (incapable of being freed) bundled together...Don Juan had explained, that the Universe is made up of Energy Fields, which defy description or scrutiny (surveillance). He had said, that they resembled Filaments of ordinary Light, except, that ordinary electric Light is Lifeless, compared to the Eagle's Emanations, which exude (come gradually through an opening) Awareness. I had never, until this night, been able to see them in a sustained manner, and indeed they were made out of a Light, that was alive."
 
"...the Art of Dreaming is concerned with the Displacement of the Assemblage Point. Then he defined Stalking as the Art, that deals with the Fixation of the Assemblage Point on any location, to which it is displaced...important to Make it Stay Fixed on its New Position. He explained, that if the Assemblage Point does not become stationary, there is no way, that we can Perceive Coherently. We would Experience then a Kaleidoscope of Disassociated Images... In other words, we can then be guided to perceive more in Terms of Our System, than in Terms of Our Senses. He assured me, that Human Perception is Universally homogeneous (similar), because the Assemblage Points of the Whole Human Race are Fixed on the Same Spot! The Old Sorcerers preferred the Shifts of the Assemblage Point, so they were always on more or less known, predictable ground. We prefer the Movements of the Assemblage Point. The Old Sorcerers were after the Human Unknown. We are after the Nonhuman Unknown."
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"He patiently explained, that by Staring at the foliage, I would accomplish a minute Displacement of my Assemblage Point. Then, by summoning (calling) my  Dreaming Attention through Staring at Individual Leaves, I would actually Fixate that minute Displacement, and my Cohesion would make me perceive in terms of the Second Attention. He added, with a chuckle, that the Process was so simple, it was ridiculous. Don Juan was right. All I needed was to Focus my Sight on the Leaves, maintain it, and in one instant I was drawn into a Vortex-like sensation, extremely like the Vortexes in my Dreams. The Foliage of the mesquite tree became a Universe of Sensory Data. It was as if the foliage had swallowed me, but it was not only My Sight, that was engaged; if I touched the leaves, I actually felt them. I could also smell them. My Dreaming Attention was multisensorial instead of solely visual, as in my regular Dreaming. What had begun as Gazing at the foliage of the mesquite tree, had turned into a Dream. I believed I was in a Dreamt tree, as I had been in trees of countless Dreams. And, naturally, I behaved in this Dreamt tree as I had learned to behave in my Dreams; I moved from item to item, pulled by the Force of a Vortex, that took shape on whatever part of the tree I focused my multisensorial Dreaming Attention. Vortexes were formed not only on Gazing, but also on touching anything with any part of my body."
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"A sudden motion around me shook everything and virtually made me emerge from a clump of leaves, as if I had broken away from the tree's magnetic pull. I was  facing then, from an elevation, an immense horizon. Dark mountains and green vegetation surrounded me. Another jolt of Energy made me shake from my bones  out; then I was somewhere else. Enormous trees loomed everywhere. They were bigger, than the Douglas firs of Oregon and Washington State. Never had I seen a forest like that. The scenery was such a contrast to the aridness of the Sonoran desert, that it left me with no doubt, that I was having a Dream. I held on to that  extraordinary view, afraid to let go, knowing, that it was indeed a Dream and would disappear, once I had run out of Dreaming Attention. But the images lasted, even when I thought I should have run out of Dreaming Attention. A horrifying thought crossed my mind then: what if this was neither a Dream, nor the Daily World?
Frightened, as an animal must experience fright, I recoiled (shrink, spring back) into the clump of leaves I had emerged from. The momentum of my backward motion kept me going through the tree foliage and around the hard branches. It pulled me away from the tree, and in one split second I was standing next to don Juan, at the door of his house, in the desert in Sonora."
 
"All Women are Dreamers...Through the Medium of Awareness, Scouts from All over the Universe come to us, and vice versa; via Awareness, (all Women and men-sorcerers) Sorcerers go to the Ends of the Universe...Awareness is an Energetic Element...For Sorcerers, who See, Awareness is a Glow. They can hitch (connect, attach) their Energy Body to that Glow and go with it...Women, in general, have a natural bent for the Realm (of Inorganic Beings); Sorceresses are, of course, the Champions...the Inorganic Beings don't pursue Females; they only go after Males.  But I've also said to you, that the Inorganic Beings are Female, and that the Entire Universe is Female to a large degree...The Women of your party (group), on the other hand, do it (visit the Inorganic Beings' World) like changing skirts."

"The Death Defier was unavoidably caught in the nets of the Inorganic Beings. Carol estimated, that he spent perhaps thousands of years as a captive, until the moment he was capable of transforming himself into a Woman. He had clearly seen this, as his way out of that World the day he found out, that the Inorganic Beings regard the Female Principle as imperishable (eternal). They believe, that the Female Principle has such a pliability (adaptation, flexibility) and its Scope is so vast, that its members are impervious (not affected) to traps and setups and can hardly be held captive. The Death Defier's Transformation was so complete and so  detailed, that she was instantly spewed out of the Inorganic Beings' Realm.
"Did she tell you, that the Inorganic Beings are still after her?" I asked.
"Naturally they are after her," Carol assured me. "The Woman told me, she has to fend off her pursuers every moment of her life."
"What can they do to her?"
"Realize she was a man and pull her back to captivity, I suppose. I think she fears them more, than you can think it's possible to fear anything."

Taisha Abelar's book "Sorcerer's Crossing":

"...The reason the Nagual (Don Juan) could not reveal all his designs to you was, because you're INCOMPLETE," la Gorda said all of a sudden. "You still are, but now after your bouts (wrestle matches) with Soledad and the sisters, you are stronger, than before."
"What's the meaning of being INCOMPLETE? Everyone has told me, that you're the only one, who can explain that," I said.
"It's a very simple matter," she said. "A COMPLETE Person is one, who has never had children." She paused, as if she were allowing me time to write down what she had said. I looked up from my notes. She was staring at me, judging the effect of her words. "I know, that the Nagual (don Juan) told you exactly what I've just said," she continued. "You didn't pay any attention to him and you probably haven't paid any attention to me, either. The Nagual said, that an INCOMPLETE Person is one, who has had children," she said as if dictating to me. She scrutinized me, apparently waiting for a question or a comment. I had none.
"Now I've told you everything about being Complete and Incomplete," she said. "And I've told you just like the Nagual (don Juan)told me. It didn't mean anything to me at that time, and it doesn't mean anything to you now...An Incomplete Person has a Hole in the stomach," she went on. "A Sorcerer can See it as plainly, as you can see my head. When the Hole is on the left side of one's stomach, the child, who created that Hole, is of the same sex. If it is on the right side, the child is of the opposite sex. The Hole on the left side is black, the one on the right is dark brown."
"Can you See that Hole in anyone, who has had children?"
"Sure. There are two ways of Seeing it. A Sorcerer may See it in Dreaming or by looking directly at a person. A Sorcerer, who Sees, has no problems in viewing the Luminous Being to find out if there is a Hole in the Luminosity of the Body. But even if the Sorcerer doesn't know how to See, he can look and actually distinguish the darkness of the Hole through the clothing...You had a brown Hole in the right side of your stomach," she continued. "That means, that a Woman (a child) emptied you. You made a Female child. The Nagual said, that I had a huge Black Hole myself, because I made two Women (children). I never saw the Hole, but I've Seen other people with Holes like mine.
"You said, that I had a Hole; don't I have it anymore?"
"No. It's been patched. The Nagual helped you to patch it. Without his help you would be more empty, than you are now."
"What kind of patch is it?"
"A patch in your Luminosity. There is no other way of saying it. The Nagual said, that a Sorcerer, like himself, can fill up the Hole anytime. But that filling is only a patch without Luminosity. Anyone, who Sees or does Dreaming, can tell, that it looks like a lead (metal) patch on the Yellow (Whitish) Luminosity of the rest of the body. The Nagual patched you and me and Soledad. But then he left it up to us to put back the shine, the Luminosity."
"How did he patch us?"
"He's a Sorcerer, he put things in our bodies. He replaced us. We are no longer the same. The patch is what he put there himself."
"But how did he put those things there and what were they?"
"What he put in our bodies was his own Luminosity and he used his hand to do that. He simply reached into our bodies and left his fibers there. He did the same with all of his six children and also with Soledad. All of them are the same. Except Soledad; she's something else."
La Gorda seemed unwilling to go on. She vacillated (hesitated) and almost began to stutter.
"What is dona Soledad?" I insisted.
"It's very hard to tell," she said after considerable coaxing. "She is the same, as you and me, and yet she's different. She has the same Luminosity, but she's not together with us. She goes in the opposite direction. Right now she's more like you. Both of you have patches, that look like lead. Mine is gone and I'm again a Complete, Luminous Egg. That is the reason I said, that you and I will be exactly the same someday, when you become Complete again. Right now what makes us almost the same is the Nagual's Luminosity and the fact, that both of us are going in the same direction and that we both were empty."
"What does a Complete Person look like to a Sorcerer?" I asked.
"Like a Luminous Egg made out of Fibers," she said. "All the Fibers are Complete; they look like strings, taut strings. It looks, as if the strings have been tightened like a drum is tightened. On an empty person, on the other hand, the fibers are crumpled up at the edges of the Hole. When they have had many children, the Fibers don't look like Fibers anymore. Those People look like two chunks of Luminosity, separated by Blackness. It is an awesome sight. The Nagual made me See them one day, when we were in a park in the city."
"Why do you think the Nagual never told me about all this?"
"He told you everything, but you never understood him correctly. As soon, as he realized, that you were not understanding what he was saying, he was compelled to change the subject. Your emptiness prevented you from understanding. The Nagual said, that it was perfectly natural for you not to understand. Once a Person becomes Incomplete, he's actually empty like a gourd, that has been hollowed out.
It didn't matter to you how many times he told you, that you were empty; it didn't matter, that he even explained it to you. You never knew what he meant, or worse yet, you didn't want to know..."

Carlos Castaneda - "The Power of Silence", p. 17-24:

"...our death was a black spot right behind the left shoulder. He said, that Sorcerers knew, when a person was close to dying, because they could see the dark spot, which became a moving shadow the exact size and shape of the person to whom it belonged. As he recognized the imminent presence of death, the Nagual was plunged into a numbing perplexity. He wondered, why the Spirit was singling out such a sick person. He had been taught, that in a natural state replacement, not repair, prevailed (widespread). And the Nagual  doubted, that he had the ability or the strength to heal this young man, or resist the black shadow of his death. He even doubted, if he would be able to discover, why the Spirit had involved him in a display of such obvious waste. The Nagual could do nothing, but stay with the actor, follow him around, and wait for the opportunity to see in greater depth. Don Juan explained, that a Nagual's first reaction, upon being faced with the manifestations of the Spirit , is to see the persons involved. The Nagual Elias had been meticulous about seeing the man the moment he laid eyes on him...He saw, that the actor's black shadow had grown to almost twice his height. The Nagual deduced from the mysterious hard look in the young woman's eyes, that she too had felt the black shadow of death at an intuitive level...Black Shadow struck the actor. It went like a dagger, with pinpoint accuracy into his gap...he had described the gap, an Opening in our Luminous Shell at the height of the navel, where the Force of Death ceaselessly struck. What don Juan now explained was, that when death hit healthy Beings, it was with a ball-like blow - like the punch of a fist. But when Beings were dying, Death struck them with a dagger-like thrust (stab). Thus the Nagual Elias knew without any question, that the actor was as good, as dead, and his death automatically finished his own interest in the Spirit's designs. There were no designs left; death had leveled everything. He rose from his hiding place and started to leave, when something made him hesitate. It was the young  woman's calmness. She was nonchalantly (cool, indifferently) putting on the few pieces of clothing she had taken off and was whistling tunelessly, as if nothing had happened. And then the Nagual saw, that in relaxing to accept the presence of death, the man's body had released a protecting veil and revealed his true nature. He was a double man of tremendous resources, capable of creating a screen for protection or disguise - a natural Sorcerer and a perfect candidate for a Nagual-Apprentice, had it not been for the black Shadow of Death. The Nagual was completely taken aback by that sight. He now understood the designs of the Spirit, but failed to comprehend, how such a useless man could fit in the Sorcerers' Scheme of things. The woman in the meantime had stood up and without so much as a glance at the man, whose body was contorting with death spasms, walked away. The Nagual then saw her Luminosity and realized, that her extreme aggressiveness was the result of an Enormous Flow of Superfluous (Excessive) Energy. He became convinced, that if she did not put that energy to sober use, it would get the best of her and there was no telling, what misfortunes it would cause her. As the Nagual watched the unconcern, with which she walked away, he realized, that the Spirit  had given him another Manifestation. He needed to be calm, nonchalant (cool). He needed to act, as if he had nothing to lose, and intervene for the hell of it. In true Nagual fashion he decided to tackle the impossible, with noone, except the Spirit as witness. Don Juan commented, that it took incidents like this to test whether a Nagual is the real thing or a fake. Naguals make decisions. With no regard for the consequences, they take action or choose not to. Imposters ponder and become paralyzed. The Nagual Elias, having made his decision, walked calmly to the side of the dying man and did the first thing his body, not his mind, compelled him to do: he struck the man's Assemblage Point (Point of Perception) to cause him to enter into Heightened Awareness. He struck him frantically again and again, until his Assemblage Point moved. Aided by the Force of Death itself, the Nagual's blows sent the man's Assemblage Point to a place, where Death no longer mattered, and there he stoped dying. By the time the actor was breathing again, the Nagual had become aware of the magnitude of his responsibility. If the man was to fend off (resist) the Force of his Death, it would be necessary for him to remain in deep Heightened Awareness, until death had been repelled. The man's advanced physical deterioration meant: he could not be moved from the spot or he would instantly die. The Nagual did the only thing possible under the circumstances: he built a shack around the body. There, for three months he nursed the totally immobilized man."..I was aware of the rural peoples' passion about land ownership and its accompanying feelings of territoriality. Don Juan admitted, that he had asked the same question himself. And the Nagual Elias had said, that the Spirit itself had made it possible. This was the case with everything a Nagual undertook, providing he followed the Spirit's  Manifestations. The first thing the Nagual Elias did, when the actor was breathing again, was to run after the young woman. She was an important part of the Spirit's Manifestations. He caught up with her not too far from the spot, where the actor lay barely alive...Rather, than talking to her about the man's plight (difficult situation) and trying to convince her to help him, he again assumed total responsibility for his actions and jumped on her like a lion, striking her Assemblage Point a Mighty Blow. Both she and the actor were capable of sustaining Life or Death Blows. Her Assemblage Point moved, but began to shift erratically once it was loose. The Nagual carried the young woman to where the actor lay. Then he spent the entire day trying to keep her from losing her mind and the man from losing his life. When he was fairly certain, he had a degree of control, he went to the woman's father and told him, that lightning must have struck his daughter and made her temporarily mad. He took the father to where she lay and said, that the young man, whoever he was, had taken the whole charge of the lightning with his body, thus saving the girl from certain death, but injuring himself to the point, that he could not be moved. The grateful father helped the Nagual build the shack for the man, who had saved his daughter. And in three months the Nagual accomplished the impossible. He healed the young man. When the time came for the Nagual to leave, his sense of responsibility and his duty required him both: to warn the young woman about her excess energy and the injurious consequences it would have on her life and well being, and to ask her to join the Sorcerers' World, as that would be the only defense against her Self-destructive Strength. The woman did not respond. And the Nagual Elias was obliged to tell her, what every Nagual has said to a prospective apprentice throughout the ages: that Sorcerers speak of Sorcery as magical, mysterious Bird, which has paused in its flight for a moment, in order to give man hope and purpose; that Sorcerers live under the wing of that Bird, which they call the Bird of Wisdom, the Bird of Freedom; that they nourish it with their dedication and impeccability. He told her, that Sorcerers knew: the flight of the Bird of Freedom was always a straight line, since it had no way of making a loop, no way of circling back and returning; and that the Bird of Freedom could do only two things, take Sorcerers along, or leave them behind. The Nagual Elias could not talk to the young actor, who was still mortally ill, in the same way. The young man did not have much of a choice. Still, the Nagual told him, that if he wanted to be cured, he would have to follow the Nagual unconditionally. The actor accepted the terms instantly. The day the Nagual Elias and the actor started back home, the young woman was waiting silently at the edge of town. She carried no suitcases, not even a basket. She seemed to have come merely to see them off. The Nagual kept walking without looking at her, but the actor, being carried on a stretcher, strained to say goodbye to her. She laughed and wordlessly merged into the Nagual's party. She had no doubts and no problem about leaving everything behind. She had understood perfectly, that there was no second chance for her, that the Bird of Freedom either took Sorcerers along or left them behind. Don Juan commented, that that was not surprising. The force of the Nagual's personality was always so overwhelming, that he was practically irresistible, and the Nagual Elias had affected those two people deeply. He had had three months of daily interaction to accustom them to his consistency, his detachment, his objectivity. They had become enchanted by his sobriety and, above all, by his total dedication to them. Through his example and his actions, the Nagual Elias had given them a sustained view of the Sorcerers' World: supportive and nurturing, yet utterly demanding. It was a world, that admitted very few mistakes. Don Juan reminded me then of something, he had repeated to me often, but which I had always managed not to think about. He said, that I should not forget, even for an instant, that the Bird of Freedom had very little patience with indecision, and when it flew away, it never returned. "That woman was so powerful, that she could dance circles around anyone," he said. "Her name was Talia."

Carlos Castaneda "Eagle's Gift", p. 43-45:

The feature of those Luminous Eggs, that had impressed me the most, was their movements. They did not walk. They moved in a floating manner, yet they were grounded. The way, they moved, was not pleasing. Their movements were stilted, wooden, and jerky. When they were in motion, the whole egg shape became smaller and rounder; they seemed to jump or jerk, or shake up and down with great speed. The result was a most annoying nervous shivering. Perhaps the closest,
I can get to describing the physical discomfort, caused by their motion, would be to say, that I felt, as if the images on a moving picture screen had been speeded up. Another thing, that had intrigued me, was that I could not detect any legs. I had once seen a ballet production, in which the dancers mimicked the movement of soldiers on ice skates; for that effect they wore loose tunics, that hung all the way to the floor. There was no way to see their feet: thus the illusion, that they were gliding on ice. The Luminous Eggs, that paraded in front of me, gave the impression, that they were sliding on a rough surface. Their Luminosity shook up and down almost imperceptibly, yet enough to make me nearly ill. When the Eggs were in repose (rest) they became elongated. Some of them were so long and rigid, that they brought to mind the idea of a wooden icon. Another, even more disturbing feature of the Luminous Eggs, was the Absence of Eyes. I had never realized so acutely, how we are drawn to the eyes of Living Beings. The Luminous Eggs were thoroughly alive; they were observing me with great curiosity. I could see them jerking up and down, leaning over to watch me, but without any eyes. Many of those Luminous Eggs had black Spots (Holes) on them, Huge Spots below the midsection. Others did not. La Gorda had told me, that reproduction affects the bodies of both Men and Women, by causing a Hole to appear below the stomach, but the spots on those Luminous Eggs did not seem like Holes to me. They were areas with no Luminosity, but there was no depth to them. Those, that had the black Spots, seemed to be mellow, tired; the crest (ridge, plume, helmet) of their Egg shape was wilted (became limp, flaccid, droop, less energetic or spirited), it looked opaque in comparison to the rest of their Glow. The ones without Spots, on the other hand, were dazzlingly bright. They were vibrant, filled with Energy and Whiteness...
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The Power, that governs the destiny of all living beings is called the Eagle, not because it is an eagle or has anything to do with an eagle, but because it appears to the Seer as an immeasurable jet-black eagle, standing erect, as an eagle stands, its height reaching to Infinity. As the Seer gazes on the Blackness, that the Eagle is, four blazes of light reveal, what the Eagle is like. The first blaze, which is like a bolt of lightning, helps the Seer make out the contours of the Eagle's body. There are patches of whiteness, that look like an eagle's feathers and talons. A second blaze of lightning reveals the flapping, wind-creating Blackness, that looks like an eagle's wings. With the third blaze of lightning the Seer beholds a piercing, inhuman eye. And the fourth and last blaze discloses, what the Eagle is doing. The Eagle is devouring the Awareness of all the creatures, that alive on Earth, a moment before and now dead, have floated to the Eagle's beak, like a ceaseless swarm of fireflies, to meet their owner, their reason for having had life. The Eagle disentangles these tiny flames, lays them flat, as a tanner  stretches out a hide, and then consumes them; for Awareness is the Eagle's food. The Eagle, that Power, that governs the destinies of all living things, reflects equally and at once all those living things. There is no way, therefore, for man to pray to the Eagle, to ask favors, to hope for grace. The human part of the Eagle is too insignificant to move the whole. It is only from the Eagle's actions, that a Seer can tell, what it wants. The Eagle, although it is not moved by the circumstances of any living thing, has granted a gift to each of those beings. In its own way and right, any one of them, if it so desires, has the power to keep the flame of Awareness, the Power to disobey the summons (request to appear, gather) to die and be consumed. Every living thing has been granted the power, if it so desires, to seek an opening to freedom and to go through it. It is evident to the Seer, who Sees the Opening, and to the creatures, that go through it, that the Eagle has granted that gift, in order to perpetuate (prolong the memory) Awareness. For the purpose of guiding living things to that Opening, the Eagle created the Nagual. The Nagual is a Double Being, to whom the rule has been revealed. Whether it be in the form of a human being, an animal, a plant, or anything else, that lives, the Nagual, by virtue of its Doubleness, is drawn to seek that hidden passageway. The Nagual comes in pairs, Male and Female. A Double Man and a Double Woman become the Nagual only after the rule has been told to each of them, and each of them has understood it and accepted it in full. To the eye of the Seer, a Nagual Man or Nagual Woman appears, as a Luminous Egg with four compartments. Unlike the average human being, who has two sides only, a left and a right, the Nagual has a left side divided into two long sections, and a right side equally divided in two. The Eagle created the first Nagual Man and Nagual Woman as Seers and immediately put them in the world to See. It provided them with four female warriors, who were Stalkers, three male warriors, and one male courier, whom they were to nourish, enhance, and lead to freedom. The female warriors are called the four directions, the four corners of a square, the four moods, the four winds, the four different female personalities, that exist in the human race...In order to make sure, that the first Nagual Man would lead his party to freedom and not deviate from that path or become corrupted, the Eagle took the Nagual Woman to the other World to serve as a beacon, guiding the party to the Opening.

Carlos Castaneda - "The Second Ring Of Power"

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"What's the meaning of being INCOMPLETE? Everyone has told me, that you're the only one, who can explain that," I said.
"It's a very simple matter," she said. "A COMPLETE Person is one, who has never had children." She paused, as if she were allowing me time to write down, what she had said. I looked up from my notes. She was staring at me, judging the effect of her words. "I know, that the Nagual told you exactly, what I've just said,"
she continued. "You didn't pay any attention to him and you probably haven't paid any attention to me, either." I read my notes out loud and repeated what she had said. She giggled. "The Nagual said, that an INCOMPLETE Person is one, who has had children," she said, as if dictating to me. She scrutinized me, apparently waiting for a question or a comment. I had none. "Now I've told you everything about being Complete and Incomplete," she said. "And I've told you, just like the Nagual told me. It didn't mean anything to me at that time, and it doesn't mean anything to you now." I had to laugh at the way she patterned herself after don Juan.
"An Incomplete Person has a Hole in the stomach," she went on. "A Sorcerer can See it as plainly, as you can see my head. When the Hole is on the left side of one's stomach, the child, who created that Hole, is of the same sex. If it is on the right side, the child is of the opposite sex. The Hole on the left side is black, the one on the right is dark brown."
"Can you See that Hole in anyone, who has had children?"
"Sure. There are two ways of Seeing it. A Sorcerer may See it in Dreaming or by looking directly at a person. A Sorcerer, who Sees, has no problems in viewing the Luminous Being to find out, if there is a Hole in the Luminosity of the Body. But even if the Sorcerer doesn't know how to See, he can look and actually distinguish the darkness of the Hole through the clothing." She stopped talking. I urged her to go on. "The Nagual told me, that you write and then you don't remember, what you wrote," she said with a tone of accusation. I became entangled in words, trying to defend myself. Nonetheless, what she had said, was the Truth. Don Juan's words always had had a double effect on me: once, when I heard for the first time whatever he had said, and then, when I read at home, whatever I had written down and had forgotten about. Talking to la Gorda, however, was intrinsically (inherent)  different. Don Juan's apprentices were not in any way as engulfing (overwhelming), as he was.  Their revelations, although extraordinary, were only missing pieces to a jigsaw puzzle. The unusual character of those pieces was, that with them the picture did not become clearer, but that it became more and more complex.
"You had a brown Hole in the right side of your stomach," she continued. "That means, that a Woman emptied you. You made a Female child. The Nagual said, that
I had a huge Black Hole myself, because I made two Women. I never saw the Hole, but I've Seen other people with Holes like mine.
"You said, that I had a Hole; don't I have it anymore?"
"No. It's been patched. The Nagual helped you to patch it. Without his help, you would be more empty, than you are now."
"What kind of patch is it?"
"A patch in your Luminosity. There is no other way of saying it. The Nagual said, that a Sorcerer, like himself, can fill up the Hole anytime.
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But, that filling is only a patch without Luminosity. Anyone, who Sees or does Dreaming, can tell, that it looks like a lead patch on the Yellow Luminosity of the rest of the body.
"The Nagual patched you and me and Soledad. But then he left it up to us to put back the shine, the Luminosity."
"How did he patch us?"
"He's a Sorcerer, he put things in our bodies. He replaced us. We are no longer the same. The patch is what he put there himself."
"But how did he put those things there and what were they?"
"What he put in our bodies was his own Luminosity and he used his hand to do that. He simply reached into our bodies and left his fibers there. He did the same with all of his six children and also with Soledad. All of them are the same. Except Soledad; she's something else." La Gorda seemed unwilling to go on. She vacillated (hesitate, sway from one side to the other) and almost began to stutter (speak with repetition, prolongation, hesitation).
"What is dona Soledad?" I insisted.
"It's very hard to tell," she said after considerable coaxing (urge, persuade, plead). "She is the same, as you and me, and yet she's different. She has the same Luminosity, but she's not together with us. She goes in the opposite direction. Right now she's more like you. Both of you have patches, that look like lead. Mine is gone and I'm again a Complete, Luminous Egg. That is the reason I said, that you and I will be exactly the same someday, when you become Complete again. Right now, what makes us almost the same is the Nagual's Luminosity and the fact, that both of us are going in the same direction and, that we both were empty."
"What does a Complete Person look like to a Sorcerer?" I asked.
"Like a Luminous Egg made out of Fibers," she said. "All the Fibers are Complete; they look like strings, taut strings. It looks, as if the strings have been tightened like a drum is tightened. "On an empty person, on the other hand, the fibers are crumpled up at the edges of the Hole. When they have had many children, the Fibers don't look like Fibers anymore. Those People look like two chunks of Luminosity, separated by blackness. It is an awesome sight. The Nagual made me See them one day, when we were in a park in the city."

Carlos Castaneda "The Art of Dreaming" (about Inorganic Beings), p. 99:

When my objective inquiry into the subject of Inorganic Beings no longer mattered to me, don Juan himself brought up the subject of my Dream Journey into that Inorganic World. He said, "I don't think you are aware of the Regularity of your Meetings with Inorganic Beings."
He was right. I had never bothered to think about it. I commented on the oddity of my oversight.
"It isn't an oversight," he said. "It's the nature of that Realm to foster (promote) Secretiveness. Inorganic Beings veil themselves in Mystery, Darkness. Think about their World: Stationary, fixed to draw us like moths to a light or a fire. There is something the Emissary hasn't dared to tell you so far: that the Inorganic Beings are after our Awareness or the Awareness of any Being, that falls into their nets. They'll give us Knowledge, but they'll extract a payment: our Total Being."
"Do you mean, don Juan, that the Inorganic Beings are like fishermen?"
"Exactly. At one moment, the Emissary will show you Men, who got caught in there or other Beings, that are not Human, that also got caught in there."
Revulsion and fear should have been my response. Don Juan's revelations affected me deeply, but in the sense of creating uncontainable curiosity. I was nearly panting.
"Inorganic Beings can't force anyone to stay with them," don Juan went on. "To live in their World is a voluntary affair. Yet they are capable of imprisoning any one of us by catering to our desires, by pampering and indulging us. Beware of Awareness, that is immobile. Awareness like that has to seek movement, and it does this, as I've told you, by creating projections, phantasmagorical projections (Men in Black, Ghosts, Phantoms as well, LM) at times."
I asked don Juan to explain what "phantasmagorical projections" meant.
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He said, that Inorganic Beings hook onto Dreamers' innermost Feelings and play them mercilessly. They create Phantoms to please Dreamers or frighten them. He reminded me, that I had wrestled with one of those Phantoms. He explained, that Inorganic Beings are superb Projectionists, who delight in Projecting themselves like pictures on the wall.
"The Old Sorcerers were brought down by their inane (silly) trust in those Projections," he continued. "The Old Sorcerers believed their Allies had Power. They overlooked the fact, their Allies were Tenuous (lacking substance) Energy, projected through Worlds, like in a Cosmic Movie (hologram)."
"You are contradicting yourself, don Juan. You yourself said, that the Inorganic Beings are real. Now you tell me, that they are mere pictures."
"I meant to say, that the Inorganic Beings, in our World, are like moving pictures, projected on a screen; and I may even add, that they are like moving pictures of rarefied (selective, esoteric) Energy, projected through the boundaries of two Worlds."
"But what about Inorganic Beings in their World? Are they also like moving pictures?"
"Not a chance. That World is as real, as our World. The Old Sorcerers portrayed the Inorganic Beings' World as a Blob of Caverns and Pores, floating in some Dark Space. And they portrayed the Inorganic Beings, as Hollow Canes bound together, like the cells of our bodies. The Old Sorcerers called that Immense Bundle the Labyrinth of Penumbra (partial Shadow between Dark and Light).  The Inorganic Beings are glued together, like the cells of the body," don Juan went on. "When they put their Awareness together, they are unbeatable."...He said, that Sorcerers have seen, that there are two types of Conscious Beings roaming the Earth, the Organic and the Inorganic, and that in comparing one with the other, they have seen, that both are Luminous Masses, crossed from every imaginable angle by millions of the Universe's Energy Filaments. They are different from each other in their shape and in their degree of brightness. Inorganic Beings are Long and Candlelike, but opaque, whereas Organic Beings are round and by far the brighter. Another noteworthy difference, which don Juan said Sorcerers have seen, is, that the Life and Consciousness of Organic Beings is short-lived, because they are made to hurry, whereas the Life of Inorganic Beings is infinitely longer and their Consciousness infinitely more calm and deeper."
...I confessed, that something in that World had been giving me all along the sensation, I was unique. What created this most pleasant and clear feeling of being exclusive, was not the Voice of the Dreaming Emissary, or anything I could consciously think about.
"That's exactly, what floored the Old Sorcerers," don Juan said.
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"The Inorganic Beings did to them, what they are doing to you now; they created for them the Sense of being Unique, exclusive, plus a more pernicious (deadly) Sense yet: the Sense of having Power. Power and Uniqueness are unbeatable as corrupting forces. Watch out!"
"How did you avoid that danger yourself, don Juan?"
"I went to that World a few times, and then I never went back."


Some Inorganic Beings became Organic, by adopting the form of round stones or stoney tubes in many places on Earth thousands of years ago! These are alive and visible Players or Awareness present in Planetary Game! Тысячи лет назад некоторые цивлизации Вселенной приняли формы круглых камней или каменных труб, чтобы смешать свою кипящую Энергию с нашей Волнистой и Белой! Это - Живые Игроки Планетарной Игры!