i think i've been to them once. not totally sure tho. i had been trying to AP. it was my second attempt.
the first attempt i'd had a fully conscious exit, experienced no-body awareness, point of perspective only, flew about for a bit, saw a big symbol, met two guides then returned to my body, had a false awakening, then woke up. totally the most awsome experience of my life. my description totally doesn;t do it justice.
so the second time i tried to AP, i had a very different experience. after a couple of hours of meditating, and intending on leaving my body, i gave up cos nothing seemed to be happening, and i rolled over from my back onto my side. this seemed to trigger something off, because almost straight away, it felt like a giant pair of hands rolled me back onto my back, and i could suddenly hear very clearly the sound of a woman's voice. it had the sound of an old fashioned news report. the kind that they showed in old movie houses during WW2. she was speaking with that old english clipped and posh accent. i couldn't hear exactly what she was saying. couldn't quite make out the words, although i was trying really hard to hear what she was saying. i was totally aware and lucid, although i couldnt see anything. this was all just sound based. then i heard her announce the date, 1913, really clearly, then a bell tolled really loudly, and suddenly i was in the middle of a courtroom scene. i could now see clearly and i was sitting in the dock of an old courtroom. it looked like a scene from a cowboy movie, mid-west america maybe a hundred or so years ago. it was all wooden and quite small. across the court from me was a cowboy looking man. a white man speaking in a thick american accent. he was drunk and staggering around, and swingin something round in the air. it looked a bit like a rock in a sling or something. he was very angry and was shouting at me. i was just sitting still and quiet through this. it was like i was being shown a film real or something, but i was seeing it through the eyes of the man in the dock. and it was a man, it wasn't me. then i was back in my body in my bed. i was surprised to find that i was ling on my side still. i was expecting to be on my back, as i had felt this giant pair of hands roll me over at the start of the experience. i didn't 'wake up' cos i'd not been to 'sleep'. as i thought about it, i got the feeling i might have been a native american or something, cos although i couldnt pinpoint specific words that the cowboy had shouted at me, it had that venom that only racial or cultural differences can give rise to.
so i then randomly came across a book that had a chapter on Akashic Records in it, and the author said that many people who claim to be able to access akasha say that they hear a bell tolling when they enter.
i never saw a building, structure or form of it from the outside, just appeared within what i percieved to be a record. like someone just pressed the play button on a DVD player, and the scene was re-played around me with me as one of the central characters.
in fact it was exactly like the scenario where Harry Potter falls into the Penseive.
it made me wonder whether i had been this man in the dock in one of my previous incarnations, and that i had accessed one of my own past life memories, or whether i had just accidentally stumbled across a random event contained within someone else's record.
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this was definitely not a 'dream', it was a totally conscious waking experience. with the same more-than-real quality that the AP had
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