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Recieved: 2000/11/22 16:00
Subject: [K-list] Question/X-File Treks (long)
From: Paul Perner
On 2000/11/22 16:00, Paul Perner posted thus to the K-list:
msradley wrote:
(snip)
>............. One evening he woke
> me up to say that - please don't laugh - a scene he was watching in, of all
> things, Star Trek triggered an overwhelming sensation which he could not
> describe very well but seemed to be both physical and intensely emotional.
> He said it began in the base of the spine and shot to the top of his head.
> He was as close to frightened as I think I have ever seen him (he's very
> calm by nature.)
> and very curious to discover what it might mean and why it had happened to
> him.
> Since then he has had many more of these experiences, all triggered by such
> things as the X-files.(Always by tv or movies as far as I can recall.) If he
> watches a scene that initiated the first experience for a second time - he
> has the feeling again. Often the scenes that trigger the episodes are
> related to cosmic struggle between good and evil. He says he feels a higher
> knowledge.............(snip)
Hello Catherine,
I'm so excited to read your post! I know how your partner feels. I've
been there. Star Trek? X-Files? For the most part they are simply
entertainment, but behind the scenes there are a handful of writers and
a few cast members who've had transformative spiritual experiences and
this sometimes surfaces, in often subtle ways, in the shows. I can see
who they can be a trigger for someone who's ready for wakening.
Your partner's time has come. And it is beautiful.
It's just happening in a language that some might find strange. But is
it really? The the opening of Star Trek:
"Space, the final frontier....
....to search out new life and
civilizations. To boldly go where
no one has gone before!"
For me, space has always symbolized the ultimate freedom. The beauty and
vastness... the undiscovered mysteries of the Universe both humble me
and excite me to no end. You partner is boldly going where he's never
gone before. The battle between good and evil, the "spiritual emergency"
will soon pass and soon he will be the captain of his own Starship of
Peace and he will know a freedom beyond words.
This process is different for everybody. My own was spontaneous, very
intense and also involved visions and things that were *way out there.*
Dig this: My awakening happened in the desert not far from an air force
base that houses a number of top secret "black projects." Also, there
were UFO sightings in the area at that time. The descriptions of the
craft were far beyond our technology... I don't know, I didn't see them
my self. My friends would burst in the cabin, wide eyed, pointing at the
sky and I'd just say, like, "Cool. I believe you. I've seen them too,
years ago... but if you'll excuse me, I need to be alone and pray or
something. A big change is going to happening... I'm not sure what it
is."
Then one fine afternoon it happened. I broke through the worm hole. I
surrendered and the sky blew open. It was a moment of ecstasy I'll never
forget. But then the wild stuff started happening.
Waves of energy would come and go.
One moment I'd be riding the tides of change with angels and demons, the
"battle of good vs. evil," then another moment I'd feel normal. Then I'd
have beautiful visions of ravens and what I believe was a Celtic
Goddess... then normal again. Then Apocalyptic images... very
powerful... then quiet again.
Sleeping or eating was not a big priority at that time. I must add that
this desert outpost was an alcohol/drug rehab. But I was three months
off heroin, helping others, doing Thi Chi at sunrise every morning (one
of the many reasons for my e mail, ravensdawnATnospamearthlink.net) and knew
deep inside that I wasn't crazy. But the counselors couldn't buy it. I
was either on drugs again or, well... crazy.
And so I was called in for a psychiatric evaluation.
There I was, sitting in a chair surrounded by skeptical, glaring eyes,
strange things in the sky outside, people thinking it was a sign of the
"end times" and singing church hymns in the next building... and I'm
buzzing like an over-amped neon tube. (bar none, we kundalites get the
prize for real life high drama)
Now it just so happened that morning I, along with about six other
people, saw one of the more regular sightings; a bright light that would
slowly hover in the sky at dawn for five minutes then vanish at 5:30 am.
My counselors asked me about this. I tried to explain that I thought it
might be an NSA/signals intelligence project and would try to add
something like, "But there's more important lights to see..."
"We'd like to know about these lights, Paul, but first, what is NSA?"
(my mind goes back to the time I met an X-Files cast member, who's quiet
a spiritually awake individual... (would be at home on this list), but
played a sinister mysterious, NSA/CIA type character) I say:
"Cigarette Man... ask Cigarette Man, he knows."
"Do you mean the X-Files?"
"Yes! Yes! He's coming down from Vancouver... everything's going to work
out. You'll see!"
"It's ok, Paul, it's only a TV show."
"Yes I know, but you don't understand, there's more to it..."
"There's nothing else to it. Now tell us about these 'other lights' and
why have you been keeping raven feathers in your pocket..."
(After my interviewers have a private conversation, I see a person in
the next room dialing a telephone and glancing at me)
"You think I'm crazy... oh my god, you all think I'm crazy."
Another helicopter flies by... I feel trapped, paranoid... alone.
.........
This all happened almost three years ago. Many interesting things have
come to light since then. I freaked some people out when I produced
newspaper clippings about the sightings (Antelope Valley, CA, February
1998) but it's not important to me as to what the source of the the
lights might have been. What matters is that they played a part in a
personal X-File that not only saved my life, but has made my life
blossom in ways I never thought possible. The awakening process was
difficult at first, but I suppose I'm one of the lucky ones. The one-two
punch of spontaneous K was no more or less than what I needed and
Goddess has worked it out quiet well.
This has been a long post and I appreciate you hanging out with me. To
all my voyager friends on the final frontier, here on the Good Starship
Kundalini, I bid you, live long and prosper.
Blessed Be,
Paul
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