posted on Jun, 17 2009 @ 01:44 PM
Interesting thread Story.... And I can relate to what you are saying. I have personally been to the mental hospital 2-3 times to try to get
professional help, but they just slap a bipolar label on ya, give you a prescription and send you on your way.
You see, I thought at one point that I was getting messages from God... that is caused by looking too far into MSM, movies. These messages were even
color coded primarily Red, Yellow, Green which represent things like "Stop, Caution, Go" where applied to things like news crawls, sporting events,
etc... in order to predict future events.
So as I travelled down my bipolar path, I got these physical effects that rI can only describe as Kundalini which is like getting a chill down your
neck and back. I guess in my mind, I believed this to be the Holy Ghost trying to communicate with me. Typically, I will find a place to gel and
close my eyes. Upon doing that, I would see REM state images even though I was conscious. The meds don't work, but I did benefit somewhat from the
profressional help. They sent me to a Trauma class where I learned all about EMDR (a method of self-hypnosis) and the people helped a great deal.
Okay, so I discharge from the hospital with a new skillset.
You know that Billy Joel song that has the lyrics "You may be right, I may be crazy"... yup thats me. I got off on this tangent where I listened
to alot of music and if I listened to the lyrics I would catch those hidden messages which were directed at me (or anyone else who was paying
attention). The only real question in my mind was whether these messages were coming from God, or was this simply manmade subliminals beamed down
from Satelites. (Like DirecTV and XM radio plugged directly into your brain) Either way, it was exhausting trying to "observe" and be cognitive of
the messages because they come at you quickly and constantly. Even when you turn off the technology and take a rest you really never get that rest
because your brain is constantly processing information.
The things most people consider to dreams are like Gods datastream to me and I take notice and journal those experiences because if nothing else...
they seem to be uniquely part of me. These experiences are like hard to believe alternate realities. If you can recall the details, there is
usually some wild twist.