The Blackness in front of your eyes – Astral travel Tips

hello there,

todays short blog is about an occurence whenever youre about to go out of your body.

Its about the blackness or darkness in front of your vision which appears whenever you can walk inside of it. Now in near death experiences, such thing happens more often. People are declared dead for few minutes when the anesthesia hits and some say that all was black around them. This is because the dying process and the cut from the silver cord doesnt happen so fast. Mostly anybody who dies or goes out of their body consciously will experience it atleast once.

So what do do there ? You cant do much there! except wait. But if you should be able to walk inside the darkness, than walk straight forward until you see colors, not the light! The darkness could be seen as a loading screen infront of you. Sometimes movement is not possible, that means youre not dead but about to die, which depends on the case. (Going out of your body willingly at night doesnt mean youre about to die) Its just the same what happens when it comes to the point.

So shortly answered, the darkness is a „loading screen“ in which you need to move if you can. And if you cant move, just wait until you see something or if the moving suddenly works. I dont know how to describe it otherwise besides a loading screen. Its like a zone which doesnt happen always and sometimes theres a bunch of stuff going on there. Like seing monsters or the dead people and so on. Its like a realm between life and death. But nothing to be afraid of.

More to astral travel here: https://www.amazon.com/Astraltraveling-Guide-learn-Katja-Kubiak-ebook/dp/B08FCKXG9C

Psychische Krankheitsheilung durch Träume ?

Es gibt gewisse Träume in welcher die Psyche des Individuums geheilt werden kann. Diese Träume sind äußerst tiefgreifende Erfahrungen im Unterbewusstsein und sie können hochintensive Heilungen im Inneren auslösen. Hier ein Beispiel. Sie haben enorme Angst im Dunkeln und das seid Jahren. Warum das so ist haben sie sich schon immer gefragt aber finden keine … Weiterlesen „Psychische Krankheitsheilung durch Träume ?“

Intervallfasten #4 – Zurück in die Vergangenheit

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The plague of Persia

The downfall of a greedy king

The story began when a king in persia got visited by two unknown people in his kingdom and offered him a book of power. Not that his palace wasnt already made out of gold and that he didnt really needed any more of it but now he could turn the very armys of the living to undead which gave him more power. He turned all of his soldiers to undead creatures which now where indestructible in battle.

These two people had told to be angels which tested the mind of the greedy humans and what one man would do, even if he had already everything one could desire in this world. But as everything does, there was a catch phrase in the book from which he was warned about, if he should overdo his wishes. And so it began, persias might increased hundred foulds and his army turned to undead monsters which couldnt be killed. His people lived in once in love and harmony but now every joung child was turned to a soldier monster with no return. The king empowered himself more and more until one day the book began to burn and open the last phrase in which the cost of such might would take its turn. Not knowing what kind of disaster it could be, he ordered all of his army to kill all people with diseases and later burn them, so no disease could spread and kill him.

Later on he became afraid because he still didnt knew what was about to come. One day after a certain decade, the king was sure of his win over the book and kept growing in size with his undead army. Since the book was gone, normal people started to be born again and so was child born. His name was Escanor and his parents had died because they were ill. They got killed by the kings order and was soon taken to the army. Escanor was strangely strong and beat most of the soldiers at once by breaking their bones with his bare hands. The king was surprised by the kids power and adopted him to be later the general of few man of his army. With the age of 21 he was commanding 50 undead soldiers and later on they appeared in thousands and followed him to every battle. Between these monsters where normal soldiers too but they were not half as strong. Escanor was beating many of his enemys with just his hands until the king had an idea.

The king wanted to give him more power by chaining his arms with hot blades so they would become flesh bound and unremovable. Escanor didnt liked the idea but he couldnt do anything about it because his wife and childs life were on the line. Escanor only knew that the king would rape and kill both of them if he wouldnt follow the orders. But little did the king knew that rage was growing inside Escanor since the day he had killed his parents. It was just a matter of time before it would fulfill the destiny of Persia.

And so it happend that the heat glowing chains were chained to both his arms while he was standing and screaming in agony. A truly horrific voice which showed the cruelty of the king.

Escanor experienced the most painful day of his life and was sent to recover and later train with the blades. The king had named the day „The day of the marked warrior Escanor“. And while his announcement, he knew that something was missing. He wanted Escanor to be the ultimate warrior and so he had planned a little surprise for him in his upcoming conquest.

After a few months of recovery and training, Escanor had become the legendary warrior by wielding two swords chained on his arms. He had began to fight beasts and monsters from the kings palace which where once summoned as a trump card to any threat by the king. He was way stronger than the beasts and respected in many lands. His power was unrivaled and his stamina was incredible. Legends told told that his blades where around thirty kilograms each and he was wielding them like nothing. He was ripping the beasts to pieces in seconds and was really scary but very gentle to others except the king. The king had noticed that he wasnt as always kneeling and giving much attention to his words and so the downfall had begun.

Now the king one day became concerned and knew what might happen if Escanor would go beserk. That was the moment when he knew that the prophecy could be him and so he had ordered the army in private to kill Escanor when the enemys where defeated. On top of that, he had secretly brought his wife and child to the battlefield of his enemy and sold them. Escanor didnt knew a thing about it until the war was over and he was seing his wife and child dead on the ground. His army stood behind him and closed him in a circle while he stood on his knees and cried while holding his wife and child. He asked himself how it could be that his two most loved could be here in such a battlefield. And so he understood what was about to happen by seing the eyes if the undead troops before him.

He knew that the king had done this to him, who else could be challenge to him? He than remembered as well that the king had killed his parents and now it was coming. Rage came from all his life towards the king, how he treated and killed his parents, how he treated the others and animals and how he did many evil things. The rage of Escanor exploded from within and as he stood up, he knew he had one thing left to do.

The enemys army was slashed to pieces by him and the undead soldiers and human soldiers between them but he left few of them alive until he had noticed the death of his family in the end. Now his former army was closing in and tried to attack him but before it happend, Escanor snapped. One soldier went back secretly to report to the king on what was happening while he was eating meat and enjoying his routine in his barricated palace, hoping his army to return victorious shortly. The soldier had reported that Escanor had transformed into a freak but didnt knew how to describe it. Escanor was covered in veins and his eyes were red and he started to swing his swords in circles. This attack continued until hundreds of the beasts where killed and torn to pieces. The power of his was from another world. The undead army was indead dying the very first time and not recovering. Yes they did hit him a few times but those scratches meant nothin to Escanor. He was rampaging through the army he once controlled like a plague of god himself. The army began to run away because they couldnt hit him with anything much. He was injured with three shots from a bow but he still moved insanely fast and his swings killed dozens of undead at once. After a long day, Escanor had killed over 10 thousand of undead soldiers and the last one was eaten by him but why ? Had he now lost himself in rage ? No one could tell why.

He still was able to continue with his wounds and blood covered body. He just walked back to Persia, back to the palace in one hour. No one knew how he got there in one hour, but what the people knew was that he would free them and kill the king. How did they knew? Well not only the people had enough of the king and his greed. Everyone was suffering and Escanor wasnt a evil like the king.

And so it happend, after one hour he arrived at the doors of Persias kingdom ..alone. The man asked him what happend to his army and he replied that they where dead. Immediatly the soldiers started to attack him but before they knew, theyre heads went missing and the door was cut to pieces. Before him was another army and the soldiers where trembling before him because the messenger soldier had told them all that he indeed had killed every undead soldier in the battlefield. Escanor shouted loud „Follow me and be free of this madness or die defending an unworthy king“ and with these words, the soldiers dropped one by one their weapons and made way to the kings palace. Of course some undeads appeared and attacked the soldiers now too but they where killed and stood dead as well. This gave the soldiers hope and they attacked together the kings palace which where guarded by the undead trump cards which where quite a challenge. After a few hours of fighting, the king was scared like never before and brought his strongest trump card to the table. A monster, an image of Escanor himself but only undead and he was sent to kill Escanor. But little did they knew that while the sun was rising, Escanors power had risen to new hights due to his rage and he literally ripped the blades out of his arms and used his hands to kill all the monsters which had already killed almost all soldiers in the country and their familys.

The last battle stood before him. The evil Escanor but before the battle even began, Escanor ripped the head out of the undead Escanor and threw the rest out of the window while the king stood shakingly before him.

Without any words, Escanor unleashed his rage while coming closer and tore all body parts from the kings body and smashed his head against the wall which was instantly mush. And with this, the kingdom begun to crumble and broke down. Escanor himself was free of his rage and ready to see his wife and child again. His battle had given him enough damage until the point of unrecover.

He was happy and died standing while the earth itself opened and sucked the very foundation to the ground.

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Existenz von Zeit im Traum?

Jeder hat sicherlich sich schonmal gefragt wie die Zeit im Traum wohl abläuft oder wie man sich das vorstellen soll. Ich erzähle aus eigenen Erfahrungen. Im Traum läuft Zeit weder linear noch vorwärts. Man kann Zeit in einem Traum nicht fühlen oder wahrnehmen weil man Selbst darüber unbewusst entscheidet. Zeit ist individuell einstellbar solange der … Weiterlesen „Existenz von Zeit im Traum?“

How do i realise my death?

Realising the death? Heres how

This little blog is about a small problem which can happen or does happen to many of us.

So lets say you died in your bed through old age by falling asleep. You suddenly notice that nothing happend and wake up normally and walk around the house and feel pretty well too.

But in sometimes you notice that some stuff isnt the same anymore like trying to drink a tee or touching the door handle. You suddenly touch right trough it and your family (if you had any) dont notice you or hasnt talked to you at all, than you can assume that you probably died.

Since death is just the switching point to your astral body, nothing significant should be expected to happen when youre dying. Its just like in every night when we are sleeping in the REM phase.

So to absolutely be sure that youre dead, just look at the last point where you were the longest and in this case its your bed where everyone expected you to die. You might see your corpse there or being taken out by the cleaning team.

What i want to say is that it should be obvious and if thats not enough then touch the walls and see if you pass through them, just like through everything else.

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Intervallfasten #2

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Applaus, applaus. Wer sollte mir, oder uns, denn auf die Schulter klopfen, wenn nicht WIR selbst. Zuerst einmal gibt es heute eine Einladung in die von mir, wieder eröffnete Fasten-Motivationsgruppe, die ich erstellte vor 2 Jahren, weil viele Apps nur Geld verdienen wollen, aber nicht wünschen dass die…

Intervallfasten #1

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A Killers Diary – Lockdown Problems

Hello humans,

As well as you experience right now, nations are under lockdown and many have lost their work. The lockdowns affect many in our society and iam one of them, since i cant get enough bodys to kill and feast on.

My pallet is only made from the finest human flesh, but with the restrictions upfront, i cant gather too much information about my victims and neither can i stay too long outside. My entire plan got changed because of this virus. There is no virus because i would’ve got it first!! Screw this cursing government…

My next victim will be a police woman .. since there are so many out there, this could become my treasure.. The hardest kills of my legacy will be shown in my trophy room, with their heads hanging in liquid bottles. Everyone should be honored to hang there!

As you might want to know, my problems begin with finding the right timing to hunt my prey. Often i could just sit in my van and watch what the prey did for few weeks before i smashed the head in, but now… i cant watch because the police is too often around. My other collections start to rot because i cant keep up bringing more blood for my bleeding walls which keep the bodys alive. My dark rituals cant be done without fresh blood, otherwise it would kill the caster, ME!

There are many problems right now because family’s sit in their homes.. Maybe i should advertise my place so the police shows up and i trap and kill one by one.. This will be my solution! Until next time, ive got a plan to write and built and one day, you might make it to my trophy wall.

-a killer

Unconditional Love vs Love

What are the differences ? The normal love you might experience as a human and vanishes after a certain time is called earthly or just human love. It has not much meaning and often married couples start to hate each other when this feeling dissapear Yes woman feel different, they truly feel more often love … Weiterlesen „Unconditional Love vs Love“

Dont take internet info too serious – Heres why

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Hello there, todays short blog is about google and other search engines which provide us daily with new information. So why shouldnt you trust any info on your screen? Because most of it is false information. Of course this depends on what info youve been searching for. For…

Story of Last Night / a nice dream?!

was geschah wirklich?

quietly, very quietly – carefully putting one foot in front of the other, she crept meter by meter, slowly through the forest.

From time to time, when the moon shone through the high treetops, she stopped and looked around.

In these moments she did not dare to go further for fear that her pursuer, whom she thought was already close behind her, saw her and the game was over prematurely.

But when hours later still nothing had happened and he hadn’t caught up with her, she thought she was the winner and went back to the camp with her head held high.

Everyone was still asleep. As the tiredness overcame her, she did not wonder why nobody came to receive her, but went straight to her tent.

As soon as her head touched the thin pillow, she was already fast asleep.

Hours later, she woke up from a dreamless and restless sleep and felt numb.

A cold shiver ran down her back when she noticed that apparently everything was still sleeping outside.

„How long have I been asleep?“ she thought, got up, put up her tent and looked around.

Nobody was to be seen and also far and wide nothing to hear.

No laughter, no dog barking, even birdsong could not hear them. Strange. The tents of the others, were all firmly closed.

Judging by the position of the sun, it was already noon.

A little perplexed she walked towards her sister’s tent. This tent was also tightly closed, nothing moved inside.

A few meters before she stopped, not sure if she should open it.

But in the end it did, the tent was empty. Looked like it had never been inhabited. The blankets lay carefully folded, on the thin mats.

Nothing was lying around. You’d think nobody had ever been in here.

But something scared her.

Her sister was a year older than her and back in the old days, before the epidemic, they lived together in a tiny room in her parents‘ small apartment building.

While she was the neat one who never left anything lying around, her sister was chaotic.

Something crunched behind her and let her drive back, scared. Cold sweat broke out of her pores, which could have made the crunch.

The camp stood on earth and lawn and especially the area around her sister’s tent was very clean.

Not a branch that could have cracked.

The hairs on her neck stood up when she heard sounds coming towards the tents.

Vocal murmurs, voices unknown to her. What to do?

Whatever had happened, it was definitely not a good thing and she had only escaped the whole thing because she had played the game.

Kai, the man chasing her, hadn’t shown up either. He was the best of them.

The voices came closer and she was almost stiff with fear when an idea came to her.

„Hey Kati, hey. Wake up. “ Someone shook her, moaned, her eyes opened. Her head was pounding and blood was throbbing in her temples.

She rubbed her aching head and sat up.

The members of her clan stood in a semicircle around her.

Their pale faces glowed in the moonlight, strangely bizarre.

She looked around questioningly. What had happened, wasn’t she just in the tent?

Uwe, the leader and friend of her sister, bent down to her, „Kati, what happened? Kai was looking for you all night. He just came back to camp alone.“

You had been missing for 48 hours and we looked for you several times and we were also here and now, on the way back to camp, you are suddenly lying here unconscious.“

She started shaking and her head hurt so much.

„Take me to camp.“ That’s all she could come up with.

When she arrived in her tent, her head fell on the thin pillow and she was fast asleep.

Allein unter Blinden…ich sehe was, was Du nicht siehst!

Manchmal denke ich, ich lebe in einer völlig anderen Welt, als die meisten anderen Menschen, die ich kenne. Manchmal beneide ich diese Menschen um ihre Gabe, das Offensichtliche nicht zu sehen und um ihre Ignoranz, das Wesentliche auszublenden. Blind zu sein, auf dem Auge des Mitgefühls. Aber tauschen möchte ich nicht mehr mit ihnen, selbst […]

Allein unter Blinden…ich sehe was, was Du nicht siehst!

Till Death do us part???

true love lasts forever

They say, Death separates us.

I say, NO. Death only change the spaces between us. But he do not part US.

If our Souls belong together, and it was REAL, REAL Love and we are Twinsouls.

Or Soulmates, we should know, we will see each other again, After death. No mather we was Father and Son, Daughter and Mother, or any other Kind of Connection.

If i know this, Then I’d rather be faithful too, beyond death.

Dont stop believing! Start to believe.

Nothing happens without an reason.

Did you miss someone and wants to get an Connection, here i am:

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Story of Last Night / Ein netter Traum?!

was geschah wirklich?

leise, sehr leise – vorsichtig einen Fuß vor den anderen setzend, schlich sie Meter für Meter, langsam durch den Wald.

Von Zeit zu Zeit, wenn der Mond durch die hohen Baumwipfel schien, blieb sie stehen und schaute sich um.

In diesen Momenten wagte sie sich nicht, weiter zu gehen, aus Angst das ihr Verfolger, den sie schon nah hinter sich wähnte, sie sah und das Spiel vorschnell vorbei war.

Als jedoch Stunden später immer noch nichts geschehen war und er sie nicht eingeholt hatte, wähnte sie sich als Gewinnerin und ging hoch erhobenen Hauptes zurück ins Camp.

Es schliefen noch alle. Da die Müdigkeit sie überkam, wunderte sie sich gar nicht warum keiner kam, sie zu empfangen, sondern ging schnurrstracks in ihr Zelt.

Kaum berührte ihr Kopf das dünne Kissen, schlief sie auch schon tief und fest.

Stunden später, wachte sie aus einem traumlosen und unruhigen Schlaf auf und fühlte sich wie betäubt.

Ihr lief ein kalter Schauer über den Rücken, als sie bemerkte, dass draußen scheinbar immer noch alles schlief.

„Wie lange habe ich geschlafen?“ dachte sie sich, stand auf, zog ihr Zelt auf und schaute sich um.

Niemand war zu sehen und auch weit und breit nichts zu hören.

Kein Lachen, kein Hundegebell, sogar Vogelgezwitscher konnte sie nicht vernehmen. Seltsam. Die Zelte der anderen, waren allesamt fest verschlossen.

Dem Stand der Sonne nach zu urteilen, war bereits Mittag.

Ein wenig ratlos ging sie auf das Zelt ihrer Schwester zu. Auch dieses war dicht verschlosssen, nichts regte sich drinnen.

Ein paar Meter davor stoppte sie, unschlüssig ob sie es öffnen sollte.

Tat es schließlich aber doch, das Zelt war leer. Sah aus, als wäre es nie bewohnt worden. Die Decken lagen sorgfältig gefaltet, auf den dünnen Matten.

Nichts lag herum. Man könnte meinen, niemand wäre je hier drin gewesen.

Aber etwas ließ sie aufschrecken.

Ihre Schwester war ein Jahr älter als sie und damals, in der alten Zeit, vor der Seuche, bewohnten sie zusammen ein winziges Zimmer, in dem kleinen Mietshaus ihrer Eltern.

Während sie die chaotische war, die gern mal etwas herumliegen ließ, war ihre Schwester überakurat.

Hinter ihr knirschte etwas und ließ sie, erschrocken zurückfahren. Angstschweiß brach ihr aus allen Poren, was hätte den Knirschen können.

Das Camp stand auf Erde und Rasen und gerade der Platz um das Zelt ihrer Schwester war penibel sauber.

Kein Ast der hätte knacken können.

Die Nackenhaare stellten sich ihr auf, als sie Geräusche vernahm, die auf die Zelte hinkamen.

Stimmgemurmel, von ihr unbekannten Stimmen. Was tun?

Was auch immer geschehen war, es war bestimmt nichts gutes und sie war der ganzen Sache nur entgangen, weil sie das Spiel mitgespielt hatte.

Kai, ihr Verfolger, war ja auch nicht aufgetaucht. Dabei war er der beste von allen.

Die Stimmen kamen näher und sie war fast steif vor Angst, als ihr eine Idee kam.

„Hey Kati, hey. Wach auf. “ jemand rüttelte sie, stöhnend schlug sie die Augen auf. Ihr Kopf dröhnte und das Blut pochte in den Schläfen.

Sie rieb sich den schmerzenden Kopf und setzte sich auf.

Die Mitglieder ihres Clans, standen im Halbkreis um sie herum.

Im Mondlicht leuchteten ihre blassen Gesichter, seltsam bizarr.

Sie schaute sich fragend um. Was war passiert, war sie nicht eben noch im Zelt?

Uwe, der Anführer und Freund ihrer Schwester, beugte sich zu ihr, „Kati, was ist denn passiert? Kai hat dich die ganze Nacht gesucht, er kam gerade alleine ins Camp zurück.“

Du warst 48 Stunden verschwunden und wir haben dich mehrfach gesucht und wir waren auch hier und jetzt, auf dem Rückweg zum Camp, liegst du plötzlich ohnmächtig hier.“

Sie begann zu zittern und ihr Kopf schmerzte so sehr.

„Bringt mich ins Camp.“ Mehr brachte sie nicht heraus.

In ihrem Zelt angekommen, fiel ihr Kopf auf das dünne Kissen, schon schlief sie tief und fest.

New Categories?!

What do you want to read, or want us to tell

Hey Friends,

what do you think about new Blogkategories?

I think about some Question and Answers Postings, and i would really love to get the response from all of you .)

So, what do you tink?

From which topics would you like more input and what would you like to read more about?

I would also love, if you start to share my blog, so that we can reach much more people all over the world.

So, lets get startet and let us talk:)

Our Topics are:

Wie wir die Welt erschaffen haben / How we created the World

Bewusstsein? / Consciousness

Aura / Chakra

Zirbeldrüse / Melatonin / Serotonin / Vit D3 usw / Third Eye, Pineal Gland

Akupunktur, Shiatsu , Feng-Shui

Meditation , Yoga / Reiki / Geistheilung / animal communication

Bewusstseinserweiterung / expansion of consciousness

Schwingungen / Frequenzen / Telepathie /

Vibrations / Frequencies / Telepathy /

Der innere Beobachter / Innerer Kritiker /Unterbewusstsein /

The inner observer / inner critic / subconscious

Konfliktwesen/ Realitätsgestaltung / Conflict management / shaping reality

Träume/Traumebenen/Traumwelten / Dreams / dream levels / dream worlds

Astralreisen/-Ebenen/-Wesenheiten/Astrale Körper /

Astral travel/planes/entities/astral bodies /

Tunnelsysteme /Tunnel systems

Inkarnation / Incarnation

Inkarnationsfallen/Reinkarnation / incarnation traps/reincarnation

Seele / Soul

Jenseitskommunikation / Channelings

Tierkommunikation / animal communication

Du bist Gott / You are God

Multiversen / Alternative Realitäten /Multiverse / Alternative Realities

Unsere Realität/Matrix / Our Reality / Matrix

Psychosoziale Beratung / Psychosomatische Beratung

Psychosocial counselling / Psychosomatic counselling

Wahre Menschheitsgeschichte / Anunnaki / True human history / Anunnaki

Starseeds

Ist die Erde ein Gefängnisplanet? Is Earth a prison planet?

Existieren Zukunft und Vergangenheit? Do future and past exist?

Wesenheiten / Entities

Was ist hinter dem Universum? What is behind the Universe?

Regeln und Zufälle im Universum / Rules and coincidences in the universe

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