Chakras - black holes?

While watching that 7-hour video of Nassim Haramein's lecture, a few images have popped up in the mind.

He was describing the sun gods, tall as they had been according to him. Saw an image of the sun gods appearing on the streets from a sphere of light in my mind's eye. That was pretty vivid.

When he described the Ark of the Covenant and the vortex that it most likely generated, the vortex of cloud and flames became vivid in the mind's eye. Along with it, the feeling of power was there as well.

Images, feelings and emotions of false expectations for "the end of the world" as well. A lot of people are thinking it would turn their lives for the better, somehow. Liberation, peace, etc. Though, a shortcut it definitely is not.
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An idea that there might actually be more than one geometry of equilibrium and that there might be more than one type of black hole.

What if each of the 7 most well-known chakras is a black hole? Perhaps centres of equilibrium at different "planes of existence" or frequencies. Well, for the chakras, the structure or geometry is different. It seems as if the higher the chakra, the more petals, the higher resonant frequency, the more stable the balance between the forces and so on.

Started to wonder about the 3rd eye, which is depicted with 2 petals (less than 1000, which would be the number of petals for the crown chakra). Found this on wikipedia:

In Tibetan Buddhism, this point is actually the end of the central channel, since the central channel rises up from the sexual organ to the crown of the head, and then curves over the head and down to the third eye. While the central channel finishes here, the two side channels continue down to the two nostrils.

From this perspective, Nassim Haramein might be describing the geometry of the realm that we're currently focused on the most (most likely conceived to be at the center - heart chakra). From the subset of 7 most well known chakras, there would be 3 chakras below the central one (less petals or force vectors to balance the system? Less stable?) and 3 above the central one (more forces to balance the system? More stable?).

Food for thought? Amazing, how much I've eaten and how hungry I've still been today.

A bit tired

Have been feeling somewhat tired today. Well, actually, did yesterday too. And the day before .. now there's been some days with less than 12 or 15 hours of work.

Sneezed for a couple of times today. Felt pretty floaty occasionally (not related to the feeling of weightlessness, though). More like bouncing out of the body and back.

Let go of some of that stuff, erupting warm psi off into the surroundings. Could feel the waves of psi slowly moving away from the body (roughly 2 inches per minute). Got some cold chills after that.

Started to experience a mild headache. Remembered some of the karmic traces that I've left without attention.

Somewhat cool .. today's Naruto Shippuuden episode looked a bit related.

Spontaneous breath-freshening

Tried to have the body fall asleep without maintaining it in the half-dream state for too long. Wanted it to feel more fresh in the morning.

Became a bit overwhelmed while coding and debugging at work. Reached a trance-like state and felt something open up in the head again.

A taste (and feeling) similar to mint appeared in the mouth. It seemed to have breath-freshening properties and a slightly sweet taste. Somewhat familiar, though, I can't remember the taste of mint from the previous experiences.

Intuition had me practice light-stepping on snow again. Had troubles visualizing the feeling of weightlessness and levitation today. However, for a few times it happened that I got attuned to the feeling of the snow surface being rock-solid.

A precog of the lab?

I guess now a couple of nights ago, there was also a dream, which I recognized as precognitive.

So far, all of the precognitive dreams have had that bluish black veil to it. As if everything were in a slight dark blue fog of sorts.

Entered the lab .. knew it has been a long while. Some things were still familiar, though, everything had gone way more hi-tech. Even the middle room was full of electronics and some tools. Entered the lab and it was amazingly crowded. Had never seen that many people there. Something was going on in one of the cleanrooms, some people were soldering boards together and stuff. Most of them I didn't know, but some of them were the old guys. Recognized one of the old management guys and some from other parts of the project. I was welcomed.
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Came home late yesterday and had difficulties falling asleep right away (had been hungry and had to eat before bed).

Suddenly, there was a period without mind. Breath didn't cease completely yet. This might've lasted for slightly less than a minute, I guess. Left the body there like that.

Later, I suddenly found the body overclocked with vibrations of psi. The frequency seemed to have doubled.
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Felt really tired and dull today. Everyone wanted something of me again, just wanted to finish at least one of the things that I considered of highest priority.

Would occasionally feel myself becoming irritated. Happened to lean once and felt a pulsing in the crown chakra. This helped me to calm down quickly.

At home, I found one of the flowers drying up. Took a bottle to water it. Poured some .. it seems there was a dried leaf on the edge of the pot .. now there was water dripping down from the pot, onto the cabinet.

"Now ain't that sweet," I thought, noting that almost exactly the same happened a couple of years ago, during another cycle of this life.

Opened the cabinet and observed water dripping down on the clothes, cabinet doors, me and the floor. Emotionless, I started to clean that up. During this process, felt psi pulsing strong in the upper body.
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Almost forgot. This lab dream had me wondering if I had been visiting the lab at night. The thing is, one morning the middle door was found unlocked. Also, for several nights (or mornings) in a row, there had been an alarm in the lab.

The room of someone else

Experienced a lot of 3rd eye sight on Saturday evening. Lost some more energy yesterday morning.

Tried light-stepping on snow yesterday. I guess there was just a little effect on the weight. Somewhat difficult to tell with the snowdrifts this shallow.
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Among some of the other things that I realized recently, I got the feeling of black magic.

At the department store, happened to look at one of the clerks, while dad bought minced meat and realized that black magic is pretty much just leaving a mess at someone else's place. Almost like paying a visit to someone and not expressing respect and gratitude towards their hospitality. Along with it, I saw an image of someone's room in a mess.

Wouldn't have considered it important enough to blog about, but this morning, there were a couple of related dreams.
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In one of the dreams, there was a multiplayer war game. Remembered that game, as well as that map there. Though, as nobody was playing it, the tanks, planes, helicopters were just standing there .. y'know, on a grid, as if in a map editor. Flew over the potential battleground, admiring the graphics, the detail and the ingenuity of the artists.
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Flew home, I guess. Or at least, what seemed to be like home. Next to the roof of a building, there was a big pear tree. A blonde girl had climbed or flown up there. I guess I recognized her from some other dreams or something. Stopped by, she asked if I wanted a pear or two.

Thanked her, took one randomly and lifted off, holding a tree branch lightly. Looked at the pear, to take a bite and saw a worm climbing out. Blew the worm out and ate the pear.

Noticed something that I hadn't seen before. I thought I was next to the storehouse at our summerhouse. However, at a corner of the storehouse, there was a small room. Wouldn't have noticed that, if I hadn't stopped at the tree. Definitely someone else's - that girl's place?. It gave off a slightly frightening feeling.

Flew in .. no doors, nothing there, just an open doorway. The room was dimly lit with a yellow light. The walls were all made of wood. I guess there were a couple of windows or weren't there, can't remember. What really caught my attention, though, were these two bunches of red feathers hanging from the ceiling (via strings).

In that room, I started to feel that familiar feeling of fear (like that of the satan goat dream). The feeling of an immense power without a source - couldn't trace it, because it was absolutely everywhere. So, there was a choice, either I could let this fear enter me and resonate with me or I could just flee. Did neither of these. Tried to purify and transform it to something better.
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Woke up in a bed at some foreign place. Mother was chatting with some of her acquaintances there. The one who woke up, told her about the dream.

Encouraged, I think I entered her Mom's room. Could just barely sense any fear. A rather small room, with a lot of furniture. All of this seemed to have been related to her past jobs. She had been working in a jury system? Cool. Found that the jury hammer was missing .. gently knocked on the table, listened to the sound and poofed away.

Million dollar question

Father found this lecture from Nassim Haramein:

7 hours, but what a nice overview of how the universe works.. =)
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Discussed some of that stuff with father and asked him the million dollar question, certain that out of all the gurus from the dreams, he would have the answer today.

Guess what, he did.

To me, life has often seemed like a conveyor belt work. Walking up the same stairs over and over again, then falling back down and on for another ride (and fall). The seemingly infinite loops of enlightenment process with slipping and starting from scratch again. At least several months, if not years to get up the stairs again.

Took a shower and realized I've been whining about this taking months, when it actually should take tens of lifetimes. Missed the point, there's no rush, never has been.

I already know that it's the process that matters. Also, even though it looks so much the same, there are these little and yet absolutely vital details that I failed to notice during the previous cycles.

Still, from the holistic perspective, there shouldn't be anything to gain, lose or achieve.

Father's take on the point of life was the perfection of the process of enlightenment. Which means hundreds of times of trying, preferred without success. That is, because being successful doesn't mean mastery just yet.

He reminded me of how he had been trained to fly one of the interstellar saucers of the Greens. Hundreds of trials with different modes, menus and what not and none of them even close to successful. A lot of effort without fruit, and then the teacher would reprogram the device, after which, everything suddenly worked without effort. This sparked some thoughts in my mind.


If we take the alien way of teaching and consider all the obstructions laid on the path of mankind, we get the same process .. takes a lot of effort just not to sink in and drown. However, perhaps one day, the obstructions would be gone and we would have mastered a part of the enlightenment process pretty much without realizing it ourselves.

So, I guess the problem might be the guys (and gals), who keep finding those shortcuts or flaws in the system. In other words, us. For several times, someone has helped me (effectively having me skip the intermediate steps) or against all the odds, I've managed to break out of the loop with the help of self-suggestion and meditation.

Strange cylindrical object

In one of the dreams, there was a strange form of matter. A small cylindrical metallic-looking object (reflectance similar to that of aluminum) with some sort of a pattern on top.

Well, its properties changed with thoughts and emotions. I guess it occasionally lost its shape, melted and started boiling without changes in its physical environment. It didn't become hot when it started boiling.

Somehow felt the object being cross-dimensional by nature.