Really happened.

So, no one will consider anything I say as truth.

I believe you.

In my foolish youth I took 10 Avil car sickness tablets with a friend and then went home. At home I started to have hallucinations while trying to sleep. It was dark, I had my eyes shut and I was reading a book that actually made sense to me at the time. I didn't even have to turn the pages, all I had to do was think about turning the page and it happened.

I eventually went up to the emergency ward of my local hospital because I couldn't sleep. After giving me some Ipecac and waiting for an hour or so the doctor said I should be alright to go home. He asked me if I had seen any hallucinations lately and I replied ' not unless there is a furry tailed squirrel running up and down and swirling around the leaves of that palm tree out side the window'. He looked at me strangely (as we don't have squirrels were I come from) and let me go home. I didn't have any tinnitus though.

It sounds like somebody slipped something into your drink.
 
[...] Go to the hospital and in the adjacent cubicle believe a doctor is talking to some animal, like the racoon in Guardians of the Galaxy [...] When I left the hospital I said I now believe in the multiverse. [...] They also like music. They seem like a bunch of small entities that can coalesce and move objects; like me sitting in a chair a couple inches. One morphed into something of a fruit fly and flew up my sleeve.

By "hospital", I at first thought you meant an intensive care stay before finally being released. As it's not uncommon for patients in ICU to experience hallucinations. Like being in a completely different world when they close their eyes and returning to this one immediately after opening them again. Each time the events in the other world appear as if they were continuing in progress when not observed. Sometimes the two do bleed together, like an alligator entering the room behind the telemetry nurse or an imaginary wasp noisily clattering around a light fixture (flying things are routine, like the fruit fly).

But simply a routine visit to hospital environs is another matter, especially if no else was reacting to something in the air, water, food, or via skin absorption of something on the arms of the waiting chairs.

Intensive care: Patients' experiences: People in intensive care also receive many medicines and some of these can cause nightmares and auditory or visual hallucinations (e.g. opiates and less commonly benzodiazepines). A few people experienced no nightmares or hallucinations while they were in intensive care. Others remembered nothing of their entire time in ICU, including any dreams and hallucinations. Although some people had no dreams or hallucinations, for others these were an important part of their whole experience.
 
You think you're partially smart. Why don't you go you for it and show everyone I'm a lying retard?
 
Tell me the motive I have.
No.

If you're sincerely concerned about the circumstances you experienced, then say so.

At the moment, you seem far more interested in picking a fight about whether or not I'm taking you seriously than you are about the events you described in the hospital.
 
No.

If you're sincerely concerned about the circumstances you experienced, then say so.

At the moment, you seem far more interested in picking a fight about whether or not I'm taking you seriously than you are about the events you described in the hospital.
Well, yeah.
 
Has anyone suffered from tinnitus? Able to hear music without sound, have it randomly take on different tempos, stick your fingers in your ears and "hear" it better from background noise?Also have background noise induce it?

Hurt yourself from a seizure, leave the closet open and go to bed and swear an article of clothing is reaching out to get you? Turn on the light and have and have it go away. Go back to bed, have the ceiling light morph into some sort of animal, reach out to get you. Have streamers suddenly appear attached to a picture above your bed and be drawn by some force to the light fixture. Freak out, turn on the light and have it back to normal?

Go to the hospital and in the adjacent cubicle believe a doctor is talking to some animal, like the racoon in Guardians of the Galaxy, hear him say he's like to put a helmet on him and take him for a spin on his motorcycle. Remark that people will eventually find out about the situation anyway.

He, the animal, actually looked like the silhouette of a teddy bear with no legs when he came to the curtain of my cubicle. I told him he wasn't real. He told me to hold out my hand and he blew on them. I looked behind the curtain but saw nothing.

I lay down and a purring badger with the body of a cushion came out from under my pillow. It indicated, by way of manipulating it's body that it was here (in the city I presume) for Google, of which there is outlet. Also make pictures.

When I left the hospital I said I now believe in the multiverse.


:EDIT:

They also like music. They seem like a bunch of small entities that can coalesce and move objects; like me sitting in a chair a couple inches. One morphed into something of a fruit fly and flew up my sleeve.

There's also two universities, a college and an world renowned institute for theoretical physics where I live. They might have something to do with it.


This book might help to explain the whole thing.....

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or......


Chapter eight of Christian Andreason's NDE book will also help.......
the people who commit suicide often get into a mind set of a practical joker in the afterlife.


http://www.allaboutchristian.com/spirituality/index.html

Chapter 8 - Questions and Answers

Crossing Over



What about Suicide?

If there is one issue I get questioned about more than any other, it is about suicide.

For many of us, we will literally have 100’s of incarnationsand for some, there will be even more. And until GOD calls us all home for good, there will be no limit to the amount of lives one is allowed to live. Living multiple lives is like writing many books, with each representing a single lifetime; and at the end of every lifetime, if we like, we will have a story we can read and relive for all eternity. And if we want to add to the story, all we need do is incarnate again.

Suicide can be comparable to us starting a book, but not finishing it. This of course leaves the story we started only partly written. Imagine picking up a fascinating 200 page book and only being able to read to page 60, simply because the rest of the pages are blank!

I understand that from Heaven’s view point, it is much more difficult to pick up a life where you left off where suicide is concerned, as the energies swirling around a Soul during that time can seem quite severe and intenseand who wants to start off a new lifetime that way? When I walked through The Hall of Doors in Heaven, (which represented many of my former lifetimes) I quickly understood that most of my future incarnations were always based around the conclusions of my previous existence. It was like my next life was always an answer from the last one. If I had accomplished much good in my former life, then an abundance of good energy followed me to where ever I was headed; and if I was destructive or insensitive, then much of that kind of energy (which I had created or drawn toward me because of my actions) would find me once I incarnated again. I think it is like this for all of us. Where ever we leave off, energetically that is the place we begin again. So if we leave one life filled with drama and chaosdrama and chaos in the next life is where we tend to begin.
 
Please post on topic. Do not include irrelevant sexual content.
From my own personal experiences, I have inadvertently stumbled upon the best remedy for that problem. If you receive oral astral but sex, it can subdue the affects of hearing ringing and hearing voices. That only occurs if there is no vaginal penetration.

What you seem to experiencing is some type of time travel sickness from traveling back to a previous timeline. Maxwell’s Demon lost the Boltzmann Brain War. I had a similar experience from going to the hospital, and I had two time travelers in the room’s next to me. I believe it has something to do with the rate signals are sent to the past.

There is a lot of talk about it on Reddit, where users claim to be able to alter your universe by altering those frequencies back onto yourself through time to change their current universe. I think it is actually due to you re-entering a previous closed time like looping system. Somehow that type of penetration sends a larger vibration along a field that distorts the ringing sensation.
 
I believe a more traditional alternate method is baptism. Water is supposed to be the best compound for interacting with tachyonic emissions. It would be best to avoid tap water or running water that is treated with chemicals. Holy water would provide an extra benefit. The water purification system can be hacked into. The frequency of the running water can be hacked into as well. It temporarily prevents any messages sent electronically.

You can also try humming and focusing on any layers you may sense surrounding your skull. It seems to loosen the layers responsible for creating extra sensory communication, making them interact with each other differently. You can achieve silence through some type of Buddhist meditation.
 
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