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    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM

    Since the beginning of the century there have been a lot of out of body/astral projection primers which more or less have endeavoured to explain the phenomenon of projection according to the "empty body" theory which, as Robert says, leads to all sorts of misunderstood perceptions ( e.g. The "dual consciousness" experience which most of us can encounter now and again and the need to concoct unnecessary rituals to "protect" the physical body from invading spirits etc...)

    It can be hard for any of us to get out of a "mind set" or ...

    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM

    It is a formidable task to contemplate the mechanisms of the mind. We will use our brains and our minds as tools to explore the workings of our brains and our minds (imagine, if you will, your computer working quietly each night trying to understand why it is able to compute however, unlike a computer, the organization of the brain involves variability, differential amplification, degeneracy and value) and although researchers are making great strides in attempting to understand the mystery of consciousness, if there is a definite answer it remains elusive and tantalizingly just out of comprehensive reach. That is, just out of reach if we try to understand in terms of the commonly known three spatial dimensions and the fourth of space-time. Pickover, in Surfing Through Hyperspace, quotes from P. D. Ouspensky's 1908 essay on the fourth dimension. I believe it is worth repeating here.

    We may have very good reason for saying that we are ourselves beings of four dimensions and we are turned towards the third dimension with only one of our sides, i.e., with only a small part of our being. Only this part of us lives in three dimensions, and we are conscious only of this part as our body. The greater part of our being lives in the fourth dimension, but we are unconscious of this greater part of ourselves. Or it would be still more true to say that we live in a four-dimensional world, but are conscious of ourselves only in a three-dimensional world.

    It may indeed require an understanding of higher dimensions including those described by Mr. Robert Bruce, to finally begin to understand this sweet mystery of life.

    Consciousness appears to be dependent upon activation of many widely-separated areas of the human brain rather than enjoying a special location within the brain, this location commonly referred to as the seat of the soul or the seat of consciousness. It appears that the thalamocortical system and associated consciousness-specific interconnections with other consciousness-related brain areas may be that is responsible for consciousness awareness. Before getting very wet, it may behoove us to test the water with a review of simple anatomy and physiology.

    I. Basic Brain Anatomy

    The human brain, weighing approximately three pounds or roughly two percent of body weight, can be thought of as the sacred vessel that contains and reproduces the world around us. All of our conscious and unconsciousness perceptions are filtered, altered, analyzed and organized by a gigantic symphony of neuronal players and then distributed to other body organs via nerve impulses and biochemical messengers. Our entire experiential universe is contained within the substance of the brain's matter. However, one perplexing question is generated by the study of the brain. What happens after the brain ceases to function and has surrendered to the dreaded ghost of impermanence? Is there something within the brain that lives on as the soul? Is there truly a "seat of consciousness" within the brain?

    Prior to a brief discourse on the origin of consciousness and the seat of the soul, it would behoove us to review some basic brain anatomy. For those readers who which to pursue these topics in greater depth, there is a suitable bibliography at the end of this appendix.

    The central nervous system (CNS) consists of the brain and spinal cord comprised of 200 billion neurons. In the developing embryo, a neural groove soon differentiates into a neural tube and at the cephalic or "head end", the brain forms as the prosencephalon (forebrain) which is further subdivided into the diencephalon and the telencephalon. When we think of the brain, we often picture two roughly equal-sized hemispheres, the inferior and posterior cerebellum or "small brain", and the midline brain stem, which continues distally as the spinal cord. The forebrain is the most rostral, ( i.e. closest to the nasal passages), portion of the three primary brain vesicles of the embryonic neural tube. The ...

    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM

    My last question concerns the existence of spirits (I mean the souls of dead people and etc). Your logical explanation of how subtle bodies are created has the physical body as the generator ...

    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM

    (Question from a Reader)

    Do you have to have special abilities to experience an OBE?


    No, you do not need special ...

    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM

    By Michael Ross

    Do you want to leave the body?

    Are you prepared to practice the essential virtues of patience, perseverence and rigorously apply techniques to encourage an Out - of - Body experience?

    If so, it is very likely that you will and have complete, undeniable verification that you are, indeed, a spiritual being, an eternal unit of consciousness.

    For over thirty years I have been fortunate in experiencing many out-of-body journeys and phenomena.

    Since that first (typically!) frightening experience at the age of seventeen when I found myself floating above my physical body and shouting "Get Back! Get Back!" I have been fascinated with this utterly exhilarating and fulfilling ...

    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM

    (Question from a Reader)

    I recently had a dream where I was in contact with my I/THERE (Bob Monroe called it the cluster) and I saw everything coming together ...
    by Published on 1st January 1970 12:33 AM
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    Laurāelle, The Ceremony & The Sword

    by Robert Bruce

    (C)Copyright 1990

    I have hesitated over the telling of this tale for many years. I have a lifetime of experiences like this to share, but some (like this one) may seem way over the top to some people, no matter how its written. This is simply because they lack any kind of experience that would allow them to relate to it. Because of this, part of me says to keep these things to myself, while another part urges me to share everything freely. So, although I am still undecided on this matter, I've decided to take a risk and let you, the reader, be the judge.

    The following experience happened in the late 80's. This is one of the most extraordinary OBE experiences I have had to date. It occurred during a powerful real time projection around midnight. It depicts some highly unusual events.

    Many of you are, or will soon become, projectors in your own right. Some of you, I am quite sure, will have experiences every bit as awe-inspiring as this one may seem to you right now. And after reading this, at least you will have something to measure your own extraordinary experiences against. And maybe one day you'll think to yourself, hey, that Astral Knights story of Robert's is not so weird after all. When out-of-body it really does pay to be prepared for the unexpected -- understatement!

    There is a whole lot more to OBE and other dimensions than meets the eye. Other dimensions, even the relatively simple and stable real-time zone, have aspects to them that are hidden for the most part, even to the most serious and dedicated of experienced projectors. I honestly think its more a matter of sincerity, heartfelt open-mindedness, belief and a willingness to believe, than it is of skill or ability or natural talent. But I do not extend this thought to include the imaginations and fantasies of a vaporous mind.

    The following is a fully objective Real-Time experience, with key events taking place immediately after leaving my physical body. I was fully awake when I left my body, fully awake and coherent during the experience, and fully awake when I reentered it. There was no break in consciousness at any time, and I had a full shadow memory download. I did not leave the real-time environment; nor my own house (nor my own mind for that matter) at any time during this experience.

    It begins. Buzzing out of my body around midnight, I floated towards the dining room and stopped cold. A being, looking much like a traditional gargoyle, was hovering near the kitchen entrance, high up on the wall. It was an ugly brute about the size of a large dog, humanoid but with over-long legs and arms, dark leathery body and a leering caricature of a face with dull-red glowing eyes. It was hunched motionless with knees held to its chest just inside the wall about head-high. It seemed to be watching me but I don't think it was aware I had spotted it yet. I floated forward to confront it and it sprang to life. It moved with the strobe-like jerkiness common to many negative entities; when seen clairvoyantly or during a real-time OBE. Turning, it moved through the wall away from me…and into the nursery. A fierce shiver of energy coursed through me and all fear vanished as I thought about what this thing might be doing to my children.

    A cold, calm rage filled me and my heart center (of my projected double) throbbed heavily as energy poured into me; coming from my physical body. I desperately wanted to drive this thing away, or kill it if I could. There had been an uncomfortable atmosphere in our house lately that came and went. My children had not been sleeping well, having nightmares, night terrors and et cetera.

    I racked my brain for a way to attack it and remembered something I'd read many years ago by Dione Fortune, in her excellent book, Psychic Self Defense. Dione said to ask for your sword and armor whilst out-of-body, or if this failed, to create them for yourself. I decided to try creating one first, not having much faith that some mysterious being or force from above might actually give me a sword and armor. I'm a realist at heart and although I'd seen a lot of strange and wonderful things, especially during out-of-body experiences, I'd never seen anything that might lead me to believe something as fantastical as this might ever happen.

    I held out my hand and visualized a big, double-handed broad sword, just as Dione had suggested in her book. The sword slowly formed and came into sight over a few seconds, like an image appearing on photographic paper in development fluid. I turned to move after the creature but the sword faded as soon as I ceased holding it in shape with my mind. I remade it several times but it kept fading away. Frustrated and with a sense of growing urgency, I gave up on the idea of creating a sword. In exasperation, I decided to try the other method. 'What did I have to lose,' I thought? Quieting my mind I raised my hand, sincerely and most-reverently asking God aloud for my sword. What happened next totally blew me away and changed my understanding of OBE forever!

    The following events, apart from being greatly shortened and toned down here and there, are as accurately given as I can remember and write them.

    A long, deep horn blast sounded far off behind me and hung in the air as a rumbling cloud slowly formed in front of me, just above my dining table. It looked like a heavy rain cloud: mottled dark-gray and solid looking, like a miniature thundercloud about the size of a small motor car. It had shape, depth and movement and generated an atmosphere of great power and presence. Flashes of internal lightning and sparks of colored light came from within the cloud, lighting up the dimly-lit room with every flicker and flash. The cloud hummed and rumbled, pulsating with awesome power. A deep voice then boomed from inside the cloud. It was mega-loud, deep and resonant, sounding just as anyone might imagine the voice of God would actually sound.

    To date, I still have no idea what this cloud was, where it came from, why it appeared before me, nor of who the being was that spoke to me from within it was. I am not in any way, shape or form, claiming or intimating this was the actual voice of God -- but it does make one wonder, as this is most definitely a 'burning bush' kind of experience.

    The voice from within the cloud addressed me by my full name. It then began a long address, speaking powerfully and eloquently in clear English. It went through a lengthy spoken ritual and finished by listing the extensive virtues and accomplishments of something or someone named, Laurāelle. This went on for several minutes with no repetitions. I was absolutely awe-struck and speechless by all this. I don't remember all the dialogue as the voice had a whole lot to say, but as memory serves me the ritual went something along the lines of this:

    "You are summoned here by the Continuance."
    "To stand forth; free and unfettered by flesh."
    "For the timeless ceremony of knighthood."
    "As in your beginning, so stand you now."
    "Having passed the required trials and tests."
    "As defined by the ritual of Continuance."
    "Judged fit for service by your peers."
    "Judged fit to rejoin the Continuance."
    "Judged fit to renew your vows."
    "Judged fit to receive your sword."

    There was lots more, but in brief, the voice continued:

    "Who holds this man to rejoin the Continuance?"

    The far off horn sounded one loud, sharp blast.

    "I do!"

    Spoke a strong male voice from close behind me. Startled (understatement of the century!) I turned to see a large man with an enormous broad sword, wearing a full suit of heavy plate armor and chain mail standing behind me. He raised the great sword and moved to stand beside me. He lifted his visor and nodded as if he knew me. I smiled and nodded back at him. By this time I was beyond speechless and nothing would have surprised me. The voice continued:

    "Who holds this man to rejoin the Continuance?"

    The horn sounded another deep blast that made me jump; out of my skin if I had one.

    "I do!"

    Spoke a woman's voice from beside me. Turning, again stunned, another armored knight with a raised sword moved to stand on the other side of me. This one was a woman by the sound of her voice and the shape of her armor. She was much smaller than the man and wearing a different type of armor. Her's was almost white with a platinum sheen to it. They kneeled each side of me, he on my left and she on my right. They faced the cloud with heads bowed and swords held by blades, points resting down with hilts before their faces as if they were praying.

    This same ritual was repeated many times until a dozen armed and armored knights, both men and women, stood all around me with swords raised. Each one appeared and answered as the horn sounded a blast and the great voice repeated the question. They slowly formed a semi-circle with me in the center, all kneeling and facing the awesome cloud. At certain points in the ritual they spoke, sometimes singly and sometimes together, answering the many questions put to them by the incredible voice.

    The voice told us all to rise. The first two knights who had spoken out, moved to stand close on either side of me, with each resting a hand on my shoulder. They lifted their visors and smiled warmly at me. The big man looked me straight in the eye and nodded his bearded head firmly. The woman smiled and winked at me. I nodded and smiled back. They both seemed very real, human and familiar, but from where or when I knew them I could not recall. At the time of writing this book, I still don't know who or what they are or where they come from, even though I've seen them many times since and have grown extremely fond of them all.

    The great voice continued:

    "Forged and wrought for the glory of God, shaped by angelic hands and blessed with the gift of life by the Holy Spirit, I give you the sword...Laurāelle! Laurāelle stands out against the darkness! Defender of life! Slayer of dragons! Scourge of all demons! Bringer of light and wielder of death! Child of the holiest of holy swords...I give you the sword...Laurāelle!"

    The voice went on at some length here, listing virtues and deeds and battles and all kinds of stuff that made no sense at all to me. I remember only a very small part of the entire dialogue.

    At the end of this, the voice stopped and a brilliant shaft of light appeared, coming from high above and piercing a hole through the swirling clouds, up where my ceiling used to be. Something long and sparkling swirled and sank slowly towards me from a great height. The voice started talking, and again it had a whole lot to say. I was prompted to kneel in prayer at this point and then to raise my right hand and repeat some lengthy vows, as given me by the voice. It felt right so I went along with this in all sincerity. My outstretched arm and hand I noticed at this point was covered in burnished steel. Glancing down at myself, I found I was wearing a full suit of armor. With a final sparkling sunburst, the sword Laurāelle spun down into my open hand, slamming into it like an old friend shaking my hand. I stood up and the wonderful cloud slowly faded from sight with a final verbose blessing.

    I hefted the sword and swished it about, marveling at its glittering length and feel. Engraved along its blade were strange designs and words etched in a language I did not recognize. These moved under my fingers as I ran my hand over them. The sword felt alive and vibrant with energy.

    I had originally tried creating a huge two handed broad sword like my bearded friend held, so tried to manipulate the shape of this sword with my mind. It faded slowly and formed into the huge sword I had earlier tried to create, but snapped back into its original form the moment I relaxed my will. Laurāelle has a set form I cannot alter. She looks something like you might expect an ornate knight's sword to be, possibly French, with a beautifully engraved blade and bejeweled cross hilt. Laurāelle has a quality and presence that demands respect, making it very clear she is not just some pretty toy or adornment.

    Looking around, wondering what I should do, dumbfounded at the enormity of this whole experience, I saw the other knights were sheathing their swords and waving, as if about to leave. They began fading and winking out all around me, disappearing to God knows where or when: maybe back to normal lives like mine, maybe not. I soon found myself alone and moved through the wall to check on my children. They were all sleeping soundly, thank goodness. There was no sign of the thing I'd seen earlier.

    Taking one last incredulous look at Laurāelle, I let her go. She faded from sight along with my armor. Returning to my physical body, I got out of my recliner in the living room and switched on a lamp. I had been out of my body for less than thirty minutes. Writing down this whole amazing experience, over a pint of cold milk and a cheese sandwich, I remember smiling and saying to myself: "Mat one is EVER going to believe any of this!" I could hardly believe it myself, but it did happen.

    Later, as I sat in the near-darkness, pondering on what had just transpired, I suddenly felt a bit lonely and out of place. The house seemed to have a surreal quality and, just for a moment, I wondered if this reality were any more real than the one I'd just experienced. "Oh my dear God its all so very real", I said to myself. And as I walked through the house on my way to bed after tucking in my children, I stopped and looked back at the dining table where the awesome cloud had been earlier. I felt something nagging at the back of my mind, like a far-off memory. Something was telling me that what had just happened was more important than I realized, and that someday OBE was going to play a very important part in my life. Of course, this was many years before Astral Dynamics was even a proverbial twinkle in my eye!

    Since having the above experience, I only have to raise my hand and think of Laurāelle, at anytime whilst out of my body, and she appears instantly, sliding into my hand. This continues to amaze me every time it happens, but I must admit I've become rather attached to the old girl over the years. I have also put her to good use many, many times since all of this started. But about that part of my life I cannot really speak any more on at the moment; sorry. I have, however, been considering writing two more books, called "Advanced Astral Dynamics" and "The Astral Missions". These would, of course, include further investigations into the Astral Knights phenomenon.

    I know the above experience sounds crazy, but its the Gods truth; I swear this on my life and all I hold dear. I almost did not share this experience because of this. And the Astral Knights chapter was cut from my book, Astral Dynamics, for this same reason -- re its just too crazy to conceive of! I still know very little about the astral knights, their purpose, history and origins. They seem a loose-knit group of projectors who are occasionally gathered together: but gathered by whom or by what or for what purpose I have no idea. By loose-knit I don't mean to say its casual. Far from it, the Astral Knights seem a fairly disciplined group. I meet up with the Astral Knights, during OBE, a couple of times a year on average. I have no idea who or what controls this group, but some higher-force most definitely appears to be behind it all. There are usually a dozen or so knights present, but many more will appear at times.

    I'd like to make it very clear here that I do not control this group and cannot call them up at will, or get them to do my bidding -- I wish! I have been in many situations over the years where I have tried to summon this group, to help people in cases of apparently genuine need, with varying results; usually negative. Also, these knights will not always appear when I call them, even while I am out of my body. This makes research extremely difficult. To be perfectly honest, I know very little about this phenomenon and am still trying to come to terms with it myself.

    A Case History

    Following is another example of an astral combat type of experience, but this time from another projector's viewpoint. This illustrates that this type of out-of-body event is not quite as uncommon as it may appear to be. I have come across many other projectors over the years who also appear to be astral knights, and the majority of these men and women are very matter of fact about it. They do not consider themselves as being anything special. It is just something they are moved to do occasionally during OBE's. Please note that coming across seriously negative type entities during a projection, as shown in the above and below experiences, is extremely rare...unless you go actively looking for trouble, as Rod seems to have done.


    I have found my sword at last! I tried many times to summon and create one, but eventually it just appeared in my hand. It has an embossed leaf pattern forming the entire outside of it. It also has a leaf-like shape which is like nothing I have ever seen before, but my sword it is. After your armor and sword suggestion in your last letter, I also created a suit of armor. It just appeared on me and is made of leaf-like plates, in a similar pattern to the sword. Suffice it to say - I like it!

    I was out-of-body recently and, K, was with me. I felt something was missing and raised my arms above my head. I saw a light above me and a beam of silvery-white light shot down from a portal about 30 feet above me. It touched my hand and formed into my leaf sword. It felt right and comfortable and I knew it could never be taken from me. Now I have it I can 'vanish' it and bring it back any time I like. In all other projections, since this, I did the same thing and the sword came back to me each time. I have since used it against several malevolent entities I have come across on my travels.

    The other night I was out of my body, in real time, and passing over the city. I saw a black fountain, huge and cloud like, coming out of a building, extending maybe 50 feet above the roof. I went to investigate and the fountain disappeared. I felt it was some kind of a marker and that something was inside the building, and I was being called to it. I went in through an open window on the fourth floor and found something in that room. It was horrible and black - very difficult to describe - and worse than any film monster I've ever seen. It was standing, snarling over a cowering person lying on a bed. I tried to push it away but it pushed me back a 'lot' harder and I was thrown out the window. I went back in and invoked my sword. It came at me and I swung the sword over my head and cut the thing in two. Then I swung the sword from right to left and cut the thing into four. On some level I knew this wouldn't work and as I watched, the creature flowed back together, trapping my sword inside it.

    I knew the sword was mine and couldn't be taken from me, so I 'vanished' it and formed it in my hand again. Intuitively, I raised the sword above my head and visualized a tunnel above me, going straight up. It formed, and at the other end of the tunnel I saw a very bright light. Something or someone flew down the tunnel. They were vaguely humanoid and surrounded by golden fire. It looked around and then shot back up the tunnel again. I sent a beam of golden energy out of my sword, and used it to push the creature upward into the tunnel. It resisted very strongly, but I kept pushing until finally it fell in. It tried to crawl back down again but I pushed it one more time and then closed off the entrance. The tunnel vanished, the room went dark again and my sword disappeared. I looked at the person curled up on the bed and saw big purple and black bruises on them, although maybe this was in their aura. I tried to send energy and love and healing to them and hope it helped. Then I left and went back to my body. It was an exhausting and rather disturbing series of events. I got up and wrote this down and then wandered around my house, feeling disoriented and odd for quite some time...Rod

    Receiving a sword and armor when requested appears to be the sign a projector has long-term connections in the astral planes and/or higher realms, but of which they may be totally unaware. It may also mean they have in some way passed a test and been promoted to active astral duty, or so to speak. Asking for your sword should ideally be done at the very start of a real time projection, after moving away from your physical body. You should raise your hand (feel yourself doing this but don't try and look at your hand) and ask aloud with deep sincerity and reverence for your sword. If you are ready for it you will receive it; its as simple as that. If your first request is not answered, try again the next time you are out, and keep on trying until you are ready.

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