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"The collective timeline we are on now is the focus of attention of many great souls from many realms making the choice for love to actuate a collective timeline where goodness prevails. We all can see where the current timeline is headed: toward technocratic tyranny. It has already happened. Tyranny has already prevailed and spread beyond Earth out into our galaxy. We have incarnated here now to choose otherwise, to opt out of Clown World."

I fully resonate with that. In a way, we are rewriting our reality, and truly everyone who gives voice to this future is one of the authors. Thank you. Really enjoyed that.

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May 31, 2022·edited May 31, 2022Liked by Citizen Doctor

Very interesting, thank you. I will read your post again, slowly, so I can digest it bit by bit.

Before that, I will leave here my own experience, it may be useful to someone...

I was in a coma. At first, I felt like I was pinned on the wall and electrocuted, then I saw my family from above and later I told them exactly how and where they were in the room and they confirmed.

I went back to the hospital after, and everything was as I saw it when I was "floating" around.

I've never been in that building before. I even went downstairs to an entry that was not used, the big glass doors were there, still chained, unused furniture and all sorts of devices covered in white sheets were in the square hallway exactly as I saw them while being in that weird state. The park at the rear of the building, the benches, the trees were there, I walked the pathways looking up.

And then the ring. A woman who was doing the cleaning in that area asked the doctor if she can stay after her shift to pray at my bed, because I reminded her of her son who died of leukaemia. He was reluctant, but she insisted and he finally agreed, on condition that nobody sees her.

The doctor was (he's dead now) a neighbour and friend of my family, and he told me the whole story afterwards, when I visited him and I told him about my experience.

The night he was on duty, he checked on me and opened the door and saw the woman mumbling something at my feet, while spinning a gold ring on her finger. That's all.

When I pulled all the wires the EKG thing started beeping and the nurse found me collapsed on the floor, trying to climb back to the bed, because I had to find the ring. This is what I told her, before I fainted again.

I will mention at this point that to me all religions are fake, scams meant to keep people stupid and fearful. Although the environment and everything in it does seem manufactured, the story behind it is definitely something else, and I am OK with not knowing it. There must be a reason why I don't taste UV light and I don't hear gravitation too.

Back to the story, the doctor was absolutely gobsmacked when I told him the whole story, and we became good friends, he would always have nice coffee, a cigar and some good old malt whiskey for me in his office ツ

Thirty years later I experienced ayahuasca, because many are saying it takes one out of one's physical body, but it's not the same. Still amazing and unforgettable, but nothing the same. Visually stunning, the interaction with the entities was ... memorable to say the least, and I somehow made a friend who listened to me and gave me some answers. And I saw lots of me, meeting other entities around something like a big box, like me repeating myself and being one at the same time, but still repeating myself ... that was eerie. And time was like clay, physical like an object I could shape and use at will.

At the end, the friendly entity told me "Remember; all your trips were one". And when I landed back in this realm, very softly, I was still repeating myself, I could not stop it, and I was laughing at myself.

Very vivid experience, and kind of weird, it echoed quite a while within me.

But nothing beats being immaterial, floating above and moving without moving, because I was everywhere at once, even if I did not meet anyone and it wasn't as richly coloured as the N,N-DMT induced one.

One interesting thing; when in that state - dead - one does not have feelings. None. And no sensory perception. I saw myself down there, in the hospital bed, but I didn't care, actually that body was kind of repelling me. I call them "suits", these bodies.

Sounds are distorted, but if one wants to make them clearer, one has to concentrate on a specific source. It won't be crystal clear, but understandable, because of the memory. One remembers what that noise means. The view is interesting, no colours, no deep dark either. I saw a blue oxygen cylinder, I remember "looking" at it twice, because it was coloured. And the view is 360°, perhaps even like a ball - I didn't have time to fully adjust to my new options - and I could focus on something just by wanting to see it in detail, from a certain angle. No cold or warm, no happiness or sorrow, no smell, no colours (except blue) no touch, no taste, some sort of sight and very distorted, mixed sounds.

Another interesting thing, while in the park, I remembered that the trees' crowns are green, and they became green, and I thought I should go back inside and try to get the rest coloured as well, but it was a trap, because I was pulled back. And it was painful, when I was being reconnected with the physical body all the senses hit me at once, it was overwhelming. Perhaps this is why new born children are crying, their soul is in actual pain.

I got carried away and I wrote a whole page, so I'll better stop here ツ

That's it. If anyone wants to call it a dream and find scientific explanations for it, they are welcome.

It won't change anything for me.

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This is really beautiful and mind blowing to me as it connects a paradox I've been struggling with between primarily Buddhism and Hinduism: namely, the presence of a soul. Buddha believed in more energizing life force animating things including animals and even rocks which always struck me as similar to Native American beliefs. Of course there is the other side of whether a conscious field of vision alters the object being viewed or whether it simply reflects back like a mirror. I tend to think of it more like a dance. Hindu and certainly Christian believe in the presence of a soul, which whether it reincarnated or went on to Heaven's Gates seems to be viewed as static, unchanging, and human. This aspect of energy disconnecting, reconnecting and forming solid mass makes intuitive sense to me...Thank you

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