All our trouble is that with the occult arts, we try bypassing something that is an entirely open channel in itself. It has taken so much time during which we have been really unable to say what is going on in our brains during quite ordinary things; apart from being able to perceive certain reactions, we are unable to answer how and why processes occur within the mind, and how certain information is processed and stored.
Both shadow and fear in a lucid dream are always and only routes to the Angel who tells us where to go – if we dare and if we find courage and Will.
Success in the complete transfer of consciousness to the astral body is something that is very rare in occult work, and it can be said that this technique is both simple and impossible to perform.
He must understand that both him, his vision, and his eyes are only a part of one and the same apparatus, and even when he has completely failed, it is precisely the desire of that mechanism to manifest in this way.
I am vibrating names, and passing through. I show up on a single leaf of a tree. I am so tiny; in front of me, there is a drop of some liquid, actually dew, sliding down that leaf.
A note in the dream Diary does not serve to admire your phantasmagorias but to dissect them, measure them, probe them with the flame of childish intrigue.
A change in consciousness that is experienced during the trance and astral projection is more valuable than all the seminars and workshops on which you have ever been. Without experience of astral projection, the whole system of Western and Eastern teachings is just another fairy tale.
Economy of time is crucial in the Astral. Contrary to that, the economy of movement is crucial for breaking and collapsing the whole of that experience. You have to move around constantly, touching all the things as much as you can.
There seems to be a certain type of astral vision that can so much affect the soul as the worst poison. Such visions affect the aspirant long after they are received and the aspirant can find himself acting for years to comply with orders he obtained.
On the surface above the sea, the airy character of LAM stares at me. His head is floating where the center of these circular waves was. I get spasm all over my body. LAM is sucking me inside of his skull.
Behind me stood various shells and planets of the world. In front though, there was nothing. I became aware that I was in a very specific plane, so I gave up from vibrating the names and calling the guide.