>What is a tulpa? It's like an imaginary friend that has a complete mind of its own. It has its own personality, its own thoughts, its own emotions, and its own will. If you imagine a body for it, it can move in your imagination on its own. If you allow it, it can even control your body. >How can I make a tulpa? Just pick a guide that suits you, you don't have to pick from these specific ones but these are pretty good and recommend: https://www.youtube.com/@TulpaGuides/videos https://tulpanomicon.guide/ https://docs.google.com/document/d/17iiFxZ9PYXXxSqWHdU2YoPsGfJr90w8aIG_evqc1wiY/edit#heading=h.q7f4b9t89vex >I have no ideas on what to do when I'm forcing https://docs.google.com/document/d/1PL8hGyNh1JsdOtbfmBpLa0eeb3_4ukQHB1qSAhe_HDk/edit Please read the FAQ before posting, to avoid having repeated questions.

Art Bell Ghost To Ghost Channel https://www.bitchute.com/channel/u12Uzdri2vfg/ 1994-10-28 Art Bell Ghost To Ghost Full https://www.bitchute.com/video/ZKYl6hwQgWNA/ 1995-10-30 Art Bell Ghost To Ghost https://www.bitchute.com/video/rGBFOswD0JLu/ 1993-10-30 Art Bell Ghost To Ghost

I have a problem, /x/. Either I'm mentally insane or death isn't real and we move through to a twin of ourselves in another dimension. See, because from the year 1981 when I was born through to 1997, National Socialist Germany won World War 2. What you know as Nazi Germany, but to call it that was a criminal offense. We had a German President, German mayors, German Congress. Yet we spoke English (though many also spoke German). Media was pro German. My elementary and high-school years where for studying the importance of race. The prevalent belief was that gingers had the highest appeal because two blondes reproducing birth a ginger. So it came to pass that my girlfriend in 1997 was a ginger. That was the same year I first died in a car accident. I remember being crushed. The pain. My death. However, I woke up without a scratch. Jennifer was dead. We were 16. The history from 1997 to 2014 was that Mexicans had won all wars. World War 2. Remember the Alamo meant Mexicans won the battle. We had a Mexican President. All Mayors were Mexican. Media was pro Mexican. Most people spoke Spanish and English. I met a Native American girl in high-school named Michelle. We were friends since 1997. This was all strange, because before that year, I never knew any non-white people whatsoever. My mother in the 2nd dimension tried to convince me I had a black male friend growing up. I never knew him. Michelle married a Mexican, because of course their status was high in the 2nd dimension. He cheated on her by 2014. She left behind a few children and committed suicide. This woman was my best friend. I had actually fallen for her but was pretty much cucked by her love for another man. She killed herself in March. I could tolerate the pain only until July when I set up two charcoal grills in a seedy hotel bathroom. I removed the legs of the grills, set them up, had ice for the heat, duct taped the vent and sealed around the door. Then I lit the grills, laid in the bath of ice, faded away and died once more. I woke up the next day in July 2014, 14 hours later. In bed. The grills in the bathroom were not lit. The duct tape was pristine and not removed from the plastic wrapping. The suicide note I wrote to my parents wasn't left out on the counter. In fact, it was never written at all. I came to discover over the following months I was in a 3rd dimension because the Irish had defeated England, won World War 2 and conquered most of the known world. There were pubs everywhere. Gaelic was common. Again, Irish President and media and Mayors. I never learned any new language whenever I switched dimensions. Didn't seem necessary because I might die again anyway. So I coped with this from 2014 until 2023. October of 2023, I died yet another time. It was a wreck that crushed the front end of my car. The steering wheel crushed my ribs into my lungs and I died in agony. Then I woke up with the wheel mere centimeters from my chest and pain that only lasted a month. This post October 4th dimension, I don't think I need to tell you who won World War 2 or who are the majority of leadership. This is your dimension. You probably know already. I have died three times and never know peace from death. What's worse is, my original parents and family must have mourned my old bodies' deaths, because each time, my life history according to family members is in stark contrast to what I actually remember. My father died in October 2022. He's also deceased in this 4th dimension. Everyone I knew who died: grandparents, aunts and uncles, girlfriends, friends. They're all still dead every time I switch. I have checked. This is not even a way to reconnect with people who died. It's miserable. I don't know how many times I must die before I can arrive somewhere they're still alive.

Hi, I got bored and decided to make a discord server for conspiracy theories, paranormal, mysteries, gov coverups, time travel you name it. theres probably many more people who have posted something on here they want you to join but oh well. Join it or not, i don't care but i'm a big fan of these kind of things so i think this is pretty neat. https://discord.gg/XyWUgAn8TK I'm not trying to sell you my server or anything (i kind of am) but this is an imageboard and therefore i will simply post this here. Thanks.

So, has anyone else tried lucid dreaming yet? Or rather, knows about means how to encourage it? I heard about all sorts of stuff ranging from Tibetan tea to shamanistic drumbeat music while you're dozing off. For me personally, the most promising approach (mind you, I've never done this myself) came from a radio interview, where someone explained he trained himself to ask whether what he experiences right now is real or a dream every twenty minutes. And strictly so, complete with a phone alarm. This eventually becomes so habitual that you're also starting to ask yourself whether your current situation is real or a dream even when you are dreaming, and hence breaks the barrier between passive and lucid dreaming. It's too bad that the dream itself apparently does not like that and will try to pull you back into passive dreaming via all sorts of distractions (and apparently electronics of any sort tend to malfunction inside a dream). But if you can keep up, you basically can look down into your own subconscious and discover stuff your brain conveniently filtered out for you. Another interesting part (and easy way to check if you're currently dreaming) is to look at any surface with something written on it, look away, and then look back on it again. If you're dreaming, the text should have changed, even if only subtly - words may have changed, individual letters may be crooked or upside-down, and so forth.

>Be me >Looking up Bob Seger's older shit because good >IDGAF about Bob's current BS, you know how Hollywood is >YT clickbait: "Bob Seger dead" >Wtf.bitmap >Google >He's alive >Duckduckgo >He's alive >Bravery >He's alive >Discover an entire rabbit hole of mainly Chinese themed clickbait insisting that Bob Seger's dead every 6 months or so for the last year What's going on here?

Lets get some tales of ghosts up in here. Either copy pasta or screenshot.don't let me down.

BLACK NOBILITY DIRECTORY.zip 47 MB Download .pdf and .docx https://archive.org/details/black-nobility-directory https://www.mediafire.com/file/q2s2wo3j3o2l7qx/BLACK+NOBILITY+DIRECTORY.zip/file A massive collection of names and pictures of European royals and elites, along with descriptions of all of the evildoing activities they are involved in.

Does anyone here have experience with the Masons? I've read what they're about: building men with good character. They don't seem bad to me, but I often wonder why so many people believe in conspiracy theories about them.

hello the truth is that i am interested in knowing about the world of esoteric and witchcraft since i want to destroy my stalker who has been there for more than 3 years and i wnat to

I was sitting in my class and my shoe was feeling very sticky whenever i stepped on the floor. at first i didnt pay much attention to it thinking i probably got some gum stuck under it. later i was getting annoyed so i told my friend to check if anythings stuck to my shoe, he checked and he said there were blood stains on my shoe. i was like what r u talking about then my other friend said maybe its ketchup and then we laughed it off. then again my friend said look blood gets sticky overtime. we forgot about it for some time then suddenly one of my friend goes, look behind. i look behind, under our seat, theres a piece of FLESH just sitting there. that was what i had stepped on and how i got blood stuck to my shoe and why its so sticky. my friends said it looked like the flesh of a cow or goat. it was also covered by a layer, probably skin? it looked a bit pale. like how someones skin would look like after they die. they even said it looks like a humans ear, though i didnt really see it like that. there was a small chunk of red flesh in the middle popping up from under the skin and on the two ends of the skin there wasnt anything under it. we told our teacher about it and he called the janitor and she took it out. not to mention that when i first entered my classroom and put my stuff down i didnt notice anything under my seat. it probably was somewhere around in a corner and when i sat down it somehow got stuck to my shoe and ended up under my seat. now more importantly, just HOW and WHY was there a chunk of flesh just lying around in our classroom?? did someone bring it? why would anyone ever bring such thing? and even if someone did, that thing belonged to him for quite some time for it to turn pale like that. or what if it was an animal who somehow found its way inside our classroom and was just having a meal? that isnt much likely since our classroom is on the 4th floor of the building. though what i like to believe is that there was a jinn in our classroom that left his meal unfinished (jinn are invisible creatures that we believe exist and they eat stuff like flesh). ive had other encounters in my school aswell but they werent as strange as this one. when id show up to class early id sometimes find chicken or crow feathers in our classroom. it makes sense for crow feathers because a crow couldve flown by the window and its feather made its way inside the classroom. but for chickens feathers, i dont really find any explanation for that. not only there arent any chickens around my school, and even if there were i wouldnt think they would go inside or climb up to the classrooms. pretty strange set of incidents, but i sure want to encounter more

any kind of ritual info, books, video etc.

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Have you guys heard of the dead internet theory? It has basically been going around on several other chans that basically since the time when almost all main websites and search engines are down to a few, that these mega corporations made AI. Large proportions of the supposedly human-produced content on the internet are actually generated by artificial intelligence networks in conjunction with paid secret media influencers in order to manufacture consumers for an increasing range of newly-normalised cultural products. https://forum.agoraroad.com/index.php?threads/dead-internet-theory-most-of-the-internet-is-fake.3011/

is kali yuga being the shortest yuga just a lie and a cope to make people feel better about living in the Dark Age? hearing Guru's promise of a mini golden age in the kali yuga sounds like false promises of a supposed Utopia.

I'll be dumping the creepy screencaps and creepypastas that I have saved. This is totally unorganized and most aren't even named so forgive me if it seems unprofessional. I'll ping when I'm done with my own dumps, I won't be doing it all at once, just kinda throughout the day. Feel free to dump your own disorganized uncategorized screencaps here as well. Or repost my stuff to the designated threads that they relate to. Whatever.