“It was rather difficult for me to enter into inner silence without falling asleep. I fought a nearly invincible desire to fall asleep. I succeeded, and found myself looking at the bottom of the valley from an impenetrable darkness around me. And then, I saw something that chilled me to the marrow of my bones. I saw a gigantic shadow, perhaps fifteen feet across, leaping in the air and then landing with a silent thud. I felt the thud in my bones, but I didn’t hear it.
“‘They are really heavy, ‘ don Juan said in my ear. He was holding me by the left arm, as hard as he could.
“I saw something that looked like a mud shadow wiggle on the ground, and then take another gigantic leap, perhaps fifty feet long, and land again, with the same ominous silent thud. I fought not to lose my concentration. I was frightened beyond anything I could rationally use as a description. I kept my eyes fixed on the jumping shadow on the bottom of the valley. Then I heard a most peculiar buzzing, a mixture of the sound of flapping wings and the buzzing of a radio whose dial has not quite picked up the frequency of a radio station, and the thud that followed was something unforgettable. It shook don Juan and me to the core 0 a gigantic black mud shadow had just landed by our feet.
“‘Don’t be frightened,’ don Juan said imperiously. ‘Keep your inner silence and it will move away.
“I was shivering from head to toe. I had the clear knowledge that if I didn’t keep my inner silence alive, the mud shadow would cover me up like a blanket and suffocate me. Without losing the darkness around me, I screamed at the top of my voice. Never had I been so angry, so utterly frustrated. The mud shadow too another leap, clearly to the bottom of the valley. I kept on screaming, shaking my legs. I wanted to shake off whatever might come to eat me.” (Castaneda, 1998, pp. 231-233)
Now, let’s go back to the excerpt from Karla Turner’s book:
“Something was obviously missing in David’s recollection of events, so Barbara asked him more about what he had seen by the fir tree.
“‘I’m looking at a shadow,’ he replied. ‘Maybe it’s the cat, he likes that tree. Rustling, pomegranate tree. At the bottom? but how? This, there’s something moving, but I can’t see it. It’s a dark spot, a black spot, moving around the tree. And it’s gone.’
“Barbara asked him to expand his description, so David continued.
“‘I saw, it looks irregular. Is it a shadow? It’s black. It’s on the ground. It’s moving around and away, quickly, rustling. Like walking on leaves. And it’s very faint with a whisper… a snake sound, real faint. […] My brain’s not working, ‘ he said. ‘I’m just tramping behind her to the car. Ah, ah. But I want to go look at that. I heard a noise.
“‘What did the noise sound like?’ [Barbara’s question.]
“‘A rope, pulled real fast,’ he replied. ‘Whoooo, kind of like a top. But soft, so it was muted. And that’ when I see the thing. The black. It’s just blackness, on the ground. Very quick. Something hit me before.’
“‘Where?’ Barbara inquired.
“‘Shocked me,’ he answered. ‘In the back. In my hip, at the bottom of my spine… I’m bouncing, mechanically, towards the satellite dish, I think. …. It’s big…. It hurt, all over, the shock. Tingles real loud. All over my bones it’s tingling, shaking. […] I’m walking around the tree, and I hear a noise. Like a top, a spinning top. It starts high-pitched and goes lower, and goes away pretty fast. So I look towards it. I can’t see very well. …It’s like a blot on the ground, … a black towel? Or a garbage bag? Kind of odd-shaped. It’s flat, flat-flat. It, it is on the ground, it’s no different than the ground, but it’s just black and moving fast. And it’s making a little noise. …I’m looking at the thing. …A blackness. A ‘not.’ Like a ‘not-there.’ Like a moving oil puddle on the ground. …And it’s moving, but changing, too. Not much, just the edges, not very stable. And it’s gone quick. …I feel strange. …I’m just not me. …I feel blank …like a remote unit…” (Turner, 1992, pp. 132-139ff)
Carlos writes:
“The predator don Juan had described was not something benevolent. It was enormously heavy, gross, indifferent. I felt its disregard for us. Doubtless, it had crushed us ages ago, making us, as don Juan had said, weak vulnerable, and docile. I had my wrath, my unbending intent, not to let them eat me. I wept for my fellow men…” (Castaneda, 1998)
Now, recall what the Cassiopaeans said about my own experience, the “eclipsing of realities.”
Q: (L) The first thing on my mind is an experience I had several nights ago. It seemed as though there was some sort of interaction between myself and something “other.” Could you tell me what this experience was?
A: Was eclipsing of the realities.
Q: (L) What is an eclipsing of the realities?
A: It is when energy centers conflict.
Q: (L) What energy centers are conflicting?
A: Thought energy centers.
Q: (L) Well, it seemed to me that something happened to me that blanked out a period of my experience, and you say this was an eclipsing of energies caused by an intersecting of thought centers. Now, this intersecting of thought centers, did this occur within my body or within my environment?
A: They are one and the same.
Q: (L) Was some part of my being being separated from another part of my being?
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Was this an attempt to extract my soul or astral body?
A: Attempt is not probably the proper term.
Q: (L) In other words…
A: It is more just an activity taking place. Attempt implies effort rather than the nature present in a conflicting of energies and thought centers.
Q: (L) I also seemed to be aware of several dark, spider-like figures lined up by the side of the bed, was this an accurate impression.
A: Those could be described as specific thought center projections.
Q: (L) I seemed to be fighting and resisting this activity.
A: That was your choice.
Q: (L) Alright, was this the ending of an abduction that had already taken place?
A: Not the proper terminology. It was the conclusion to an event, not necessarily what one would refer to as an abduction, but more what one would refer to as an interaction.
Q: (L) What was the nature of the interaction?
A: The conflicting of energies related to thought center impulses.
Q: (L) At what level of density do these thought centers have their primary focus?
A: Thought centers do not have primary focus in any level of density. This is precisely the point. You are not completely familiar with the reality of what thoughts are. We have spoken to you on many levels and have detailed many areas involving density level, but thoughts are quite a different thing because they pass through all density levels at once. Now, let us ask you this. Do you not now see how that would be possible?
Q: (L) Yes. But what I am trying to do is identify these conflicting thought centers. If two thought centers, or more, conflict, then my idea would be that they are in opposition.
A: Correct.
Q: (L) Okay, in the experience I felt a paralysis of my body, what caused this paralysis.
A: Yes. Separation of awareness. Which is defined as any point along the pathway where one’s awareness becomes so totally focused on one thought sector that all other levels of awareness are temporarily receded, thereby making it impossible to become aware of one’s physical reality along with one’s mental reality. This gives the impression of what is referred to as paralysis. Do you understand?
Q: (L) Yes. And what stimulates this total focus of awareness?
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