
Originally Posted by
wufwugy
"If parallell universes exists..."
This story I am about to tell, is probably just my mind playing tricks on me, but nevertheless it was the scariest experience I ever had. It took place about a month ago.
I had been meditiating for weeks and had truly lost touch with reality. I remember the day before the incidence, when I was sitting in my couch, slowly coming back from deep meditation, not knowing who I was or where I was. First I thought I was in year 2020 and that I was in my forties, but after some more thought I guessed it was probably more like 2006.
Then after some more meditation, I fell asleep. In the middle of the night (or whatever time it was) I heard a whispering voice calling my name. First it was soft and friendly, so I stood up and stood in the middle of my apartment.
The voice calling my name, changed into a low pitched buzzing/humming noise. I stood confused and thought maybe it was some electric failure in some kitchen appliances or something else explainable.
Then the sound escalated in intensity and range of pitch. The sound grew stronger and stronger until I could not hear the voice of myself screaming my lungs out.
Shortly after, reality started to collapse. My television, bookshelf, stereo, computer, pictures, floor, walls- started disappearing, one by one.
When all physical objects was gone from my sight, all that was left was a field of wave like psychedelic colours- mostly red, pink, yellow, and blue- but probably many others as well. I could no longer see my feet, as all there was left was these waves.
Now I noticed in the corner of my living room, that these waves were spinning and waving into a whirlpool. The noises, which at this time was so terrifying I never thought possible, in a way told me this was a gate to a differerent reality. All I had to do was step into the whirlpool, or so I thought.
Thinking a second or two, I was afraid I was never returning to reality if I entered- so I resisted and wished with all my force to get reality as I knew back into sight.
The next thing that happened, was that reality started popping back- one item at a time, until my apartment was just like it used to be.
The intensive noises started calming down, but changed into a laughter. Not an evil laughter, more like a laughter that conveyed amusement over my failure to dare to venture to the other side.
As the laughter continued, and I went back to bed- I heard the voice telling me; "Go back to bed, you", and I felt there was an implied meaning of cowardice in the commandment.
Still terrified, I lied in bed listening to the laughter that ensued until it was all gone.
I have not meditated since, althoough as I stated above- this was probably just my mind playing tricks on me.
Anyone else had any similar experiences?