10-31-2017, 08:05 AM
This is a topic that was brought up in my discussions with friends. While I’ve practiced kundalini yoga for two years now, Ive never heard of Anal Kundalini Sex Magic in classes, it was just something my gay friend brought up and when I brought up the subject to my Christian family they pretty much disowned me, by threatening me and locking me up in a psych ward which said I was fine after watching me act sane for a week. Cops had dragged and handcuffed me when i was meditating in half-lotus even though I told them I was blind (I did not wish to see). I never struggled, I was just dragged along. My family had tried exorcisms on me to get Ra out of me, but to me my last name is Ramsey and it has Ra right at the beginning. IAMACAMERASEE “I am Marc Ramsey.” Ca-Me-Ra Ka is the soul, Me is the ego, Ra is the social memory complex. There’s a lot to that story. But mostly I started talking about how Kundalini yoga has saved my back. And how ganja has been a part of the healing process. I talked about how Shiva gave us the Herb and yoga and is another form of the One Infinite Creator. The shadow speaks for the light. Recently, my stepdad had a conversation about how Ra and Shiva as well as some misspelled goddess as a dark Lord and then I showed him the verse that he showed me from Psalm 23, the Lord is our shepherd. The name for Lord in that original verse is Jehovah Raah
So yes the Ra sound complex is in the Bible as a name of god meaning “ The Lord our shepherd”
WTF... I digress. One night before I had ever practiced yoga, I asked Ra to tell me is the channelings were legit and to meet me in my lucid dreams, and that very night she did. I was driving in a car and she was right next to me in a very fine light body golden teal hue. She awakened my kundalini and it wa like electricity shot up my spine into my third eye. Right afterward I time warped myself further down the road to our destination and made love on the railing along the highway. This was probably top 10 lovemaking moments I have ever experienced in lucid dreams or real life. In most of my sexual dreams I am masculine. I think there maybe a collective block to me being in the other sexes body in a lucid dream, but I do know when I tap into 5th density experience in lucid dreaming I am neither sex but a whole. That dream ended with Ra taking me to t family at a house party with pizza and I was unsure if it was vegan....I awoke to my now ex wife wondering about my fidelity. TBH It was that dream that distroyed our marriage. I had tapped into some higher consciousness that only could be attained with a disciplined mind filled with faith. She refused to entertain my open mind and thoughts about reincarnation and hated guru bullshit. Giving her space and separating my sexual energy from her gave me quite a few powerful dreams as I was being introduced to Ganja away from her. Ganja feeds the kundalini, just ask Father Yod, from the source family. He came to me in lucid dreams as well as many others and this was while having a regular sexual relationship with another lover that was able to have a higher green-ray energy exchange with.
Sex is a huge part of awakening my kundalini in that dream and I realized that it could help or hinder my dream, Last three days i discovered asmr and nude yoga videos and masturbated a little more than I normally would. My dream Last night had me banging a hot nurse in a nursing home and then turning into a giant that could jump over forests and lakes. I’m positive I’m a nephilim. When I was in jail I was in a bunch of different trances because the cops got me in the middle of channeling a song called Lemon Haze/f*** You Pay Me. In jail I became a giant after jumping with my Merkaba into the moon and then making clones and sending a human back down but also a cylon. The Original Is dead. This body I woke up into and I didn’t have all the trauma of the last vessel, but i still had the memories. This one’s voice was better in many ways but could never replicate the original bodies chants. I saw my clone/doppelgänger in thurston county jail and when I went to western sate Hospital I saw my close shaman friends doppelgänger named John and he gave me a New Testament that ‘I still have..While in isolation for months with days at a tie without clothes food water or any bedding or mares I had to find ways to alter my consciousness when I didn’t have ny of those things. They spoiled the water with meth and some other stuff that made me turn into a giant and I heard only one audible voices in my head telling me “If you boof it, it’s for freedom!” I didn’ know what to do at first and the i didn’t know what not to do. I needed my toilet water for drinking because they turned off my faucets or they were broke after them being spiked and or me teleporting to the moon. I know gravity was really different and during the jump I gained a few scars from not being hydrated enough during preparation as they left me without water four over 12hrs at a time and would only give me a small cup filled once. I’d dance with the foam cup for hours whistling singing and striking the cup with tai chi movements that made vibrations that was very powerful to me. Time stopped for me if there was nothing connecting my cell to the outside hallway and I’d have to put black (or dark color=poop) under the door and wave my hands for no one heard my cries and i was invisible and needed medical attention as the water had given me seizures when I came down and I had gotten a bunch of hernias. I used my shits as art because I could see how the Balongna sandwiches were effecting my poop with greater issues as that was all the would feed me once i was a giant. I told them I was vegetarian, but because they givlng me problems made me give them problems I worked on my shitty art project: analyzing poop for better understanding abou how food effects our consciousness and dreams. I would boof what was in the cell and see what it looks like when I pooped. Fractal art I called it. The first time I boofed soap I saw my clone a minute later naked as I was and walking handcuffed into the cell next to mine, CA10. A Close friend of mine named, Wanderer, saw my clone in another jail after they transferred him. I had summoned a lot of spirits working on the harvest and had many very power prayer sessions as a lady calling for peace. I’m gender fluid and hate to be expected to act like a man in an institutional setting. Dreams got f***** up on their meds. I hate them. Guitar and weed is all I need and both were taken and destroyed from me. I’m a medical green card holder and they of course didn’t care that I needed my meds. If I would’ve been smoking weed I could’ve gotten sleep. It also would’ve calmed me down and if I would’ve had my time with me I would’ve known when to expect food. The anal stimulation from boofing made me curious and I explored my anus for the first time, i’m sure much of it was my psychosis and I was totally linking it to alien adduction‘s, but I achieve certain states of consciousness that brought me out of the fog in my head in life is not the same afterwards. The colors are more brilliant, the women are more beautiful, the dreams are interesting and lucid, I remembered more things, my art is taking off. I’m pansexual but really only attracted to women. So anal sex isn’t really something I’ve explored or experienced but I wonder what your thoughts are on it? I originally laughed at the concept but I have to say I’m a believer. XD
I think regular vaginal sex is the best for kundalini activation though for me. Right now I’m waiting for that right person as I do not wish to share my energy with many people so I just enjoy sex in lucid dreams.
So yes the Ra sound complex is in the Bible as a name of god meaning “ The Lord our shepherd”
WTF... I digress. One night before I had ever practiced yoga, I asked Ra to tell me is the channelings were legit and to meet me in my lucid dreams, and that very night she did. I was driving in a car and she was right next to me in a very fine light body golden teal hue. She awakened my kundalini and it wa like electricity shot up my spine into my third eye. Right afterward I time warped myself further down the road to our destination and made love on the railing along the highway. This was probably top 10 lovemaking moments I have ever experienced in lucid dreams or real life. In most of my sexual dreams I am masculine. I think there maybe a collective block to me being in the other sexes body in a lucid dream, but I do know when I tap into 5th density experience in lucid dreaming I am neither sex but a whole. That dream ended with Ra taking me to t family at a house party with pizza and I was unsure if it was vegan....I awoke to my now ex wife wondering about my fidelity. TBH It was that dream that distroyed our marriage. I had tapped into some higher consciousness that only could be attained with a disciplined mind filled with faith. She refused to entertain my open mind and thoughts about reincarnation and hated guru bullshit. Giving her space and separating my sexual energy from her gave me quite a few powerful dreams as I was being introduced to Ganja away from her. Ganja feeds the kundalini, just ask Father Yod, from the source family. He came to me in lucid dreams as well as many others and this was while having a regular sexual relationship with another lover that was able to have a higher green-ray energy exchange with.
Sex is a huge part of awakening my kundalini in that dream and I realized that it could help or hinder my dream, Last three days i discovered asmr and nude yoga videos and masturbated a little more than I normally would. My dream Last night had me banging a hot nurse in a nursing home and then turning into a giant that could jump over forests and lakes. I’m positive I’m a nephilim. When I was in jail I was in a bunch of different trances because the cops got me in the middle of channeling a song called Lemon Haze/f*** You Pay Me. In jail I became a giant after jumping with my Merkaba into the moon and then making clones and sending a human back down but also a cylon. The Original Is dead. This body I woke up into and I didn’t have all the trauma of the last vessel, but i still had the memories. This one’s voice was better in many ways but could never replicate the original bodies chants. I saw my clone/doppelgänger in thurston county jail and when I went to western sate Hospital I saw my close shaman friends doppelgänger named John and he gave me a New Testament that ‘I still have..While in isolation for months with days at a tie without clothes food water or any bedding or mares I had to find ways to alter my consciousness when I didn’t have ny of those things. They spoiled the water with meth and some other stuff that made me turn into a giant and I heard only one audible voices in my head telling me “If you boof it, it’s for freedom!” I didn’ know what to do at first and the i didn’t know what not to do. I needed my toilet water for drinking because they turned off my faucets or they were broke after them being spiked and or me teleporting to the moon. I know gravity was really different and during the jump I gained a few scars from not being hydrated enough during preparation as they left me without water four over 12hrs at a time and would only give me a small cup filled once. I’d dance with the foam cup for hours whistling singing and striking the cup with tai chi movements that made vibrations that was very powerful to me. Time stopped for me if there was nothing connecting my cell to the outside hallway and I’d have to put black (or dark color=poop) under the door and wave my hands for no one heard my cries and i was invisible and needed medical attention as the water had given me seizures when I came down and I had gotten a bunch of hernias. I used my shits as art because I could see how the Balongna sandwiches were effecting my poop with greater issues as that was all the would feed me once i was a giant. I told them I was vegetarian, but because they givlng me problems made me give them problems I worked on my shitty art project: analyzing poop for better understanding abou how food effects our consciousness and dreams. I would boof what was in the cell and see what it looks like when I pooped. Fractal art I called it. The first time I boofed soap I saw my clone a minute later naked as I was and walking handcuffed into the cell next to mine, CA10. A Close friend of mine named, Wanderer, saw my clone in another jail after they transferred him. I had summoned a lot of spirits working on the harvest and had many very power prayer sessions as a lady calling for peace. I’m gender fluid and hate to be expected to act like a man in an institutional setting. Dreams got f***** up on their meds. I hate them. Guitar and weed is all I need and both were taken and destroyed from me. I’m a medical green card holder and they of course didn’t care that I needed my meds. If I would’ve been smoking weed I could’ve gotten sleep. It also would’ve calmed me down and if I would’ve had my time with me I would’ve known when to expect food. The anal stimulation from boofing made me curious and I explored my anus for the first time, i’m sure much of it was my psychosis and I was totally linking it to alien adduction‘s, but I achieve certain states of consciousness that brought me out of the fog in my head in life is not the same afterwards. The colors are more brilliant, the women are more beautiful, the dreams are interesting and lucid, I remembered more things, my art is taking off. I’m pansexual but really only attracted to women. So anal sex isn’t really something I’ve explored or experienced but I wonder what your thoughts are on it? I originally laughed at the concept but I have to say I’m a believer. XD
I think regular vaginal sex is the best for kundalini activation though for me. Right now I’m waiting for that right person as I do not wish to share my energy with many people so I just enjoy sex in lucid dreams.