<a rel="nofollow" na[/IMG] Hi Otto, its my understanding based on studying the JOS site that those who empowered their souls in past lives will be more psychically developed in this one. I think that includes being sensitive and/or seeing auras
When I was quite young I had three major recurring dreams I don't mind sharing a bit of. They were always the same. One was wonderful though I always woke crying because I missed him so badly and I wanted to go 'Home.' It was full of such transcendent joy; waking to this reality was so disappointing I would lay in bed and sob. Two were absolutely horrible. I always woke crying from these as well consumed with feelings of such hopelessness, terror and a smothering sensation. For years I couldn't sleep on my back as I felt like I couldn't breathe and I was going to die. I'm a claustrophobe. I hate to be caught in crowds, restrained or confined.
First horrid dream (past life memories. They were too vivid, too REAL, too strong - even now decades later I can close my eyes and see it clearly): I'm on my back under a rough wooden board in the middle of the village square. Its overcast and grey, It's muddy, It rained that morning, I'm cold and I'm scared shitless surrounded by leering townsfolk - so called friends and neighbors - such a feeling of betrayal - all turned on me now. Alone with no hope surrounded by enemies who all took great pleasure piling big stones on the board. They wanted me to confess to being a witch (which I was). I was trying not to give them the satisfaction. I don't remember if I did or not. Just those few moments in time, frozen there. I hope I didn't. But I died. I dreamed this death many times, same with the other dreams. I learned years later death by this method was called pressing the witch.
"According to the law at the time, a person who refused to plead could not be tried. To avoid persons cheating justice, the legal remedy for refusing to plead was "
peine forte et dure". In this process the prisoner is stripped naked, with a heavy board laid on his body. Then rocks or boulders are laid on the plank of wood. This was the process of being pressed." That's from wikipedia.
I know they did this during the Salem trials however I feel this happened to me somewhere in Europe. And I wasn't naked, just in my underdress.
When I was in my early teens my older brother and I were wrestling as usual. We fought a LOT. He got on top of me, held me down (on my back) for quite some time refusing to let me up - that smothering sensation started and also a sense of deja vu - he then prepared to drip a huge gob of spit on my face and as it descended towards me I completely freaked out. Total panic attack and screaming like a banshee. I shocked and frightened my brother and mother who were horrified at my 'extreme' reaction.
The other dream comes from farther back in time but also in Europe. I was a serf. I'm not going to describe this one in detail. Such a miserable life! That ended with my 'Lord and Master' casually killing me by sealing me into a wall in his castle alive as punishment when I displeased him one too many times. I was quite young when he did it. It was a short life. He was cruel. I was beautiful then and it was a curse as it got his attention.
Decades later surfing about the net. One day finding an article regarding workers had discovered a body bricked up in a castle wall when they were doing renovations. It was a female. The article said it was a 'mystery' WHY she was there, apparently she was still alive when put into the wall and I thought...I think I know EXACTLY why. I wondered fleetingly if that was me. I didn't try to research it. It disturbed me too much. I don't recall the name of the castle. I don't want to know.
I recall other past lives - just tiny snippets – other frozen moments but I think that's enough
This life recall regarding past lives was in my case accessed via lucid dreaming. Didn't consciously seek it. I'd be lucid, wandering the astral exploring about, find a doorway that somehow felt important to me and wonder: where does that go...passing through the door when I entered I was in another life, another time. Spent the 90's working my ass off to perfect dream recall, achieve lucids, get into the astral while conscious. It was the consuming focus of my life then. Used to have terrible head pains during this time. Like someone was taking a drill to my forehead, also sometimes the top of the head. Went to a doctor about it (scared I had a brain problem and was going to die of it) who told me there is nothing wrong with you but if the pain persists I can prescribe something. I declined. That's their answer for everything. Pull out the prescription pad.
Dreaming hit my highest personal best; achieving and maintaining awareness during the process of passing out of the body, going about in the astral, coming back into the body. Laying down to begin - concentrating on what I learn now is actually void meditation - surface I'm laying on would feel like it began undulating, I'd hear the deep droning buzzing of bees. When I heard that buzzing I could 'lift off'. I'm thinking now as I write this the void would serve to focus your attention into a concentrated point of consciousness. Then it becomes easier for the consciousness to lift off. Then when you hit the astral you do as it instructs on the JOS site:
http://www.angelfire.com/empire/serpent ... ation.html
about visualizing the past life and a doorway etc. Perhaps another satanist more experienced than I might shed light on that idea. Does that make sense? I think it does.
Then one day - I was bloody wide awake too and this time in broad daylight - something totally terrifying happened (yup - another reptilian attack but this time two came after me) which made me try for about 4 years after to shut the ability off. Think I blocked myself as I have said before - it's sporadic now, feel I am back to square one again.
This is getting long so I'll end. I tend to run on. Just can't help myself

Hope this might prove useful.
Hail Satan!