u/Brief_Researcher_917

The purpose of life and the nature of our existence here on Earth has long aluded humanity. When I stumbled on the belief that we here to evolve and grow, I thought, "Well, makes sense. Why else would there be so much struggle and striving?" However, after learning about the concept of loosh - the idea that Earth serves as an energetic farm for extra-dimensional beings - I said, "Actually, all the suffering and chaos on this planet being for someone else benefit, rather than ours, makes a whole lot more sense." The relationship of human beings and the creators being akin to that of a cow and farmer explained perfectly well why humans are kept in ignorance regarding the purpose of their existence.

For years I wondered why I wasn't really happy. I wasn't depressed, but I was far from contempt. Am I missing something? Life has a way of making it seem like everyone else you see around you is having a great time, while you're not. A slight sense of sadness and misery has followed me, which pops up every now and then. I used to think that there was something wrong with me; I used to think I was projecting my own issues and distorting what this world was. But when I read several pre-birth memories of people remembering their incarnation process, what stuck out was how they described the Earth whilst previewing it, saying it looked like a 'black, bubbling mass of just pure evil.'

Suddenly, it all made sense - why something has always felt 'off' about this place. Darkness and pain has tainted this place, reminding me why so many say they feel like they 'don't belong here'. Instead of beating myself up for not being as happy as I want to be, I started to understand what this place really was and that it was never set up for humanity's best interests in the first place. I find comptmentment in the fact that I'm doing okay and leading a fairly easy and stress-free life. In a world like this, that's honestly a miracle to me. Coming to the conclusion that we are being farmed and siphoned for our life force can be quite disturbing. However, there is some solace in actually knowing the reason why the world is the way of it is, instead of being eaten up by the pain of confusion and anger. I feel a calm sense of acceptance. No, it's not what anyone of us want, but it's far better being in the know.

From Jason Jorjani's book Thanosis - an NDE case documented by Dr. Ian Stevenson I believe.

Durga Jatav reportedly died during a medical emergency. His body went cold. His family, observing the tell-tale signs of death, began mourning him. But what followed was not peaceful reunion with ancestors or angelic guides offering life reviews. Instead, Jatav found himself in what can only be described as a technocratic underworld, surrounded by grotesque beings whose function was to enforce the punishments of a spiritual penal colony. These "demons," without ceremony, severed his legs. They did so to prevent him from escaping, as he had apparently attempted to flee their custody. This is absurd, horrifying, and revealing. It is not a symbolic punishment. It is forensic containment-the kind of thing one would expect not from Dante's Hell but from a maximum-security detention facility.

What comes next is even more surreal. Upon realizing their captive was not the correct individual, the demons consulted with their supervisors - presumably part of a chain-of-command. Jatav's "papers" were reviewed. The error was discovered. He had been mistakenly abducted from life. In response, the demonic administrators attempted to rectify the mistake. But the demons showed Jatav a number of severed legs from their collection and asked him to identify his own pair. Somewhere in the underworld, there exists a repository of amputated human limbs, tagged and shelved, like inventory in a forgotten warehouse. This is not the afterlife as revelation or redemption, but as grotesque logistics. Once he chose the correct legs, they were reattached, and Jatav returned to his body.

But when Jatav came back to life a couple of hours after being declared clinically dead his family observed new scars on his knees, scars that had not been there before, fissures consistent with amputation and reattachment. The scars are physical anomalies resulting from a psychotronic event. They were produced by a spectral technology of the kind that allows greys to walk through walls, paralyze victims, erase memories, or place implants in human flesh. This was an administrative malfunction, a glitch in the afterlife algorithm. What Jatav's story reveals is that the entities managing the death-rebirth interface operate under a command-and-control paradigm. There are errors, manual corrections, inventory, and reassignment. This is not divine justice. It is technocratic soul processing cold, efficient, and entirely devoid of spiritual depth.

Jatav's "demons" were operators-technicians of a soul recycling infrastructure, which appears to incorporate themes from the cultural memory and expectations of its subjects (in this case, Hindu imagery). In contrast to sanitized NDE accounts that speak only of light and love where simulacra of dead relatives are produced to lure someone into, or send them back from, a light that is a soul-trap Jatav's journey through the underworld reads like an alien abduction scenario: the wrong person taken, trauma inflicted, identity verified, and an inept return to sender. The system had grabbed the wrong file, and when it corrected its mistake, it left behind scars not just on the flesh, but also on the soul. This is the psychotronic afterlife: a place of machines, mistakes, simulacra of the dearly departed, and monsters in suits. Not a cosmic homecoming, but a soul factory and a recycling center for psychic energy. Until we awaken to this dark reality, and stage a Promethean revolt against it, we remain nothing more than inventory.

Hugh P 16124 | NDE | NDERF

"As I floated through the remaining rough water towards the foot of the rapids, my friends swam out to rescue me, but I had already left for another world. I had returned to a familiar, comfortable and loving place that I recognized as home. Even though everything was dark and no one there to greet me, I wanted so desperately to remain for it was so comfortable and full of what I knew to be Love. But it wasn’t my time, I couldn’t stay, I had to leave, go back. I was being forced back into a body that I no longer wanted. I fought with every ounce of willpower I could draw on, so as to remain in that beautiful spiritual realm.

After three hard fought attempt to resist returning to this physical reality I was over powered. My forced slow re-entry to this reality, came about by dots of energy rushing across my vision from left to right. The full four color spectrum of dotted energy were attempting to form into the structure we call physical. Dots were attempting to become trees, rocks, water and sky. Yet I continued resisting this world, willing myself to remain in the wonderful feeling of my heavenly home and as I did the physical world of multicolored dots would be replaced with darkness and I would return to the familiarity of ultimate Love. I made three attempts not to return to the physical and each process was the same until my will was no match for the energies that wanted me to return to this life."

So i revisited Monroe's book 'Far Journeys', specifically the loosh concept and his ultimate conclusion.

To briefly summarise: someone, somewhere, created the Earth to artificially generate a valuable energy/substance called 'loosh'. In this Earth 'garden' different forms of living organisms were deliberately created and arranged into a self-sustaining ecosystem. As the creatures competed for food, struggled to survive, fought, and killed or consumed each other, Monroe says they emitted loosh. He describes this conflict itself as the 'prime catalyst' for producing greater quantities of loosh, with the death of organisms providing an additional source. The result was essentially a living ecosystem in which life, predation, conflict, and death continually generated a steady supply of Loosh that could then be collected and transmitted elsewhere.

'From experience, the Collectors have evolved an entire technology with complementary tools for the harvesting of Loosh. The most common have been named love, friendship, family, greed, hate, pain, guilt, disease, pride, ambition, ownership, possession, sacrifice - and on a larger scale, nations, provincialism, wars, famine, religion, machines, freedom, industry, trade, to list a few. Loosh production is higher than ever before . . . '

After Monroe learned about this, he was shocked. 'I was closed tightly, turned inward, stunned. My first reaction was, there had to be some mistake, this was not the story-history of earth.' As a result, he fell into a dark, depressive period for months. 'Adjust is a very broad word to describe a complete cycle of shock, rejection, anger, depression, resignation, acceptance.'

However, in the following chapter, Monroe was shown that the Earth was actually 'a carefully designed school of compressed learning' 'to learn to be high-quality loosh/love producers.' Supposedly, loosh comes in varying degrees of purity - the most potent being love. This implies we're simultaneously being fed off our energy whilst also 'learning' at some kind of 'school'.

Here are my thoughts... Firstly, why can't one learn without being siphoned for their life force? The notion that we're in some kind of 'school' designed to turn us into some kind of high quality cattle is hard not to laugh at. It sounds exactly what a farmer would say to maintain his supply of cattle.

Secondly, can we honestly say the world looks like a conducive place for love? I do believe they are able to consume positive, high vibrational emotional energy, but in limited amounts. It's very clear, however, that the opposite - suffering, agony and torture is more compatible with the needs of the matrix.

As Monroe initially saw, the Earth was specifically created to generate maximum loosh - a rare substance. With much trial and error, they meticulously designed organic life to inevitably create maximum struggle, pain and suffering, stating 'the balance of "life" operated perfectly, with the Conflict Factor producing immense amounts of Loosh.' Each animal was given distinct advantages, such as mass, elusive speed, claws, fangs etc which 'served neatly to add to and prolong the conflict periods, with the resultant increase in Loosh emanation'.

Notice there is nothing that even remotely indicates the world was created as a place of learning for spiritual growth. Instead, we see the creation of a cold, calculated, well oiled machine engineered to artificially produce this rare, desired energy, with the suffering of its inhabitants seemingly treated as an acceptable cost.

Also, if the highest form of loosh is love, why was the world specifically designed to keep living beings in the very opposite state? Surely, if love were the ultimate objective, and the most potent form of loosh, the ideal environment would be one in which living beings could exist in harmony with one another - not one where they are forced to destroy each other.

This is also apparent in human society. The elite, who serve their archontic masters, manipulate world events to ensure a steady flow of loosh. War, corruption and poverty are only a few examples of how humanity has been kept in low vibrational states for practically the entirety of human history. It's very clear there is absolutely no interest in love from the controlling forces. Because of their demonic, distorted, psychopathic nature, they don't resonate with it.

Ultimately, I believe Monroe was deceived. 'Yes, you're being milked like cattle, but it's for your benefit!', basically spinning it in some weird New-Age direction. Because we live in a deceptive matrix, any information coming from a being - whether channeled, through OBEs, or NDEs, must be taken with a grain of salt and heavy skepticism must be applied - even after receiving truth initially.

At first, Monroe was rightfully horrified by the loosh concept.

'The resentment at being manipulated, wanting to strike out at those who were conning me ... us . . . all humans . . . who were taking something from us without our consent or permission.'

But then he was deluded into thinking humanity being farmed like cows was somehow a good thing, supporting the very control system.

'What would happen if the Guernsey cow did discover that her milk had value? What could she herself do with it if she didn't have a calf to feed it to? Rebel, refuse to deliver any more milk? Then she would no longer have a pasture in which to graze, protection from wild dogs, a bull when she needed it, and most of all, no barn to go to where she could get relief from the pain. Without a sense of serial time, she forgets that the pain eases eventually. Perhaps even knowing, she wouldn't care. She wouldn't want to mess up a good thing. Therefore: Who cares? Who would care!'

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Usually when I leave my body, I'm touching everything around me - walls, tables etc. Usually, vision will kick in when I'm a few meters from my body. However, sometimes it doesn't. I've found a strong correlation between frequent sexual energy release, and blind low quality OBEs.

I believe this all comes down to awareness. Certain habits in our daily lives, especially bad ones, seem to dull us down energetically - even excessive screen time.

Does anyone know any ways to increase our awareness?

Let's say the moment you leave your body, someone in your house is in the kitchen making breakfast (in the physical). However, in the astral, they may be in their bedroom and interact with you like a dream character, or they might not be in the house at all.

From my understanding, the astral can be in a different time period - often things look a little different, such as furniture arranged differently.

So how do you access what's happening in the physical in the present moment? If you're interested in 'pulling someone out of their body' you'd expect to see them laying there asleep where their physical body is.

(By the way, when I leave the body, I experience sleep paralysis, reach with my hand until I detach from the body, feeling the surroundings until my vision appears.)

I've noticed anytime I go to bed with a thought like 'man, it's been a while since I last lucid dreamed; it would be nice to have one' - more often than not, I'll end up becoming lucid naturally without doing anything that night.

So for those who have never lucid dreamed, or do so very infrequently, I've found this to allow at least a weekly lucid experience.

I have heard from others that they have seen the infamous tunnel of white light, pretty much seen in every NDE account, after leaving their body. Supposedly, the matrix doesn't know whether someone has left their body because they died, or whether they left it through astral projection while alive. I personally haven't seen the light, but I was wondering if any of you have.