I am a will worker, and have been working with my will for many years now. This comes down to doing what is impossible in my opinion. I practice doing things that others say can not be done. Its true I often stand alone however the rewards are greater than the solitude.
I was working with many spirits at the time, and had about 7 inside of me. Some were very nice beings, magical helpers and the other ones were the closest thing to demons I can imagine. The dark ones had much power to, and practiced magical arts as well. They told me they were going to kill me. They had been attacking my heart for about 3 months and told me straight out that I was going to have a heart attack. I felt scared and also felt that they were right, that they were going to succeed. I didn't know initially what to do, as these negative beings would not leave me alone. And I knew I was going to die of a heart attack. My heart rate quickened and I felt anxiety all over. I had been practicing the art of bodily transformation for a long time now although I had not yet mastered any of the shifts. I realised many times that my body is simply a projection of my mind, a state that transforms the physical mass of the body into energy controlled by my minds projections. I stated then out loud that I can live without a heart beat, and that my minds eye can cast the illusion of circulation throughout my body. With my entire will I believed what I said. It was getting much worse now, and I could feel it in my body that I was going to die. I called an ambulance and the entire ride I felt like my heart was teetering on the edge of stopping. Terrified I arrived at the hospital and was asking the nurse if I was going to die, they reassured me I would be fine. They brought me to a heart monitor and hooked me up to read my heart. I felt it coming right then, in the middle of the test, my heart stopped and I gasped for air as my chest caved in. The machine went dead, flat line as I watched. The doctor looked and said your dead! At first that is all the machine said, then a light flicked on and said the machine was broken. lol. I could feel in my chest that my heart started again. I was panicked as they brought me back into the emergency room to hook me to another machine. I could feel the teetering, and then it would happen again, my chest caved and I gasped for air. Dead line again. I started to focus more closely on the feeling that would induce this cave in, and as I focused I could see it coming and going. I stated my will and said with a dead heart I am alive, and I focused on the feeling of my heart starting again, and it did. I felt more confident though weary. I got up and left the hospital to distract my mind. Walking around it continued to happen, starting and stopping my heart at will. I could control it now and would say I am dead and gaaasp for air. Every time I did it the gasping would get less, more tolerable. I looked in a reflection of my dead self and saw that my body was highly vibrational, not quite solid or physical. That's when a police cruiser pulled up to me and asked me my name. They said a man having a heart attack had left the hospital and needed help. I told them it was me and that I was doing fine now. They brought me back and I said to myself I am alive, and my heart started up. They read my heart ad doing fine and so I left. I must have started and stopped my own heart about 20 to 30 times in one day. I have heard of Tibetan monks starting and stopping the vital signs but never had I heard of them living with no heart beat at all. I learned that day that the knowledge one accepts for their body is very sacred and should not be applied if it is detrimental to the health. I learned that any knowledge can be applied, even the impossible. From the average man's standpoint that is.
I was working with many spirits at the time, and had about 7 inside of me. Some were very nice beings, magical helpers and the other ones were the closest thing to demons I can imagine. The dark ones had much power to, and practiced magical arts as well. They told me they were going to kill me. They had been attacking my heart for about 3 months and told me straight out that I was going to have a heart attack. I felt scared and also felt that they were right, that they were going to succeed. I didn't know initially what to do, as these negative beings would not leave me alone. And I knew I was going to die of a heart attack. My heart rate quickened and I felt anxiety all over. I had been practicing the art of bodily transformation for a long time now although I had not yet mastered any of the shifts. I realised many times that my body is simply a projection of my mind, a state that transforms the physical mass of the body into energy controlled by my minds projections. I stated then out loud that I can live without a heart beat, and that my minds eye can cast the illusion of circulation throughout my body. With my entire will I believed what I said. It was getting much worse now, and I could feel it in my body that I was going to die. I called an ambulance and the entire ride I felt like my heart was teetering on the edge of stopping. Terrified I arrived at the hospital and was asking the nurse if I was going to die, they reassured me I would be fine. They brought me to a heart monitor and hooked me up to read my heart. I felt it coming right then, in the middle of the test, my heart stopped and I gasped for air as my chest caved in. The machine went dead, flat line as I watched. The doctor looked and said your dead! At first that is all the machine said, then a light flicked on and said the machine was broken. lol. I could feel in my chest that my heart started again. I was panicked as they brought me back into the emergency room to hook me to another machine. I could feel the teetering, and then it would happen again, my chest caved and I gasped for air. Dead line again. I started to focus more closely on the feeling that would induce this cave in, and as I focused I could see it coming and going. I stated my will and said with a dead heart I am alive, and I focused on the feeling of my heart starting again, and it did. I felt more confident though weary. I got up and left the hospital to distract my mind. Walking around it continued to happen, starting and stopping my heart at will. I could control it now and would say I am dead and gaaasp for air. Every time I did it the gasping would get less, more tolerable. I looked in a reflection of my dead self and saw that my body was highly vibrational, not quite solid or physical. That's when a police cruiser pulled up to me and asked me my name. They said a man having a heart attack had left the hospital and needed help. I told them it was me and that I was doing fine now. They brought me back and I said to myself I am alive, and my heart started up. They read my heart ad doing fine and so I left. I must have started and stopped my own heart about 20 to 30 times in one day. I have heard of Tibetan monks starting and stopping the vital signs but never had I heard of them living with no heart beat at all. I learned that day that the knowledge one accepts for their body is very sacred and should not be applied if it is detrimental to the health. I learned that any knowledge can be applied, even the impossible. From the average man's standpoint that is.
