It's unspeakable (but I'm gonna anyway)
posted 4 months ago in General
Yes... these things happen all the time although usually not on such a graphic level. The first thing I'd do would be to stop myself from constructing them. Don't say it! Don't think it... But if you did already then.. Some are quite disturbing. They are energetic patterns that have gained coherence because your thought and energy were poured into them, giving them a kind of "life". Alternately, they can be other people's stuff that hit your magnetic field and gained entrance. So basically they can be self created or created by others. I use a recipe system to get rid of them if they don't go away on their own. The recipe I use is "I'm asking the part of myself that knows how to do it to change the rate of speed in my system so that this entity can no longer exist there". I say this out loud (when no one else is around so they don't get freaked out). This recipe works because 1) I don't know how to consciously get rid of them, yet there is a part of me that does that isn't fully consious. 2) They exist at a certain vibration. If the vibration changes they go poof! It's sometimes necessary to then create another recipe to make sure they don't return later. You can create a boundary system with the second recipe... I'm a student of these kind of recipes. I didn't create this system myself but I've found it effective.
This is the kind of stuff I learned from an interest in shamanism. I have a teacher for it. These kinds of phenomenon in my opinion are the domain of shamans and shamanic healers, at least originally.
Probably WAY more detail than you anticipated. If so, I apologize...
Is it terrible that the first thing I thought was "SaD needs a Tauntaun sleeping bag"?
This might be a little tangential, but is this an affectionate thing? Or a "I want to rip out the viscera and THEN curl up in them" thing? I read it as the former, but I suppose it doesn't matter - I'm just curious.
Generally if I want to play with someone's vitals, it's because I've already imagined reaching through the soft underbelly with my bare nails and pulling them out. But that happens so rarely that I don't worry about it.
Again, tangentially related - most of my life plays as a movie in my head as I'm going through it. So I get a lot of random weirdness, but nothing terribly strange or disturbing on a daily basis. Though strange and disturbing are relative ...
if it's terrible, Shannon, you're in good company. :D
yeah, SaD, I get those thought. I come from shamanic training as well and if the thoughts become intrusive it doesn't really matter what you say or do specifically (in my head I chop the image up with a sword) but what you do symbolically will have an effect in your mind/spirit. I imagine painting it would be just as effective and have far more lasting value!
A tauntaun sleeping bag?
The only reason *I* didn't think of that was because I'm not witty enough. +1 internets to you
Heh. Back when my work was having issues (they were asking us how we wanted to be pay cut), I thought of a particularly uh, violent thing that I won't even repeat because everyone would hate me. So yeah, I still think of that periodically because it really describes the situation...but it's too uncouth to say!
And to answer your questions, SD: yes, that happens to me frequently.
Someone else: "What are you thinking?"
Me: "Uhhhh...."
OOH! Tauntaun sleeping bag!! *swoOOon* You guys are the fricken' bomb-iest!
Reading through this again, I don't know if I got across that this image doesn't actually bother me. I think it's kinda fascinating in a movie-image, graphic presentation sort of way, which is why I thought of attempting to paint or sketch it. But I know if I tried to explain it to most people, they would be horribly disturbed by it. Hence the "unspeakable."
@Shannon
You read it right, it's a completely affectionate comfort / protection thing. I guess the non-disturbing (less disturbing?) correlation would be a marsupial pouch?
@Scorp
Someone else: "What are you thinking?"
Me: "Uhhhh...."
Exactly! How can you explain that while they were blathering about whatever, you're fantasizing being happily blood-soaked and staring at the world through a ribcage? *snort* It's almost completely impossible. Unless you want to end up hangin' with guys in white coats, in a nifty, new jacket with the buckles on the back. *lol*
@Joules & @satori
Very interesting info on the shamanic stuff! I'ma use that on some less-pleasant intrusive thoughts and see how that goes. Thanks!
@SD--I slept on it, and this is what I came up with:
Someone else: "What are you thinking?"
Me: "Uhhhh... wanna know a fun fact about anatomy?" (I've got a 8th house Gemini moon)
I'm going to have to do something like that about intrusive thoughts. Sometimes I can see an angry person and suddenly feel real fury about an issue I could care less about. (Sure, it could be projection, but I've thought about it a lot and if it is, I don't think it's 100% me.)
Also, recently I was watching the news article about the woman who was abducted while jogging and I thought "what the hell was a woman doing jogging alone? The stupid... deserved it." Which completely shocked me because it was just a thought that came out of nowhere and all of a sudden I was just completely angry in a way that made no sense.
Ok, that's probably too much information, but there you go. It's weird.
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Ever have a weird urge or image hit you from nowhere and you can't get rid of it?
For 'xample, just the other day I was hyperbolizing the way that I do and said of someone "I just want to crawl inside this person, wrap myself in their viscera, and dwell for a few days." So, of course, now this image is burned itself into the back of my retinas and pops back to life at disconcerting times. I'm going to have to (pathetically) paint or doodle it, or (hopefully not as pathetically) write it out and see where it goes.
Yes, my child... exorcise the demon! *evil cackle*
Anyone else want to 'fess up?