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TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 9th 2011

You are going to have to make some giant leaps of faith here for me. But do it because you know I’m not completely insane (just a little bit.) I feel utterly compelled to spread this.

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‘New opinions are always suspected, and usually opposed, without any other reason but because they are not already common.’ John Locke, philosopher

Please read with open mind. I know you will. I ain’t gone mad. This is 100% fucking real.

Some of the tenses are mixed up because I have just rattled this out and it’s so recent and happening now.

Get settled into a comfortable Earl Grey and make yourself a nice chair before you read this.

A very good friend of mine, Paul, has taught me how to open my 3rd eye. I’ve now taught it to ten other friends. He discovered it totally by accident about a month ago. Well, maybe it wasn’t an accident.

Let’s go back to the beginning. I had begun to get a little worried about Paul. He has been a very good friend to me (one of those very few solid people in my life who is utterly reliable and I can always call on – in fact I can count them on 2 fingers) for many years and was at one time a very successful party promoter; in fact our friendship began because he booked me to play at his party and I did such a good job that I became a resident DJ. He had put the money he earned from the parties into a pub in Old St, London E2. Unfortunately the pub hadn’t gone too well, but the 5 flats that he owned above were more than paying for his living expenses and propping up the pub. (In a stroke of luck, Storm model agency rent all 5 flats permanently for fresh-off-the-boat models from the ukraine, slovenia etc who start with very little money. What awful tenants to have knocking around the place!) A few months ago he shut the pub part of it entirely, and has been travelling to Thailand on extended holidays.

In the last few months he has become a crazed conspiracy theorist. It was all he would talk about. I took him to play pool at the All Star’s bowling alley on Brick Lane, to get him out of the house, and he got into a big argument with another table – old acquaintances – about 9/11 being fake. He started to lose friends, posting everything he discovered on facebook (and he has over 2000 friends from his party promoting days) and getting into huge virtual rows. At one point, he was trying to convince me that the moon landing was fake so I showed him a brilliant bit of QI on the iplayer which I’d coincidentally seen that week where Stephen debunked all the conspiracy myths surrounding it. Stephen Fry expertly poo pooed the poo pooing. That shut him up for a bit, on that subject at least.

Paul had told me a year or so ago that he’d been taking an illegal substance HGH (Human Growth Hormone) for a few months. It’s a natural hormone secreted during the growing process throughout childhood, that stops being produced when the body stops growing. Extreme body builders take it to get bigger and it’s rumoured certain suddenly-great-again-for-no-apparent-reason sports stars take it to get stronger and fitter… anyway, Paul had been taking it for a few months and had grown 2 inches. Seriously. I could tell the difference. (Odd, I know, for a 35 year old man to suddenly sprout up, but true.) Anyway it’s completely illegal and its fairly unknown what happens if grown adults start taking it.

But I was seriously worried that as a side effect it was sending him insane. The way this once well-rounded likable person had become such a crazed one-dimensional conspiracy theorist who talked of literally nothing else. And I was annoyed with him because he just seemed to be believing everything he read and watched and taking giant leaps of faith connecting the theories. ‘Oh but the New World Order symbols are everywhere Dan!’ I was able to stop him in his tracks about certain things but on others he was immovable.

So… then he phoned me up to say that he’d been having strange visions while resting in his chair at his desk. He was seeing balls of purple energy in his mind’s eye, and when he opened his normal eyes, the balls of energy were there, and lighting up the room. He was so convinced the ‘light show’ (as he called it) was real that he videoed it.

He excitedly sent me the video that same night.

It starts off totally black. He’s playing some eerie meditative music. It’s filmed on his imac, the built-in webcam, in the crappy little photo-booth software, so it’s not super hi-res but… after 4 mins, there’s a flicker and then the outline of his body starts to shimmer PURPLE. It goes on for about 6 mins, then fades away as he comes out of the meditation. I have this video on my macbook. He has another couple that he shot also. For him, this was a sign that what he was seeing was real.

I was gobsmacked. I called him straight away and he came over in the middle of the night and we talked about what he was seeing and how the hell he was doing it. Which was… by closing his eyes and ‘looking forward’. Sounds pretty simple, right?

So I tried it that night. I could see something straight away. At first I just saw what you always see when you screw your eyes up, funny colours bouncing about. Then… after a while, it was like an old TV set jumping to life – big zig-zaggy geometric lines criss-crossing each other. FLASH! Then a hazy purple ball in the middle of my forehead surrounded by what looked like… the solar system. I was pretty freaked out, and not entirely sure what I’m seeing, so I slowly get to sleep.

The next day I’m working at a client’s studio in East Acton. I produce what can only be described as Alien Techno for him. We work in a very collaborative way – sometimes I’m at the console, other times he’s painstakingly moving notes around while I chill on the sofa. Today I’m totally on fire, super creative. I feel amazing – bursting with life and positivity. I chill for a bit while he takes over, and I close my eyes. Almost instantly I’m back in the cosmos. I see a shape forming in the middle – it’s a huge floaty Times New Roman serif font letter A. Weird! On the tube home, I get my iphone out of my pocket and it’s on the contact Alan Biggs, someone I haven’t spoken to in a couple of years. This is someone I need to contact as he has in storage loads of my Dad’s stuff that he collected travelling the world over the years, that never quite made it to Thailand when he went to live there 10 years previously. Beautiful objects of art. My Dad died in Thailand 2 years ago and this is a loose end that I have not yet tied up. So I take this as a signal to get the stuff back.

So that evening I’m excited to go to bed. I wait for my girlfriend to go to sleep… and ‘dial’ back in. Within a few minutes I’m in the cosmos again. After more time, and with my head vibrating a litle – the view from my head expands until I see almost 180% angle of the cosmos. From the top of my head. I seem to be able to move the viewpoint around by concentrating, I can change the angle. It feels like I’m teaching something how to work. A bit like how a child has to teach its eyes to work for the first few days of life.

And then suddenly… it was like going into hyper drive in the Millennium Falcon in Star Wars. zooooom: I’m in the next level, I’m looking at a planet in much greater detail. My head started vibrating. I pulled out, more than a little freaked out, totally excited and eventually manage to get to sleep.

The next day, I text Paul and tell him I’m in. He’s overjoyed. Sends me a text saying he loves me. He’s not going mad after all! Good lord, I’m thinking, but this is ENORMOUS.

Within the first four days, I could see entire planets and move backwards and forwards between them at will. When deep into the meditation, usually over an hour in, if I open my normal eyes at the same time, I can see these planets projected in front of me into the room. They light up the walls. When I place my hands in the planet projection I feel tremendous energy entering my body. By the 3rd night, after being ‘dialled in’ for 2 hours, I felt myself being physically lifted up into the planet I had conjured in front of me. I pull out, scared that I’m about to levitate in my girlfriend’s bed and that she’ll wake and freak out. My head vibrates so much when I’m connected, the deeper I go the more it vibrates. When I’m really strongly connected, all my facial features get dragged up towards my forehead.

I can feel my ‘3rd eye’ vibrating in the middle of my head throughout the day. When I chat to someone, and feel really connected to them, it vibrates more. After some Googling, I start believe I have woken up a dormant gland called the penial gland, and that it is learning how to work.

And then Paul and I ran into a little trouble. We were having such different experiences whilst dialled in, and he felt I was trying to control his. I felt he was being over sensitive. Both our egos were getting in the way. Part of this whole process seems to be a deconstruction of the ego. I think he was jealous of what I was experiencing after initially being overjoyed. We’ve talked a lot this week, but things are still not great between us.

I google more and find a Taoist teacher called Casey Kochmer in Hawaii who teaches mediation and balance but who also has a little thing tucked away on his website about the 3rd eye. I contact him and arrange a skype tuition session but he warns me that the training won’t be what I expect. After 2 sessions I understand what he means. He’s not training me to be ‘better’ at the 3rd eye, he’s teaching me about balance and staying sane and not going ‘wu wu’ as he puts it. The second session is fascinating and is about synchronicity – relaxing into it, pausing, and not forcing it – and also about the ego. ‘The ego should be your sheepdog, not your shepherd’. I’m rapt.

Last Friday I had a joint meditation session with a good friend who’s into a form of meditation called visipanna. I dialled in and got to the planet project stage where I opened my eyes. I asked him to place is hand in front of me.. and he could ‘feel’ where I could see the planet. He can feel the energy I ‘m projecting. He was amazed.

My normal senses start improving. I can see in greater detail. When i read the newspaper, some of the better quality photographs appear to be in 3d. When I look at beautiful photographs of beaches and mountains they appear lush, glowing and in 3d. Kind of how they look when you take a trippy ecstasy pill. Only now they look like this all the time.

I can zone into my hearing and visualise the music I’m making in 3d. I can feel the vibrations of the sound. I can feel the tube running underneath me.

I did a mixdown for a client last week – a job I would normally take about 4 hours to do: I did it in one hour. And I did it WELL. Better than ever before.

I’M CLEVERER. Or – working to full potential? In the space of a few days, I solved several problems I had in a C# programming project. I couldn’t do it before Christmas and had all but given up.

And even better… many positive things are happening to me, read on:

LAST WEEK ALONE:

– I landed 5 days of pop music production for very good money.
– My girlfriend  just got awarded a £2000 grant for her time spent working as a medical student in Zimbabwe over summer. They have covered all her expenses when she thought she was only going to get £200.
– the college where I have been working part-time since November offered me a permanent contract (still 3 days a week, flexitime, I literally can work whenever I want which is perfect as the flaky musicians I work with are always moving sessions around)
– I was offered an advertorial piece on datatransmission (the biggest online dance music magazine) promoting me and my colleagues studio (I’ve moved into a killer new studio that I’m sharing.)
– I am SUPER creative… I tore apart my client’s techno track and turned it into an epic 7 min ambient intro to his album. We were hugging at the end of the session.
– A collective has suddenly formed at my studio of keen producers with different skills and we already have work on. Alsmot out of nowhere and super positive.

I’m noticing/seeing synchronicity everywhere. Over the last year or so, I have started to notice as often as once a day – someone would pop into my head, and then they would call/text/email a minute later. In some cases people I haven’t spoken to in months. I’d actually started to document these happenings it was so often and was so curious to me.

Now bear with me a bit. The reason I mention the following will become clear in a minute. Ever since they first popped up on our screens, from when I was maybe 10, I’ve always had a tremendous affinity for Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie. Their humour, warmth, love of words and – grown up silliness I suppose – has always resonated with me hugely. They always seem to invest such heart in their endeavours. From my tiny village in Yorkshire where I grew up surrounded by people I had nothing in common with other than the surrounding beautiful countryside, they made me feel like there were others like me in the world.

So. A couple of years ago I read a Hugh Laurie interview for an American website where he was talking about his time in therapy and in particular a Carl Jung teaching that was along the lines of ‘the individual has the power to decide how much something affects them’. So YOU can decide to not be sad anymore or pissed off or stressed out. This struck such a chord with me and I’ve repeated this quote over and over like a mantra to anyone who will listen.

So all this synchronicity is happening and I decide to read up on it. It turns out that Carl Jung – this Swiss psycho-analyst I’d been quoting for two years – basically invented it. Or at least recognised it and gave it a name.

I’ve also been obsessed with the the group The Police since around age 8. In the last year, I’ve been playing their tracks at parties – songs like So Lonely, Walking on the moon, Masoko Tango and people have been coming up to me and saying things like ‘thanks for bringing these tunes back into my life!’

The Police’s biggest selling album was called Synchronicity, and Sting is pictured reading Carl Jung’s book on the cover.

In the days following my discovery of the 3rd eye, I see ‘threes’ and ‘eyes’ everwhere:

Two years ago I had three sessions of hypnotherapy with a wonderful guy called Tim Smale who I found on google. I wasn’t looking for hypnotherapy, just regular therapy, but I found Tim. He totally cured me of a behavourial trait that was a serious problem in my new relationship (and previous ones) and was totally ruining it. I was obscenely jealous and possessive. It was awful. There was absolutely no grounds for it. My new girlfriend had many male friends but I hated them all and was convinced she was having affairs with all of them. What a loser. But after just 2 sessions with Tim I felt amazing about myself and was totally cured of my problem. Pretty soon I was running parties with my girlfriend’s male friends and making records with them. I was astonished at the power of Tim’s ‘mental massage’ as he called it. It totally opened up my mind to the thought that ‘what we know is not all there is to know’. I think Tim has been an important part of this journey. For the last few months I’ve had a playing card in my wallet – I don’t know where it came from – and it’s a picture of Scottish actress Deborah Kerr. I looked her up on wikipedia this week and in the first few lines of her entry it mentions her mother’s maiden name. It’s Smale.

I actually met Tim Smale for lunch today and told him about all of this, and took out the Deborah Kerr card and before I could tell him about the name connection he said ‘oh my wife is called Deborah, her parents were big fans of Deborah Kerr’ – and then I told him about his name being her mum’s maiden name he said – ‘I’ve gone completely cold.’ And the buzzing gland in my head vibrated even more.

When I called my mum – who has always been very spiritual and plugged into the universe – last week to tell her my whole story, she listened rapt until I finally petered out and she simply said: ‘What took you so long son?’

And then she said ‘synchronicity is messages from your higher consciousness’.

So enough of my meandering story. You want to know how to do this? Of course you do.

Right, well first things first.

The planets, and travelling between them, is what I see currently. What Paul and the other close friends who are ‘in’ see is similar, but slightly different. So we are guessing that what everyone sees will be different. BUT we all feel the same amazing positive energy and synchronicity, and incredible things happening in our normal lives.

And brace yourself – it’s freaky at first. (it’s even freakier now I’ve gone even deeper. Just wait!) But just relax. Also, you might feel yourself being reticent in going further – this is your ego holding on. According to the Tao teacher, part of the process is to deconstruct your ego. Just let go. When you get ‘stuck’, it’s your ego trying to hang in there. Let it go.

You can pull out at anytime. You switch back to normal consciousness very quickly. BUT – as you go deeper, you’ll work out a way to pull out more gracefully. You’ll see what I mean. You kind of stayed logged in with your head vibrating if you don’t pull out gracefully. This happened to me just before a dinner party last week and was a bit annoying to have a really vibrating head all evening!

And… be careful who you tell – because they will judge you, and their judgement can effect your development. My Tao teacher said to tell the ‘rare’ ones.

If you want to dial in…

It’s better if it’s dark when you begin but not essential.

Close your eyes.

Look into the middle of your forehead (not with your eyes, use your mind’s eye.)

FOCUS.

After a while you will see a hazy purple ball. Soon you’ll start to see geometric shapes, and then…well, it’s your experience, no-one elses, so it will be unique to you.

It’s freaky, and you’ll probably pull out a few times, but just relax. Your head will start to vibrate. It’s a bit like a network connection getting stronger.

Your normal eyes will bounce around like the REM stage of sleep, it’s because they think they are being hit. Try to relax them.

Once you are past this stage…let go. Enjoy the flight.

Welcome to the (r)evolution.

Love,
3rdeyedialler x