In this case, the deceased person behaves in the astral plane as if he regrets what had happened to him in the physical world and brought about his current situation. This is expressed in constant complaints, tears, and a reminiscing about what had happened. This kind of behavior is most often seen in those cases when little time has passed since the subject’s death.

For some, such behavior will be normal and not require further action. However, if this does not suit the practitioner, as looking at everything in this way may be unpleasant, then the best solution would be to try to convince the subject that nothing terrible has happened, and that everything is fine, as all is as it should be. It is also advisable to offer consolations befitting such a situation. Perhaps the subject will be able to collect himself quite quickly. This is better than re-summoning the person all over again.

Another widespread problem is incomplete performance of the techniques. No less than 75% of practitioners who are learning using my techniques suffer from this. It’s interesting to note that 75% of them do so deliberately. Friend, you’ll see later on that you need not perform superhuman feats in order to achieve the astral plane state. As far as the indirect techniques are concerned, you just need perform a simple algorithm of actions upon awakening. Just complete everything that you are required to do in full. And perform everything just as it is described.

Let’s observe a few examples of incomplete performance of the techniques. We’ll start with cycles of indirect techniques – the one universal astral travel entrance technique-based technology. It entails the completion, upon awakening, of no less than 4 cycles of techniques for a total of 9-15 seconds each, until a technique works. For some reason, many think that the proscribed minimum of 4 cycles does not apply to them. And so they do 1 or 2 cycles…. Like the time at one of my seminars when two men of about the same age sat next to each-other, both in the neighborhood of 45 years old. This was the second session, and they spoke about what they had been doing, and how things were going for them. The first man said that he had started by doing 2 cycles during one attempt, but then seeing as nothing was working, he decided to stop right there, even though I had said the previous afternoon to do 4 cycles. I had repeated it again and again… The second gentleman had also started by doing two cycles and nothing worked for him either. But he then started to do a third cycle, just like I had said to do. Then, one of the techniques worked like a charm during the fourth cycle, and he was able to leave his body. However, if he had done everything like his neighbor in the classroom, then nothing would have happened for him either… I have introduced this example only because I remember it quite well, as two people sitting next to one another sharply contrasted in their approach to what they were told to do.

People also very often forget when performing indirect techniques to first try to separate, and only then do cycles. With direct techniques, people also tend to forget about the free-floating state of mind, though without it there’s no point in expecting anything, as I always point out early on.

Sometimes incomplete performance of techniques happens not because of a person’s psychology, but out of an inability to complete a task. For example, with indirect techniques, it’s very important to awaken without moving. Many are simply unable to keep themselves from moving. However, achieving this only requires practice. Not only that, but many also forget that if they wake up to their body moving, then they should nevertheless still make an attempt at separation. Sure, their odds are lower than usual, but are still quite high.

By and far, we could go on forever about the different ways in which people fail to fully perform techniques. I only wanted to tell you, friend, to try to fully implement all of the techniques. Each sentence and every word in the sections on techniques has been vetted by years of classroom instruction and has much more weight than a cursory glance would imply.

You see, in taking this book into your hands, you may mistakenly assume it be yet another work on some-odd occult or esoteric practice, in which everything is vaguely described and the majority of details are literally left up to the reader. Do not take such an approach to this book under any circumstances. Everything here is already well known, there’s no reason to shroud this practice in a cloud of secrecy. You have clear instructions right here in front of you. Just follow them.

Oksana Ryabova, Moscow. Student.

I seemed to me that my deep morning slumber had been interrupted by the discomfort and mild pain of numbness in my left arm, which my head had been lying on while I slept. The desire arose within me to get rid of that discomfort. I moved my numb arm in front of me and opened my eyes. But I couldn’t see the physical arm in front of me, even though I clearly felt it there and could curl and uncurl my five fingers and bend the arm at the elbow. This all made me somewhat confused. I clearly understood that something like this could not happen in the normal physical world. I decided that this was a very realistic dream, and that in order to wake up, I would simply need to close my eyes and strain my brain with the desire to awaken. That thought was followed by action. I opened my eyes shortly thereafter, thinking that I had finally woken up.

Before me was the daily reality that I always observe upon awakening: a large window through which sunlight pours onto my bed in the center of the room, a desk and chair, a bookcase of academic literature, and a wardrobe with clothing in it. Just like always. I decided to spend this weekday-off (I had a lot of days off that week) getting calm, easy rest.

I sat up Indian-style in bed with my elbows on my knees. I squinted, enjoying the rays of May sun massaging my face. It was warm, and the air was fresh. And I felt a sense of peace pour through my body like a sort of unearthly sweet nectar. I turned to look around. And suddenly, that state of relaxation abruptly changed into cold and shivering, the sense of peace transformed into terrible fear – my body was lying behind me! Panic. I glanced at those hands in front of me that I could feel but not see. They were lying peacefully on the bed alongside my body. I touched them and felt their velvety skin, yet not feeling the sensation with my physical hands. I tried to return to my body. I lay down into it, closed my eyes, straining in an attempt to wake up. I opened my eyes and got up, but the body was still lying there. Fear, otherworldly mortal fear. Tears. Perplexity. Incomprehension. The question, “what next?” And all around me was that bright and sunny day.

I became more and more afraid. The desire to leave that state grew exponentially. All of my attempts to return to my body brought no result. Frightened and scared, I sat on the bed like a figurine. Suddenly, out of the silence, I heard steps in the room. But I couldn’t see anybody. The fear grew worse and worse. I began to scream at that invisible man wandering in my room, bidding him to stay away from me. I then asked the question, “Who is he and what does he want here, and why can’t I see him?” I got an answer: “Don’t be afraid, this is all normal”. He appeared a moment later, standing beside my bed. He was about 6 feet tall and a little over 30 years old, with a stocky muscular physique. His hair was dirty-blond and cut short, his eyes were gray-blue. He was wearing only a black bathing suit. Around his neck was a thick gold chain. He began to explain something to me about a certain city, calling it a transfer point. Then he said that many go through such a state and that it was a normal thing. He took my hand and said, “let’s go.” A moment later, we found ourselves on some sort of old-town street. The house that we stood in front of had a blue rectangle on its corner with the name of the street and house number. I was easily able to read everything, and was surprised at what I saw.

We stood almost naked in the middle of the street, but passersby paid us no attention. I realized that they didn’t see us. I didn’t stop looking around, shocked and scared by what was happening. My head was filled with what was at the time a terrible question: how to return?

The young man abruptly ran towards the corner of the house in front of us. Entering through its wall, he said that it was time for him to return, as his friend was due to arrive. He disappeared. I stood in same place for some time, watching people pass me by. I didn’t know how to get back to my room, because the place from which we entered the street turned out to be a wall. What a bad break, how was I to go through the wall? I closed my eyes thought about my room, and recited, “whatever will be, will be,” stepped forward, and found myself on my bed.

Sweeping my eyes over the room, I discovered that nothing had changed in it. The sun shone into it just as it had before. Breathing in a sigh of relief and closing my eyes in great hope that I would wake up, I rushed to open them. To my horror, I instead found a table with medical instruments on my bed. Waves of fear swept over my body with renewed intensity. I gulped that I would not make it through if they put me under the knife. I closed my eyes once again, and started to pray. The fear gradually receded, I calmed down….. and finally woke up. The first thing that I did was to make sure that the table with the medical instruments was not there. I jumped up and started knocking on the dresser, the wall, and on the window in order to make sure that it really was all over.

Mistakes:

Upon awakening, one should immediately try to separate.

No deepening was performed immediately upon exiting the body.

Going along with an unplanned storyline.

Lack of maintaining techniques.

Lack of a preprepared plan of action.

Intentional return.

Unrecognized false awakening.

No attempt to separate again or employ indirect techniques.

Comments:

The errors are hypothetical, as the young lady did not intend to have this experience at all, and it was her first one ever. It should be noted that an uncommonly large number of adventures for one’s first time befell her: invisible arms, unrecognized separation, a stranger, travel, and false awakening… And all this occurring amid a backdrop of terror. Her case clearly demonstrates once again how incredibly realistic the astral plane experience is. People often cannot even distinguish it from reality. One cannot ignore the fact that prayer served to help bring the negative experience to an end. The key factor is, of course, not the prayer itself, but the calming effect that it brings. Any kind of relaxation or turning one’s thoughts inward allows one to bring an astral projection to a halt. It should also be stated that despite the whole nightmare, this experience motivated the young woman to become a very advanced practitioner, as it served to pique her interest.

Even before writing my first book, that is up through the age of 20, I tried teaching the astral plane to people. But I never thought that I would come to get seriously involved in it. When my first book was published, I instantly obtained a large number of fans and followers, some of whom flooded me with requests for personal instruction. I was literally stalked to that end.

Often those followers were several times older than I was, hardly suspecting that they yearned to learn from a youth. That’s why I decided not to deal with giving lessons for a long time. Moreover, people harbor many preconceived notions and stereotypes, which is why my outside accomplishments in the world of sports went against me for quite a while. The prospect of a sportsman’s intellect does not evoke confidence or respect. I must admit that I more than once came to the conclusion that such a view is founded while participating in the sports world. However, the desire to be in top physical shape can also be seen as indicator of a person’s all-around level of personal development and maturity. And so, your body should be fit for anything, both here and in the astral plane world, and also look great.

To put it simply, several years back I still had my own long-held views on life, and the practice of the astral plane was my life’s crowning achievement. But then everything changed quite suddenly. One day, I took a look at my mail and my attention was grabbed by the fact that the issue of whether or not I gave lessons came in nearly every day from all corners of the planet. And so, at the age of 24 I decided to try and hold my first lessons, taking responsibility for the outcome upon myself. I must add that I was among the first to start concentrating on results, rather than interesting conversation on such an enchanting phenomenon.

I started out by running two-month courses. 90% of the students entered the astral plane at least once over the course of two months, and some even managed to get really good at it. Considering that some do not believe in this phenomenon at all, and that some are accustomed to believing that learning something like this takes years, this seemed to me to be quite a substantial result, and inspired me even more. This proved that the technique-based technologies I had developed while still a teenager worked not only on me, but on everyone! It was one thing to know that people were learning from the books, and quite another to see their success with my own eyes. In addition, it was very rewarding to share in the joy of pupils who had achieved what they could have only dreamed of before: the ability to travel to another world, whatever be its nature.

The effectiveness of the courses gradually increased, and my lessons became very popular after about half a year. The Moscow seminars took place once a month, but enrollment would fill-up after only two to three weeks, as there were many people interested in attending – people who had heard that it was possible to obtain real experience, and in a sufficiently short period of time at that.

Things would start to get really interesting two years later. I came to the realization that teaching people was a great basis for conducting scientific research. I obtained an incredible amount of information. During the seminars, I ran constant experiments with techniques in search of the best ones. As a result, the lessons have taken on the form of three-day seminars, during which up to 80% of participants enter the astral plane! Friend, that was no misprint or marketing pitch. There are masses of witnesses. Such results sent me into shock. They were more than I had ever dreamed of, and I had never thought that anything like that was possible. As strange as it may sound, if only half of the group enter the astral plane after just two days, I begin to worry.

It became the norm that half of the group would come in on the day after the first lesson and report that they had flown out of their bodies from one to several times, rolled out of them, or become conscious while dreaming. Meanwhile, the majority of those people initially believed that the entire undertaking was complete fantasy and that there was no such thing as out-of-body travel! It’s simple: if you are not successful, it means that you are doing something wrong. This is the fundamental rule that allows such results to be achieved.

Don’t worry, friend, it’s not necessary at all for you to go to my School in order to have access to the best techniques and technologies. They’re all in this book. Simply attentively complete what is proscribed in the chapters on techniques.

Case Studies

December 2008

I woke up during a daytime nap. While still in a drowsy state, I tried to roll out of my body and fly up into the air, but nothing happened. However, I felt that I was in a state very close to that of the astral plane. I tried forced falling asleep, and then felt lapses of consciousness, during which images flickered before my eyes. A few seconds later, I decided to try separating from my body again. Meanwhile, I knew that if that didn’t work, I could switch to observing images, as they were already there. However, that turned out not to be necessary, as I was easily able to simply get up out of my body. My vision immediately came to me. I was quickly able to make the state that I was in extremely realistic by palpating and peering at objects around me. I also managed to quickly palpate my body, all the while creating and amplifying vibrations in order to cement myself in a deep astral travel.

While I had a clearly-formulated plan of action regarding studying the astral plane, I had already re-thrashed its details several times that week. At that moment, I really just wanted to use the astral plane for my own personal enjoyment, and do something I was looking forward to for a while. At one of my seminars about a week before, I had told my students about how it was possible to go for a walk among dinosaurs. A desire to do so now burned within me, as I had not done anything of the sort for a long time. So I scrapped my previous plan of action, closed my eyes, and concentrated my attention on the Tyrannosaurus rex. I then felt the sensation of movement. The translocation took longer than usual. This was normal for such a situation, because it was simply psychologically difficult to believe one would see dinosaurs, even though I had succeeded in doing so many times before. The rational brain tends to have difficulties with things like encountering dinosaurs.

I nevertheless managed to get myself together and concentrate my attention. Then, I landed on something soft. It was a patch of moss in the forest. I began to scrutinize the moss and palpate it with my hands. Vision almost immediately came to me, and became incredibly sharp. I crouched on all fours and stared for a while at everything right in front of me – mainly small twigs of various shapes and decayed leaves. There were also all kinds of insects crawling around.

I then focused my attention on my own feelings and perceptions. I was still wearing the same t-shirt and shorts that I had fallen asleep in. My body itself seemed unusually pale. However, I was most surprised at how hard it was to breathe. Not only was the air saturated with indescribably-repugnant odors, it also turned out to be quite hot and humid. Trying to breathe in only through my nose made me dizzy. Meanwhile, the air was so hot that breathing in through my mouth hurt my throat. In the end, I decided to breathe in through my mouth, and was able to banish the pain.

I turned my attention to my surroundings. There was forest all around. Very little sun made it through the canopy. The trees were very tall, and had long straight trunks. There were plants all around that looked like ferns, but they were nearly my height. I had found myself in a small clearing without trees. The whole place was filled with sounds that were unnatural for a forest. Instead of birds chirping, I heard whistling and croaking. I heard roaring from time to time coming from somewhere in the distance. I kept hearing crackling and then something crashing to the ground. I could hear a lot of rustling and dull thuds coming from somewhere behind the bushes about thirty yards away from me. I immediately understood that that’s where my objective was.

By the time I decided to head for my dinosaur, I was already itching from constant attacks by exotic insects of all colors and sizes, both terrestrial and airborne. While heading for the target, I all the while scrutinized my arms and the leaves that I had ripped off with my hands. I intentionally made right for the tree trunks ahead. I kept special tabs on the hyper-realism of the experience, as this was the most important factor here. The vibrations didn’t die down one bit, as I constantly kept them going right from the start.

I went up to the bushes and cautiously peered through them. There was a stream flanked by a muddy bank, from which an enormous patch of horsetail shot up. My objective was wading right in the middle of the stream, I almost shouted out in ecstasy at the sight of it. I kept quiet only out of a desire to not attract its attention. That could have ruined everything. I tried to avoid drawing its attention not so much because I was somewhat afraid, but more out of a desire to simply watch this magnificent creature from the side, and feast my eyes on its beauty.

I had already seen a T. rex at least five times before, but this one was much larger than all of the previous ones. Even the the color of its skin was different – slightly darker and with fewer spots. For some reason, this one seemed to be a female. The giant paused at some point, apparently reacting to me. I immediately returned my attention to peering at the leaves and the insects on them, so as not to interfere in the situation with the dinosaur, and also remain in a deep astral travel.

I was quite afraid that this astral travel might not be sufficient for more sensations – and so instead of sticking it out, I quickly ran up behind the T. rex. It immediately turned in my direction, but I concentrated as much as I could on the thought that it would see me as a friend and not a foe. Risking the astral plane, I even stopped in order to program the situation. Its huge head looked at me for several more seconds, and then calmly bent down. It seems that it had a victim there.

I ran up to its massive tail. I quickly peered at it up close, and then moved to its face. I was meanwhile in a panic over the astral plane and its depth, and so made great effort to amplify the vibrations I was feeling. Also, I petted the reptile the whole time, for now moving my hands down its side, and stepping into the cool water up to my ankles. Everything was already so extraordinary, and I didn’t want to be ejected into reality by making a stupid move. Fear of the monster had already completely subsided, but I started to grow a little concerned over the great depth of this astral travel. The unwholesome idea of staying there forever suddenly came over me. However, the instinct of self-preservation kept me to my senses.

Pulling up the reptile’s massive and muscular frame, I got up to the front of it. I had not seen tyrannosauruses up so close that often before, so I was a bit amused by how helplessness its forearms appeared, almost like puny unwebbed flippers ( Tyrannosauruses only have two clawed limbs). They are generally considered to be vestigial, but this reptile was clearly using them to help itself to the carcass of another big lizard, holding it up. In turn, the prey seemed to be quite ugly and bony. Its innards were hanging out of the large jaws of the dining reptile. I squatted down just a yard away from the dinosaur’s muzzle and watched the scene. It didn’t pay me any attention, even when I grabbed the gnarled leg of its victim (it looked like a chicken-leg, but a hundred times larger), and threw it aside. The T. Rex, still ignoring me, raised its head and went straight for the delicacy. Its movement seemed to require a lot of effort, and all the muscles of its haunches simply pushed forward when exerted. I could see that the beast was incredibly strong.

After going halfway towards its prize and scanning its surroundings, the lizard turned again to the carcass. It began to go at it again. I had already made up my mind to feed him by hand, but then some kind of alarm went off. Quickly realizing that it was coming from outside the window in the physical world, I immediately dunked my head underwater in order to get rid of that sound by programming the qualities of the space around. It was indeed quieter underwater, but the alarm was still audible. While observing the pebbles at the bottom of the clear water, I plugged my ears with my fingers. The sound became even quieter. Employing the straining the brain technique made the vibrations still stronger, creating a noise that I began to listen in to. The alarm sound went away. I surfaced, took my fingers out of my ears, and then it occurred to me that it could have been a car alarm. “And what if that was from my car?” – I thought. Cursing all earthly matters, I recalled my body in order to return back into it. And it was only just upon feeling the physical body that I remembered that my car had already been at the mechanic’s for several days now… I heard the alarm again, but it wasn’t coming from my car. And so, there was no point in cutting the astral plane experience short. I tried to get back into the astral plane once again, but the wail of the alarm did not stop, and so all of my attempts to return to the astral plane were in vain.

And so, friend, you’ve decided to change your world, and come to know its true expanse and possibilities. To that end, you’ll need to know the order of actions to take. Let me state upfront that I’m not proposing anything difficult or laborious. Everything is simple enough, especially when done correctly and exactly.

First, you should try to leave your body with your conscious awareness using indirect techniques. Concentrate all of your initial efforts on reading their descriptions and attempt them again and again until they work. Do not try direct techniques under any circumstances.

Second, as soon as you are able to leave your body, immediately learn the techniques for deepening and maintaining the astral plane. You will only need to make several attempts before you have mastered these them.

Third, upon having learned to deepen and stay in the astral plane, master the techniques for translocation and finding objects. This may take a little more time to learn than deepening or maintaining the astral plane.

Fourth, after having mastered all of the necessary skills, you can then create and implement a personal plan of action for yourself that takes the practical applications of the phenomenon into account.

Fifth, once astral travel entry becomes stable and occurs at least twice a week, you can also occasionally try direct techniques. But don’t do them in a way that overlaps with indirect techniques – that is, don’t perform both direct and indirect techniques on the same day.

Of course, this proscribed order of actions to be taken is aimed at achieving total mastery, which is possible only upon consistent practice and application of the phenomenon. Meanwhile, the emotional satisfaction will come much sooner. If you have never had an astral projection experience before, then even a first, clumsy experience will become a starting point on your road to development, and strike at the core of your conscious awareness.