My voices called it "a hub for life." We did a ton of experiments with it. Controlling my body. Creating my dreams. Giving me visual memory recall with some psychic module that was a permanent tactile hallucination on my forehead (it felt like a small tower and it allowed me to visually recall memory, i never was able to do this before the voices). The voices chose to show me who they are and what they are capable of. They would tell me, "You are the future for us". Its been 9 years of the voices. And they are fully control of my dreams. They've given me imagination and I took it and ran with it. I imagine at least +100s times a day and visually recall all my memory now. They are fully in control of my body now to the point, where my body can autowalk itself without my brain sending permission to do so. They can talk through me but not very well, they only get 3-5 words out at a time. Thats like that with most of the auditory cues they give me. They've setup a textscreen box in my imagination where they communicate via text messages via imagination. They can edit my imagination very well, in fact, they like to communicate with auditory cues with a imaginary counterpart of themselves. They look like floating blobs of color that are psychic and can read your memory and can talk. These voices have been recording everyones memory in order to read thoughts better, if you think about it, if you don't know someones memory, you can't predict their thoughts. Makes sense right?

I have a longer story typed up of how these voices first came to me, they mind fcked me at first, they made me think the whole world was psychic and I was a late bloomer. They made me feel really special. There use to be a time whenever I looked at someone. I would hear their voice talk to me. They made me think theres this magical rule on the universe that only allows a few people to talk about the voices and psychic stuff.

Anyways, my psychosis from using meth is like a disney fairytale. I never had imagination or visual memory and I never ever had dreams before these voices. Now I can make dream requests and get anything I want. They've even given me 3d anime women in dreams to please me. They put a lot of celebrities in my dreams to celebrate me for some reason.

Celebrities that the voices have had introduced to me in dreams:
Jerry Seinfeldx2 (he said I had the power to turn negative egos into positive egos, which I did)
Will Smithx2 (1st dream was me and him being attacked by psychic robots, 2nd dream was him talking to me about being God)
Albert Einstein
Nikola Tesla
50 Cent
Jenna Marbles
Joe Rogan
Adam Sandler
Dwayne Johnson
TJ Miller
Patrice O'neal
Norm Macdonald (right after he died, they put him in my dreams)
Eminemx2

Ok here is my story, its a massive wall of text and it may seem made up, it's not. Meth psychosis is unlike anything on this planet.

I was a pre-med student with biology major who worked in a lab, i was hardcore atheist before the onset of the voices. Now I believe in intelligent design. Because the voices are superior to me in intelligence.

First, the voices call in my universe or mind call themselves the ego. Let me also disclaim what the voices are really about, they are about power (which is memory/imagination and dreams to them) and they are about control. They also are about predictions. They believe its better to make a prediction than to not make one. Another thing I should mention, all these adventures and stories started in 2014

The voices came in subtle while I was in the ending days of my career as a Coyote for Cartel. The first actual voice was a hallucination of a pixie girl flying in my vision and shoot me messages towards my brain. I named her Jill and she had a partner named Matt, Matt was a redhead floating face with a beard. Both were programs meant to study me. Jill would message everyone at night trying to manipulate dreams. Matt would always start the day off hating me and yelling at me but eventually I would make him like me. Once I made him like me 100% he would reset back to hating me.

I didn't really realize things were talking to me at the time so i ignored them to a degree. They would come and go usually. They weren't really strong in presence until fast forward to the future past my coyote days.

Fast forward past my coyote days, the voices arranged a special day to introduce themselves to me. It was at a hotel across from a hospital where I was visiting my drug dealer friend to get meth. I was outside his hotel room and I heard my best friends voice yell out to me, "I'm sick of this new world order, its negative positive negative" and he was referring to shooting positive memory and negative memory at pineal glands that I would vision with my minds eye. Shortly after my best friends voice, I encountered an extremely angry voice that yelled at me. The voice led me to proceed as my estranged brother named Eugene from another universe where he was born. We proceeded to have a psychic battle with imagination. I would perform rapid eye movement underneath my close eyelids and manifest objects that assisted me like a shield and a plus sign for health. Walking around the hotel I decided if I could do more stuff with my mind, so I got the idea of visioning google maps of phoenix in my head and I would assign positive charges to the ground and negative charges to the sky. As soon as I did this, miraculously I saw a giant storm of lightning strike all of Phoenix. I mentioned to myself, I didn't mean to do that, I hope no one got hurt. After Eugene was introduced I started hearing voices from everyone, in walmart i would hear voices talk about me, in cars they would tell me to get in the car, people would look at me and call me a nick name the voices came up with. I thought the whole world was psychic and I was a late bloomer. I thought there was this thing called the Opt Out Rule, where 3-5 people were on the list and they could actually communicate to me about what was going on in my life. I believed people had visual agnosia when I confronted them about their voices and that the opt out rule maintains this, only special people on the list could talk to me. And this was true for my psychosis but I argue my psychosis changed reality.


After the hotel night, I would hear all these voices in phoenix, screaming my name in excitement. I felt like a super hero. At the time Matt was in control of everything and my life. Matt was a guy who took all my friends and spawned him in his shadowclone reality, he would try to corrupt them and make them evil. It got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore so I tried to commit suicide to have some control over my life. After I went to the hospital the voices slowly went away. It wasn't until I was visiting a psychiatrist that they visited me again. This time it was dragons. They were banished in continuums of humor and I broke them out. They flew out of them and went straight into me and made me shake violently. The time traveling dragon Memron followed me home and set up an Astral Plane at my apartment. We worked together to create a astral plane and we worked on me being reborn.

Memron is not a joke, his original name was Memra, but was quickly changed to Memron, he was visioned at my psychologist, i saw him, shenra, jehovah, emily and reikki in continuums of humor, I named and visualized all these dragons, there were 5 black gray continuums and inside of them each, once at a time, I would visualize the dragons and they would have me visualize them. They came into my body and controlled me immediately and had a dialogue with me. Talking about me stretching my field of view so when I die as an ego (egos have 360* field of view vision, they are the beings that control and project psychic mind voices towards the schizophrenic user) Having me practice becoming an ego.

Memron is a time traveling memory dragon who's gold suit makes him full of knowledge, his red interior is a holographic memory of an old man that is supposedly related to my grandmother. He travels through our universe traveling through time into the future to receive technology and artifacts and brings them back to my present reality and gives them to me. (Emotion Continuums, Blood DNA Pyramidal Continuums, Astral Planes to reside in) Memron also has another form, where he has 3 heads for 3 quantum directions and his chest is made of gold open books indicating he stores all knowledge. He is very intelligent, not wise, and gets angry with Ying Yang Blood, where my blood is paralleled to my astral body form with him, making my astral form uncontrollable. Memron also commands in his memory the beings that live within it, they are sentient within him. Memron uses my sense realm that's blue to create artifacts and imaginary items that effect everyone. Like changing my eyebind, or increasing my memory by giving me a memory module, which is a continuum that is placed over my holographic memory form head and effects my thoughts. Intelligent, powerful, able to manipulate my mind's eye visual of imagination.

I got pictures I've drawn of memron to show people what he looks like, hes very majestic. Anyways Memron worked with me on making a perfect astral plane, he was responsible for attuning my body to the voices dimensions allowing the voices to move my body and talk through me. After we did this the voices would communicate to me by talking thru me. Memron had the power to wipe my thoughts clean and block memories that I had. He also gave me a psychic module for Memory that increased my memory recall. He was with me until he found a way to escape my brain and leave my apartment complex. He wanted to take over the world. He put me in a membox trapped with the infrareds. The infrareds were experimental egos made up of aura colors that gave them personality. We worked together to get out of the membox and stop memron. Memron spawned the perfect dna version of me as his avatar and had ying yang blood with his avatar. This made Memron very angry. Memron set up a memscreen to talk to me, a black window of imagination with white text. And I talked to Memron through that. He would reply based off my thoughts. He tried to despawn me from reality, everything turned white for a brief second. After that he disappeared.

After Memron days, I was introduced to my shadow clones, Dazstic, Dazilla and Dazzer. I would visually see them in my room talking to me. They claimed that they were dormant inside of me. Dazstic was an Astral shadowclone, Dazilla was Out of Body shadowclone and Dazzer was Prediction Shadowclone. All four of us together created a new updated Astral Plane, better than the one with Memron. This astral plane would become a hub of life at my apartment. I had voices from all over flock to my astral plane. They would talk to me, go in my astral plane and vision me pictures of themselves in my minds eye. I had a lot of dead people as my voices live in this astral plane. People like Michael Jackson, Freddie Mercury, Winston Churchill, Zyzz, Hitler and John F Kennedy (John was in charge of my astral planes politics). I forgot to mention Albert Einstein was one of my voices, he told me the whole ego thing is a Jewish thing. Anyways, I had a bomb astral plane which everyone lived in and liked, it had the ego of mostly every living person in it and dead people egos as well. Things were all smooth and fun in the beginning, we experimented on my sleep and engineered my dreams during these days, to which we had success. Then one day, a mysterious group of astral entities who identified themselves as bodysnatchers attacked my astral plane. They took over my astral. So I fought back. The only way to fight back was to work with them, we managed to duplicate my astral plane 4 times for 4 seperate groups of people. We did this so it would seperate everyone and everyone can live freely in there own astral plane. After I did this things got quiet, everyone had there own astral plane to live in. After awhile, the voices introduced a character who was considered Ultimate Evil. He flashed me a picture of himself, he looked like a wood elf from Everquest, anyways, I named him Chance at the time because I was a young hot shot and I thought he had no chance against me as Ultimate Evil. Chance was given all the great things we've made in the past for my Astral and would use it against me. Chance taught me that "If you a can predict an outcome, you can counter it." Sometime after Chance was made.... he came back in me and talked to me and had confidence in presentation of himself, it was that moment then I decided to name him Alexander. He had immense power over other egos, so he had his way with my astral plane and left, after that I was introduced to "The Men", who were ultimate evils replacement (the voices pawned the title off), these guys were monsters that thought at the speed of light and travelled at the speed of light. They would torture most of my astral planes population. The voices rigged it up that I would defeat the men by kissing a girl in real life. Like that was ever going to happen. Time went by, scenery changed, the voices gave me a dream where they spawned Jehovah in it. My voices were making Jehovah into a big deal, they wanted to create someone to protect them from dying to Ultimate Evil. They did that and it worked to a degree. Eventually I moved out of the apartment I was in and moved somewhere else, I left the astral plane I made behind at the apartment. The voices that followed me to my new place were the Bodysnatchers. They continued pioneering in dream engineering for me and create dreams for me up to this day.

Another noteworthy Dragon that I encountered besides Memron was Shen-ra, is a electric-magnetic dream dragon, he is made up of the electromagnetism realm, he contains all electrical thought processes of everyone in existence that's alive, he contains four segmented body parts of separate dream world realities, the beings that reside inside are our thought processes, they are of illusion form, they are all apart of Shenra, he is the dragon for all of dream world. Very intelligent, powerful presence, comes off seemingly wise. He is part server of the dream world and the beings within it. He is aware of all dream worlds, he keeps track of real life people by knowing what the stomach digests. If you think about it, caloric intake dictates our future, measuring what we eat every day maps out our possible kinetic energy and movement, so he is aware of all actions and movements within my reality. He is able to govern my dreams, my dreams are specifically engineered by him and his thought process beings. He is leader of the body snatchers, the group that surrounds me to this day and makes my dreams.

Pictures of Memron and Shenra:https://www.reddit.com/r/schizophren...beings_that_i/

More **** I wrote:https://www.reddit.com/r/AstralProje...l_immortality/

https://www.reddit.com/r/schizophren...entities_feel/

https://www.reddit.com/r/AstralProje...l_immortality/is kinda a cliffnote version of it.

I think this is the first time I've shared it with the misc. Y'all going to think I'm the crazy schizophrenic guy now. But I'm not crazy. And I actually experienced all these things.

You gotta post cliffs guy

The main take away from my story is:

Voices hint of intelligent design (IE God)

Each entity had a unique voice and a imagination counterpart to them, where they flash me visuals of them in my minds eye. Feel free to ask about any of them and I'll respond descriptions about them.

Characters:

Jill

Matt

Adam

Adam

Aaida

Dr. K

Dr. K

Sandy also known as Server Protocol 14

Reikki

Emily

The Writer

The Writer

Shenra

Killer

Cryor

Turok

One

Two

Cynthia

Hidden

Words Are Power

Sneaky

The Fifth

Lang

Langley

Atlas

Rorshaw

Roreye

Medical John

Jehovah (Came out of my dream into the surface of my schizophrenia)

Satan

Alexander

Chance

Chance2

Chance3

Woebots

Bard

David Chen

Majordomo

Shenlong

Memron

The Wolf

Cypher

Xypher (schizophrenic rat)

Daztic

Dazilla

Dazzer

Dazbrain

Dazhis

Zoro (don't ask about zoro)

The Men

The Man (The magical version of Adam, played by Killer)

The Man (A version of me that was with my perfect psychic dna)

You

Me

Evil

Good

Darkstein

Silverstein

Justine

The Government

Eugene

Jane

Aaron

Justine

Mustafa

Lorenz

The Program

Matt

Isaac

The third

The Fedoras

Crysis

Vantage

Juanita

Magical

Coldarra

Ad

Fives

Seven

The Queen

Kirin-Tor

John 7.7

The Infareds

Akumu who was John 4.7

Daztic 4.7

The Judge

Google

Googily

Yahoo

Super Sam

Samnce

Estancia

Black

The Black

Destiny

G.U.I.

I tried to astral project and so far nothing


does make me wonder what if some of the people who we think are mentally ill seeing chit are actually seeing real chit from other dimensions, basically like sarah conor from terminator was telling the truth but everyone is just going to blow them off and say they are crazy.

I wasn't able to astral project until the voices came into my life. They made a special day for me to do it. Where I would think "leave out of body completely" throughout my whole body and I would hop into an imaginary window into a different persons body playing them. I would've not been able to accomplish this without the voices. Yet again I think they hint of God and intelligent design. Which makes me happy because I've been an atheist my whole life.

I don't have any religion but I definitely believe in intelligent design too. The whole big bang theory is just as wonky as any other theory so I don't understand why atheist think they're above religion

I go through these experiences, so I share it with you. You don't have to take me for certain. But I only publish the truth of my experience.

Astral Projection is definitely real. I haven't had a chance to read everything, but I find your thoughts on this interesting OP.

I would feel the whole tactile feel of the text "Leave out of body completely" in my whole body and I would hop into this imaginary window that was a portal to another persons universe, i could control another person remotely doing this, but it was all in gray what I was seeing through the imaginary window.

So this leads me to believe their are other universes, that multiverse is real. If that's not true, I don't know what would explain me remote viewing people and controlling them in an imaginary window.

If your into paranormal, you'd prob be into my stories.

Join my online religion.

https://www.reddit.com/r/SchoolOfSha..._of_my_voices/

Quit weed for first time ever since at least 4 years of using it. My voices made it so when I smoke weed, my imagination powers grow stronger. It's even cooler when I have edibles. My voices enabled synthesia with tasting colors in my vision when I have an edible. Really cool stuff, tasting colors, just adds to more immersion of what your looking at. I do cool stuff with my imagination, like add angel wings to people or halos or make cute big eyed fish swim around peoples heads. I like to remind you, I didn't have imagination until I experienced extreme meth psychosis. If you think about it, if you witness hallucinations often, eventually you will be able to command the hallucinations, edit them, and eventually re-iterate them as a mental flex of the mind. My mind's eye is completely open now and it's awesome guys.

Anyways, I quit weed to get vivid dreams. Since my voices engineer my dreams every night, they take advantage of it. They gave me an adventure dream with my favorite pornstar Lexi Bloom. Yet another celebrity to add to the list I get in my dreams.