Yes, you are correct. But if you do some maintaining, you can prevent the foul and behold distant objects panoramically. Sometimes I look at distant objects and appreciate the view as I rub my hands, then, once in a while I glance at them and then back at the distant objects. If you focus on only one minor detail of a distant object and you intend to see it up close, then translocation can happen without a foul. Don't even think about a possible return to the body.Did I read in SOBT somewhere that focusing on a distant object can cause you to foul?
If this tidal wave thing happens again in a dream, you could use it as a cue to attain dream consciousness. Then again, the deferred method can land you in the phase without any need for anchors. It really depends on what entry method you are going for. Today I used the deferred indirect method. I got up at 7.30am, engaged in a few activities and then went back to bed at 8.15am. I fell asleep with an intention, and, upon an awakening without movement, I tried to separate. It didn't work as I seemed to be glued to the bed.I woke up at 4am, stayed up for half an hour (yes, I raided the fridge ) and visualised dreamscenes and did some mantras. Next thing I knew, I woke up at 7am without any recall at all. Odd how the cookie crumbles like that sometimes - I repeat the procedure the same as the night before and get different results. Pleased with the tidal wave dream though.
I started cycling through techniques the minute I saw faint fleeting images of strangers. I couldn't amplify them but sounds suddenly ensued. I could hear my wife and mother talking but it didn't sound natural, their voices were robotic. I tried to amplify this and noticed that a pulsatile hiss in my head accompanied the auditory hallucination. Eventually, I heard a male robotic whisper in my ear: "I can make your worst nightmares come true". This would have scared the crap out of me before but I was pleased to hear this so clearly.
Eventually, I was pulled out by my double in the phase, who was sexier than me and more of a bad boy. I deepened the phase by strangling him but he just kept grinning at me. I quit wringing his neck and he took my hand and led me into the mirror. I did have a plan of action but I became curious about where I was being led. The mirror-portal led to a mansion interior. It was like this other me had invited me to his parallel home universe. Hardcore music was blasting loud as we swaggered outside to dive in his swimming pool, which, by the way, was full of sexy women. I got carried away and had a jolly good time...
