I was finishing my bread, and right at this moment, My Pantera asked: “Youri, could you please pass me your bread?”. I agreed and handed Mr Panthera my last piece of brown bread. He curved his right hand and divided that small piece of bread into even smaller parts with his left hand.
He ate one small piece and passed the rest to the guy next to him. This continued to make the full circle of our table. I ate a small broken piece and passed the last one to the person on my left at the end of the table.
Right after this, he asked us to Astral Project using his method. We had to hold our hands in a particular position and what was funny is that I couldn’t get it right at the beginning, but he wouldn’t correct anyone; he just smiled.
I realized that I was not holding my hands in the correct position and quickly glanced at Mr Pantera to see if he noticed. He, of course, did notice and was acknowledging it with his eternal smile on his face.
He gave us one instruction: “Once we have projected, we had to make sure to talk only to the people from our table and not anyone else. The technique worked in no time. I felt the familiar feeling of rushing energy from the plexus and reaching the head as in many projections and shifts I have done before. The high pitch sound in the ears and head were present too.
I opened and closed my eyes a few times while projecting, only to realize that maybe I have already projected. After all, I was already in a lucid dream. So how could I fail? I stood up from the table and realized that I ignored how the other persons looked at our table.
Mr Panthera is the black panther?
I went to see Mr Pantera as I couldn’t resist telling him about my first encounter with The Black Panther. When I started telling him about the story, his colossal smile doubled to tell me that he knew about it, and that it was him. He didn’t need to articulate it with words, because his smile has already sent the message!
Steer with my MIND.
I went around the house inspecting things, and I decided to fly instead. I started to swirl in all directions right above our dinner table, but quickly realized that there is not enough space to fly around. I, clumsily, used my hands to steer myself around the space. I knew, though, that I steer myself with MY MIND and not my arms.
I glanced at a few guys standing around the table who were watching me with a kind of look, that said: “do you really need to do this?” I felt silly and went down.
I decided to see Mr Pantera again.
You already know.
I asked him how to travel around, and he replied: “Use doors!”.
“How about the corners” – I exclaimed.
“Yes, as well!” – he replied with a big smile.
Mr Panthera was telling me – “You know it already!” I asked him one last question: “Mr Pantera, it is so easy now to be in this dream, astral projection. But you helped us! He smiled, approached me, and performed another of his “little tricks” on me. And he just said – “you are DONE!”
I thanked Mr Panthera.
The MIND & teleportation.
I decided to experiment with changing locations – it requires control of my mind and intent. I successfully found myself in the apartment where my family lived in Ukraine. The place was a mess! As if somebody was hoarding in it. At that moment, the dream was already lasting 30 minutes, and I was getting tired.
I had a few more adventures. I woke myself up by jumping over a cliff. I did not prepare my mind to face the precipice. It startled me and I was back to my body and waking life.