From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   Speaking of "astral" oobes, you reminded me of one I had years ago   
   (mid-to-late 1980s) where I heard a voice in my mind saying something like:    
   "just sit back and relax to some of my tunes." -- At that point, I felt as if   
   I had been pulled out of my body    
   at a point from within my head, like a bead of light being stretched out along   
   a path that began to encircle the earth.  As this journey began I heard the   
   *most* incredible sound/music in my mind -- it was beyond the clarity of   
   anything one can achieve    
   using headphones -- it was *inside* my mind, not being "transmitted" into it   
   by sound waves.  It's really not possible to adequately describe the sensation   
   because it occurred without the use of physical, bodily senses.  The sound and   
   the music was so    
   beautiful that I'd zipped around the earth at least 3 times before the "bead   
   of consciousness" was broken and I returned to body.  Mind you, this zipping   
   around the Earth was at incredibly fast speeds.  The music, however, was the   
   mind-boggling factor,    
   because it was of greater focus during the experience than was the astral   
   orbiting of the planet!  I even posted *somewhere* on the net (AOL? possibly   
   alt.dreams or alt.out-of-body) or -- possibly -- in a written dream journal   
   that has since been lost --    
   about this astral experience and the music.   
      
   A few years later, I became something of a fan of the Alan Parsons Project,   
   and picked up one of their albums, "Vulture Culture" (which came out in 1984   
   according to Wikipedia.) Granted, this experience happened *after* 1987, more   
   like between 1988 and    
   1990, but I'd never tracked the album, and only bought it because I liked the   
   "Vulture Culture" hit that I had "recently" heard on the radio.  This was   
   perhaps the last album I ever bought, or close to it, because CDs came into   
   vogue about that time.   
      
   So here I am, listening to the album for the first time, and I hear the music   
   that had been indelibly performed and recorded in my brain:  "Days Are Numbers   
   (The Traveller)" -- When I heard those opening notes I knew immediately where   
   I'd heard them    
   before:  during that astral orbit of the planet years earlier.  This is one of   
   the few events that really shook me to my core.   
      
   To recap the train of events:   
   1984, APP comes out with "Vulture Culture" but somehow I missed it.   
   1985, Gina gets married (a significantly pivotal point in my life.)   
   1986, I get married.   
   1987, I get divorced (because I wasn't married to Gina, but I digress....)   
   Somewhere after that point, I had the astral experience and heard "The   
   Traveler" in my mind while I was orbiting the planet on a beam of light.   
   Sometime after that, I heard "Vulture Culture" on the radio and decided to buy   
   the album.   
   While tracking the Album for the first time, I run across "Days are Numbers"   
   and realize it was the music I'd heard during the astral journey.   
   Later, I realized the album predated the astral event, but the astral event   
   predated my ever having heard the track.   
      
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    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)