Letters 1


  Greetings, Thank you for sending me your letter. Here I wish to share some thought concerning movements of the assemblage point. If you feel it is worthy of posting on your site, then you may do so.

  After many years of pondering all the books by Carlos Castaneda, I have come to the conclusion that the assemblage point is the most important aspect of Mr. Castaneda's books. Having had only one true, willed, movement of my assemblage point, does not make me an expert on this matter but has given me profound proof, and insight on the assemblage point. {I will narrate this event, later} 

A shift of one's assemblage point is a shift that stays near the original spot. A movement being a shift that is far from the original spot. If one, lets say.....has a minor shift.....the view of your self and the world..will remain, though the new view will be slightly differant. A movement will drastically alter the view of yourself and our known reality. I found that experiencing a major movement, was quite unsettling and like nothing i could have ever imagined. I lost all my sense 
  of being human and yet i was aware......At first i did not know what i was "seeing".....i stared hard,in front of me ..........thinking my eyes? would come into focus. Something then came to focus...the only way to describe this is to say that i saw/felt layer upon layer of very intense of colors {all the colors of the spectrum.} These layers were wavy and moved...yet seemed massive and far away....they were quite beautiful. Awestruck i turned my attention on my self.....another shocker!.....i was glowing very bright in wo distinct colors of blue and white. I was also layered but in very tight, thin layers. I "saw", sensed that I am tombstone shaped.......what unsettled me , was that i felt that i was an inch thick! I saw no ground below me......i looked back out......i tried to move.....i felt i was being propelled, upward. I was heading for one of the layers of color. Feeling the top of me budge into a crevice, I stopped moving. The budge was the top of my skull! I found my self back in my bedroom, sitting on the floor, four in the morning!

Though this is an incomplete narration of that special day for me.........I came back with no doubts anymore about the things Carlos Castaneda writes about. Don't waste your time doubting! get to work on mastering your assemblage point now! 

-J i T 

 

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