"The Tibetans also say that this technique can kill you if you aren’t careful, so there’s that." Haha. So could learning to parachute, skateboard, scuba dive, and dirt biking. We don't get out of physical life alive.

Your account of the room undistinguished between night and day seems similar in a way to a 'forced' out of body experience I had around the age of 14, at night. I say forced, because I was lifted, in act of grace to put my mind at ease. I found myself hovering in the room, surrounded by blue light. I have compared it to a sustained lightening flash illuminating the room. I could see everything, in a 360degree view, that felt quite natural. There were no shadows. Picture frames on the wall stood out from the wall, but remained connected to the wall, and I could see the illuminates space between. It was if each artifact in the room were cut out and spliced into that reality frame from other frames.

that was likely an opportunity for a wake up call, but it took me longer before i seriously put my mind to work on lucidity in life and dreams. Lucid Dreaming: gateways to inner life, Robert Wagoner's book, reminded me viscerally of that blue light, as he described the same thing. Something he tracks back to those Tibetan Monks, too.

I find it interesting, these days we live in. It feels as if we're headed to towards some sort of convergence. Maybe disclosure is convergence. Maybe the coming singularity is convergence. All of this feels so importantly urgent, and yet there is no rushing it as it will arrive in it's own time. That leaves room for more Yoda, "Never your mind on where you were or what you were doing..." The future forever changing it is... I always find the Persian Poets to be channeling Jedi! :) Rumi, Haffiz, Jedis all.

Thank you, Mark. forgive my verbosity. I am a bit of a flibbertigibbet today.