For several months now, every now and then (>2x* a week) when I fall into a deep concentration I can feel a slight tickling on the middle of my forehead.
As if the fine hairs have been disturbed by the smallest of breezes. Or a pair of fingers gently stroking the spot.

Now this deep concentration usually includes some vivid, lucid imaginings. Very inventive.
Has anyone else experinced this?

Nice. What starts as a "tickle " or a tingling sensation, blooms exponentially into a steady buzzing and so, the activation has begun! Ahhh... such sweet discovery and incremental illumination. You are truly blessed to experience the activation of your pineal gland (third eye). You rock!

"Has anyone else experinced this?"

yes.

soon you will be able to walk up walls and sense danger before it's there and jump from tall buildings and wear spandex

^

sphorange, yes. One odd experience with that sort of thing was when a being reached in and opened it up for me, and the heavy body energy in my body was all released out of my forehead in a big braingasm (obvious correlations with ancient kundalini/etc). It was easier to tap into the warmth there for a very long time after that.

opening the third eye is useless , it only brings ill luck

be careful ,

I've noticed something similar to that. It mostly occurs when I'm on the verge of falling asleep. If I try to focus on it or I wake up a little, it completely stops.

I don't know if I'd call it a "tickling" exactly, it's a feeling that's hard to describe. But it otherwise seems similar to what you're describing.

@RS
such kind words man, there was one time also where a brilliant rainbow coloured net was superimposed onto the sky.
It was quite an intense and emotional feeling (I think a week later I joined the nexus.).

@Jamie


@thymamai
confirming a bias that I am indeed a special boy "dusts off spandex one piece"

@UC
That sounds magnificent!
Sometimes I can shiver/shake/manipulate that heavy energy/feeling down and out of the sleeves of my pants and shirts (figuratively).

@Jin
Luck is one of those funny little side-programs that trailed along with us as we evolved into modern humans, it will come up at the strangest of times even if we have worked to concertedly remove it from the playing field of experiential life.
Some of us can be enchanted or enslaved by it's charming allure and boolean promises, whilst keeping a frame of logic reference at the fore.

Is it ill luck that after a series of positively compounding events with intense, multi-faceted similarities appear just before a deep descent into a pit of despair and relative disaster?
Can we control the climb/drop to favour a certain brand of ourselves that we know can weather the particular drop in luck that has so unluckily befallen us?
Do we even have to capacity to un-know the whole dualistic concept of luck that has been so deeply etched on the stone of our past-present journey?

I'm not sure of a great many things lately, but I will definitely heed your advice when I proceed into the great many futures of unknowable experience. Thanks man

@OSB
...Like a thousand dandelion spores beaming through the skin.
I will try to focus my attention on it next time and see if it goes away.


Good job gang!
You know those weeks you have that are just riddled with existential crisis.

One after the other. Bang. bang boom!

Then some hardcore stroke paranoia hits you on your way to work....

Then you turn 27.

And realise you have been a member of a forum and have contributed 100 posts of irrelevance; In the sense of the fact that I have only had DMT once in my life and I wasn't even told what it really was or how to have it.

Finally coalescing. Into what? I don't know.....I don't know!
I DON'T KNOW!

It is an incredible thing to admit to yourself that you don't know.

I don't know shit and I couldn't be happier.

Love you guys