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I had a very similar experience in the late 90's after watching a show on paranormal shit.

I was laying in bed. And everything went off. Like in the langoliers when they fell behind the flow of time. Then my body was overtaken with numbness, like it was spreading down my spine. Then there was a short but bright flash and i was suddenly laying on a weird ceramic of molded plastic table.  My eyes could only look, but i couldn't move my head. There were humanoid creatures off to my left, but I couldnt discern features. Then It went black. 

Next thing I knew I was right back in my bed. I think the demons might have wanted to show me their labortory in space?

Sounds intresting! Have you ever made an attempt to do a astral projection?

Sure, why not.

Personally the mind has many altered states of concsiousness. A spectrum between sleep and awake.  Astral projection takes training, ability to shut ones concsious mind off, bring it to delta brainwaves, and in this regard is better known as meditation. Many phonomenon concerning altered states fall within a spectrum of concsiousness.

There are monks out there, that under test conditions can control the frequency of their brainwaves to levels below 4 hertz, or the frequency of the unconcsious and involuntary function. The mind isn't given enough credit. 

Indeed, and the mind and it´s diffrent states is of big importance in various satanic works. 

Have you ( or anyone here) experienced something strange after a ritual, when awake?

Dude I've had demons manifest physically and literally, smell sulfur practically every fucking day to accompany Samael's presence (others can smell it too, like the worst kind of brimstone or rotten eggs you could ever fucking imagine, but sometimes he'll smell like a corpse or wine and roses), fuck with physical objects and lightbulbs, ran away screaming when I was 15 at a railroad crossroads at midnight with my best friend only to see a seven foot tall asshole with fangs red eyes and a bloody mouth smirking at me, been told the names of dead people I will later find in a local graveyard (I'm talking 18th century shit), had everything from obscure postwar German cinema movies recommended to me by Sam that turn out to be real, to all his random ass occult books in his huge ass library turning out to be centuries old and real, etcetera etcetera.  He likes to take on this ten foot tall void clawed freezing winged demon form and fuck around the house, usually when I leave the burner on and he points at it then disappears cause fuck I'm gonna almost start a fire and makes my dog bark and piss herself, to giving the three knocks of death at fucking three am to warn me when my grandmother is in the hospital again.  I don't mind when he manifests physically, but him smelling campus or cars up with brimstone is fucking annoying.  Freaks my mom out, annoys my boyfriend, and holy hell does sulfur smell like what I imagine all of Iceland does.

I must not be worthy. All I fucking got were the projections of several female antagonists  who are really good at exploiting hopes amd fears, almost like they are a manifestation of the shadow.  However, their range is somewhat limited. In fact, I think The Men Who Stare At Goats have greater ability.  I mean how hard is it to move shit on a desk really?