08-13-2018, 12:01 AM
Wow!! That’s incredible......I mean just speechless! Yeah, I would get torn apart under that kind of pressure, for sure. My little two compartment frame can only deal with so much 
Couple days ago, trying to open up to the recapitulation framework being offered here in this thread.....as much as I can understand of it, in my own way....I was met with intensity that, for me felt almost too much.
It’s form was of a boiling wave of fractal colors, gushing through myriad threads of light.....all aware.....vastly intelligent.....unimpeded. That burdgeoning front was trying to push up and through me.....like a foaming concoction that I had swallowed and began to erupt within my cells, it seemed. The whole process seemed to be driven by these ever emerging waves of layers of sonorous Tibetan throat/overtone singing that was either coming from or propelled by the visual process.
And then......the feeling. Excruciating vibration coursing through every cell. It was pure joy! But too much for me! My little ego contained form could not endure it. I felt like I was being boiled/torn apartfrom within by not heat, but just sheer vibration and light and feeling. I was weeping from the pressure until the wave subsided, leaving me to my little existence. Take home point for me was that I’m not big enough or flexible enough yet for whatever’s coming. You’re right....self importance is the limiting thing.
Anyways I agree with Serloco. It seems that intensity and interface with infinity is kind of tailored to each persons configuration.
Couple days ago, trying to open up to the recapitulation framework being offered here in this thread.....as much as I can understand of it, in my own way....I was met with intensity that, for me felt almost too much.
It’s form was of a boiling wave of fractal colors, gushing through myriad threads of light.....all aware.....vastly intelligent.....unimpeded. That burdgeoning front was trying to push up and through me.....like a foaming concoction that I had swallowed and began to erupt within my cells, it seemed. The whole process seemed to be driven by these ever emerging waves of layers of sonorous Tibetan throat/overtone singing that was either coming from or propelled by the visual process.
And then......the feeling. Excruciating vibration coursing through every cell. It was pure joy! But too much for me! My little ego contained form could not endure it. I felt like I was being boiled/torn apartfrom within by not heat, but just sheer vibration and light and feeling. I was weeping from the pressure until the wave subsided, leaving me to my little existence. Take home point for me was that I’m not big enough or flexible enough yet for whatever’s coming. You’re right....self importance is the limiting thing.
Anyways I agree with Serloco. It seems that intensity and interface with infinity is kind of tailored to each persons configuration.