10-29-2018, 12:00 AM
I often get interactions in that space between the waking world and the dreaming world....that transitional space. Frequently during gazing sessions with open or behind closed eyes. When something particularly pointed comes through, it's often underscored by some phenomena/omen/affirmation fully in the waking world, either simultaneously or shortly afterwards.
This a.m., I'm gazing behind closed eyes listening to the multiphonic drone of Tibetan overtone choir. Energy is high from energetic movements this a.m. and session of inner silence. That supreme feeling of alignment.....open energy channels within allowing infinity to course through me. It's just an awesome thing to experience. And, naturally, its something one might want to share with thoughts of "OMG, if we could all just get a taste of this!"
Notion that it would obliterate the wholesale pettiness that seems to have a death grip on the overriding social aspect of humanity. LOL...a common notion, I'm sure, for any having a "peak experience" as they say, when interacting with power. So, naturally, thoughts turn to the world. How to share? How to intend to bring something of this raw magic into and through the seeming clotted, inter-meshed mess of confusion/"darkness" that engenders rage/violence, desperate addiction/greed/lust (been there!), numb/dead/thick stupidity from endless vampiric drain of energy feeding the whole process. The visual representation is of a dark planet of insanity which looks like a ball of boiling, fluctuating, miasmatic throbbing knot of blackness with intermittent bubbling eruptions of black pus and debris of opaque pumice/mud to fall back into the mosh pit. Obviously some inner dramatization on my part......but still...an element of truth there Inner impression is, Jeezus......WTF can be done about THAT!
Then, I see the whole writhing thing freeze.....and kind of rupture into a spray of frozen specs which all seem to separate omnidirectionally from one another as I move into that ever expanding space between each particle of debris/dust. Pretty soon, moving ever inward to that every outward expanding dark, clear space....all I can see is empty space of the void...infinite in all directions with each spec out there somewhere, having become irrelevant amidst the expansion. Then, this intensely bright spot of white light appears from my right side move leftward and outward in front of me like a star.....so bright it looks like the tip of an ignited strip of burning magnesium. As I watch it cruising forward through the empty space, it begins to languidly move back in forth with liquid serpentine motion and begins to leave behind a sinuous contrail of clear, luminous rainbow light. Its motion forward was absolutely unobstructed.....smooth....frictionless. As was the wake of rainbow light it left behind which smoothly expanded into an ever widening swath, like a canoe moving forward on a lake as smooth as glass, without losing any of the intensity and purity of the refracted bands of light.
I watched this for awhile until the energy of the dream-vision dissipated and I got up to do the dishes. Short detour to the bathroom and, I see a bottle of mildew cleaner sitting on the side of the tub from recent tile cleaning. Below the brand name is its declaration of the product's efficacy which states "Works without scrubbing!". And beside the statement, as if to indicate the gleam of cleanliness, is a small bright spot of light with white lines radiating outward, shining like a star.
This a.m., I'm gazing behind closed eyes listening to the multiphonic drone of Tibetan overtone choir. Energy is high from energetic movements this a.m. and session of inner silence. That supreme feeling of alignment.....open energy channels within allowing infinity to course through me. It's just an awesome thing to experience. And, naturally, its something one might want to share with thoughts of "OMG, if we could all just get a taste of this!"
Notion that it would obliterate the wholesale pettiness that seems to have a death grip on the overriding social aspect of humanity. LOL...a common notion, I'm sure, for any having a "peak experience" as they say, when interacting with power. So, naturally, thoughts turn to the world. How to share? How to intend to bring something of this raw magic into and through the seeming clotted, inter-meshed mess of confusion/"darkness" that engenders rage/violence, desperate addiction/greed/lust (been there!), numb/dead/thick stupidity from endless vampiric drain of energy feeding the whole process. The visual representation is of a dark planet of insanity which looks like a ball of boiling, fluctuating, miasmatic throbbing knot of blackness with intermittent bubbling eruptions of black pus and debris of opaque pumice/mud to fall back into the mosh pit. Obviously some inner dramatization on my part......but still...an element of truth there Inner impression is, Jeezus......WTF can be done about THAT! Then, I see the whole writhing thing freeze.....and kind of rupture into a spray of frozen specs which all seem to separate omnidirectionally from one another as I move into that ever expanding space between each particle of debris/dust. Pretty soon, moving ever inward to that every outward expanding dark, clear space....all I can see is empty space of the void...infinite in all directions with each spec out there somewhere, having become irrelevant amidst the expansion. Then, this intensely bright spot of white light appears from my right side move leftward and outward in front of me like a star.....so bright it looks like the tip of an ignited strip of burning magnesium. As I watch it cruising forward through the empty space, it begins to languidly move back in forth with liquid serpentine motion and begins to leave behind a sinuous contrail of clear, luminous rainbow light. Its motion forward was absolutely unobstructed.....smooth....frictionless. As was the wake of rainbow light it left behind which smoothly expanded into an ever widening swath, like a canoe moving forward on a lake as smooth as glass, without losing any of the intensity and purity of the refracted bands of light.
I watched this for awhile until the energy of the dream-vision dissipated and I got up to do the dishes. Short detour to the bathroom and, I see a bottle of mildew cleaner sitting on the side of the tub from recent tile cleaning. Below the brand name is its declaration of the product's efficacy which states "Works without scrubbing!". And beside the statement, as if to indicate the gleam of cleanliness, is a small bright spot of light with white lines radiating outward, shining like a star.