Carlos Castaneda

[glance left]

I saw that second hag/ghoul about 3-4 weeks ago after I transitioned into the dreaming body beside my bed. Walked out the door and began to lift off to fly down the breezeway and out the front door to our apartment complex...and that thing was hanging, like a vampire, upside down in the doorway...humongous jet black shadow menacing which delivered me a barrage of gothic/baroque images and symbols into my dreaming eye as I flew towards it. I knew it was trying to disrupt me with fear, injecting me with a feeling of power with all the flashes of imagery and its imposing form. I didn't even slow down...just flew right through the center of it...and, sure enough, it was insubstantial. As I accelerated up and into the sky I turned and gave the beastie, still hanging in the doorway, a little curt wave and a wink...."Later, gator!"



They feed on fear it seems....strong emotional reaction. If you dont' give it...they don't get it...and then they're gone