10-17-2006, 12:00 AM
Since the weather is total **** here in Michigan and I can't hunt and fish I'm taking this time post some things that I feel an outside element that is in the form of the hush factor that always keeps me from posting instances or talking to people, and very few times do I feel liberated to freely talk about it.
Alot of times I would hunt in these very woods because you could do what you want as far as seeing no people,doing what you want and have a good time.
Most of the times that I would hunt there and when It got dark I would always see my dreaming colors in the woods {waves of flourecent purple and green color patterns flowing like I did about every night that I go to bed.
This is another post that I want to make is seeing your dreaming colors.
I thought that it was odd that I saw them in the woods and I always felt that I was getting to get lost even though I was walking on a familiar path and the fear of being lost always baffeled me while I was seeing my dreaming colors at that particular time.
Another brother of mine was brought to that particular spot and was being assulted by Brians f.e. friends but I did'nt at the time know exactly what he was doing at the time to him, my main concern was to walk in the darkness and walk to the spot at the dried up swamp and try to recover or recognize what transpired there.
I stayed there untill it got light out and I found a groved ax -an artifact found at that exact spot at the swamp and instinctively I buried it.
My brother that was there says to this day that, that was him most extrordinary experiance and he said he saw a white dove in the dark, I don't take description at face value because he does not know how to recognize F.E. influence,but neither did I at the time because this happened in 1987.
I've got some other story's to tell about this spot and remind me to do so because their is a hush element from the f.e. that I feel keeps me from saying anything about it, and I feel its good to talk about it.
I have'nt been hunting in those woods since the 1980's, but I go there now and then.
Aranno.
Alot of times I would hunt in these very woods because you could do what you want as far as seeing no people,doing what you want and have a good time.
Most of the times that I would hunt there and when It got dark I would always see my dreaming colors in the woods {waves of flourecent purple and green color patterns flowing like I did about every night that I go to bed.
This is another post that I want to make is seeing your dreaming colors.
I thought that it was odd that I saw them in the woods and I always felt that I was getting to get lost even though I was walking on a familiar path and the fear of being lost always baffeled me while I was seeing my dreaming colors at that particular time.
Another brother of mine was brought to that particular spot and was being assulted by Brians f.e. friends but I did'nt at the time know exactly what he was doing at the time to him, my main concern was to walk in the darkness and walk to the spot at the dried up swamp and try to recover or recognize what transpired there.
I stayed there untill it got light out and I found a groved ax -an artifact found at that exact spot at the swamp and instinctively I buried it.
My brother that was there says to this day that, that was him most extrordinary experiance and he said he saw a white dove in the dark, I don't take description at face value because he does not know how to recognize F.E. influence,but neither did I at the time because this happened in 1987.
I've got some other story's to tell about this spot and remind me to do so because their is a hush element from the f.e. that I feel keeps me from saying anything about it, and I feel its good to talk about it.
I have'nt been hunting in those woods since the 1980's, but I go there now and then.
Aranno.