Months ago I had an OBE where I went to a beach. There was a girl sitting on the sand.... and when she realized in her meditative state that she was not alone she screamed.
I wanted to know who this was. where this was. I can now say 100% I know where the beach is. Southern California.
Who was it? I'm 89% sure I know of who it might be who for a slight moment I touched souls with in that in between place.
But I can't tell you that. But at least now I know or I'm very sure I know.
This brings me a strange sense of peace knowing at least where I went to. Will I ever see them project again maybe not.... but for one moment while they where high..... they where terrified to know they where not alone.
I wonder if like me wondering who they where I wonder if there wondering the same thing what was who was that.... was that real
I wish I knew if they where looking for me too.
Its seems my Chi really is low. I get off from my shift I eat dinner. I come back to my room, and I end up falling a sleep.
Sleep is becoming my new hobbie
I think it's because I am lacking a type of energy. The food does nothing. Sleep I can seem to do that for 10 hours, and it does nothing. Nothing seems to do anything. I feel like I'm drowning in negative energy.
I am just a shadow
Tonight I find it more so then normal. I am just a shadow. A picture you just can't make out. Like a chalk drawing on the side walk after a rain.
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as I was typing this suddenly I'm some place else.... I'm out side I don't know this place. Houses green grass. A slightly warm wind blows..... is this summer?
I stretch out with myself but I do not recognize this place.... the black curtains are pulled closed on the little house I'm standing in front of yet I can feel there is 1 person in there....
Where am I
then like a elastic pull I'm back here again writing
this is how it happens.
I can sometimes do this on my own to find people other times like this I'm pulled to a place or a memory or a future.
then the elastic snap, and I'm back again
If I fell a sleep right now I might get more
But I don't want to
as tired as I am plus with work in the morning I don't feel like I want sleep.
or maybe
do I
I always come here after I've had a nightmare. This one was strange.
I was in some sort of army office, and a private had done something to my foot. It was a mess, and he was explaining how it could be broken further how things could have been worse. He kept poking at my broken foot, and I kept asking him to stop.
Some how before this in the dream I was at a punk just hanging out.... was I drafted? How old was I in this dream? Since I never saw me in a reflection I have no idea.
It just seemed strange
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