Well, I'm not treading water anymore. That's an improvement. The title of this post is the same as a song from Ragnarok Online. That was one of the first online RPGs I played at the beginning of the 2000's. The image for this post is a creature from that game called a "poring", and it's everyone's favorite adorable jelly blob. But I pick it because it reminds me of Little Red Star and her energy is all around me this morning.
Last night for a period of time, I think CIC handed telepathic control of the chat over to my incarnated self to see what I would do with it. Yes, they telepathically control the chat. I don't know in what way--maybe just modulating the energies. Well, seems I'm a good chat modulator even if I'm asleep, lol. No! Wait! I know what it was! It was handing over control of the interface to my incarnated self to see if I could run it alone. And I can run it alone! Which means I'm much more conscious now! It was also in the Spirit World again, or I was perceiving the Spirit World layer. I think Mari has discovered if she thinks a thought, I see it like text. Also, if you guys are next to me talking, I see it like text. All this is well and good. Super cool. Neat-o-mosquito, but I'm pushing Big Blue to hurry the fuck up now. Like...come on. This is like the worst case of blue balls ever. Don't mistake my laissez-faire attitude about Big Blue's methods for lack of desire to rejoin the physical world. I know I cannot push-control this, but now I'm getting downright impatient. And I can see in my head somebody I know, but whose identity I can't place, grinning at me as I think this. Pretty sure this is the guy who's been in the infirmary studying my case. Remembering now two weeks ago him mentioning that he's gathering up all his notes. And if time is non-linear here, that could have happened right before I wake up but I saw it two weeks ago as a message. I have to accept that time here is non-linear. Any event happening could be a snippet of an event that happened at any point in this process. It could have happened weeks ago. Months ago. Days ago. Hours ago. I simply cannot tell, because it's just whatever event is in energetic alignment. Usually, it's not in the future. Future visions happen in my head, not in this interface. Right, so where am I? At present, the well I was in has collapsed upward. Where it was a well of infinite depths before with no bottom and I was slowly swimming to the top, it is now a well with a very solid bottom. I'm standing on the bottom of the well. The surface is literally right on my face if I "look up". So, it's a well that is exactly as deep as I am tall. The body consciousness and I have merged shapes. I don't feel as if I'm moving in tandem with another aspect--it just feels like me just standing there. I got a little reality mirroring about that with someone in the chat. They just burst out of nowhere while we were talking, "Open Spyglass you is a Taygetan!" Thank you for the bounce back! Soul sonar! (I need to write about this, but it's not time yet.) The floor of this well moves, but only upwards. Side note: I suspect some of the souls I'm speaking to aren't living anymore but are very interested in Earth and are in their own pocket realities working on themselves between incarnations. We are all learning a lot about what it means to be a soul embodied. Things we forgot and forget, but also more understanding we can bring back into the physical. And I have so much love for this ability to experience reality this way, and I will keep it when I return. Because I'm getting to see how souls are when they are healing themselves between lifetimes and what that's like for them. Also that the internet is a place for souls to interact with reality. Like directly interact with the physical. You never know who you are talking to...and you never know if that person is even currently physical! How do I feel? Light-hearted and a little giddy. I could point that only to Mari's infectious energy and excitement. But it's also Big Blue. It's also me. Today is another day of hurry up and wait. Though, I think I'll spend it thinking about Mari practicing how to say "I love you" to me in a professional voice. Which still has me laughing fit to split, because I can kind of hear it in my head. You're precious, deer. I thank you for your time. Adiamas. --Mi'el Comments are closed.
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