majapanix
Rising Star
(Warning - fairly long post, also some cross references as my experiences have some common developing themes)
It's been a while since I posted anything on the nexus so I thought it would be worth posting up an experience I had when I went to the dream place for the only the third time. This was a particularly powerful, beautiful and meaningful experience and as usual I have some (sketchy) sketches to share as well.
My prior mind set was not optimal. I had previously twice refused the journey at the last possible moment over the preceding week, and I was beginning to wonder whether I would ever get the courage to go there again. I decided to go back to first principles and set up a space at home to launch from, rather than a friend's house.
With my partner upstairs in bed, and me sitting half out of the kitchen door and half in the garden, nestled in cushions, I watched my friend go through the preparation ritual of deliberate measurement and dispensement of the sacrement. All I had to do was breathe in, but every time I thought of that taste and the sudden two second switch away into the dream world I felt my heart beat harder and felt a familiar sinking feeling of dread overcome me. Even earlier that day when I received the message: 'Tonight?' my heart had sank, despite my keenness to revisit that place.
I spent much of the hour before on the toilet.
Finally, when the time came, some germ of courage within me took over and taking a deep breath I reached the point of no return. Dread, fear, delirium and commitment. Pixellated glyphs; undulating, twisting, rotating geometric shapes. Cellular strands like complex hyperdimensional rubik's cubes arranged into fractalised temples of data. Constant shifting, rearranging, representing. Information overload moebius-twisted and then folded in on itself.
Then I realised I was flying in the blue sky high above a mountainous landscape striped in the colours of the rainbow. Each colour extended into the horizon and was bordered by a thin sharp white line, and divided into squares. On each square was a symbol so the whole landscape was wallpapered in text. Entities flew towards me which resembled children, babies or cherubs, although I did not see their wings or faces (a common theme for me) and they did not speak or interact with me. Rather they were just curious about me. Somewhere within the sky there was a 'boss' entity but my memory cannot recall its appearance. I soared across the prismatic landscape in joy.
The scene changed. I was back at the road outside my house. For those who have read my reports before, this is a familiar, significant place - although I have no idea why. The 'elves' who previously asked me to 'accept' were there, but this time they were angry at me. they did not want to 'play'. One of them, who unusually actually looked like an elf complete with pointy hat and ears, turned his back and walked away angrily wagging his finger at me. I thought the word 'accept' in my mind, but he was having none of it. Since this time I have learned that their annoyance is not always my fault.
Next vision, a man and a woman stood before me looking like an archetypal European Adam and Eve. I was joined to them by thin white wires composed of translucent light which connected to my face. They smiled at me serenely and I felt completely comfortable in their presence. Behind them, the beautiful deep blue sky was dotted with Magritte-like clouds. They couple were completely human in their appearance and did not exhibit any of the skittishness of the other elf-like creatures I had met in my travels.
I began to withdraw and drifted up to the sky. Before me a vortex-like ribbed tunnel of white light and geometric, rainbow-coloured rotating bands opened up towards me. From far in the tunnel, an odd snake-like creature lazily approached through the sky. Like the mountains it was striped in the colours of the visible spectrum, but lengthways rather than in bands (which is how it normally appears in drawings). It resembled a cross between a stylised snake and a sperm ell, except its head was split lending it also a phallic appearance. As it approached and filled the tunnel I felt no fear whatsoever, only tremendous awe of its beauty and the knowledge I had seen a rainbow serpent.
So that was my third voyage. Particularly meaningful, as my wife had just found she was pregnant three weeks ago. Looking back, the visit was filled with meaning and significance around the miracle of conception. The flying child like entities at the beginning. The archetypal ancestors and my lineage to them. The serpent was most meaningful, particularly after reading Jeremy Narby's 'The Cosmic Serpent' several months later. The serpent showed the entirety of fertilisation, conception and DNA / cell mitosis (the snake also being according to Narby a representation of DNA) but also, I feel, something deeper. It was comprised of the same data/information which formed the entire landscape at the beginning of my journey, which showed to me how while the conception was drawn from my consciousness, the information currently being assembled into a human life and soul was drawn from a deeper more spiritual pool.
I had gone in expecting to be taken elsewhere but I was pointed back to the incredible wonder of my own everyday world. Placid, powerful, soaring and humbling.
It's been a while since I posted anything on the nexus so I thought it would be worth posting up an experience I had when I went to the dream place for the only the third time. This was a particularly powerful, beautiful and meaningful experience and as usual I have some (sketchy) sketches to share as well.
My prior mind set was not optimal. I had previously twice refused the journey at the last possible moment over the preceding week, and I was beginning to wonder whether I would ever get the courage to go there again. I decided to go back to first principles and set up a space at home to launch from, rather than a friend's house.
With my partner upstairs in bed, and me sitting half out of the kitchen door and half in the garden, nestled in cushions, I watched my friend go through the preparation ritual of deliberate measurement and dispensement of the sacrement. All I had to do was breathe in, but every time I thought of that taste and the sudden two second switch away into the dream world I felt my heart beat harder and felt a familiar sinking feeling of dread overcome me. Even earlier that day when I received the message: 'Tonight?' my heart had sank, despite my keenness to revisit that place.
I spent much of the hour before on the toilet.
Finally, when the time came, some germ of courage within me took over and taking a deep breath I reached the point of no return. Dread, fear, delirium and commitment. Pixellated glyphs; undulating, twisting, rotating geometric shapes. Cellular strands like complex hyperdimensional rubik's cubes arranged into fractalised temples of data. Constant shifting, rearranging, representing. Information overload moebius-twisted and then folded in on itself.
Then I realised I was flying in the blue sky high above a mountainous landscape striped in the colours of the rainbow. Each colour extended into the horizon and was bordered by a thin sharp white line, and divided into squares. On each square was a symbol so the whole landscape was wallpapered in text. Entities flew towards me which resembled children, babies or cherubs, although I did not see their wings or faces (a common theme for me) and they did not speak or interact with me. Rather they were just curious about me. Somewhere within the sky there was a 'boss' entity but my memory cannot recall its appearance. I soared across the prismatic landscape in joy.
The scene changed. I was back at the road outside my house. For those who have read my reports before, this is a familiar, significant place - although I have no idea why. The 'elves' who previously asked me to 'accept' were there, but this time they were angry at me. they did not want to 'play'. One of them, who unusually actually looked like an elf complete with pointy hat and ears, turned his back and walked away angrily wagging his finger at me. I thought the word 'accept' in my mind, but he was having none of it. Since this time I have learned that their annoyance is not always my fault.
Next vision, a man and a woman stood before me looking like an archetypal European Adam and Eve. I was joined to them by thin white wires composed of translucent light which connected to my face. They smiled at me serenely and I felt completely comfortable in their presence. Behind them, the beautiful deep blue sky was dotted with Magritte-like clouds. They couple were completely human in their appearance and did not exhibit any of the skittishness of the other elf-like creatures I had met in my travels.
I began to withdraw and drifted up to the sky. Before me a vortex-like ribbed tunnel of white light and geometric, rainbow-coloured rotating bands opened up towards me. From far in the tunnel, an odd snake-like creature lazily approached through the sky. Like the mountains it was striped in the colours of the visible spectrum, but lengthways rather than in bands (which is how it normally appears in drawings). It resembled a cross between a stylised snake and a sperm ell, except its head was split lending it also a phallic appearance. As it approached and filled the tunnel I felt no fear whatsoever, only tremendous awe of its beauty and the knowledge I had seen a rainbow serpent.
So that was my third voyage. Particularly meaningful, as my wife had just found she was pregnant three weeks ago. Looking back, the visit was filled with meaning and significance around the miracle of conception. The flying child like entities at the beginning. The archetypal ancestors and my lineage to them. The serpent was most meaningful, particularly after reading Jeremy Narby's 'The Cosmic Serpent' several months later. The serpent showed the entirety of fertilisation, conception and DNA / cell mitosis (the snake also being according to Narby a representation of DNA) but also, I feel, something deeper. It was comprised of the same data/information which formed the entire landscape at the beginning of my journey, which showed to me how while the conception was drawn from my consciousness, the information currently being assembled into a human life and soul was drawn from a deeper more spiritual pool.
I had gone in expecting to be taken elsewhere but I was pointed back to the incredible wonder of my own everyday world. Placid, powerful, soaring and humbling.
