it continually surprises me how i jump from logical left-brain person to amorphic right-brain experience. it’s like turning into a highly subjective jellyfish. a highly subjective ghost jellyfish. with legs and an overwhelming perspective.
i continually lose touch with people. i know i do. perhaps it’s a bit of an abandonment, but it comes from devastatingly porous attention span and no poor intentions. i assume people just forget about me while i’m away, knowing that i come and go, and sometimes i worry about coming back to people if i wonder if they might be upset with me for having left in the first place. but with people who let me come and go, everything is pretty open and easy. i like those connections.
i’m really seeing how projection almost determines a person’s current mindstate as well as what potential realities lie ahead. how there’s a definite link between mental energies and reality. my body was battered this week leaving me with my mind, and i was really seeing things.
remember that thing last may that was floating next to me during my transition time when my spirit suddenly became free? that night when i woke up and it was next to my bed, looking like a living organism containing entire worlds of interconnected galaxies of life, everything built as a web of illuminated prisms of the finest strands of life.
the last few nights, i’ve been startled awake to see a net around my bed. it always surprises me at first because i think it’s a mosquito net or the drapes of a four-poster bed and i’m suddenly terrified that i have no idea where i am. in the moments that my eyes are focusing, i see it’s made up of the same energy as the thing i saw last year, these organic beams of energy that surround my bed and protects my thoughts, dreams and projections as i sleep. once, in the left corner, i thought i saw a man nailing corner of the net to the ceiling, and he almost looked familiar in the peripheral of my dreaming mind. i felt comforted to see him rather than scared. but everything always slowly fades away while my eyes adjust, and then once i’m sure i know who and where i am, i put my head back down and go back to sleep.
there are so many directions i could go in, things that i could be, but i’m just hesitant to make a decision at this moment, so i’m keeping a lot of secrets these days.
do you ever have days where you simultaneously see everything, and that makes you believe in absolutely nothing?