I was in the now. I was not aware of being in a Projection, nor was I an observer. I was Captain of this crew, weathering a nasty squall, chasing a treasure ship that lost its escort. As I took the wheel, braced my feet and threw a maniacal grin at the seaman next to me…… I slid back out and realized the projection
I could see the blackness ahead of me, light outside the Event Horizon in general got brighter the closer I got to the Black Hole. I attempted to back away, and I could. As I looked back to my starting point the light was correct, pinpoints of stars, blackness of space…. as I again scanned around towards the black hole the light increased
Truly fearful entities stood before me. Not hideously shaped; but exuding raw power, intensity of purpose: raw furry, raw justice, raw love, raw hatred, raw passion… each was distinct, and individual
When I enter the Astral Plane, I appear randomly. I found the randomness amusing until it wasn’t. So, I created a place to call my own
I have seen colors we don’t have words for, heard music and notes we can’t replicate or describe because our physical ability of sight and hearing is so limited. Breathe in the music, hear and feel the colors of light…