'We' morph into different versions of ourselves, based upon which content we associate with.
Content being the energy/identities I appear to be woven with or at least interacting with... yeah I'd say that sums up my current mystical
perspective in a way.
originally posted by: CirqueDeTruth
Your descriptors Red Cairo - are so parallel as to what I also experienced in part - it's a bit unnerving.
When I finally started talking about my experiences (1994) just a little bit on the internet, one thing that blew me away wasn't the aliens, the
entities, the -- well get in line, there's a whole list of weird-stuff. It was this:
I'd talk about some incredibly distinct personal experience I was finally digging out of myself and sharing, with great trepidation 'cause damn I
knew how it sounded and how it made ME sound. This is PRIVATE stuff. Stuff I hadn't told anybody, or if I had it'd been one person privately. And in
many cases each part of it, even in DETAIL, some people would go:
a) "[Yawn] Oh yeah, of course. Glowing red-orange orbs that 'keep their light to themselves' and get bigger and smaller? Yeah, lots of people
Me: wait. This is familiar? REALLY? Holy crap! So like... like... hang on. Why are half the people still saying I'm a lying moron if the other half
of the people are admitting that this is some kind of commonly reported experience?! Who's reporting it, where?! And doesn't this suggest some kind
of empirical evidence at least?!
b) "Yeah? Oh yeah, the big blonde guys, oxygen mask thing -- like that guy Travis Walton talked about."
Me: wait. Some parts of that experience felt almost dreamlike and some totally not. Is this some kind of "shared dream not fully divided by time?!"
Huh, maybe that sums up 'reality.' But wait, how could I have such specific same-kinda-things before I had ever heard any detail of his account? (I
avoided the UFO topic completely because I thought I was 'more rational' than most people and it was stupid and/or crazy.)
I once 'saw' in a dream someone I knew (lived a state away) and his wife 'there' and encountered this group of girls, like related, the youngest
one had some connection to them. I was freaking out a little and grabbed her and yelled at her to tell me where they had gone, since they had got into
coffin-like things filled with the blue gel (a symbol otherwise in very ufo-ish experiences). She just extricated herself and walked away. The next
day I'm talking to this guy on the phone and he tells me that the night before he and his wife were doing a meditation with Madimi -- I knew nothing
of this -- which apparently is the youngest of seven sisters... some mythological thing but wrapped into his occult workings. The thought that I would
encounter something truly novel to me, highly specific to him, and seem to see people I knew from occult stuff, with symbols overlapping the
definitely ufo-ish stuff, and yet also ancient myth-symbols, nearly just locked my mind down. I couldn't even see how that could be possible.
When I wrote a case study about my experiences, which I swear I will get on Kindle if my bleeping CPU fans from china ever get here so I can get my
own laptop back up and running, one of the things I mentioned was that when I sometimes talked about my experiences online, people would tell me
things like: "You can't mention the occult if you want to be taken seriously."
Oh really? You mean someone takes me seriously when I am talking about ALIENS but they don't take me seriously when I'm talking about the occult?!
I mean, the latter is frankly SO much less... unusual... But it just proved, you know, that everybody's got their own little box.
And a lot of my experiences were just... I mean... a lot of stuff wrapped up, some was real specific to a 'genre' as I would call it now, some not,
and often things overlapped, like that symbol I mentioned. And when I would talk with others, they would often relate very similar things -- stuff
that falls into fey and paranormal or even classical but dramatic biblical religion for example -- and yet, in the ufology world, none of this stuff
Another thing I said in the case study for my friend was that people got really upset when I talked about other stuff. It was like they thought I was
somewhat validating their experience when I shared one apparently similar, because I seemed sane, in writing anyway, but then I'd go talking about
something they had no respect for and thought had to be some 'big fat lie' and they felt it destroyed my credibility and by proxy, now, theirs
It didn't help that I was always very strong on the idea we are 'involved' in this stuff and it's not necessarily always physical (often it's
both, via bilocation and via astral which has "overlap") and most people I met if necessary would probably hallucinate a ufo beginning to their
experience just to make it seem legit, because they didn't want to tell someone it happened in their sleep because our culture totally invalidates
that, and yet that's where much of it's going on, yet everyone else would say "Just a dream!" and throw tomatoes, right. So that made them even
more strenuously defend the ufology model because all the 'other stuff' seemed to dent its credibility.
I could say, "So I was talking to this Abramelin entity" -- because, well, he was there, I mean it's not like I called him on purpose or anything,
but I had just been reading a book about it earlier, it's true, and he was friendly enough -- and everyone seemed to think that either this was
hallucinatingly insane, or -- as religious people often told me -- I had already lost my soul to the dark side (oh! That's where that giant
handbasket came from! bucket seats and the smell of new car, too!) -- or, they would assume on something that really... seriously... ceremonial magick
is yoga and drama, with music if you're creative and sex if you're especially dedicated (not me, to that extent, though I might be now if I had a
mate), but it's not nearly as ooh-aaah-oh-my-god-babalon-working as all the wide-eyes would like to think. I can do anything I want in full beta
state (though it won't be as fun in that state as if I'm more in theta, of course) while standing in line at the bank -- ritual is not necessary, it
is just a nice way to hang out with friends that doesn't involve watching TV or stealing hubcaps.