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JimmyNeutr0n
Your eyes are kind of like tiny directional radar dishes that detect a small part of the EM spectrum, wavelengths of energy in what we call the
Visible spectrum.
The different colours are different wavelength's or combinations of wavelength's of energy.
BUT some psychic mediums can see halos of energy around people that appear to them as coloured halos of light, they can even in some cases diagnose a
persons mental and physical health by what they can see.
And some people that have had Out of Body Experiences have also seen places with many colours.
They are NOT using there eye's so are using some other noncorporeal faculty to see a different spectrum which is separate from the EM spectrum we are
familiar with.
So are colours colours?.
To us they are and that is good enough for me.
Think though how many insects see into the UV part of the spectrum as well and how in fact even of they do not see it as colour as we do they see
information that can lead them to nectar rich flowers by the light they can see but we can't.
In the deep sea and even miles down into the crust of the earth were light never reaches but were there is warmth, water and nutrients life
flourishes at the microscopic scale, the earth itself is almost alive but only with the creation of the eye have we been able to see.
HOWEVER.
A certain man also called the sleeping prophet Edgar Cayce was said to be able to go to sleep with a closed book under his pillow and to be able to
quote it chapter and verse the next day in some account's AND there have been instances of people blindfolded which hypnotized whom were said to be
able to read by simply having a printed page pressed to there skin.
Your skin is light sensitive, it produced vitamin D from sunlight for example but even so this is weird.
I once had a semi OBE back when I Was having a bit of a break down, I wanted to literally go and drag the devil into the lake of fire even if I had
to go in as well that is how much I hated him and blamed him for everything that had gone wrong in my life, I got about six inches out of my body
after asking a little spirit friend of mine to let me out and was just rising, I saw the room and it was night time but the light coming from myself
was intense blue white and like pure lightning there was no shadow, it was intense but then I felt a firm hand, never saw but felt it press me very
firmly back down into my body and have been unable to get out since, not entirely sure if they were protecting me or the Devil on that one.
Of course I was crazy but to me the experience was as real as day to day life, I did not even know were I was going just wanted to get back at the
Devil and prevent him hurting anyone else as he had me in my mind - I was very ill at the time.
I was at the time very ill and seeing things, a bunch of odd eyed men in a desert with me on one side of a dry river bed with no water in it just
stones and them on the other side, reddish sky, red sand and stone asking me "Will you accept being a medium", I said no because I am a Christian and
know that is against my Lords teaching.
On another occasion seeing through the eye's of someone in a bamboo cage and seeing a small China man with no teeth in his head laughing through the
bamboo bars while prodding me with a bamboo rod, I felt rage toward China for some time after that and on one fevered night felt as if I had some form
of power and held China in my hand and could crush it, I then remembered there were small children there that did not know there right from there left
hand so I put this power which felt like a great weight down and tried to focus it gently into the core of the earth where it would do no harm, the
next day I heard about an earth quake in central china and many people dead including a collapsed school which made me repentant even though I had
actively tried NOT to harm that nation despite the nightmare images I had been receiving (which were more south east Asian than Chinese anyway).
The soul, the spirit is far more powerful and dangerous than any atomic bomb if it is unleashed in this manner though it takes a lot of pain to even
begin to force us to inhabit this other self, a lot of pain to drive us out of our more comfortable and smaller self.
And not physical pain, spiritual pain, the type that you feel in your body as fever and burning as if you are rotting in a stomach full of acid and
being devoured by something that makes you want to tear it apart from within, like when you feel someone else within you, can feel there face that
does not line up with yours, there sneering face under your own skin that feel's alien to you as it moves within you, there desires and want's that
are not yours, there impulses that are alien to you and how it divides you against yourself driving you out of your mind as you battle against them
the only way you can by refusing to let them have you, be you or own you and oh how you just want to face them on some common plain and tear them
apart for what they are doing, for there vile and evil nature that is so opposite to your own.
Some call it madness but others know it for what it is, many saint's lived alone in caves and fought day and night against presence only they could
see, they fought and screamed and battled against these presence and in the end they won, pity the little children that are not prepared or are thrown
to these wolves and whom then tear them apart.
I though no saint have seen things you would not believe, experiences hell within myself in a way you would never want to experience.
God is real but sometimes at our darkest moments we wonder were he is, he is always there though but like a child learning to walk we maybe have
sometimes to learn to fight these things off all by ourselves, he will not give us more than we can bare but oh how great a burden it can be and yet
my burden was but a feather before the Lords own and if this feather was what he exchanged for mine then only he knows how terrible my rightful burden
must have been.
edit on 7-1-2022 by LABTECH767 because: (no reason given)