posted on Oct, 27 2011 @ 01:06 AM
I'm going for a run to clear the head, but I just wanted to type up a vision that continually taunts me, and it feels like, the vision itself, is
clawing at the back of my 'soul'. I post to see if anyone has experienced this before..
I cannot describe it other then true beauty. That it is all that I desire, yet what gets me is that it doesn't seem impossible to bring to life,
because of the immense beauty. For instance, I see a wall covered in mesmerizing colors and patterns, and I know it is held inside a castle, I just
cannot see the outside of the castle, I can only see the inside of it.
There is a massive vase on a smooth, intricate, chiseled wooden 'stand', covered in even more awe inspiring colors and patterns. Separate from this
room I see another room. Tongues of controllable flame line the doorway, not dark flames, but very bright, very clear, and upon entrance you feel a
different air. Just like a remote muted every voice in your head, so they are gone. So your eyes can lay sight to the splendid delight that lines the
walls, shelves upon shelves of old tomes from the years back of lost history, every piece written in one of those tomes. They are not books of this
day and age, but books that have been given the highest regard.
Everything is formed out of compassion it feels like, out of.. being aware of what they've done. It's getting away from the vision, but it seems the
entire vision has been crafted, from every tiny detail and atom, by full awareness, full compassion, not one ounce of hate, fear, ignorance, just
It wouldn't bother me to post if it weren't scratching at the back of me like this entire.. vision.. wants to get out, wants to jump through licks
of flame, to breeze through mountain tops of snow, unrelentlessly flowing through anything that blocks it, until it reaches its destination.
Is someone able to, willing to, inform me of what this is? It's draining my energy completely, I'm starting to feel regret.. And I'm only 20 years
old, not 80.