A journey in the Astral Body
I chugged two
ounces (all I had) of DXM and pseudophedrine, popped two percocets (always
gives ya that lovin' feelin'!), and smoked a good amount of grass. My
friend was spending the night, but not tripping. He knew I was though.
Anyway, he was on the Net and I was sitting next to him when I shut my eyes
for a moment. When I closed my eyes, I saw that I was looking at the two
of us there. I thought to myself that maybe I was in my astral body. I
figured if I was, I could visit different places. So I directed my
consciousness toward a friend's house, and bingo, I was in her room
watching her sleep!!! It was undeniable astral travel, man!!! I then went
to another friend's room and saw her talking with her sister, sitting on
the floor. Then I decided to visit my mother in the next room, and there I
was!!! I also visited a rainforest, but only briefly. I recalled what I
had learned in previous astral practices, and I remembered something about
a higher astral plane. This one was a lower one. So I thought to myself,
"Well, how do I get to the higher plane(s)." I just decided that I'd close
my eyes and try and figure it out from there. It was worth a try, right?
Right! The moment I closed my eyes with this intention in mind, I found
myself on a bridge...a lot like Golden Gate...but it was as if every minute
millimeter and smaller piece of material that made up the bridge was made
of sparkling diamonds! It was so awesome!!! I went to the top of the
bridge...it was late at night, probably about midnight, but the sky was
clear as a nirvanic summer's eve. And everything shone with the most
brilliant colors and shines! It was like a city of diamonds and gold...but
greater than any one could imagine...its value was not in material or
anything like that...its value was in shocking beauty and (however surreal
it may seem to the eyes of others) realism. I mean, it was like this world
only without a mask of ignorance to observe it through. As if there's a
mask of some kind hiding the truth of this dimension that was only then to
me removed. It was utterly amazing. The rest of the night and morning (I
finally fell asleep for all of two hours at 5:00 AM) I spent telling my
overtired friend how much I loved him and a dozen other people. Hehe, also
finished a beading project I had been working on for quite a while. Never
thought I could do that being so damn anesthized!!!
-Sage
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