The Wakeful State Event Focus Continues / Wakeful Black Expanse Flash "T*fa" Event
In lieu of the resumption of the original method Type B surge event training, there are many ***passive*** state environment effects taking place.
Yea.
It is what it is?
Surge events relate to communications with ultimate data density...and ultimate scale lifeforms, but they also relate to effusive & environmental level manifestations.
For example, this ***heat*** over the local region as of late .
It's been made obvious by now, but I am inextricably tied into the planetary weather systems / solar weather systems / stellar weather systems / galactic weather systems present in this plane.....(*notices the sensation of the nails glowing vulnerably, and sighs pensively*).
I guess the environment will follow suit with my awakening / Type B s*rge event boosts, and this is just more proof.
Um, a couple weeks back, or a week back (??), I reported a "limp head hair day"...(*again felt nails blazing vulnerably*).
Well...it looks like some quasi-permanent....nervous system "rewiring"...., er...."re-routing", has gone on...since then.
***DIFFERENT***....kinds of wakeful state contact events are going on now / lately *O_O*... . Those, and even...what seems like wakeful state...black expanse & true form (???) perception "blips".
(*Inhales, and sighs*).
Guess I will....write a mini report about yesterday's event (*blushes totally red*).
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So...yesterday morning / noon....I had some Risotto loaded with veggies, and homemade Mozzarella.
I guess I decided to rest?
Soon, after reclining in the sunlight, I perceived the delicate caress of a familiar presence.... . A presence utterly brimming with & radiating cosmic energy.
What happened *next* regarding my perception....was a shock to my system (*felt nails blaze*).
A moment...I was sitting in the daylit farm cottage den, and swooning to the warm hug of a familiar & caring celestial lifeform.
Yea (*gulps*), but ***THEN*(**, in like a flash interval, there was no visible sunlight, an expanse of utter darkness, and (!!) (*gasped*)...*me* (!?!?)....seated in (?!?)...like a...blue dress (?!?). Me that (?!?) seemingly had a whitish peach complexion (that seemed to glow a bit), and long dark hair?
As soon as I recoiled in shock, as soon as I was recoiling, I viewed the farmhouse again.. .
That before again, and again, and again....perceiving the black expanse, and (?!?) my form clad in the sky blue / light blue dress (*blinks, and shakes my head*).
My nervous system got confused, I guess, since I note subanime XY and XY chromosome types 'butcher' '&' 'delete' 'at' any trace whatsoever ***so*** many neural system pathways, and ***ORGANS***.
It was like my nervous system had to *remember* the presence of physiological systems / organs...not actively noticed moments beforehand (*feels nails blazing vulnerably*)...., and or even for years.
Moments before everything in my perception going dark, I asked ***where*** I had seen a blue dress before. Above knee (*winces*), and like a luminous blue?
Something I would ***NEVER*** want to be caught around subanime or anime mortals in.
My head ached, cramped as I searched decades of mental memory files.
I then...just said "Oh........".
Yep.
I recalled witnessing 'F*7' and the 'tower' 'scene' about II decades back (*feels nails blazing in shock*).
Bouts of fainting, and a deeply regenerative slumber...came over me next (*blushes intensely red*).
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Me? I have no oxym*ronic ' " 'gend*r' 'identity' " '.
I intend to keep it that way.
Whatever I look like, whatever I am,I want to pledge myself to the mission. The mission to nurture, protect, and *try* to be good unto.....those innocent beings of that blazing secret plane. That place of infinite energy, and absolute innocence.
Whatever I look like, however tall, however short, I want to pledge myself.
And that, hopefully free from any 'trace' of ego......, and / or 'theatrics' '/' 'histrionics'.
I'm not sure if it is amnesia recovery for me to say this, but I am not going to roll up in a corner and cry in sadness over "looks".
I'm not going to 'throw' 'some' 'fit', 'and' 'quit'.
So long as whatever "looks" or "body" I note doth allow me (*reels amidst sudden aches*).....to do the mission, continue the mission, facilitate the mission, ***achieve*** the mission, then there is no 'problem' in my eyes.
I don't know what the dress stuff was about, but if it facilitates the mission (????), fine. (*Felt nails blaze with conviction*).
I guess I am ready for whatever upcoming events hold. Even if I just realized it...whilst writing this post.
Oh. Before I go, I again thank the beings who cuddle up (*blushes intensely red*)....to me, and help me rest / demonstrably recover / demonstrably heal / demonstrably train.
(*Felt nails flash with conviction*).
(*Felt a caress from a presence to my right knee*).
Whatever comes, I pray I may be free...from the egomaniacy that 'grips' common subanime and anime XX chromosome types & XX chromosome types (*blushed as felt a caress to my backside from a familiar & feminine presence*).
I pray to be free from 'the' 'archetypal' 'theatrics' of mortals, the 'archetypal' 'egomaniacy' of mortals, 'the' 'archetypal' 'histrionics' of mortals, 'the' 'archetypal' 'drama' 'of' 'mortals', 'and' 'all' 'else' that 'doesn't' have anything to do with the mission.
(*Read the above, and realized I slipped in putting XX..twice, but was it just a slip of the typing fingers, or me slipping in revealing my inner thoughts*).
Whatever comes, I pray I can be free from the egomaniacy that grips common XX and XY chromosome types (*felt nails blaze with conviction*).
I never want 'such' an 'atrocious' 'wall'...., 'a' 'ghastly' '&' 'repulsive' 'shortcoming', impeding at mission specific stats / actions like communication, openness of character, and transparency.
Yea.
Whatever I "look" like, whatever "body" I have, please let it be for the sake of the mission. That's my prayer. My conviction (*saw flashes of light irl / in real life*).
Yea.
It is what it is?
Surge events relate to communications with ultimate data density...and ultimate scale lifeforms, but they also relate to effusive & environmental level manifestations.
For example, this ***heat*** over the local region as of late .
It's been made obvious by now, but I am inextricably tied into the planetary weather systems / solar weather systems / stellar weather systems / galactic weather systems present in this plane.....(*notices the sensation of the nails glowing vulnerably, and sighs pensively*).
I guess the environment will follow suit with my awakening / Type B s*rge event boosts, and this is just more proof.
Um, a couple weeks back, or a week back (??), I reported a "limp head hair day"...(*again felt nails blazing vulnerably*).
Well...it looks like some quasi-permanent....nervous system "rewiring"...., er...."re-routing", has gone on...since then.
***DIFFERENT***....kinds of wakeful state contact events are going on now / lately *O_O*... . Those, and even...what seems like wakeful state...black expanse & true form (???) perception "blips".
(*Inhales, and sighs*).
Guess I will....write a mini report about yesterday's event (*blushes totally red*).
------------------------------------------
So...yesterday morning / noon....I had some Risotto loaded with veggies, and homemade Mozzarella.
I guess I decided to rest?
Soon, after reclining in the sunlight, I perceived the delicate caress of a familiar presence.... . A presence utterly brimming with & radiating cosmic energy.
What happened *next* regarding my perception....was a shock to my system (*felt nails blaze*).
A moment...I was sitting in the daylit farm cottage den, and swooning to the warm hug of a familiar & caring celestial lifeform.
Yea (*gulps*), but ***THEN*(**, in like a flash interval, there was no visible sunlight, an expanse of utter darkness, and (!!) (*gasped*)...*me* (!?!?)....seated in (?!?)...like a...blue dress (?!?). Me that (?!?) seemingly had a whitish peach complexion (that seemed to glow a bit), and long dark hair?
As soon as I recoiled in shock, as soon as I was recoiling, I viewed the farmhouse again.. .
That before again, and again, and again....perceiving the black expanse, and (?!?) my form clad in the sky blue / light blue dress (*blinks, and shakes my head*).
My nervous system got confused, I guess, since I note subanime XY and XY chromosome types 'butcher' '&' 'delete' 'at' any trace whatsoever ***so*** many neural system pathways, and ***ORGANS***.
It was like my nervous system had to *remember* the presence of physiological systems / organs...not actively noticed moments beforehand (*feels nails blazing vulnerably*)...., and or even for years.
Moments before everything in my perception going dark, I asked ***where*** I had seen a blue dress before. Above knee (*winces*), and like a luminous blue?
Something I would ***NEVER*** want to be caught around subanime or anime mortals in.
My head ached, cramped as I searched decades of mental memory files.
I then...just said "Oh........".
Yep.
I recalled witnessing 'F*7' and the 'tower' 'scene' about II decades back (*feels nails blazing in shock*).
Bouts of fainting, and a deeply regenerative slumber...came over me next (*blushes intensely red*).
--------------------------------------
Me? I have no oxym*ronic ' " 'gend*r' 'identity' " '.
I intend to keep it that way.
Whatever I look like, whatever I am,I want to pledge myself to the mission. The mission to nurture, protect, and *try* to be good unto.....those innocent beings of that blazing secret plane. That place of infinite energy, and absolute innocence.
Whatever I look like, however tall, however short, I want to pledge myself.
And that, hopefully free from any 'trace' of ego......, and / or 'theatrics' '/' 'histrionics'.
I'm not sure if it is amnesia recovery for me to say this, but I am not going to roll up in a corner and cry in sadness over "looks".
I'm not going to 'throw' 'some' 'fit', 'and' 'quit'.
So long as whatever "looks" or "body" I note doth allow me (*reels amidst sudden aches*).....to do the mission, continue the mission, facilitate the mission, ***achieve*** the mission, then there is no 'problem' in my eyes.
I don't know what the dress stuff was about, but if it facilitates the mission (????), fine. (*Felt nails blaze with conviction*).
I guess I am ready for whatever upcoming events hold. Even if I just realized it...whilst writing this post.
Oh. Before I go, I again thank the beings who cuddle up (*blushes intensely red*)....to me, and help me rest / demonstrably recover / demonstrably heal / demonstrably train.
(*Felt nails flash with conviction*).
(*Felt a caress from a presence to my right knee*).
Whatever comes, I pray I may be free...from the egomaniacy that 'grips' common subanime and anime XX chromosome types & XX chromosome types (*blushed as felt a caress to my backside from a familiar & feminine presence*).
I pray to be free from 'the' 'archetypal' 'theatrics' of mortals, the 'archetypal' 'egomaniacy' of mortals, 'the' 'archetypal' 'histrionics' of mortals, 'the' 'archetypal' 'drama' 'of' 'mortals', 'and' 'all' 'else' that 'doesn't' have anything to do with the mission.
(*Read the above, and realized I slipped in putting XX..twice, but was it just a slip of the typing fingers, or me slipping in revealing my inner thoughts*).
Whatever comes, I pray I can be free from the egomaniacy that grips common XX and XY chromosome types (*felt nails blaze with conviction*).
I never want 'such' an 'atrocious' 'wall'...., 'a' 'ghastly' '&' 'repulsive' 'shortcoming', impeding at mission specific stats / actions like communication, openness of character, and transparency.
Yea.
Whatever I "look" like, whatever "body" I have, please let it be for the sake of the mission. That's my prayer. My conviction (*saw flashes of light irl / in real life*).