"And still don't know is this for real, when colors they seem to fade when I'm around..."
I pray for the ability to transcend some day. I appreciate my physical body. It gets me places(sometimes) and contains... things. Though lately it hasn't been treating me well. *shakes fist*
I often imagine leaving my body and softly drifting across sounds and vibrations.
Intermingling with other energy in nature.
Hibernating in warm forest soil for years.
Shifting, turning, curling in the cold, snowy wind.
Falling with the rain drops from grey wooly clouds.
Moving in and out of different planes of existence.
The body is such a useless instrument.Fails too much. Causes so much grief.
I've tried in many different ways to escape my body, or to be able to move more easily as to how it would feel to be without a physical body.
Meditation, lucid dreaming, drugs, dance and other nonsense.
All very good tastes/imitations of what I'm after. But it's just tastes.
Perhaps after I die. Wouldn't that be fantastic?
I often imagine leaving my body and softly drifting across sounds and vibrations.
Intermingling with other energy in nature.
Hibernating in warm forest soil for years.
Shifting, turning, curling in the cold, snowy wind.
Falling with the rain drops from grey wooly clouds.
Moving in and out of different planes of existence.
The body is such a useless instrument.Fails too much. Causes so much grief.
I've tried in many different ways to escape my body, or to be able to move more easily as to how it would feel to be without a physical body.
Meditation, lucid dreaming, drugs, dance and other nonsense.
All very good tastes/imitations of what I'm after. But it's just tastes.
Perhaps after I die. Wouldn't that be fantastic?