Blue Rising wrote: Could be energetic, some kind of spirit workings...but it could be nonsense...couldn't it? I mean, hell, will I ever know what's real? If there is a mechanism in the body, for example, that tells it to begin the shut down process when the fever reaches 105, and Em was on her way there, and so her body started shutting down....well....then nothing really out of the normal 3d existence was happening.
Well now in this narrow sense, I have direct experience. 10-15 years ago I got super sick, finally to the point of finding a doctor to get some anti-biotics. I'll never forget waiting for them at the drug store. The line was long, they were backed up, and it took almost an hour. The last thing I needed was to even be out of bed, much less on my feet and out in public.
I could feel that even that slight energy drain was making me worse and worse as I waited, and I was observing myself beginning to get delirious. I made the mile drive home, poured into bed, and my worried wife stuck the thermometer in my mouth. 104 degrees, and we both freaked out! She called the emergency room to ask what we should do, and that's when we learned that Tylenol is a fever reducer. If that didn't work and it reached 105, the next move was to plop me into a bath tub full of ice water, and I was fully prepared to do it. Fortunately however the Tylenol worked, and a couple hours later the fever was back down to a manageable 102.
So bottom line is I've been at that breaking point where the brain may start to fry, and although I was certainly in a delirious state, I could still have some wits and aid in my own care. So I don't know where the weird shit begins (or may begin), maybe it has to go on for more than a couple of hours? All I know is that it didn't happen to me, and I had already been quite ill for a few days.
Blue Rising wrote: I sure don't want to be creating something where there is nothing. This actually touches on another issue I've been having. (I did say in the beginning of this thread that I didn't know where to start
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That's right, you did say that.
Blue Rising wrote:How do I know? How do I know I'm not making shit up...when I am seeing something or watching it play out...but that I'm not making it up? I have talked to several people who understand exactly what I'm talking about. In the moment something is happening, I know. No doubt. Zero. But give me about 2 seconds...that changes.
I know you're not making shit up, funny how we need little reminders on that every now and zen. [/quote]
Blue Rising wrote: Why in the hell is this the nature of these experiences?
That's a good question. I forget whether I ever told you this one or not. It was right in the time when I knew my membership at The Project was likely soon to be no more, and my life was just turned up side down for a spell. A tremendous night time thunderstorm came rolling through, and on a whim I grabbed a beer for each hand and went out like a mad man in the front yard to be with it.
That was the night I discovered that storms are some kind of actual beings, that they have an amazing but far different intelligence than us, and as I stood luxuriating in the driving rain, I felt like it had been sent just for me. But the high strangeness was about to undo itself as the rain eventually let up, and the storm moved on and turned into a dazzling lightning display.
It soon slowly dawned on me that the lighting and myself were on the same wavelength, we somehow understood each other, and it turned into a little game as proof it was real. Each time a doubt crossed my mind, a flash would happen. But I still doubted, so to prove this phenomena a mere series of coincidences I began a new game of monkey see monkey do.
The intensity was ebbing by this point, so I was going to decide when the lightning flashed. And sure as shit, every time I would think "Now", that big anvil of the now distant storm would light up. And before I knew it, the back and forth game had turned into a conversation. I don't know what was said as it was all at an energetic level, but in hindsight it was a simple introduction.
So the point of this story is not to steal your thunder (ha ha), but maybe more to invite you to challenge your weird shit for proof as well. I know you know it's real, but yet it's already been established that we need little reminders, right? Go on, challenge yourself. If you're crazy you damn well want to know about it, don't you.
Find a way.
The unexamined life is not worth living.
Socrates