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Morning meditation.... eyes closed, Impetuously, it connects with me. Geometric spinning images Smiling faces drone closer And then, a large "A" strobes, Followed by a large "M". I immediately think of Alan. "Is this a message from you" I ask? Faces begin to move into focus, A tear runs down my cheek. I question "Is this really you or do my closed eyes deceive me"? This is answered with my name spelled out letter......by......letter. My breath goes cold, I can't feel myself What in Gods name!! Orbiting motion, whirling faster as it surrounds me It's as if it lifts me up defying gravity. "Enough", I scream out At once ...the visitant departs And I open my eyes.
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 3:19 PM UTC
The Visitant
Morning meditation.... eyes closed, Impetuously, it connects with me. Geometric spinning images Smiling faces drone closer And then, a large "A" strobes, Followed by a large "M". I immediately think of Alan. "Is this a message from you" I ask? Faces begin to move into focus, A tear runs down my cheek. I question "Is this really you or do my closed eyes deceive me"? This is answered with my name spelled out letter......by......letter. My breath goes cold, I can't feel myself What in Gods name!! Orbiting motion, whirling faster as it surrounds me It's as if it lifts me up defying gravity. "Enough", I scream out At once ...the visitant departs And I open my eyes.
What an experience this morning meditation was
kurt-carman
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 3:19 PM UTC
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