" Charles S. Peirce held, contrary to the opinion of his time, that the human mind can visualize non-Euclidian spaces and spaces within strange topologies. To do so, we just have to imagine experiences we would have in such a space." -Joan Richardson
I offer some notes on last night’s vision quest. There is a lot of work going on in the intermissive zones and I offer these notes as investigations into uncharted regions of our collective consciousness, which is different from our collective unconscious. At the end of this report I offer a few reflections that may prove to be relevant to other researchers here or in other zones. It is my intention to create the conditions for an emerging poly-phasic culture, which is well on it’s way.
As I am addressing meta-theorists who may be open to a first person account I am looking forward to updated third person initiatives. Creating a first person account of non ordinary experiences is difficult as we are separated by a common language. We don’t I fear transcend language yet but maybe we can. I am open to believe that we might participate more fully in our unfolding embodiment.
I practiced chakra clearing with colors, the John Friedlander method, and for the first time I felt a very strong affect difference in the quality of the energetic frequencies, and there was a subtle quality in the upper chakras that was intense, each had a distinct feeling tone, in the head, throat, heart areas. I contrasted and compared, much as a pianist plays separate notes that form a chord. I started to experience the typical body distortions as I moved between subtle and physical maps of the bodyspace
I repeated the 23rd Psalm, with a silent plainsong chant style, feeling the rich medieval like interior vibration of the verse. I’m aware of my fondness for this verse even though I don’t subscribe to the world view of God as a Shepherd. I have found that in the liminal zones it is helpful to touch some sense of centeredness-in-a-cultural-milieu before I take off into areas of the unknown. The 23rd Psalm stabilizes when I feel a self generated fear state.
I was in bed with someone who gave me a glass of water. I felt that it was my brother T, as a child, for we shared a bed when we were children, but when I rolled over in bed he wasn’t there. Then I noticed the presence of an adult in the room and they wanted to merge with my energy and I became fully lucid and I asked, “Who are you?”
I received a vague response from them, they didn’t answer me and just made some energetic moves and I saw a visual image of a man’s face, an older man morphing into various faces and I didn’t care to allow a merger and I focused attention and sent them a bolt that burned a hole in their forehead, which actually smoked. I let them know that I was not interested in their patronage. I felt this was an intruder. He faded away.
I became lucid and noticed there were two sources of bright light on the left and the right side of my visual field and in the middle were various scenes that were morphing. I just witnessed without intention this visual display and felt different kinds of vibrations. I found myself in different zones with more clarity than usual and as I walked along a vast corridor with interesting architectural views I put my dreaming hands on the floor, and felt the solidity, and did a few spins to stabilize the inner ear of the dream body.
I had a long discussion with Gary, who is physically alive and lives on the West Coast, and who asked me when I was in a lucid state to contact him. I called him out of physical sleep, but he wasn’t quite there." Where am I?" he asked. He was like he was stoned on a drug, not asleep or awake but I was aware that we was in a different place, a dream place, an ordinary living room and he was puzzled by this I told him we were in a dream space and I showed him some flying movements to persuade him but the movements were a bit heavy, take off was difficult probably because I was performing before a skeptical person. I decided the shared lucidity wasn’t going to happen and I left him, to return to sleep.
I was with a dream conference and discussed with a group my interest in dream work and tried to work out a large dream project. I declared that it wasn’t enough to become lucid in the dream state but that we must work to become lucid in the waking state.
How to awaken collective lucid waking states? I imagined that in the Industrial Revolution people had to change their collective behaviors and that is analogous as some of us are becoming aware while awake of our lucidity, awareness of more zones of participation, simultaneously and so alternate frames of shared reality can be registered. Surely our social structures will evolve or break down under the strain. I explain that only a few people will initially be able to make this transitional awareness happen but that it would become more available to more people and more participatory. We were telepathically picking up on each other.
A very pleasant woman appeared and she and I embraced as if we were old friends. She played some music for us and I shared with her some secret stuff.
I sorted out with this group mixed feelings. I felt that I had to focus more of my attention on what my personal mission was. And even my vision for the visionary, what would that be? How could we coordinate multiple visions?
I was frustrated by my lack of focused intention, and lack of stability and so made a declaration that I wanted my participation to be grounded in the service of other people rather than just gathering my own data for personal glorification. I was going to need to do more homework and be better prepared for the hybrid states to be realized consciously by larger groups. This will present humans and non-humans with a much more sophistication in every field of study.
I return to the physical self/world interface, refreshed and relaxed.
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I speculate wildly here that what I am dealing with is the fifth dimension as a collective creation, brought about many human and non human actors, with various kinds of agency, and different kinds of sense making, which makes some communications hazardous, and some compatible and pleasant. This is an open field experiment, I would say there are many fields, and made of light, dark and a wide range of colors and sensations, not easily interpreted. Translation is a dynamic art going on between dimensions but I believe we are making progress as individuals on some occasions. But is frustrating that most members of our species is lagging behind and is mostly asleep.
I look forward to the next adventure today which will be to go to the library and study Peirce’s Existential Graphs, with a buddy of mine. We are studying the relationship between sign and space.