that other reality
i feel a pull toward that other reality. that reality i first stepped through into back in august during that
candy-flip trip. and then again more recently when i was ill. though this time i knew where i was. the
pain was too much to explore. but i had that sense again of walking in this great space. the great
space of the universe. of the mind. and it is to this space. back that i want to return. it will be the
uplifting my life needs right now. the drab non-living of working constantly. though a different
experience. and one that is exciting and challenging in its own way. one that lacks that essence of
life. so i think ill wait one more month. then i return to mardi gras once more. and then. and there. will
be the time and place to return back out there.
in the meantime im reading and studying peter carrolls liber null and psychonaut. and sometime
soon i also want to read stardance. slowly (with not as much devotion and energy as i should put into
it) learning to master the powers of the will and the consciousness. practising visualisation
exercises, remembering my dreams, no-mind (wu hsin). i know it takes many years. and im finally
getting old enough to realise this. that it wont happen tomorrow. that what im slowly working toward,
aiming at, will take a very very long time. but someday.
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