I am trying to share all of what is going on in my world as it unfolds and I am so glad I do it anonymously. There is a red glowing light that radiates from trees, houses, and myself. Even more bizarre is when I point my finger or raise my hand there is a narrow beam! Now That would be enough to get anyone's attention but who ever decided to shock me with all this stuff has a great sense of humor.
Just guess what happens if I point my finger at a cloud for instance? No it does not rain... not yet anyway... I see the beam reflecting off the cloud and when I move my finger back and forth I can see it move. I don't wear glasses but give me a break... that's a long way off! How in the hell can I see a beam of light 10, 000 feet above sea level? It looks the same as when you point a flashlight at a building.
If you have read this far and actually believe what I am saying, stay away from swamp land. If anyone and I mean ANYONE claimed they had experienced all this I'm sorry but my first thought would be who let this guy out of the ward! Its just to far out there. But it is all true. Can you imagine how damn frustrating this is? My world will never be the same. How ironic that fact has become fiction and fiction has become fact. I am seeing the most beautiful events imaginable and can't share it with anyone. If somehow what I am experiencing could be experienced by everyone... WOW nothing would be the same.
I recently was told by a "Master Psychic", whatever that means, that I am having a spiritual awaking. I don't think so, they're the ones keeping awake. It seems to me if I was having a religious experience I would feel serene and peaceful. What comes to my mind is the 10 commandments with Charlton Heston. Reluctantly he traverses this huge mountain right after being lost in some God forsaken Desert for a few months, he gets all pissed off when the rest of his flock said "no thanks, you go... Moses we have some parting to do." No one wanted to join him... So all alone he treks up this mountain and what happens? He here's a deep voice calling him. He slowly walks around the corner, no doubt expecting to see this old man with a long white beard. The deep voice is coming from a bush that caught fire. If that had happened to me I would have put the fire out trying to save the man in the bush. God has a great since of humor. A talking bush on fire? I got off on a tangent... So moses floats down this mountain. His hair all grey starry eyed and ready to save the world.
Now I am not suggesting I am like moses but my visions are as close as one wants to get. How do I feel? I feel lost, confused, overwhelmed and lonely with bouts of depression. This was not something I sought. I did not traverse a Tibet mountain nor did I meditate with the Buddhist the last time I attended church was 10 years ago. I am more selfish than I should be, and thank god I don't get what I deserve!
I will end this chapter (that has taken 3 hours to type) on a positive note despite all the confusion, I am so very grateful and humbled by this experience. I hope they didn't make a mistake and take it away. That would suck.
Thanks for letting me vent my frustrations