Saturday, July 1, 2017
Today was astonishing. I discovered that not only am I a shapeshifter (apparently, still not convinced), but I’m also able to open portals to other worlds. Imagine my shock when I am meditating one day, just trying to focus my mind, and suddenly, I’m in a world I’ve never seen. The roads were dirty, dusty, and there were little round houses made of rock and mud, sometimes wood. Doorways darkened with figures I couldn’t make out. I noticed a tall figure in a cloak step over to some…rock children? I don’t know how to describe them, except rock like, but with a face and able to move around. They were throwing small stones at another child. I couldn’t make the child out. The person with the cloak stepped toward them and they acted startled, made some noise and all rolled away in fear. The child was helped up by the cloaked individual. I noticed he or she or it wasn’t like the others. Its ears and feet were…again hard to describe. It was strange, because most of the child was solid like a rock except for the ears and the feet. I followed them and as I did I was able to see more of the world. There were massive spiraled buildings in the distance. They were so large that you could see them from quite far away. Some looked like temples, but in a structure that I can only describe as latticed and airy. Very unusual. We also passed some massive holes in the ground. I shuddered as I looked down, the holes were very dark and deep with a narrow path spiraling ever downward. There were many rock people working hard all the way down, and at the top were some…transparent and yet somewhat solid people with the same strange ears and feet as the child. It looked as if you could blow them away, they looked so light and almost ethereal, and yet, they were commanding all these rock people. They didn’t seem scary, but I don’t really know what they were like, because we passed by them in a rather rushed manner. I guess the creatures I was stalking didn’t want to be seen. Finally, we reached a simple stone or brick home at the edge of civilization it seemed. I stepped inside and was immediately startled. A massive, and I mean massive dragon rested at the fireplace in the center of the room. The house looked smaller on the outside than it was on the inside. I didn’t know how that was possible. Books were stacked to the ceiling in the room. I grabbed a few that were not in a stack yet, and glanced through them. Some of the images inside were beautiful, but I couldn’t make out any of the lettering or words. It was as clear to me as Hieroglyphics. I did make out that there seem to be at least three different languages. One was full of circles, the other full of the shape of those strange people’s ears and feet, and the other was an elegant ancient looking script that looked like some languages I’ve seen in my world, but it was not identical. After looking at the books, the environment suddenly faded away, and I was laying on the floor in my own house, looking at the beige ceiling. I still don’t know what to make of it. But I now daydream about it sometimes. The world was so fascinating to me.