Tag: objects
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Seatemple
Welcome to Seatemple, the bright sign announced as we drove up the curving entryway. It looked like an average motel with a main lodge and a smaller strip of units with parking right in front. He stopped the car, opened the door for me and helped me out. Still a bit unsteady, I held onto…
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Initiation
We are made ready by meeting those who are initiates, and then one will be in the appropriate affinity to open that first door, a first true step out. Then comes the reality. Almost like after-surgery care, the initiator is around helping for a time, then even if this one leaves or not, the pulse…
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The Amulet
The problem is the systematic destruction of the kabinett warehouse, the horeum, and the mixing of crappy replicas with the highly charged objects, so the good ones are not able to be found and catalogued. I started thinking that there might be a twist. The organization behind this replacement with false items: that organization seems…
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Lost in the Sea
Isolated in my quest, I have only a few clues to work from. I may not be able to trust the people around me – because of the stolen cabinet – thought lost at sea, certainly never recovered. It wasn’t truly stolen, I realized that, but in notes I called it “stolen” – less complicated…
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Tree Shadow
It was time to address the notebooks. Filled with code, some readable, others with illustrations, all handbound and made into beautiful packages. The ideas held in them ancient and incendiary, not to be handled lightly, but to be studied in depth after inner preparation. They were not for everyone, of course, only the adepts or…
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The Black Diamond
As I added to my account, I found it easier and easier to just lift up. When my feet left the ground, I hovered for a few minutes delighting in the strange light sensation. Then I looked up, and was flying fast, lifted upward and slightly forward, as you do when you are flying in…
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Objects and Light
This was how I perceived it all after stepping over that threshold. It was intensely bright, filled with sound in an intoxication so orgasmic I was overcome in waves of bliss and beauty. The hills beyond my door were glowing in emerald forests and the glistening path was made of smooth sand of a thousand…
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Poetic Reality
After that incident, I began to suspect the correlation between HQ and my own rational mind, since the closer I came to HQ the further away I was from poetic awareness. Yet, the more I looked at trying to solve the mystery, the more I became convinced that there was some sort of plot to…
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Dream Code?
A weak signal had tried to flash through from time to time. At first, I didn’t notice, then it seemed like an anomaly, but soon it became insistent. A beeping sound interfering with work I had set out to accomplish, or with my resting later on in the evening. It also woke me in the…
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Dreams
I was under the weather for three days, almost in a state of delerium, sleeping, going in and out of awareness, in and out of consciousness, in and out of dreams. Mornings were lucid and I wrote in my diaries but by 11 AM I was back on the couch and from noon on I…