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Try not to look directly at the sun.

Try not to look directly at the sun.

View from on high

View from on high

Altered States of Mind

In sever sleep deprivation I lay still and quiet, my mind racing as I let go of my consciousness.

I tried to just fall asleep but my mind was racing, just below the surface. Sort of a dream-like place. I heard conversations and narratives.

I realized that I had always known the larger scheme of what life is, for all of us.

We are all immortals, experiencing many different dimensions. 

The lighter we are, the easier it is to travel within multiple dimensions, like a flash of light, or a cool breeze… slipping in and out of several levels of reality. The more dense the reality, the more difficult it is to slip into. 

Like this earth that we all know, this realm. This is very dense. Heavy. Solid. The best way to experience life here is to give up the omnipresence of multidimensional being and insert oneself into a body. To be born.

In doing so, you will completely immerse yourself for a very brief time into this world. In the few years that you are “alive” in this flesh and blood body, you will grow in experiences. You will literally shape a new, unique personality, cut off from all that you know of the larger reality around you. Totally immersed in this flesh and blood / bricks and mortar existence, you feel alone. Cut off. This is all that you know. 

While you are here, on this earth, you are subject to great physical risks. Things can happen to you that will permanently affect your body for the duration of your life here. Injury, illness, accident… and, eventually, your body will die. The temporary personality that organically grew both from your spiritual essence that is you, deep down inside, and from your environment (family, social culture, etc.) becomes a part of the larger you.

After your body dies, and you return to your omnipresent, multidimensional self, you will retain and remember your life on earth, at least for a while. In the ocean of eternity, a few short years can fade into insignificance.

Our task, or mission, is to experience life of all sorts.

We have free will. We can even choose to give it up. Some do. We are all immortal. This life (on earth) is very temporary, and in the grand scheme of things, does not really matter much. 

We worry about the smallest, most insignificant things as if they were the most meaningful things. But in the end, all concerns are balanced out.

We have a family. A home. A place where we belong. We own the entire universe, and it is our playground. 

The task of temporarily forfeiting our omniscience to dwell in the flesh is seen as a very noble endeavor, and we are revered by all those who witness us.

We think there are super intelligent aliens who probably look down on us as being less evolved, etc. That is not the case. They know who we really are, even if we have temporarily forgotten. They have a huge amount of respect for us and what we are doing. Some of them even choose this path, or already have, or will again. 

We are all brothers. All life in the universe is connected. We are connected. We are alive. We are all together. We are the universe. 

This all came to me in a flash, just as I was falling asleep last night. 

allefory replied to your post: Travel Time

wow! this sounds tough. hope tomorrow’s better

I am already way better. Two good nights of solid sleep have really helped. Maybe it’s my age… but, I can tell I need one or two more good nights of rest before I am fully recovered. :)

Travel Time

Guys, I made it back home. And it was not easy.

It took about 48 hours to get from Singapore to Houston, during which I dozed off for maybe an hour about twice. 

  • Singapore taxi to airport: 1 hour
  • Singapore Airport: 3 hour wait (check-in, security, etc.)
  • Singapore to Tokyo: 8 hour flight (one hour nap)
  • Tokyo bus ride between airports: 3 hours
  • Tokyo Airport: 9 hour wait (I managed to take a shower and that saved my life)
  • Tokyo to Houston: 13 hour flight (one hour nap)
  • Houston customs: 10 minutes because I recently got Global Entry and I never check bags!
  • Houston taxi to home: 1 hour

Not only does a couple of days being awake sitting in cramped conditions make you tired, but once you arrive on the opposite side of the globe, you have to reteach your body that midnight is noon and vice versa. 

I slept for 11 hours solid my first night home.

A good 8 hours last night.

I was so tired yesterday that when I got still and quiet, I could feel my mind screaming. It could not relax. My still waters were turbulent. 

I’m still tired, but feel much better today. I’ll be totally back to normal in another day or so… 

McDonalds. Almost the same all over the world. (at 成田国際空港 第1ターミナル Narita, Japan)

McDonalds. Almost the same all over the world. (at 成田国際空港 第1ターミナル Narita, Japan)

I love trees, wherever I go. It’s a little embarrassing in public, I will admit. But I cannot contain my feelings. 

I love trees, wherever I go. It’s a little embarrassing in public, I will admit. But I cannot contain my feelings. 

Sleep deprivation is no picnic.

Unless you are eating. Outdoors. While being sleep deprived. Then maybe it is. 

There is this little beach down by the equator. Everything there costs money. Except walking around. That is still free. Like you and me.

There is this little beach down by the equator. Everything there costs money. Except walking around. That is still free. Like you and me.

7-11 in Singapore. (But not in Houston). Come ON man. We don’t have anything good left in Houston.

7-11 in Singapore. (But not in Houston). Come ON man. We don’t have anything good left in Houston.

allefory replied to your post: Do I look tired? It’s because I’m seve…

Looking great and I’m jealous of you! Haha

Thanks Fiorella. Be jealous of the 8 hour flight I just got off of, and the 13 hour flight I’m about to get onto! (All in coach…)

kandiasschronicles replied to your post: Adjusting

The sun?

Yeah… Something reliable and beyond our control like that. :)

Do I look tired? It’s because I’m several days ahead of you guys right now. What is it, like, Wednesday in America right now? Middle of the night? Noon? Can’t keep track. I am either just waking up or headed to bed. And it’s like Saturday here. Or something. I don’t really know. Namaste.

Do I look tired? It’s because I’m several days ahead of you guys right now. What is it, like, Wednesday in America right now? Middle of the night? Noon? Can’t keep track. I am either just waking up or headed to bed. And it’s like Saturday here. Or something. I don’t really know. Namaste.

This is the view from the roof of my hotel.

The other is an example of our catered lunch at work. Every day a nice variety of fish, chicken, beef, vegetables, curries, rice, fruit, and some natural beverage.

Really great food. In the office.

It’s been hazy all day everyday here. Pollution, I’m told.

Other than the air, Singapore is a very clean city. Everything looks freshly painted and cleaned.

No litter. No beggars. No gangs. No Riff Raff. Apparently the police finally figured out how to enforce the no littering laws.

Huge fines and up to a month in jail wasn’t stopping the occasional cigarette butt from flying out of the window. The thing that finally changed people’s behavior: caning. People will pay fines and sit in jail but nobody wants the cane.

Very clean and safe city.

You will see people walking at all hours. No fear of crime. Just clean and safe.