Posted: Jun 29, 08 8:17pm
It wasn’t easy. Years went in to learning how to slow my metabolic activity to a near stop, into learning to concentrate and attenuate my consciousness into a slender, pulsing, undulating strand of nearly pure energy. I say nearly because the tiniest fractal bit of matter is required to enable me to go back to my usual state of being. Finally, I got to the point where I could lay very, very still and separate a pulsing strand of electromagnetic pneuma from my body.
The very first time was an accident. I didn’t mean to do it at all. I was spending the night at my uncle’s home, sleeping in the same bed as my cousin. Without consciously waking, I became aware that I was looking down at myself and my cousin as we both slept. It was more of an unconscious awakening. Now, years later, I can not only draw forth the silver strand of self that occupies my matter, but I can fan me out in sparkling, spinning, photonlike particles to form nearly any configuration and then easily pull back together at will.
I only tell you this so you will understand how it is that you remember me though you have never met me. I do visit you – in your dreams. Without significant gravitational constraints it is possible for me to travel at the speed of thought. When I come to you I fall on you like joyful moonlight. You sense me. Your spirit is instantly both relaxed and alert; watching, waiting. By now, you know I like to play; exploring the geography of your face and body. When I’m finished I perch, pixie-like, on your lips until your breath draws my energy into you.
Entering another’s person is almost like entering another galaxy. Your lungs are a little sad; you could breathe deeper and get more fresh air. Yet in an instant, I’m swirling into the first chamber of your heart. Don’t be alarmed. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. I flow gently with the current of pulses here. One more chamber; it’s the bottom one that contains the passage. There’s a path from the heart to the mind that is currently unknown to science. In fact, they’re more connected than anyone suspects. Notice I said, ‘mind’ and not brain. I don’t go there because I don’t have to. It's just essential that I pass through your heart to get where I’m going.
As much as you exist in your body, you exist even more in your memory. It’s vastly larger than you suppose. Your memory is to your body what Earth is to our galaxy. It’s there that I can truly be with you, and it’s there in your memory that you know me. Many nights I’ve wandered with you through both your dreams and memories. It’s funny, you always recognize me yet you’re a little surprised to see me. Now I have a confession to make, but I cannot apologize. I did make some slight alterations.
On one of my first visits, I happened upon a very special place and time. You were about to meet your first love and…well…I didn’t hurt her I just redirected her and took her place. It was so much fun that I’ve ‘become’ other lovers since then as well. You really didn’t seem to mind and it was how I got to know you so well. Still, our most exciting visits happen in your dreams. You have more control than in your memories and it’s only there that I am free to do anything you like. Look for me again tonight my love, just don’t be so surprised to see me.
