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Message Subject
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You shall not pass
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Bunji |
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"What you are is an implant for these aliens. Your not actually real you know. You shouldn't be messing around with them either because you have attracted there attention. When they come for you it is like a supernatural experience. You need to find your group and raise your energy."
Me not real... Wut da fuq, I thought. This guys a bit out there. I am not a fucking implant..lol I couldn't help but laugh, as I thought it was a lame attempt to make me feel weak. There was just something about him. I pondered the idea that he was an old fat white dude living in his mums basement, eating pizza pockets and pop tarts. Probably a wizard named Dace or some shit :P
It made me laugh.
Over the next day Darcy and I exchanged back and forth like two losers out of high school playing dungeons and dragons...with aliens, getting into some weird occult shit. I knew nothing, while he seemed to try bait me into what I did know, while offering me crumbs from the cookies he was cutting.
The it happened. I went outside and wham, it was like an EMP exploded in my brain. Heard the crackles and snaps then I started tripping out. `Full blown hallucinations. At least I thought it was... Things started to get really weird. I realised there were two realities going on and I could switch between them at will anytime I wanted to. At first I found it hard to get back here on earth as there was a massive pull on the astral side making it difficult to anchor onto my earthly reality. Every time I looked at a mirror or a screen, phone, tv or computer, I would be pulled into a dream type double layered reality. Sometime good, sometimes very very bad.
I figured out pretty quickly that if I went to one of the wrong places in the astral, things didn't go well for me in either reality. I could always hide in my earth reality but I would still suffer the consequences on my nervous system and get head aches as a side effect.
I still wanted to go on. One of the places I had come across had some living DNA and I knew it was the akashik records. I didn't stay long as the sheer proximity made me tremble in fear and it was very early on, before I had adjusted to the trauma of travelling back and forth.
TBC
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