I went to bed, too exhausted to experience terror - and
immediately entered a semi-sleep state in which I perceived the
outline of a huge, stationary shape beside the bedroom door.
This remained throughout the night, but the
intense fear experienced formerly did not recur, for I knew it
was 'dead' - that it had been detonated, rendered inactive by an
intelligence that had all things under control.
I saw the 'shell' clearly and continuously -
it was full of atoms of energy drained from various sources and
magnetically supercharged, and these poured out like a volcanic
flow all through the night.
I did not sleep at all as far as I am aware,
but remained in an in-between state, the outpouring suffusing me
constantly.
It was radioactive - my essence was saturated
with these particles and I felt them stepping-up my own
vibration, and forcing entry into the life stream activating my
brain.
At one point I was conscious of being inside
my brain - the network of chambers were luminous, glowing red
and whitish grey - a place of cavities and undulating passages.
Then the explosions began - particles blew-up
every few seconds, like giant bombs, the reverberation was
terrific.
I knew I must endure it, there was no other
recourse - each explosion opened-up a further chamber, and this
magically impregnated substance, like ultra-fine rubber film,
extruded into the ventricle, filled it, and overflowed into the
next one, where more explosions occurred.
I became aware of two Beings who brought me great comfort...
There was still the terror, the fear, rising
and falling, but they kept me sane, and explained what was
happening, though much remained beyond my grasp.
It seemed I was used as a kind of drain, or
filter. Impressions poured through my body, like broken off
portions of a larger mass.
Some were in small blocs, relating to
particular individuals, the nature of which were explained to me
as they passed through my physical form:
the human vehicle
apparently serving as an intermediary earthing apparatus...
I was told that this was the point of
greatest danger - the blocs were still solid, composed of
substantial wedges of 'red' impulses that must not in any way be
activated - whose impetus would be uncontrollable if not
adequately supervised - but that later the residue would
disperse into small pockets, which would assimilate without too
great discomfort, becoming more manageable as they split up.
The greater bulk of the flow was sluiced away
- I did not touch it; it was as if I had been on the periphery.
That which I took came from specific
persons, and there was a reason for this...
Now began an even stranger experience - one
that I cannot hope to communicate, although in the main I
remember it well.
There was a process of activation which began
just below the spine.
At each point of intensity, a set of
muscles were brought into movement, constituting an interior
'dance', linked with the cosmos and also the mechanism of the
physical body.
As each junction was reached, a sound, like a
note of music, exuded from its source - also a perfume, subtle
and pungent, and a harmony, absolutely distinctive, and a color,
glowing and luminescent.
I remember an elephant near the commencement,
threshing wildly at first, as if mad, then 'harmonized' and
controlled.
There was a four-petalled flower, brilliantly red,
and an incredibly strong ox - but I may have mixed things in
memory, as this part is blurred.
A serpent was midway, swaying and hissing,
but softly, as if singing - his perfume evoked a subtle ecstasy,
like a rising incense.
Then came a
blue Krishna, lodged in the
heart, dazzlingly beautiful, and the rest I cannot recall.
A little later, I was precipitated suddenly
into another intense experience - a cosmic 'dance', linking this
time with a sub-level beneath the spinal root, connecting with
the elemental and mineral kingdoms.
A further explosion, tremendous in effect,
was like the application of dynamite to clear a pathway through
rock.
Each explosion had carried an enormous
generative heat, and a fallout which at first blanked the
consciousness, and then clarified it to a hitherto unknown
degree.
It was as if each was the key to a strata of existence.
In this instance, more clearly recalled than
those formerly, the relevant 'kingdom' opened to me, and I was
welcomed by, and communicated with, some of its inhabitants -
the dark and beautiful Being in whose charge it was, and various
elementals, objectified by my inner vision as
fire spirits and
others, in the forms of tiny men.
The musical note of this level was very
muted, and darkly infra-red...
