Well, don't think i broke through this time although the experience was much more comfortable. No weird feelings coming in or out of my body, the past couple of times i had a bit of a marble in my throat on the way back in. I suppose if i round up all three of these experiences together, you may have my first few steps into hyperspace.

First time was just overwhelming, nothing anyone can tell you will ever prepare you for whats about to happen. It's kinda like being hit by the sledge hammer of astonishment. I saw two colliding vortexes which created something which i could only describe as heavens gate. I moved left and right against this landscape, and it would alter my perspective, but it was only till i started to move forwards that the gate erupted in the most elegant display, unfolding in front of me. As i was right next to the gate i could feel spirits on the other side willing me through. This freaked me out a bit and i tried to go back to my body. This was futile, and i pretty much just sat there trying to ignore everything until i felt the forces keeping me there begin to subside. I entered my body with a jolt, almost instantly i understood what i was doing and where i was. I went back again, but this time the gate was to far away, i could just about get back to the corridor when i was then pulled back for good. Another bumpy gulpy landing back into my body.

In addition to this, i felt that there was a sense of fine tuning going on, as if while i was there i was being fitted for a new set of glasses. Sort of like fine tuning my perception of this reality. Having been quite exhausted from the trip to the gate. I felt that i was not at all prepared for the effort involved in giving this process a fair shot. I wouldn't sit still for the hairdresser and kept looking out the window. Excuse my analogies please... Things were left in a much worse state than before i went in.

The second time was still quite bumpy, but this time the carnival that i saw before lifted and separated into layers, i felt much higher. I found myself in a dimension i know well. I was unable to perceive color or texture, it was as if it was totally incomprehensible for my mind, and instead looked like a running stream of colors. Almost how a dog would perceive our reality in relation to the comprehension we have. A large entity sat comfortably at a desk, i was inches tall on the floor looking up. I was given a puzzle much like the test id received on the previous occasion. I played with it and fumbled about, it unfolded and transformed as i did so. My only motivation was an aesthetic preference for whichever translation of this form i took it through.

"look at this", i held it up

"pffft, go to bed"

and i was nudged back with a bump.

So today, had a wonderful restful night like id not had in ages. Got up, double shot sweet latte. Loaded the king basilator, and set my sights on hyperspace.

The journey out this time was very comfortable, the effort needed to navigate was much easier. My house was cleaned, tidied, all issues from the day to day had been dealt with and mentally put to rest, i was ready for anything...

This time i was straight back into the calibration test which i was helping with on the first time. But now i was like a Jack Russel chasing a rabbit down a hole. I was turbo granny on supermarket sweep, i knew exactly what was wanted, and how to get it.

Intricacies magnified, new colors came forth and my appreciation for beauty was given a new level. I could see while this was going on that a creator was watching over me, orchestrating this process. The rest of this experience i feel is personal, and remains with me.

The residual trip i was left with this time was very different to what id seen before. It was as if these new settings had been applied. Tweaked and configured. I like it...

And so, it begins

love and kisses

Molech