20200105 Two meditations on a Lateef line

As I close my eyes, I am envisioning a glowing gem above my apartment. It is lime green, and the shimmering fractals of light within it are jetting out, arcing over the terraces of my building, leaping through the windows, enveloping my whole room in brilliant light, greener than the brightest elysian paradises. I don't lift my arm to touch these heavenly bands, but I don't need to, as the gem is pulling me up with its own energy, and within a blink of an eye, I am through my ceiling, I am in the sky above my small town, I am peering down and looking at all of the little street lights: these lights are not as pointillistic as I once assumed, but shuttering arms of electrical current connects everything underground, creating a complex lattice of energy and light that paints the entire town in dimensions unseen to the naked eye. I am now coming aware of the fact that I cannot feel my body up in this space with me, but instead I feel nothing below me. At the same time, I can strangely also feel the tug of the earth's gravity pulling my warm body into the mattress in my bedroom below, the gnarling ball of hair beneath my stilled head; surely I must be sleeping but how can that be when I am looking at myself now, seeing how my eyes are open, staring up into the ceiling? The gem is guiding me now, pulling me upwards still, and as I see the earth's surface sink away from me, as I see the smoothly drawn lines of highways and street lights painting the terrestrial surface as a beautiful tapestry, it sinks into darkness in such a fleeting moment, barely enough time to breathe.

Видео 20200105 Two meditations on a Lateef line канала Evan Bennet