Just a little bit, also titled I think I am this crazy
Something has been touching the soft velvety edges of my mind for the past year. I'd say it was just a feeling and move on but as time stretches itself to a crawling pace I can't discount it as just a feeling. Maybe it's me, maybe it's the way my mind works, or maybe I'm creeping into that realm known as insanity but something has started to shift and I can't seem to figure out how or why.
There is energy in just about everything that we interact with, people, plants, animals, soil, air, (jury is still out on the George Forman Grill), and people's homes. Any place or thing that a memory is centered on can occassionally "keep" that memory as energy. Some cultures refer to this imprint as Weig , and meta-physical studies have stated that some people can receive that energy and translate or "download" it as a memory. Most of us have seen Jeff Goldbloom and Cyndi Laupers move about it when he sets his head on the table and shouts "Someone's had sex on this table". All living things have an energy that is both internal and external, we all give out emotion or radiate heat, and there are times where we can interpret these changes in energy from the people we are closest to, everyone has finished a loved ones sentence for them, or simply felt that something had happened to someone no matter how hard they try to hide it.
Before I go too far off the deep end here I'd like to give a brief tour of something that is called a Lay Line and something known as a node. There are many explanations and millions of thoughts surrounding collections or pockets of energy stretched out across the world, most relate them to religeous dogma while other more practical folks state that magnetic fields and radiation penetration are the causes. I guess you could say that I'm somewhere near the middle, or at least I can still remember where the middle is.
The simplist way to explain them requires some use of lateral thought which at one a.m. is something I'm far removed from but I'll try it anyway. If you can imagine a network of lines stretching all over the world, not like a grid but simply lines that start and stop somewhere on the globe intersecting a few times and terminating at or before another line. The lines are actually "streams" of energy, strong in some parts and almost nonexistant in others. When one or more lines intersect it is refered to as a Node. Depending on the strength of these nodes you can find a lot of interesting history where they intersect. I've managed to find two nodes (one minor and one major) in my life, the smaller one on a hilltop in Uniontown PA. and a major node in Watertown NY. It's been six years since I've been up there and although the thought always comes back to take a day trip up there it never comes to pass.
All of this glorious talking has led me to the original point . . . yeah! It seems like several if not all of the Ley lines have shifted by hundreds of miles. Almost as if the world stopped for a second and the lines continued to move (figuratively) and it's hard to imagine what would cause it. I'm pagan so I have my own beliefs as far as the creator and my view of history so I tend to look at the more spiritual side of things. I tend to trust the inner voice and what I see when I meditate, what I feel when I talk to the world around me.
The answers I'm getting aren't good, in fact the answers I'm getting are a little scary. I am beginning to get the impression that the lines between living present and living former are blurring. Memories that aren't mine are easier to feel, I'm taking on emotions of those around me and I feel so awake most of the time that I can't sleep or even really consider sleeping. My mind is working inside itself and outside itself. I'm even trying to understand the energy around me. What to do what to do. . . I've never been one to ask for help but pretty soon I think I may need a little. Anyone have a script for prozac and some calming tea????? I'm only laughing with someone elses voice.........
`Finis`
Come a little closer
I break when distance grows
And everybody told you
he's only crazy on the inside
So come inside take off my coat
turn my thoughts to clay
because I'm only words
`finis` nullJust a little bit, also titled I think I am this crazyJust a little bit, also titled I think I am this crazy
Something has been touching the soft velvety edges of my mind for the past year. I'd say it was just a feeling and move on but as time stretches itself to a crawling pace I can't discount it as just a feeling. Maybe it's me, maybe it's the way my mind works, or maybe I'm creeping into that realm known as insanity but something has started to shift and I can't seem to figure out how or why.
There is energy in just about everything that we interact with, people, plants, animals, soil, air, (jury is still out on the George Forman Grill), and people's homes. Any place or thing that a memory is centered on can occassionally "keep" that memory as energy. Some cultures refer to this imprint as Weig , and meta-physical studies have stated that some people can receive that energy and translate or "download" it as a memory. Most of us have seen Jeff Goldbloom and Cyndi Laupers move about it when he sets his head on the table and shouts "Someone's had sex on this table". All living things have an energy that is both internal and external, we all give out emotion or radiate heat, and there are times where we can interpret these changes in energy from the people we are closest to, everyone has finished a loved ones sentence for them, or simply felt that something had happened to someone no matter how hard they try to hide it.
Before I go too far off the deep end here I'd like to give a brief tour of something that is called a Lay Line and something known as a node. There are many explanations and millions of thoughts surrounding collections or pockets of energy stretched out across the world, most relate them to religeous dogma while other more practical folks state that magnetic fields and radiation penetration are the causes. I guess you could say that I'm somewhere near the middle, or at least I can still remember where the middle is.
The simplist way to explain them requires some use of lateral thought which at one a.m. is something I'm far removed from but I'll try it anyway. If you can imagine a network of lines stretching all over the world, not like a grid but simply lines that start and stop somewhere on the globe intersecting a few times and terminating at or before another line. The lines are actually "streams" of energy, strong in some parts and almost nonexistant in others. When one or more lines intersect it is refered to as a Node. Depending on the strength of these nodes you can find a lot of interesting history where they intersect. I've managed to find two nodes (one minor and one major) in my life, the smaller one on a hilltop in Uniontown PA. and a major node in Watertown NY. It's been six years since I've been up there and although the thought always comes back to take a day trip up there it never comes to pass.
All of this glorious talking has led me to the original point . . . yeah! It seems like several if not all of the Ley lines have shifted by hundreds of miles. Almost as if the world stopped for a second and the lines continued to move (figuratively) and it's hard to imagine what would cause it. I'm pagan so I have my own beliefs as far as the creator and my view of history so I tend to look at the more spiritual side of things. I tend to trust the inner voice and what I see when I meditate, what I feel when I talk to the world around me.
The answers I'm getting aren't good, in fact the answers I'm getting are a little scary. I am beginning to get the impression that the lines between living present and living former are blurring. Memories that aren't mine are easier to feel, I'm taking on emotions of those around me and I feel so awake most of the time that I can't sleep or even really consider sleeping. My mind is working inside itself and outside itself. I'm even trying to understand the energy around me. What to do what to do. . . I've never been one to ask for help but pretty soon I think I may need a little. Anyone have a script for prozac and some calming tea????? I'm only laughing with someone elses voice.........
`Finis`
Come a little closer
I break when distance grows
And everybody told you
he's only crazy on the inside
So come inside take off my coat
turn my thoughts to clay
because I'm only words
`finis` nullJust a little bit, also titled I think I am this crazyJust a little bit, also titled I think I am this crazy
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Thanks.
Ever read Girl, Interupted? It's about insanity.