#I'm flopping between existing. and you know. when I'm just existing not questioning myself Lev sits beneath me and talks to me

[blackvahana]

Oh man. Can I tell you how nice it is to be back in tune with Nature... Ive slowly been figuring out part of why I keep digging into spirits mentally that act like humans, I keep trying to find some kind of familiar Spirit Consciousness or someone that functions like me and I am. alien. and. I mean. Fuck! Here's part of why! Nature spirits! God ! Look! Do you see how they think? How they breathe? It's so... They're weaving with their existence, their minds are not animal not plant but somewhere on a third point on the graph, they. understand me. and yeah they get more being-y when they talk to you with animal (kingdom including human) faces and stuff but

Anyway. I can like. feel my body again. I am a huge mass of different things, different form, one aspect is like a blanket settled over the world that weaves into trees. There's this area I see in mind where these beings knit me, that's the translated vision at least, they're knitting me closed and soothing my body. They're trees, and... astral things that aren't plant or animal but both, they're plants, this whole congregation is eyes like vesica pisces drawn from all the things in the area. It's really nice, here I am fog but not literal fog just... Dense and woven into the forest

There's a desert somewhere else getting to know me, looking up at me like it's a little baby lizard with big ole eyes - it is NOT a baby, I don't belittle it, it's that sense of newness and wide eyed wonder that our race were all incarnated into here only really sees in baby animals. It's restructuring it's interior coding (memories, making them) based on reading mine... And the second part other than wide-eyedness of saying it feels new is. I have. been here long before it, but I don't think it fully recognises me, more so it would recognise me as myself but it is registering my new info because I am a New Person compared to who im an incarnation of and... It tells me I haven't woven completely into the sky yet, I am old-new, I'm un woven, un-taken-in to the circle around the fire where the ceremonies are held. Got it. I will keep that in mind thank you

And another place... Do you know what oxygen in the ocean is? Here I'm spray, I'm suspended bubbles, I'm thrown about by the ocean and it's a. fucking. bliss state I have. missed. so dearly