First Experience
Remember to breathe. Recline and get into position, subsumed by the
momentum; before me I see an irridescent membrane, taut and gently
pulsating, something stretching and pushing towards me, on the other
side, straining to emerge. A fissure rends, tears and inside I glimpse
the existence of something of something/place consisting of a dense
whirling body of brilliantly multicolored primordial life/thought stuff,
seeping and beckoning... I breathe and return into the plexus, center of
my being, to witness myself as an outline constructed 2-D diagramatic
shell of many coherent light-points, revolving quadrated vorticies, large
central to smaller and then tiny outer, phosphorescent green and I..
enter into utter emptiness, space matrix.... [I]mpression of basic
colors, unmuted blue, yellow and red, shimmering into being, depth
imperceptble yet defined within the space, endlessly recurring back
from/into the corner when, slowly, from around the edges they peer towards
me, watching, eyes bright and watching in small faces, then small hands
to pull themselves, slowly, from behind and into view; they are small
white-blond imp-kids, very old in bright, mostly red, togs and caps;
candy-store, shiny, teasing and inquisitive, very solemn and somewhat
pleased (ah, here you are!) watching me as I meet only their eyes bright
and dark without any words (look!) or any idea remembered they only
wanted to convey (look!) through their eyes that I must know that THIS is
what they/we are doing...
Second Experience
...I found myself once again in the company of the 'elves,' as the focus
of their attention and ministrations, but they appeared much less colorful
and altogether preoccupied with the task at hand, i.e. pouring a golden,
viscous liquid through a network of long, intertwining, transparent
conduits which led into the middle of my abdomen...
