Random Astral projectoin

[Sirius]

In a simple way I might say, I was a little like Siddhartha insofar as I refused to relent and entered into a state of real despair. Twice I stood up, thinking 'I can't answer this' but I didn't give up and three things happened.

Should I go into those three things? I'm not sure but I entered into a state of bliss and it took me a long time to get over it. I wept...couldn't even think about it afterwards without my chin trembling. It's not something I speak of. All I could say at that time was 'something touched me'.

“True love is in despair and is enchanted over a glove lost
or a handkerchief found, and eternity is required for its devotion
and its hopes. It is composed both of the infinitely
great and the infinitely little.
If you are a stone, be adamant; if you are a plant, be the
sensitive plant; if you are a man, be love."
― Victor Hugo

Through long struggle I've perhaps made a half step of progress in clarifying something for my self: There is one who asks "what is love?", there is one who is quite interested in the answer, and there is one who is the ocean in which that one lives. Beyond that I cannot speak. But of the power to seal the words of transcendent experience, I do feel that it is above all transgression. We're getting there. Siddhartha crosses many rivers.

hmmm the ocean....I tried remote viewing a USO once. Got stuck on a sandy bottom looking up at allot of water. Everything was vivid, the water and bright sunlight. I could see the sun rippling above through the waves, not much to do other than just watch. Got the sense I didn't go anywhere and there was a tidal wave, I was dead. Wondered why the water was so clear.