Saturday, August 27, 2005

Through the doorway and beyond

I'm in a cellar...at least I assume it's a cellar. There is a pentagram on the floor and large white burning candles at each of the cardinal points. There's also a large leather bound book lying open on the floor. I try to read what's written in the book, it looks like latin and I'm unable to read it.

There are steps leading up to a doorway and a large mirror leaning against one of the walls. Looking at the mirror I can see sand dunes and can feel wind blowing through it so I assume it's a portal, grains of sand are being blown onto the cellar floor and the candles are struggling to stay alight.

I decide to check out the environment I'm in and climb the steps to the door, I try the doorhandle but it won't turn. I hear someone say "don't go back"

I return to the bottom of the steps walk up to the mirror and step inside. Bright sunlight, but I don't feel warm. Miles of desert everywhere I look. Try to fly...unable to, is like the gravity I know. I can only jump a foot or so.

See someone in the distance walking toward me, start walking towards them, but not getting closer. I feel frustrated and try running but it makes no difference. I think, "think yourself there".

That seems to help I get closer, but then I'm pulled back again. Voice in my head saying "let go", I try but I can't.

Each time I try I get a better glimpse of the person walking towards me. It's like I "zoom" in on his face and see him in finite detail. He's bald, looks to be about fifty, is tanned, has blue eyes and a scar on his right eyelid. He looks very serious and determined.

Being pulled back, my conciousness is now in my room at home. I lift myself from the sofa and glance at my watch. I'ts 2.30 am and the audio track is ending. Gotta write this all down and then get some sleep

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