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Originally Posted by orbsycli On another note-
I can recall a lot of kids I used to be around when I was young who also found a lot fun in flying through the inner caves of the mind by pressing our eyes in with our arms, or hands (usually while sitting with our heads down)
Indigo children can harmonize with this. We're all ascending as one. |
I have memories of doing this a lot when I was bored in class in elementary school.
I kind of assumed it was a normal thing to do.
(Although, I had almost no friends at all in elementary school, so, looking back, my perception on what was normal back then was probably a bit off.)
When I was bored in class, I'd sit there pressing and rubbing my eyes really hard so that the visions would appear behind my eyelids.
I recall floating through milti-colored blobs of light.
It always appeared that I was floating towards the blobs. They'd always change or disappear revealing new blobs with new colors.
Constantly shifting, changing, evolving.
I'd sit there for so many minutes at a time, rubbing.
I thought it was so cool looking.
I'd sit there pressing and rubbing for minutes at a time, trying to drag out the visions for as long as possible.
But it would always hit a point where the colors and blobs would disappear and evade me. And I'd be forced to open my eyes, and let my eyes adjust to normal daytime reality again.
It's so strange, thinking back to all of this.
All these quirky things I did as a kid.
Things I didn't give much thought to at the time,
Didn't know why I saw visions,
just thought they were so cool.
I was almost altering my reality.
Pressing my own buttons, exploring.
almost like when a human gets intoxicated.