A Synopsis Of Profound Spiritual Experiences With The Outerworldly

I said black!

A real life kanak attack.

Pō on the shelf can we talk about interdimensional elves. I almost saw one you know. It was a shroom trip out in Waipahu. My friend and I were walking around the slums of Waipahu discussing elves, dwarfs and interdimensional beings and how they can literally sift through the fabric of space time. You know the menehunes had them big cajoles, for a small magic people with a big heart and a bigger attic connecting the Hawaiian people with net weaving and spiritual practices that have been long forgotten thousands of years ago. You know the menehunes were here first on the islands, but we’ll save that conversation for another story. Almost every indigenous culture of these beings that barely breached 3 feet tall. The Tahitians called them manahune, the Maori called them patupaiarehe, Europe called them leprechauns or elves, American academics would call them gnomes or pygmies. All these stories share common notions like these, that miniature people possessed magical properties and most didn’t exceed over 3 tall. There are stories of humans breeding when these beings creating shorter people we see today, and even humans breeding with giants, creating the abnormally large gene we see in people today. The menehunes have been said to be magical creatures only to come out and do their work at night, under the cover of the moonlight. The notion is that these beings can travel through the fabric of space time, to be seen by the few, and unseen by the rest. There are tales of portals, devices used by the ancients to travel through worlds, and these menehune have the capabilities to tap into that power.

Fast forward three years later I’m sitting outside a real cruisin with the tide in the laundry area, smoking a stogie and the smoke was bold. I saw a lizard come into view. The time read 2 AM and this being was navigating all over the walls, air and laundry wire. This friend of mine spoke to me, telling me about himself and how he was here to be my friend. I thought to myself “cool” I got an inter-dimensional space lizard friend, and I love him, and I love the fact he made himself visible to me, it’s not everyday space lizards approach you for friendship from the mothership. Anyways the way he moved intrigued me. It was like he was operating on a 4 dimensional Diamond, he could appear and reappear as he climbed all throughout the sky and space in front of me getting smaller and larger at will. His scales burning green in the moonlight with a twinkle or too in each to and fro movement he made. It was almost as if he was able to navigate through the pixels we see on the television screen but in real time. He would lick his golden eyes and yawn ever so fiercely something made of true twilighted horror and comfort.

He’ll be around.

A truly blessed encounter with something from the beyond. Beings of the beyond have been in contact with me since a child, but as I feel we as a society have been reaching a pivotal point in communal recreation, civilization, and spiritual permutation, these entities have been entering our minds and lives more than they have previously, this level of spiritual awakening is something most haven’t seen for a while.

Most.

The way my friend moved was something straight out of a video game or the flatlands book written by a English school master Edwin Abbott Abbott. I like to reference this book a lot because it has a lot of stoney and outer worldly geometrical theories and concepts. In this book it talks about this shape named square going through each dimension conversing and communicating with the different entities and shapes through these different dimensions. This book is a glorified version and continuation of the fusion between literature and geometry. I highly recommend this book for anyone who’s interested in theory and cool concepts or anyone who’s interested in math, it’s a short read, and not to hard to comprehend with ease, it coaxes you into it, smoothly like a circle, actually, this books more like an oval than a circle. You’ll see what I mean when you read.

Boomeranging it back to the catamaran of lizard folk and this thought of inter-dimensional yolk. Where is the line to be drawn when it comes to people who have profound religious and spiritual experience, and the people suffering from mental illnesses that some may deem crazy, yelling at you on the streets.

Are their downloads valid?

Yes.

Can you make sense through the chaos of our mentally impaired or overly stimulated community that suffers from mental illness?

Yes.

We all can agree it’s a spectrum, so should we let them Be?

Let’s interact.

Are the people that talk to themselves all ecstatic not aristocratic getting a download from a source, letting them workout what they’re working out, or is it an individualistic endeavor. I like to know that we are never alone, whether you’re driving solo on the Pali going East to where the sunrise, or whether you're down-bad on your last can of booze you are never alone. I’ll have you know that the angels are always with you, listening, waiting for the right moments to let themselves be known to you, reader. People are just phone calls away, and if you don’t have a phone, or your reception is not the best, let the angels and God do the rest. We like to praise artists for their works in challenging the unknown in creativity and storytelling abilities, but the mentally ill, all around the spectrum of it, is a piece of God's miracles, his artwork, in his almighty glory of storytelling. Stories of resilience and triumphs saying that we shall overcome, any and every ailment that comes our way. Everybody has a story to tell whether it be now later or in between.

Was my encounter with this sentient being a sign of mental illness?

No.

Are angels trying to tell me something profound?

I believe yes, anything not human, not bound to this earthly body would be an angel, and angels come in all shapes forms and sizes.

I have this recurring vision of green diamonds and green lizards sprawled out over the ko’olau mountains. This is a vision of the past as I know our ancestors before Hawaii worked with precious stones and starlight. Lizards with wide eyes ready to absorb the information scene, and the love felt. This reverberated crystal connection between lizards and stones has been something of legend, the Hawaiian diamonds are just one of many stones connected to this sacred lizard. I hope more stones reveal themselves in due time as we sift through the mud and dirt on nothing more than love and prayer.