This is something interesting Glance:

But, almost two years ago, I experienced a state of formlessness...of emptiness that transcended boundaries of separation...that exposed these dream states as simple diversions from what is truly important, I feel. The state was so clear and pure and limitless that all of my dreaming endeavors prior to this moment seemed childish by comparison...diversionary.

As to me being egyptian queen sometime bc hell knows when, were past life memories first apperd in lucid dreaming so lucid i was her i saw myself as another woman, then memories of that life in liniar reality. However, that is not important long gone and forgotten to me at least, yet i think some of my abbility to observe ap movement and human eggs comes from being trained to do that in the bloody sand grave of Egypt many thousands of yrs ago that's all intersting about that crap i posted last summer, most likely they were as common then as math or grammar is today.

If you realy wish to focus on something Tiffany, try the veridicity of my posts regarding the human luminous egg and the ap movement. Sorry but you comment again on something that has realy nothing to do in why i posted i am trying to bring the topic back to where i intended it, before if got diverted.

As a PS Glance I would never pick on your family and never in a milion yrs on your kids. I just wanted to show you that the movement in real life and dreaming is different not anything about your family. As a my example I would have liked my ap to move me in Hawaii this morning cause here it was raining like shit when i woke up, now it's sunny so good enough for me.

To close the shit and hopefully begin a new one since that really bores me ...

Allegory and allegorical writings books/plays have been my favourite since my highschool days cause i find them helpful to move ones ap from current linear reality to other positions that are unfamiliar to the modern human man or woman. More so if a pay is made publical as street theatre in a medieval town i live in one.

Have any witnessed a medieval festival? Where I was born in the Romania there are every summer : Festival of Medieval arts and crafts. One is hold in the supposed birthtown of Dracula who was actually a medieval king that had the nasty habbit of staking his enemies history character that lived a long time ago. A few yrs back i went with my best friend her flatmate a young woman student in history/ archeology and a few fellow students to celebrate getting over the summer exam session. I visited the town since a kid, passing trough it to go to visit my family in another town, yet the image of the same town in that festival was not the same, i went after same town by day last yr in august for my cousin's wedding same thing not impressing.

It's interesting cause a medieval festival here at least consists in thetre plays displayed publicly in central squares in the town, knigts fighting over beautiful young maidens torch carriers. Pubs located in basements of old medieval buildings where once upona time there were cellers and prisions maybe with log benches outside wooden tables where pople can dirnk and or eat too. The only thing modern is the plastic glasses in whiche beer is served and the china plates for meal, of course there is the old modern fast food served all over, alse there are lil wooden chioscs in the central square where if you want can buy souvenirs, and a stage where rock bands come to perform sometimes theatre companies. The festival is three days long but some as i did just go for one night there then return by morning train.

We arrived by sunset already getting dark, wearing the meadival festival "very fashinable unwrinkable jeans", then we went to a friends house and left a bigger group. We went to the central square around 10 pm the hr where there is already dark but it was so amazing : people walking in the streets by night as if it was day, kids and all buying souvenirs from the sellrs so many that one could hardly move had to walk very slowly to get from one part to the othere the music played loud other street artists making sketch portrets of the visitors, others selling hand made medieval souvenirs to whoever sitting on their bags in front of small tables, cooks from the pubs making barbecue and sweets for the passers. Pitch dark except from the light from a few street lighters we walked holding hands so we won't loos one another yet by the concerrt we still did at one point o brake from the pack i lost my best friends hand and omg i am alone where the hell are they. And i walk at first nervous i don't know the frekin town all that well then rlaxed hey this is fun, and i look at the people it felt as if i ended up in medival times all alone and I migle with the people trying to find them.

Now from the seers point of wiew: a huge amount of humans all walking around in small streets made me see them as a huge luminous egg rainbow separating and uniting and moving around like moving in a huge spiderweb with lil rooms, a family looking like a separated room a white net covering them all, then a another next to it like a colored honeycomb effect. Then observing a lil family mommy daddy a baby kinda two and another kinda six yrs old child holding his fathers hand eating some cotton candy i see that the father is a wilt nagual the web surounding his family and making them a "private" room is actually made from his ombilical fibers covering and protecting all the members whitin, i follow the family for a while untill i get out of the mob, then sitting on clothes is my best friend another wilt nagual and see like her fibres moving like if she was looking for me and also mine looking for her and the others. "Where the hell have you been we are kinda half the few that stayed together decided to wait for all the others." I go like " Ok I sitt do you have juice? Yes, here you are " I sitt down next to her and i drink damn i was so thirsty, my observing the whole thing was dehidrating yet i did not notice untill i found them.

This is a story stored in one of my aps, kinda one of my favourites the moral of it being " As long as we have friends and family everything is possible", we connect energeticaly to our friends to our family without knowing it the ap location is nothing realy compared to the vision of a big human crowd in a medieval town. The immage of this last one is much more vivid and intense and also more beautiful ...

Since you all reply on what i already specified as not my intent of course i dismiss it. Because you fail to understand my point you all divagate commenting words and expressions. That is why i dismiss it because you continue something i posted before as "not the point here". Accentuate something that is not real all you say is : emotions, behaviour, writings, a line here and there.

First of all allow me to tell you this: NONE HERE KNOW ME just speculate on whatever is pleasant to you. You already mapped my persona my intentions who the hell i am and what i really want is so far away from it but that is not as interesting as making me as you want me to be. Q e D thus you cataloged me everything i happen to know one way or another without even trying at least to ask me: "Are you a professional bshitter or the shit you post is real?".

You obvoiusly like me to be how you "Immagine" do to your ap point fixation on this world and your nutshell coccoon. Your ap is fixed never fluid Glance, it's fixed where my portret made by you in your immagination maybe last summer with new addings this yr. In order to achieve what Lujan speakes about you have to let go the prejudices and judgements you dwell on:

More dismissal. Your dismiss what bores you....just as you dismiss the importance of the dream that presents itself, your daily life which doesn't support your accumulated importance...which bores you as well. Thus the compulsion to resort to the baubles of the second attention, where you are crowned queen again and again.

If this is not arrogance of knowing all i realy don't know what it is you judge me over and over again. Wanna be my judges and jurry lets then turn this colum in whatever i am or am not in your heads. I can qoute and comment on quotes in the same way you do. But keep the message short then and to the point.

Ok Lujan, but i tryed to divert it to another "perception" yet they turn back your members. I try to avoid "bickering" that is why i changed it, but they turned right where they wanted.

All i wanted was for them to share similar experiences i asked them for that specificaly not for my bloddy recognition
I try to tell stories unliniar ones as what i saw in this life before and after reading about nagualism. Just so I can read others not to bicker about them they judge don't tell stories i would have prefered them to tell me a lil seeing story. I asked Glance about his formlesness experience but about that he won't share. I did alse have formelessness experince yet not as clear as his, i think he likes to play with me a bit that's all.