08-01-2013, 11:55 PM
So, I went to bed last night feeling left out here in my corner of the midwest. Left out from paranormal stuff in general. Also, overly grounded in the mundane.
I let this frustration sit in my consciousness as a kind of prayer as I went to sleep. (at least that's what I remember)
I wake up to the sound of a train horn. Only on top of the normal sound, I hear octave upon octave of overtones. The mundane sound was transformed due to the state of my consciousness into what I could only term angelic.
I had to go to the bathroom, so I proceeded there. As I sat, the room looked more 'lively' to me, but the effect fades as I finished and went back to bed.
I let this frustration sit in my consciousness as a kind of prayer as I went to sleep. (at least that's what I remember)
I wake up to the sound of a train horn. Only on top of the normal sound, I hear octave upon octave of overtones. The mundane sound was transformed due to the state of my consciousness into what I could only term angelic.
I had to go to the bathroom, so I proceeded there. As I sat, the room looked more 'lively' to me, but the effect fades as I finished and went back to bed.