This is a Journal entry by Tumsup

Swahili

Post 1

Tumsup


About a year ago, I had an experience that I haven’t spoken of because I didn’t know what to make of it.

I had been tossing and turning in my bed for most of the night when I ended up in that place between awake and asleep, somewhere between the formless void of night and the first vague outlines of the trees outside my window. Between here and everywhere.

Then He was there. Now I was fully awake except...I can’t open my eyes. Or.. they are open, but I can’t look around. At first, there’s no thought to turn my head beause He doesn’t have a direction, He’s uncontained, fills all of space. Now, I try to move but I can’t. I’ve had that feeling before but it usually comes with some kind of panicky thing, but not this time.

Lost my place in space now. About a handspan in front of my face, I can see the texture of the flaking paint on the ceiling of my bedroom and, without turning around, am aware that my physical body is cold on the bed below me.

“Follow me!” It’s not a real voice, not actual words. No ears to hear. I just understand and follow.

“Where are you taking me?” I have the sensation of my heart pounding except there’s no pulse, no rhythm. Just a great sense of pressure making my... what? Soul? Expanding, losing my edges. Now i’ve lost the sense of separation between my self and the infinite space around me.

“Listen” Waves of soundless music saturate my emotions.

“Feel” Warmth is not exactly what it’s like; it’s inexpressibly more than that.

“Taste” Warm milk, then sweet. Now a fine malt tingle.

“Look” Though eyeless, I can see everything to an infinite distance in every direction in space and time. I’m suddenly aware of numberless presences around me.

People that I’ve loved and lost are restored to me. Lonelinesses dissolved. Wounds, not so much healed, as unmade, as though they never happened.

The soundless voice began again. “You have Courage. You have Love. You know Me. Now, you believe”

This isn’t a question, it’s a statement. At that instant, and for the first time in my life, I know God and I answer.

“Say something in Swahili for me”

“WHAT?!!?”

“Swahili. You can’t, can you?”

“I’ve shown you the begining and the end of time, the whole of the universe, the meaning of....”

“Yeah, I know, thanks, but I can imagine all of those things. Sensation without cause or senses to feel with. It’s what brains do. I can’t imagine what Swahili sounds like. Say something, prove that you’re not imaginary.”

“I’ve given you...”

“Overwhelming sensation. Now, how about some information? Where are my damn car keys, for instance?”

“Ah,.....shit!”

“Before you go, I mean, as long as you’re here, could you..?”

No sooner had I thought this than there she was. A great fusion of every woman I’d ever...well, there’s no words for it.
Some timeless time later I was aware of being awake in my bed with no memory of waking up. Just an ache in my face from the grin. I got up and pulled the linens and took them to the laundry.smiley - magic


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Post 2

Primeval Mudd (formerly Roymondo)

That's a pretty cool dream!

This morning I dreamt I was with a colleague watching Peter Gabriel play in a village hall. Good, but it doesn't really compare.


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Post 3

Tumsup

I said it was an experience. smiley - tongueincheek


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Post 4

Clive the flying ostrich: Amateur Polymath | Chief Heretic.

I once had a very vivid dream about leeches. smiley - erm


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Post 5

Tibley Bobley

Why don't I have dreams like that?smiley - steam


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Post 6

Tibley Bobley

Oh, I don't mean about leeches! I once had a very strange and vivid dream about a struggle with a cushionsmiley - erm


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Post 7

Tumsup

-I once had a very vivid dream about leeches-

They say dreams are prophetic. Was it just before tax time?smiley - wah


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Post 8

Tumsup

smiley - laughTibley, are you leading up to the old joke about the man who dreamt he ate a giant marshmallow and woke up with an ache in his tum and a crik in his neck from a missing pillow?


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Post 9

Clive the flying ostrich: Amateur Polymath | Chief Heretic.

Found it!
http://clive-ostrich.livejournal.com/5874.html


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Post 10

Tibley Bobley

Blimey! I bet that was a bit chewysmiley - laugh I'd need something to wash it down withsmiley - tongueout


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Post 11

Tumsup

Well, Clive has water in his room. May have to strain it.smiley - laugh


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Post 12

Tibley Bobley

My word! What an odd dream Clive had. And remembered itsmiley - yikes I think I've had worse and odder but I generally forget them pretty soon after waking. I wonder if you feel you've been the victim of parasites Clive?

Anyway, Tumsup, I don't fancy the water in Clive's drawer. Tadpoles I could tolerate, but leeches are too muchsmiley - laugh I'd prefer something out of a bottle - a bottle with a cork just recently removedsmiley - winkeye


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Post 13

Clive the flying ostrich: Amateur Polymath | Chief Heretic.

It was so vivid I could record it. But this is a notable exception.

I don't remember many of my dreams normally.

Although I am told that I do I have a very active night time.

My favourite story being the time I apparently kicked my fiancee awake complaining about the fire in the bed that was burning my feet. Thinking I was awake, she asked me back, what it was doing there and I, allegedly replied that 'I didn't know but that it was highly inconvenient!'

She told me this in the morning but I don't remember the conversation in the slightest.


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Post 14

Tumsup

My ex talked in her sleep. Hmm.. I wonder if her new guys hear her talking about me?smiley - laugh


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Post 15

Edward the Bonobo - Gone.

Sometimes I converse in French or German in my dreams, if that's any help.


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Post 16

Tumsup

If someone answers, you know where you are.


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Post 17

aka Bel - A87832164

smiley - laugh
I have no idea what I do when I'm dreaming. I know that the other half often jumps up screaming in his dreams, though - leading to a near-heart attack of poor me.


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Post 18

Menthol Penguin - Currently revising/editing my book

smiley - laugh

I once dreamt that someone I knew was a multicoloured vampire!


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Post 19

Tumsup

That's what happens with these mixed blood marriages.smiley - vampire


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Post 20

Menthol Penguin - Currently revising/editing my book

smiley - laugh


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