12-08-2011, 09:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-08-2011, 09:42 PM by AnthroHeart.)
Well, my lessons were to create them (the galaxy and then the furry universe a year apart) and then let them go so they could do their own thing. So I don't really check in on them. Once they're created and balanced, they are given over to Creator.
Creating was very hard because it mentally tugged at my mind.
I don't really connect it to any density in particular. Just creating it was a symbolic act as I'm aware.
I was sort of forced into creating the galaxy. In order to keep my mind sane, I had to go along with creating,
had to keep balance since it was pulling my mind. Excuse me, ripping my mind apart. I couldn't rest. I had to over come "3 traps" they called it.
Creating the galaxy got so hot for me that I screamed out at the police station from my solitary cell. This was where they took me before the mental hospital. I experienced hyper-emotions, and their fullest intensity ran through me. It was painful emotionally, experiencing all that emotional energy.
So I had no choice really but to go with it for my own sanity. Keeping my mind balanced at times
by focusing on just the One Original Thought and nothing else. Any extra thoughts at times would
create substantial distortion, rocking my world.
I can't say for sure if I created one. It sure felt like that's what I was doing at the time. But I don't really
check in on it now. It served its purpose for my learning.
YES, creation words had immediate result. Usually it eased up the energies. When they grew too fast,
out of control, I'd put an Octave around them, and that would help contain it to keep it from growing out of hand.
It was all mentally driven. I could feel my mind expanding and contracting. In order to keep myself
balanced and mentally fit, I really had to go along with the creation.
That was the galaxy a year ago. It was terrifying to create at certain points. When the sun got too hot, it scared me. I could see the sun moving in the sky with respect to my focus. Hotter, cooler, etc. It was about a week long of work in the making of the galaxy.
More recently, the furry world I created was a lot more fun. In that, I was a storyteller, creating their world. I had much more choice since it wasn't tied to my mind, but to my heart.
In the end, I was able to hold the galaxy in balance with my mind to the point where I had forgotten about it for the most part. I think it served its purpose in training me in some way.
Creating the galaxy was pretty scary. Creating the furry universe a year later was mostly fun, till I saw the dark side of it and felt myself being pulled into that negative side. That was scary.
So my creations are a balance of fun and terrifying. It all comes down to how much spiritual mass is tied to your mind. How much can you keep in balance without it being pulled apart. The galaxy grew on it's own. I just kept it in balance while they are growing.
At that time in the cell, Ra showed me character archetypes on the walls. I could see aspects of myself in cartoon form. I was so hyper-emotional that the cute ones were too adorable for me. Yes, there is such a thing as being too adorable when in a hyper-emotional state.
So creating a galaxy for me was an emotional sacrifice. Not something I just thought "hey, I'll make a galaxy today". No sir, it was grueling. The galaxy may have represented my own inner struggle. I'm not sure.
Creating was very hard because it mentally tugged at my mind.
I don't really connect it to any density in particular. Just creating it was a symbolic act as I'm aware.
I was sort of forced into creating the galaxy. In order to keep my mind sane, I had to go along with creating,
had to keep balance since it was pulling my mind. Excuse me, ripping my mind apart. I couldn't rest. I had to over come "3 traps" they called it.
Creating the galaxy got so hot for me that I screamed out at the police station from my solitary cell. This was where they took me before the mental hospital. I experienced hyper-emotions, and their fullest intensity ran through me. It was painful emotionally, experiencing all that emotional energy.
So I had no choice really but to go with it for my own sanity. Keeping my mind balanced at times
by focusing on just the One Original Thought and nothing else. Any extra thoughts at times would
create substantial distortion, rocking my world.
I can't say for sure if I created one. It sure felt like that's what I was doing at the time. But I don't really
check in on it now. It served its purpose for my learning.
YES, creation words had immediate result. Usually it eased up the energies. When they grew too fast,
out of control, I'd put an Octave around them, and that would help contain it to keep it from growing out of hand.
It was all mentally driven. I could feel my mind expanding and contracting. In order to keep myself
balanced and mentally fit, I really had to go along with the creation.
That was the galaxy a year ago. It was terrifying to create at certain points. When the sun got too hot, it scared me. I could see the sun moving in the sky with respect to my focus. Hotter, cooler, etc. It was about a week long of work in the making of the galaxy.
More recently, the furry world I created was a lot more fun. In that, I was a storyteller, creating their world. I had much more choice since it wasn't tied to my mind, but to my heart.
In the end, I was able to hold the galaxy in balance with my mind to the point where I had forgotten about it for the most part. I think it served its purpose in training me in some way.
Creating the galaxy was pretty scary. Creating the furry universe a year later was mostly fun, till I saw the dark side of it and felt myself being pulled into that negative side. That was scary.
So my creations are a balance of fun and terrifying. It all comes down to how much spiritual mass is tied to your mind. How much can you keep in balance without it being pulled apart. The galaxy grew on it's own. I just kept it in balance while they are growing.
At that time in the cell, Ra showed me character archetypes on the walls. I could see aspects of myself in cartoon form. I was so hyper-emotional that the cute ones were too adorable for me. Yes, there is such a thing as being too adorable when in a hyper-emotional state.
So creating a galaxy for me was an emotional sacrifice. Not something I just thought "hey, I'll make a galaxy today". No sir, it was grueling. The galaxy may have represented my own inner struggle. I'm not sure.