As much as I feel agonized by a migraine, I have come to appreciate them.
Because it forces me to be still. I feel the weight of gravity bonding me to this Earth. I see auras in traces of beings and in inanimate objects. My body becomes like a sea creature, drifting serenely through the coral ether.
Pain is sometimes a release.
“pain is inevitable; suffering is optional.” - the Buddha
Even though the storm in my mind can be disorienting and debilitating, the lightning and thunder always produce a marvelous rainbow.
I am my most creative self afterwards these spells.
I feel thick muscles tensing around my spine. I notice the strength in my skeleton. Smells from nowhere materialize in my mind’s eye, sending me into what my imagination calls a memory, but my heart would label déjà vu.
And now, a quote by Aldous Huxley from The Doors of Perception:
“The function of the brain and nervous system is to protect us from being overwhelmed and confused by this mass of largely useless and irrelevant knowledge, by shutting out most of what we should otherwise perceive or remember at any moment, and leaving only that very small and special selection which is likely to be practically useful.”
When time is relative, and space is defined by existence, is it perhaps reasonable to suggest that reality itself is something up for interpretation?
Right now, all the energy in the universe is hitting me with more transcendental love than I know what to do with...
Next time you find yourself in a painful situation, look at this lesson as a blessing -
Disguised in the eye of the phantasmagoria.