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My teacher set me up for a vision about five days ago. For openers,
he activated my perception of the harmonics of his voice, almost
like a feedback loop. For just a few seconds, I heard his voice
with more of my mind than usual, making it seem both resonant and
odd. Two days later he said, "What your parents did to you
is dents in your fender. What you really are is the hum of your
engine."
Over the years I've learned to sleep with one ear open, so to speak,
like an Indian in the wild west, and when I'm sleeping at the airport
before the cabs are sent out of the holding lot to pick up early
morning commuters, I wake up to the sound of an engine starting
next to my taxicab, meaning the line is beginning to peel out.
On Tuesday morning, when I was waking up to this sound, I had a
combination auditory-visual (Vision) I see what amounts to an electronic
display, underneath the chassis of something, with a line of yellow-green
electronic dashes igniting to the right, then downward in a slight
curve, as the car engine next to mine fires up. As that engine dies
back (from its initial starter-induced combustion,) the display
in my mind retreats to the left, the same way a volume display lights
up and retreats on a stereo. Except then with a flourish, the display
became six of seven similar displays, one underneath each other,
staggered, almost as a demonstration of my mind's virtuoso, however
I see on another level of awareness, it is creating multiple displays
because multiple taxicabs are starting their engines! (Fin)
There's something in my mind, closely related to the part of me
that dreams at night, capable of producing such displays, which
I experience as visions. It works at the edge of sleep. It is extraordinarily
creative, using precise elements of design, similar to geometric
patterns, or Persian rugs, high resolution, frequently breathtaking
color, honey-laden sensations, and intelligence.
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