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Dreaming Out of Body: A Spiritual Journey

My consciousness left my body and flowed like a playful river over falls, experiencing exhilaration. I felt my spirit energy slow and thicken as it gathered cells and molecules to express a new flowering of life on Earth. I realized I had taken a physical form with heavy thinking and ego. Upon returning to my body, I found myself in a lake among ducks, so I joined their promenade by acting like a duck.

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Dreaming Out of Body: A Spiritual Journey

My consciousness left my body and flowed like a playful river over falls, experiencing exhilaration. I felt my spirit energy slow and thicken as it gathered cells and molecules to express a new flowering of life on Earth. I realized I had taken a physical form with heavy thinking and ego. Upon returning to my body, I found myself in a lake among ducks, so I joined their promenade by acting like a duck.

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Prelude to a Platypus 1987

Dreaming Out of Body

Like water, my consienceness was merging, melding easily, like a tickle-river


Cool and playful, swift and frothy, and then rocketing over Exhilaration Falls.

I feel a change happen; a change from pure sentient creator energy. Now a
slowing and a thickening of this very essence of I and us. This life, what this
energy is now. This slower vibration of spirit gathers molecules, cells together
and new flowering of life is expressed on this planet.

Heavy thinkingness and ego emerge. I feel the form my spirit has taken. A
physical form.

Eeee gads, A 3D world again! My spirit: enmeshed in flesh. Oh Bother!

I had drifted into a small lake, right smack in the middle of a mallard duck
promenade.

Well you know I had to jump in and make like a duck. When in Rome….

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