Death

Today my stepdad passed away. He was 79, a Vietnam vet, a devoted patriot to this forsaken country. He passed away from advanced Alzheimer’s & cancer. Brutal way to go. He was in pain, lost, but now he’s Home, & his life here in this 3d matrix, complete. This whole death thing is very surreal for me. I’ve lost countless friends to drugs, a few to car accidents, a few relatives also lost to degenerative diseases and/or ailments. It’s made me numb, which I do not know if I feel good or not about that. We’re all going to cross that bridge someday. ALL OF US…unless the so-called elites have some kind of thing that keeps them alive for centuries. Even then, eventually the day comes, which was the point of my prior statement. What happens? This question will haunt you your entire life if you let it. Born to die, & what comes next?…no one really knows do they. If it’s anything like DMT, which is released upon moment of death, then it’s essentially an inter-dimensional homecoming, back to the Source, The Great Well of true Light energy, & there’s no pain, no body, no concept of even being here in 3d anymore. Pure spiritual bliss, with an energy “body,” for lack of a better word. It’s like dreams, but dreams you can control. Keep in mind, that’s an if, & I say IF, it’s anything like smoking DMT. You come back when you smoke it here, but when you die, you stay, in that endless subconscious Eden, surrounded by spiritual beings in an atmosphere of ultimate benevolence.

I’ve read so many stories of NDEs(Near Death Experiences), & although many have similar aspects, there’s no two experiences that definitively illustrate the dimension one goes to upon their final breath. Many say they see “others,” also something that happens often on DMT. Many see they see themselves in severe trauma, watching with no pain, but were told by someone they had to come back, & so they did. Now this scenario I can definitely ascribe to because I lived this myself. When I was 5 or 6, I was playing Tag with other kids while my parents were inside. I wasn’t paying attention, & I fell face-first into a flight of cement stairs. My to teeth went through my bottom lip, blood everywhere, total chaos horror, & so they rushed me to the emergency room. They immediately started operating, & I watched them operating on my broken face. It was like those circular rooms with curved rows for people to spectate, like a doctor’s stadium, & I was sitting there, watching myself. being operated on. Next to me, there was a…presence…& this presence was comforting me, telling me not to worry. I have no idea who it could have been, but they were so calming. Just this person & myself watching the doctors save my face. Now either that was an intensely vivid hallucination…or…it really happened, like it happens to many others.

If repeated incarnations in order to balance & elevate your consciousness is real, we’ve all died already…many, many times before. I did a hero’s journey a few weeks back & I went all the way back to what might have been a million years. It was very similar to the movie Altered States, minus the physical transformation into a proto-human primate. I wasn’t primal, not an animal, it was like a freeze-frame in time of the first time I used my head to reason out that there was something much bigger & more powerful than myself controlling the Universe. I was in a jungle; I could feel the humidity, I could hear the jungle noises. There was a jaguar with me, possibly my eternal spiritual feline sidekick, & we were in a stream. I looked up at the Moon, & that was the moment my mind…began. I looked at my reflection in the stream, I felt my own energy pumping through my veins, I felt alive like never before, with so much information was pouring in. Once the spark inside fires, your own personal Pandora’s box opens, & there’s no stopping the revelations & realizations that manifest from that spiritual H-Bomb exploding in the computer on your neck. Leveling up, leveling up, one foot after another. Round & round in the park, underneath a midnight Moon.

I’m going to wrap this up for now. It’s been quite a day. One of those days that alters one’s circle in a dramatically dynamic way. I am still numb, at the moment. If anything. I’m a bit confused. Seen death so many times, ye still confused about the surreality of it all, thus being numb. In the end, it’s all just a flash. Your own birth, your youth & the youthful innocence of being a child, you hit the teenage years with guns blazing nothing to lose, then one day you’re middle-aged, the next day you’re old, the next day you’re gone, all in a whip of the wind. Okay, I’m done for now. Until next time, be good Fishheads…🎏