Joined: June 2007
|Posted: Aug. 11 2007,10:31 am
Yihh - thats what I was told the place was when I asked. I have found roots/origins of this word in italian and
jewish language searches, moreso italian. Even came across user members of forums that named themselves Yihh.
Still I am not finding suitable definitions for the word. I only have 1/2 my library with me but I could have
sworn it was a name of a chakra center in kaballah. But if so it's a minor center in one of those more super
detailed books, you know the type. Maybe I'm wrong maybe my mind connected me with the word for other reasons
1st time I went there I didn't dream or be aware of the beginning of the dream/state so I came in late as it were.
Rolling hills and dark trees and vegitation much like the realms in some of my fantasy writings actually now that
I come to think of it. emoticon
Fog, fairly thick to very thick but after wandering in between hedges and trees I eventually came to a large round
well with a stone structure built about it, pillars, etc.
A figure in misty, hard to see soft black robes and I had spoken, perhaps im getting my timeline confused and he
lead me there. We talked, I asked questions but kept my guard. I felt nothing too threatening from him, he was
sorta "not there" in a way, but hell i'm on the astral - lol
He told me to wait for the others and we did. We looked up at the stars and eventually he motioned for me to sit
at the benches within the pillard structure that circled the well, providing a sorta roof like structure that was
hollow in the center so we could see up to the stars.
Eventually they all arrived slowly and sat in thier respective chairs, each with thier backs up against the thick
pillars. They were all robed and cowled in the same misty dark but soft black to dark grey robes and had darkness
where thier faces should be.
They let me ask questions - many I forgot in my conscious now. They answered and told me they could help me. They
said they wanted to come here and tell them tales of woe as they put it. Meaning really my woe and somehow if I
talk to them they can help.
I was apprehensive and wondered if things might seem nice now but not down the road so I told them I had to think
about it, also it was my first time here and I needed to look around and get used to the place. They understood
and said something flatly practical and reassuring, but didn't push the issue.
The first figure lead me out and thru and between the hedges and brambles to a spot where I could "fade out" - we
talked some more and he said he would know when I arrived and help guide if I needed back to the well.
2nd and 3rd times came more recently as that was years ago and I remember little save the second time I made it to
the well by myself, it was really a short distance but hard to see in the fog and eternal night this place was
I saw the first, again and we spoke. I told him I was visiting and exploring the realm he seemed calmly pleased.
He didn't ask about the agreement at all and I did see the others. I told him I wanted to gather with them again
and chill. I dont think they were all here this time - I remember late arrivals and an empty stone bench or two. I
enjoyed thier dark company and did not feel anything overly aggressive or dark or deceitful. They were just
hollow, mournful souls in this place whatever it is - a rift in my consciousness using faved imagery from my love
of dark fantasy, etc. etc. - however not to digress too much. - one persons meme's and imagery is just as valid
as another is true to them. so -
I am probably being overly cautious in exploring more and going back there - there is something in them, they
arent just average spirits/entities. I feel deeply in my mind and my gut that this place is just a small slice of
the realms of death. It's a beautiful, melancholy place, a non-place like the in-between walls/realms I have
talked about before. Fractals of dimensions that are a day dream in a speck of dust you concentrate on in the
sunlight for only 4 sec. - thats how "light and airy" this place feels. It's a shadow realm, though not too
distantly from there and sort of all around you can feel azreal/charons/ etc. presence as well as the dead
themselves. I know there has got to be a graveyard close by - I just know it!!! - lol , k I'll be fine.
Anyway - last time I was there I was hovering and not on the ground. I believe someone was with me - possibly I
think it was my brother which is ludicris because he doesent get into this stuff anymore and is sorta afraid of it
- but it seemed like it was him to me.
I saw a battle scene, carnage really with fire and people fighting. I did see the 1st as I have come to call him.
I felt like I was in one of those late rennisance paintings by that same guy that did dante's inferno, just not
quite that wild.
The 1st wasnt worried by it and I think I realized I was far east or west or something of where I wanted to go. It
was hard to hear him with all the noise but I told him I wanted to come more often and learn more of him and the
place and he said to just keep trying I would get my sea legs back ( I used to be much more in tune with my
astral/ethereal voyages but have fallen out of practice and have difficulties staying out long, ...etc. )
Soon after I broke off and had to reboot *sigh* - I woke up/broke trance.
I will always check this place out - but what say ye? Should I weave them tales of my sorrows? Do you trust them?
"the only clear view is atop the mountain of your dead selves....." - peter j carroll