The Eyes of The Shepherdess

This post could be called "Sailing Past The Sirens"

"I saw a big circus tent, and I crawled over to it and lifted the canvas and looked inside."

"What did you see?"

"Everything!"

-- as retold by Johnny W.

I have an announcement, W.J. lied to me....there was no circus tent! There was just this ominous smokey cloud that came in from the west that engulfed me in a transforming matrix of alternating metallic colors, orange and blue vibrating into red and white and back again. The pattern was an apple-core quilt style with a dot right in the center of each piece. The quilt wrapped around me and my sympathetic vibrating harmonized with the nano-colors as fabric passed through me destabilizing everything I have ever known to be true.



At some point, I realized I had entered a portal of infinity with nothing to hold on to. I was scared shitless as every molecule in my body was vibrating at bee speed, and getting louder. I also knew that I was on my own, all alone, and if I did not make it back, I would be folded by this undulating matrix into the fossil record of infinity.

For reasons of safety and self preservation, I moved away from the vortex, not sure if I was pulling this new reality with me, contaminating other areas, or if its gravity was weakening. Time and space were definitely stretching. Only at this point did I wake my other and ask for help, only to confront an enraged archetype that had been summoned from hell against her wishes. I was standing naked before Isis, and it was not pretty.