Dark Side

I wonder what it would be like to travel to the other side. Experiencing the unknown of the dark side of life. Through the years, I have had requests by some to come and join them on their journey to the unknown depths of the cosmos. I want to go and find for myself what really is beyond this earth of ours, not just in my dreams.

Have I left it too long? I think not, as I am more aware of life’s different paths and where they can lead. I have left my passive ways and I am open to so much more at this point in my being, separating myself from the mundane continuation of everyday goings on. 

Yes, I have decided to travel to the dark side.

Much expectation runs through my thoughts as I prepare for the journey. A mystifying unfamiliar flight. Will I find the dark side is different for everyone?

It does not matter, I am doing this for me.

I want to understand and indulge in every aspect there is to learn and discover what my friends have called probing, exploring things far beyond earthbound beliefs. They say we are a spec of light in the whole civilization of outer space.

Finding a freedom of travel through my mind is much more exhilarating than earth travel in a capsule or vicariously through a telescope. I leave my earthly self far behind with open anticipation and eagerness of what I may discover beyond the reach of the ordered psyche.

I am acutely aware of my extrasensory perception and try to develop it daily. I enjoy letting my thoughts and dreams wander, playing games within my head, others unaware, while seeing what happens in different circumstances and scenarios. 

 

When I lie in the grass, looking up farther than the eye can see, I cannot be the only one to seek answers beyond our horizon? Where is the horizon? I want to daydream about what I am missing in the vast space beyond. And go there. 

The universe has so many questions. Will I have more knowledge when I move on to the unknown? Will I have the thought transference to pass on to someone that is still living here earth-bound?

Do I need to or should I be content to travel on my own?

What will I discovery on this dark side. 

Perhaps myself.

Another Trip

I went traveling last night. It did not take long to see friends.

Friends waved as I went past in a hurry to meet up with a man who I had long conversations with on many nights. He had been very vague about himself, but seemed to know all about me, never giving away much about his own history. This person intrigued me and  I wanted to find out more.

He was sitting beside what looked like some sort of black streamline space ship, he beckoned me to come sit. He said he had waited for many nights for me to arrive and thought I was going to miss going on a mission with him to places most would never dream existed. In a moment, we were sitting side by side, traveling through space.

A strange body with a glow about it appeared speaking in a language that I could not understand and my friend told me, I had to buckle up. Two people hovered in the background, they were dressed weird with skintight clothing showing how thin they really were. Using sign language to communicate rather than speak. An uneasy feeling washed over me.

We arrived at our destination and a crowd of small dwarf like people surrounded the ship. Jabbering amongst themselves dressed all the same, in bright colors matching the others from the ship. They all stared at me. We were taken to a facility underground with many doors and most had panels, using swipe cards to enter most had lettering in different codes I assumed they had meaning to those who understood. My friend said I looked anxious, and not to worry, all they wanted was to take some slides of me and some blood sample as they did many experiments here on us humans.

What had I gotten myself into? Would I ever get home to earth? Was my friend really a friend or had he been told to bring me here, could I trust this man? He took me into a sterile room handing me a gown, telling me once I changed to lie on a thin slab that was in the middle of the room. Then a sliver like object was injected into my arm and I was no longer conscious.

I woke to a humming in my head, we were back on the ship-moving fast in space. My so-called friend had disappeared.

 

Had aliens abducted me?

Wakening , I was sure that the red mark on my  body was shaped  like a triangles.