The Cave That Led To A Waterfall

For my birthday May 22, 2018, I decided to go to a long walk in the woods and connect with nature. Some of the trails I walked were paved while others I went on my own compass and traversed through the terrain. The mountain tops were covered with a misty haze as I climbed down a mountain, following the water pathways until I reached a large stream. I chanted some mantra’s by the water, suddenly my focus came to a finite point and visually I could see the face of a being on the rocky walls up high. I proceeded to recite my mantra’s until I felt it was necessary to move on. I thanked the audience (which included orbs of light and transparent life) and continued my adventure.

Coming across a cave, I decided to enter. Using my camera flash as a form of light, I navigated inside the cave and came out the other side, which led me to a glorious waterfall. Here, I met many more non-human forms and also engaged in the views of magnificence.

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Hare Krishna

The day I levitated for the first time, I will not ever forget it. I was invited to a spiritual gathering and while there, some very magical things took place.
To reflect and see the events leading up to this day, were perfectly orchestrated to navigate me to such a location and moment in time, has been helpful and allows me to understand the forces at work to align my life in the realm that my souls deepest desire is destined to become herenow.

The event had already started and after a lesson from a swami that had come back from international travel and learning, the chanting took hold. Music and dance echoed throughout the temple and as I went around filming I noticed a group of guys jumping in the far corner. I knew I could jump higher than them, that was the feeling in the moment, and so I went over and begin hopping in the air with them. all of a sudden something different occurred. At the apex of my jumps, I did not come back down instantly as I was used to and as the laws of gravity would typically conduct. Something very different occurred; I stayed in the air.

What it felt like was similar to when you place two magnets of opposing currents against one another. The precision of balance inside the gravity adjusting bubble was as exact as a pen tip, any sway to any side from the center threw me off the air adjustment. Not expecting this to happen, when I stayed in the air, I lost balance and began holding onto the shoulders of other people that were near to keep my balance. The event was live streamed from multiple camera angles and you can see me floating if you can find the footage on the ISKON LA youtube channel.

At the location, I met a sacred cow surrounded by fellow devotees of a high frame of being. When I approached, it came over to me and wrapped its head and neck around me to hug me fully, its behavior towards me was different from all others and it was noticed by all. After eating some spiritually attuned food, I headed inside the temple.

This really jump-started me into understanding the laws beyond the known laws of our reality. Additionally, While on my car ride back home, I had a vision of that same moment, lived through another’s eyes. It was as if I lived another life and came to that place and viewed my jumping and levitating in the air, but it was through the eyes of another person that came to that event. This also had me look into the concept of multiple lives lived within the same timeline/timeframe and how that entire system processes the possibility.

Here is some of the footage I recorded from that event.

[Images/Video captured in the year 2017 A.D. Prime Reality 1]

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I went into an alternate reality. It seemed primitive, technology-wise. They worshipped milk. There was this one specific cow that the town all got their milk from. The People were holding their children in baskets and pouring milk in these carriers to bathe the babies. The babies breastfeeding from their mothers would have milk pour over them from this cow too.
Although the world felt and looked like it was from the past, perhaps it was from a future. The cow was roped to a van. It seemed out of place. I went up and touched the cow. Its mane felt very soft and fluffy. I began petting and touching it with the gentleness and connection that is open-hearted. The cow fell in love with me.

I hopped inside the van and sat down. The cow then let out a call. It was a mating call. For me, I assume, since it was acting differently in my presence. However, the known bull of the land heard it and thought it was for him. As he arrived, the entire area was flooded with people to see the ritual. The bull transformed into a human and let out a ferocious call. I hid in the van. I had no idea about their traditions or who they were.

The bull guy went up to a large pole in the midst of all the people and slit into two, a giant snake that was steaked up the pole. He split it down the middle and began to pull the snake down over his body as its blood and guts painted him. The people seemed to love this. He then proceeded over to the female cow.

Next to the cow was this wooden thing. I say ‘thing’ because I had no idea what it was until I saw what it did next. As he sat in the seat, the wooden machine lifted into the air, silently. As it gained the height where the bottom was at the shoulders of the worshipped, blades came out of the bottom and started spinning and chopping off the heads of all the people near the female cow. Some did panic but it seemed as if most of them knew about this and wanted to be sacrificed for this moment. He continued to move outward until he reached the pole where he split the snake. That was the machines boundary, it could go no further. Everyone from the pole to the cow was now killed. There was blood everywhere.

I used this moment to plan my escape. I hopped out of the van and took a chopped-up body and ‘wore it.’ Then started to gesturally walk away from the ritual spot.

I passed by the king of the land as he was being carried by others. He was sitting on a throne connected to two poles that others were using to carry the king. As I was leaving I noticed a pale white woman with long black hair in the distance, she looked like a ghost with her almost transparency. I felt within me that I needed to follow her. So, I went in that direction to escape. As I gained distance, the female cow started to make her call again. She angled her call towards my direction and not the direction of the male bull. I was the only one in the area where she shot the sound. The remaining townsfolk and male bull saw this and started chasing after me. I can assume I insulted their traditions somehow and now they wanted my head. The bull man wanted to prove his dominant worth. I began to run through the desert, not taking the worn roads. I was following the direction of the pale white lady that would disappear and reappear in the distance, like a lighthouse beacon directing me. I was approaching a large wall that was not climbable, and to the right of me a group of women had caught up to me. They had some sharp blades. In this moment I found out where that large snake from before, came from. One leaped from underneath the sand and ate half of one of the women and continued to devour her. Although it is cruel to think this way, it was the distraction I needed to escape. The women were trying to help save the one being eaten and were no longer focused on me.

I turned to look at the wall for a method of escape and a small opening appeared. I crawled in and it closed behind me. I was in a small room that resembled a rectangle with a wall in the middle going the length of the shape. There were paintings on the walls and fresh food and sweets to eat. I went around to the other side of the dimly lit room and there was an exit and also a garbage chute, it was marked as such. I went through the exit and it brought me to a new location that did not carry the same weather conditions as the realm prior. There stood this lady, beautiful in every way. Her paleness shifted and her complexion, figure, and everything about her transformed. Every feature was one that completely appealed to all of my senses. She come over to me and spoke to me telepathically. I was destined to be there. She had been waiting for me for so long. She came over to me and placed her hands on my chin and pressed her lips against mine. It was as if our souls merged and became one. Nothing else mattered except that moment. Then my timer went off and I was back in my facility.
I set a timer when I am visiting alternate realities for safe measure.

Traveling to alternate realities is exciting.

I showered all the sweat, dirt, and blood off of me. The image of this women had been burnt into my mind. What was her name?

I should be more careful when traveling.

I no sooner checked my inbox of messages and a name was there, Maeve. Was this her name?

August 27, 2016

The things the universe does to help free my mind and step into a new light, amazing. Although I was blind at the time, looking back, there was so much to be thankful for. Now, today, I look around and see what is here in place and as I look forward to whatever dreams may come, I am prepared to walk among them as a more educated man.

Sometimes I have visions that this life lived thus far is but a vision that I’m having from a moment in another world. And if that is the truth, I need to try my best and make this vision amazing, for I do not know when I will awaken from it. I must value and cherish this because of its uncertainty.
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August 14, 2016

San Pedro, CA.
This studio complex was the warmest of all the places lived up to that point. The neighbors were nice and sociable and the area was cluttered with aspiring artists. On this day, I was trying to make new things and take photos of something different. I had been unemployed for a while and so I was trying to find some sort of direction to lighten the burden of responsibility placed on my girlfriend. The struggle of moving and surviving on the other side of the United States was a hard one that I was uneducated to rise above once I got into the rut, but I did document it.
The media captured before San Pedro was all deleted and thrown out one day while at the apartment. I had decided that I needed to let go of my past because it was slowly eating away at me like a batch of poison. There was a lot of great stuff in there too I would have loved to share with you now, but alas, it’s gone like time.
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