This story is an account of a personal experience of the mystical nature of life.. It is something which has both inspired and confounded me fore more than a few years now. I have no motives with sharing this information save for documenting this strange and interesting voyage into the causal realm. I say that because many things appear to me to be signs of synchronicity. Many things linked in a chain, related to each in a story that is still telling itself. The following passages are a transcription of notes that i wrote on the morning of August 21st 1988. The night prior to this I had a very strange experience indeed. A curiosity which I can only recall now like a distant memory but an experience which had the distinction of being like nothing I've ever felt or had been through before. I can only describe this experience as a vision. I was not dreaming. I was wide awake. Nor was I on any mind altering substances. These notes are a word for word translation of the event. I scribbled these notes down hurriedly while working the next day..
8/21/98
Last night I laid in bed silently, motionless and with my eyes closed. I took an objective look at my mind by letting it work freely and stepping back to observe. I neither initiated nor manipulated the images or sounds that played in my head. These thoughts must have been formed by the subconscious as "I" was not controlling them. I watched as the images shifted and morphed effortlessly into each other and I tried to observe how the working of the mind felt. I can recall one  image which stands out and one phrase which I at once heard and saw written in my head. I was watching the changing scenery when I felt my mind begin to work at incalculable speeds. Like going from 0-60,000 in what was less than a second. What stopped it was 1. I felt like it was going out of control and 2. I focused on the thought "mass in the high room" which I heard and saw, then it was back to 'normal'. I must also mention that before this I felt as if I was in a different state of mind which I can only describe as somehow detached from the mundane for about 1/2 hour until I laid down. Anyway, at this point something distracted my (anti-)focus and when I set about to quieting my 'self' again I began to become acutely aware of the vibrational quality of my brain. I again took the passive role and let the vibration rise in speed. As it rose I heard a ringing in my ears and the pressure inside my forehead increased. This was a very real sensation. I was slightly distracted several times but I was able to raise vibration again.I began to see a dim spectrum of colors with purple-white bolts of energy on the sides. At one point I thought I saw my third eye chakra as this purple white energy.I felt the change in vibrational quality and examined how it felt when it was raised or lowered I lowered it to its lowest point only to  find I could not bring it back up. I remember wondering if I had done something wrong. When I stopped thinking about it I was back to normal.
This was all somehow tiring, not physically but something about it took effort, even though it was without effort. Therein lies the trick. When I first let go of control even the act of letting go was an act of control. Somehow seperating all these things while still keeping it all together is key.This is true creativity as it touches the innermost core of things and is not corrupted by the 'rationale' of human thought. This is the sort of thing that one experiences on a hallucinogen like lsd without any conscious thought of it. It happens naturally as certain barriers are dismantled and one flows with things in a natural rhythm. I wondered if this was all some kind of trick of the mind, but the experience was as real as any other and I have no reason to doubt its authenticity. It is the natural progression of things. One must abolish all fear and self-consciousness in order to trancend. A feat easier said than done as man has the fear of the unknown built into its makeup..... <edited>.....Evolution happens in spurts and is only due to some imminent change ,that is to say it is seemingly reactionary. When the time is right, then things happen. Right now humanity is at a crossroads. There must be change. The old ways have been shown to be manacles of opression. Mankind must be emancipated from this mental slavery before we near racial suicide. I've seen some of these truths and I feel it is my responsibility to go deeper and unconver my true potential, just as it is for everyone. I wish I had kept a detailed account of past revelations and experiences particularly with empathy but all information is stored forever in the subconscius and only needs to be rediscovered. We have been conditioned to repress this information, but it will resurface. I can already see how each generation is more mindful of these issues. The aquarian age, as it is called, received much attention in the sixties,but it is happening now. They call us slackers, but it is only because we feel disconnected with the world we have been forced to live in. Change is hard and will be met with the stiffest opposition. Humanity's greatest war will be fought in the minds of the coming generations.
This basically describes the process I experienced that night. During this experience, while going through the 'stages' of vibrational quality, I was drawn to one specific vision. It accompanied the phrase "mass in the high room", which I had at once seen and heard  at the same time in my mind. The two were connected in some way. From what I remember it appeared to be as a black (somehow reflective ) pyramid seemingly split down the center very slightly. Behind the top of it was a red circle, and there were two vague angled shapes in the foreground which I could not accuratelty discern. I was impressed with the feeling that it was either a place or a way to a place. It also had the distinguished feeling of it being 'shown' to me and it had a marked impression of being completely 'extra'terrestrial. I drew a loose rendition of it the following day along with the above notes.
While drawing the sketch I was distracted momentarily as my mind focussed on the word "eucharist" which spontaneously popped into my head. It was a word I had heard at one time or another but not a word I was very familiar with, and certainly not a word I would be accustomed to using in any form of conversation. I had a vague idea of what it meant but referred to the dictionary for a better understanding.
eucharist: 1.communion 2. spiritual communion with god from the greek
meaning gratitude-grateful,thankful ..eu - well + kharizesthai, to show favor <kharis, grace
This particular experience baffled me for some time and I sought many explanations for it. Some had described to me that is an activated merkaba field based on the geometrical designs as well as the specific effects such as thinking at very high rates of speed. This is a suitable enough explanation but still something that is more theory than actual knowledge. This experience in itself was enough to send my imagination off into the great unkown but it did not end there, and from where I stand now I do not think it is over yet (4/05/2002). Approximately two years later the visual impression again emerged out of nowhere. I was completely surpised by its re-emergence and the plot of this mystery had thickened considerably. The following is the continuation of the story.
William was a co-worker at my job at that time. We were not really what you would call friends or close in any way. Merely aquaintences in an office environment. He was a Christian and I am whatever I am, and we would talk now and then about religion. Although I don't think he really understood all the things I talked about I feel like some of it hit home with him. I hope he took something beneficial away from our brief encounter, I know that I certainly did. I only knew him for a span of a few short months. During that time he got married and took time off from work to go on his honeymoon. Unfortunately I cannot remember the exact name of the place but it was somewhere in the northern part of Mexico. He would later recount to me how on his honeymoon he and his wife happened upon an artist in the street. The man spoke very little English at all, but told William that the picture he was painting was "the meaning of life". For some reason William thought of me when he saw that picture, we were not friends, just temporary employees at the same business, and whats more he was on his honeymoon, far removed from that environment. The implications of that scenario I will leave for your speculative mind. William was, for some reason, prompted to purchase this picture, and he brought it all the way back from his honeymoon in Mexico to give to me, a virtual stranger. When he returned to work the following week he gave me the picture and I cannot describe to you the perplexing emotions I felt as I gazed at it and listened to him recount his experience. As you can see it is astonishingly similar to the vision I had seen nearly two years prior. The exact meaning and implications of this picture I have not yet fully understood. Ive been told that telling this personal story is somehow supposed to 'leak' its personal energy, its power, but I feel differently. I think it is a very intriguing and very true experience that will not only continue my search for truth but may well inspire others to honestly explore thier internal and external experiences of synchronicity and discover what a very strange and wonderfully interconnected world we inhabit.
Peace. Seek truth.
~Wayne~"RageOfAges"
8/10/02  While watching a television show about crop circles which i suppose was prompted by the release of the movie Signs, I caught a glimpse of one crop circle imparticular that matched the symbolism in the painting. It depicted the sun rising behind a pyramid split down the middle. I am not normally concerned with crop circles at all as they can be hoaxed quite easily, although i will not say that some of them cannot be real as well. I will try to find a picture of it and post it here. This particular crop circle was found on 6/21/01 in East Field, Alton Barnes in Wiltshire.
11/13/03 Some new insights have occurred to me regarding this painting and vision. In many ways the symbolisms and the impressions I felt during the initial vision have steered me in the direction of certain esoteric ideas regarding humanity's emergence into the universe. For as long as I can remember I have held in the back of my mind the notion that humans as a species were not naturally evolved here on this planet. What occurrs to me is that we are a hybridized race. A being split down its center, divided by oppositional genetics. Is it any mystery that we as a race are divided in our being? We are led by our dual nature in a circular path. What I have always felt , for longer than I can remember, is that humanity is both earthly and extraterrestrial. There is a wealth of information to find in relation to this idea. There are implications in every culture and every religion. I won't waste time in trying to plead a case for its relevance because it is not something I feel I need to prove to anyone. It is just simply something I have always felt in my mind to be true. That being said I feel that the symbolisms here and the vision itself could be related to the mythical dark star, Nibiru. There are of course other details of my life which lead me to this inevitable doorstep as well, but this sequence of extraordinary events which I have tried to decribe to you here is, I feel, directly related to this phenomena of our biogenesis. None of these things can be proven by me to be absolutely true. There is no book or source of authority to acknowledge or confirm these feelings. In this bizarre and strange world of psychic experience we have only our intuitions to guide us.