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@OBEler So what is it now? Thought your original statement was "I think aliens and ufos in this physical universe never visit this earth." and now you are showing me this video? Don't really get it. Assuming that there is only one single way UFOs look like, as if there would be one and only alien race is about the same as assuming we are the only ones in the universe.

I think aliens and ufos in this physical universe never visit this earth. We all have smartphones on earth and no one captured a good looking video of an ufo. Or does CIA contact you to delete it if you upload it on youtube? there is another area about alien entitys. like these entities on dmt, but these are not physical beings who fly an ufo.

lots of "reports" that alien contact likely to be confirmed to the masses this year. no shareable links which you will take to be authentic, so I won't share, but, 2020 is just getting started

I'm surprised to see how even open-minded people immediately reject the idea that aliens might be on earth. - Probabilities What is the probability that there are aliens out there? What is the probability that some of them are more advanced than us and are advanced enough to visit us? Is there a chance that they would visit as in a way that we don't notice them? - Evidence Probably millions of UFO sightings. OBE reports talking about aliens NDE reports talking about aliens Remote Viewing reports talking about aliens Some Psychedelics reports talking about aliens Many thousand alien abduction reports Some psychic people seeing aliens chanelled material confirming about aliens. Countless ancient scriptures hint at aliens The majority is probably fake or by deluded people, but all of it? Interesting is that a lot of what people report corresponds to what others report. For example: The Reptilians and the Grays are probably the most commonly reported aliens. They are described in a similar way from most of the above-mentioned sources/reports. I let you decide to evaluate the probability that aliens might actually be here on earth.

Me i am all of this its just me all alone i am everyone how am i so beyond myself people have knowledge so beyond me that i cant access but they are me so why cant i access it by this i mean for example think of an alien that is in the 5th dimension how is the higher being so beyond me but i am the higher being but why cant i access that part of me ?

Soooooo. I like smoking 5-MeO. A lot. Like a lot lot. Whenever I plug things I get this uncomfortable feeling of something alien, burning being in there. DPT, 5-MeO-DMT. It makes it really hard. Unnecessarily hard. It's not a "I need to go to the toilet kind of feeling". It is also not a "I just need to relax" kind of uncomfortable feeling and then it will go away. It always was more of a "Get this fucking shit out of my fucking asshole" kind of uncomfortable. I just smoked 15mg and it was really smooth. It was actually benevolent. Cleansing. I was just lying there. No need for bilateral symmetry. I was lying symmetrical but had no desire to move. Just relax. Lie on my bed. When it started to hit the all familiar taste/smell of 5-Meo hit me. Very similar to the taste of regular NN-DMT. It felt very similar to Kundalini. Just much gentler. There was no feeling of drowning, suffocating or any form of dying. It just washed over me. Very nice. Finally a tool that doesn't add to the illusion but actually chops away at it. Remove all the baggage, all the words, thoughts, energies, blockages, memories, feelings, explanations, models and stuff that just doesn't work or lead me anywhere. Thanks. I plan on upping the dosage slowly. Take it slowly and steady this time. No need to take 60mg in a dark room and scare myself to death so badly that I wake up in the middle of the night with the feeling of suffocating and not being able to breath. Slow and steady. I have time. It's not like I am going to die tomorrow. And even if. So be it. I am at peace.

So decided to try sleeping by crossing ma legs and meditating. Just saw some things that induced lots of fear. Became conscious that the entire physical universe is a thought as expected. So there are helicopters that always fly around at night because I live near an airforce base... became conscious that this was an entire thought story, and the only real thing going on is the sound. And the mind is making up the rest. Became conscious that sleep was imaginary This is where fear started occuring. Just as an experiment to see how false the physical world is, decided to try and replace the thought story of helicopters flying around with a story of helicopter aliens abducting people. Started actually hallucinating that this was actually happening. Literally started hearing people screaming and started seeing flashing lights coming from the window. Started hallucinating that I got up from my room and exited the house and saw alien helicopters abducting people. Existential fear of being abducted was very real, because it was a hallucination. It was deliriant. The only reason why I knew it was a hallucination was because it was different to the physical universe... but thats the thing, this literally was AS real as the physical universe. And thats why it was scary. It could have easily have been as real as the physical universe, and it could have changed the world as I knew it. No doubt in my mind I came close to permanently living in an alternative dimension for real. Next fear: As the physical universe faded, and as sleep faded, as the mind entered deep sleep, the entire universe went to a void. A massive void. Much bigger than a typical zen void. I felt like I was going to a place, completely foreign, and would never ever come back to physical reality. The I was dying rapidly. Again its super scary because all of maya, rven beyond the physical, seems to dissolve, and there's a strong existential fear of not knowing if you will come back. As that happened I pulled back into this dream. And went into my bed. I don't think these experiences are excuses to not do the practices. I'm sure you guys go through this on psychedelics. How to overcome such fears?

I've got a new theory! This one is highly speculative. The theory is that the coronavirus is an exosome, not a virus. Bruce Lipton has a video about exosomes! Lipton is an expert on cells. And exosomes are produced by the human body, not some alien invaders. Although I guess exosomes can be transmitted from a person to other people, but it's not a viral effect, meaning the spread is only one step. Because exosomes cannot replicate or multiply. However, when many people have the same belief collectively, then all of the individuals will produce the same kind of exosomes! That's my speculative guess for now. And since the exosomes are messengers, they can replicate on the meme level, meaning on the information level, and spread virally that way.

Ego is God imagining it is not God but a human. God is free to imagine itself to be anything: a rock, a tree, a coffee table, a kangaroo, a man, a woman, an alien, or... it can be aware that it is God. It's like when you play a video game so hard you forget you are a human. Well, God is playing your life so hard right now that it forgot it is God. As soon as you remember, that will be Awakening.

Kerry Cassidy said that when Trump talks about the "wall" he sometimes speaks in code. She also talked about Grey aliens and things like that. Do I believe in Grey aliens? No, but even Kerry may speak in code! Pretty tricky, eh? I think some alien abductions stories are true but that they are so-called MILABs, military abductions, where black op projects pretend to be space aliens. Anyway, by the "wall" being code I came to think of the building of the world cocoon when the global ego, the caterpillar, has grown enough and is about to start a transformation into a butterfly, to use Bruce Lipton's metaphor for the next evolutionary leap for humanity. I mentioned earlier that the coronavirus crisis could be the beginning of that cocoon, and that's why I connected it to the "wall".

So one could say because human societies run on "domination" dynamics, strong vs weak etc., the higher-consciousness people are deemed "out-of-the-norm", and thus whatever is "alien" is seen as a threat and destroyed? Like the White-cells in the blood, which recognize alien bacteria in the body and destroy it.

@WHO IS Personally I’m my view, because they threaten the very structure of predominate society. Most of our human civilisation is operating at such a primitive level of consciousness and as such, a highly conscious being undermines the establishment of this. “God“ like beings are so rare, so when one appears they will seem alien and will likely be attacked as such.

Awesome big thanks for this compilation. Man no matter if you believe in channeling or not Bashar/Daryl is one witty clear speaking Alien/Guy.

Nirvana is NOW. It's always actuality. It's God. @Nahm can you zen stick advanced mystical experiencers and alien lightworker allience trippers. I have reached advanced mystical states trippers too. DMT Goddess trippers and all that. That pride and arrogance of I am better then you because you know I like mind raping myself and I "know" more then you. Oh pls sir. Hit me too for all my BS too. Me making coffee for my hippie chick is exactly the same as you being whole universe or you entering Absolute state or you talking with alien from andromeda. Or channeling bashar's teachings.

You have to stop misleading people before its too late, we can see that you have been heavily manipulated and distorted by negative dimensional entities through the over-use and abuse of synthetic substances which open countless portals and karmic-bounds and trick you with false and mental awakenings but not true awakenings in which remain permanent. Only a true master understands how to stay protected and immune from these but a true master also does not play with synthetics because he/she understands the laws of nature and creation and that only natural psychedelics provide an almost karmic-free experience void of false-portals and awakenings. Your energetic frequency is heavily distorted by NAA(Negative Alien agenda) and you are misleading a lot of people. I suggest to terminate all your projects and go fast in a cave for a month void of all interactions, chemically-laden food or use of any technology. You have been warned by the galactic council of light. Truth is what you must seek, void of substances if you wish to find your enlightenment. Until then, we highly advise to stop with your false-projections or you will not succeed in your mission. P.S You can fully awaken even without meditation. Shivai

I attach here my recent trip report with some insights below: Insights: #1) I might be a CAMERA just looking at reality, experiencing reality. My thoughts are not me, but perceptions passing by and entering the scope of the camera. #2) Reality stripped of the ego is UTTERLY MYSTERIOUS and ALIEN. It has no meaning but it also has a deep unknown nature, which is NOT the meaning we give it in our normal everyday life.

Hey! This is my first trip with Ketamine, to be precise the legal version of Ketamine (here in europe): 2FDCK. I have just one experience with dissociatives, precisely DXM, and you can find the report in my profile. This Keta experience, which is my first ever, was.... literally ALIENATING. But not a bad trip. It was utterly fascinating, DEEPLY MYSTERIOUS and deeply mesmerizing. It actually left me with MORE QUESTIONS than before. -- Technical data -- Empty stomach since 5 hours Night-time trip, around 3:00 AM 2 hours beforehand I assumed 500 ml of grape juice - the fruit's enzymes act as a slow-down for dissociatives, letting you have a longer high state I meditated 45 minutes before the session I did 15 mins of self inquiry just after meditation Dosage: 75 mg of 2FDCK >>> Plugged rectally (following all @Leo Gura 's tips for plugging) ---- THE EXPERIENCE ---- >> The quick start 5 minutes after the plugging, my body started to feel sleepy very fast, and I sat on the carpet of my bathroom with a nice lamp lighting to keep me calm. The first 2-3 minutes were still very "normal", I was still my old self, with still a very strong feeling of being "in control". Then.... after just 5 minutes.... IT PUNCHED me so hard!!!! BOOOOM!!! I had switched from a consciousness state of "it's ok, I'm still me, it's still same old reality" to "what?!? where am I? what is this existance? why?? why is this even real? why am I here?!?" It happened without even a transitioning! I literally switched from being "self-conscious" as always, to BEING without a concept of my self or a concept of "my reality". It's so weird, I can't describe it. It's not describable! >> The mystery movie I remember I was looking at the bathroom tiles and the bathrobe and they felt so ALIEN. These objects are my ordinary life objects, and they are so dumb and unnoticeable in my normal life... yet they were so mesmerizing and MYSTERIOUS! Oh god, the mystery!!! The bathrobe had these spirals (which it has in real life too), but... during the trip these spirals were so MYSTICAL and so UNEXPLAINABLE!!! It was like looking at an alien artifact, or a south american ancient artifact. By the way... 2F-K has no visuals, no sensory effects... it shows you reality as you perceive it daily, but what changes is the state of consciousness and the levels of ego. My ego was reduced A LOT, to about 30% of it. And my state of consciousness was of TOTAL MYSTERY, THRILLER-FEELING, like in a noir or psychological crime movie. It was deeply fascinating but slightly scary at the same time. My ears had this constant ringing, which was pretty loud, like some kind of static noise in my head. My mood was almost non-existant. I was very neutral, yet at the same time I was really puzzled and dumbstruck by the deep mystery of existing and witnessing reality. >> The insanity of existing (peak state) Since the assumption of the chemical, I never looked at the time, until the start of the comedown. Time was really slow... slow... slow... For some brief instances it looked like I was stuck in this eternity FOREVER, in that moment forever... and it scared me as hell. Then the absolute peak happened: I was 90% dissociated from my body and from my thoughts. My body was working all alone, without Billiesimon participating. My thoughts were passing by like clouds, and I didn't even notice them. For some brief minutes I WAS PURE WATCHING. I WAS PURE WATCHING. I WAS PURE WATCHING. I SEE. I AM THE ONE THAT SEES. I JUST SEE. I HAVE NO MIND. I CAN ONLY WATCH. This body is not even mine. These thougths are just random noise, what the hell?! This place... what is this place? What is reality? Why the hell do I exist? I am pure seeing, I am pure watching... why? This place... this house... this situation... this everything... WHY?!? NOTHING HAS A MEANING!!!! IT HAS NO MEANING!!! IT'S JUST SOME ALIEN PERCEPTION!! EVERYTHING IS AN ALIEN PERCEPTION WHICH HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME!!!! And I don't even know what "me" means. >> Ego kicked back a little . The need for security At some point I believe my EGO kicked in.... and I felt the need to brace my legs and body, like a child who's scared... I grabbed my phone, while my hands felt like random meat and bones, and NOT my body. I sent some messages to my friend. He was asleep. I found comfort in sending the messages, it felt a little bit more like reality was still the same old. I could barely talk, my instinct was telling me that talking made no sense, that my state of being should be enough to communicate with others. Why should I use words? Can't I communicate just by being? The use of words feels so alien and so weird.... I managed to send three short audio messages, with very few words like "nothing has meaning" or "reality is so alien to me", in a very calm, sloooooow and very neutral voice, almost like a ghost voice. >> The Source calls me I reverted back to keep meditating on the present moment, I realized that my ego was in the way of my true objective: finding the ego death. After some contemplation of the bathroom tiles and the flowers depicted... I felt this Void calling me... I understood that if I continued focusing on the present and meditating... I could have reached a state of basic ego death, some kind of void state. I could tell it was the case, because the more I was meditating , the more I felt like I was completely losing EVERYTHING. Time, space, identity, concepts of life, everything was melting away and I WAS BECOMING A CAMERA. The more I meditated the more I was becoming a NEUTRAL CAMERA, STARING AT THE WORLD. The call from the Source became loud (as it happened in my DXM trip) and then the entrance to the Void was offered to me. Even this time I refused... again.... As I approached the Void in my state of presence, an explosion of FEAR AND TERROR rushed into me, and my ego screamed at me to stop immediately. The terror was so strong that I started to mentally say "no no no no!!! not this time! I'm not ready!!! I might die!!" Again... Source closed off the entrance to the Void and I was left alone with my ego, feeling safe, feeling "as my old self", feeling somehow angry for not accepting the call. But it was so massive... the entrance was so massive... I never entered the void, but... JUST THE ENTRANCE WAS SO MASSIVE..... I couldn't stand it. I WANT to enter it, but I was not ready this time. I was not ready. At the end, as my ego regained power, my body had some nausea, some pain in the stomach, and some small bursts of terror, as my reality was coming back to normal. At the end, I regained peace and a very pleasant feeling of sleepiness. I went to bed. I was not ready. Just the entrance alone was so immense and scary... oh god. But I SWEAR I WILL ENTER!

Actively preventing change? Any progress you think we're making when a Democrat is in office is an illusion. Little things happen here and there, but if you take a step back, you get the same picture of a nation (and world based off it) in decline. Why? Because we keep doing the same thing over and over. Vote for the lesser of two evils. If an advanced alien race looked at our behaviors today they would think we are absolutely mental. We deserve so much better. But we don't demand that for ourselves, because we are traumatized, brainwashed, and generally hopeless. If we knew the power we truly had, we wouldn't tolerate this non-sense. We wouldn't compromise. The transition into a new era may look messy, but we have to face this one way or another. It doesn't have to be fueled by violence, anger, hate, etc. It can be a revolution based on love. Disobedience can be done right. So yes. Don't vote for the same old shit, you will get the same old shit results. You don't realize the power of your disobedience to the system. They want you very much to vote. Can't you tell? It maintains the story that we are in control. We are not. The entire election process is so thoroughly corrupt, inside and out, right down to the sources of information that inform you. Everyone is confused on what's true. I don't have all the answers, but I do know that it starts with honoring the potential that's within all of us, and backing that up with positive/loving thoughts and actions. Going along with the program and settling for the lesser of two evils, is the opposite of that. You may be right, but thinking only 4 years ahead at a time is short-sighted. Hundreds of thousands died all around the world because of Obama. He just picked up where Bush left off and actually accelerated our ruthless foreign policy that murders people for all the wrong reasons. In a thousand years time, we will look back on our country's actions and realize how insane we really were. You talk about devilry.. you support it every time you vote for the lesser evil, and every time you spread these opinions through your platform as if they were absolute truth. You're behind the curve here Leo, and you're too ignorant and frankly egotistical to see it. I suggest you add some books to your reading list that help you to understand things about this country that we don't like to talk about. If you aspire to get into 'conscious politics', please raise your standards. I love you and the content you create, but I had to say it like this because it seems you have a certain stubbornness with certain issues ❤️

Fulfillment don't even register as important once you're fully conscious that you're God. It can, but the whole point of do-nothing is that's supposed to be totally non-goal-oriented. You need to fully surrender and drop all expectation or desire for a result or a insight. If you're trying to gain an insight, you're not doing nothing, you're doing something. Do-nothing guarantees you no insight. But of course insights can arise spontaneously. You just have to accept that you won't get any for a while. With do-nothing you just sit, relax, and surrender all desire to manipulate your experience. And just be present. The key is surrender all tendencies to control your experience. And enjoy it. Relax! Drop all spiritual chasing or seeking. Drop the goal to become enlightened. At least during your sit. Trust that enlightenment will come to you. There is no higher entity than me. So to me channeling entities seems silly. If you want wisdom and advice, connect to God Consciousness and ask away. But be clear, you are talking to yourself. It can be very valuable. I channel insights from God frequently. I don't need some alien middle-man between me and God.

In the end I have decided to turn it into a diary, to keep track of the insighs during self inquiry. Here are the first two insights (I'm gonna post everytime something decent comes up). My final objective is finding WHERE I am and what I'm MADE OF. INSIGHT #1 (days ago) I did the "look at your hand" self inquiry, for 45 minutes. I got a lot of pretty intense psychedelic visuals on the hand itself, and the borders were melting with the inside of the hand. My hand felt very alien and as soon as I stopped the inquiry, the alien went back to normal. No "intellectual" insights, just visuals and alien sensations. INSIGHT #2 (yesterday) >>>> After 30 minutes of looking at my hand in movement (i was constantly moving it to see its shapes and forms)... I realized that I can't actually see the back of my hand!!!! I mean... you ALWAYS see the front appearance of an object!!!! "What are you talking about? You can turn your hand and see the back , or the inside, if you are looking at the back" That was the logical voice in my head. NO!!! You always look at some perfectly painted picture where the images are CONCEPTUALIZED to be the front/back side!!! Kids DON'T see the back of the hand when it's on the front, and to them the back doesn't exist until it shows up. But.... the back and the front are just LABELS!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! We have labeled some many aspects of the objects around us that we THINK that reality has a back side!!! At least from what I have felt in this session... there seems to be NO BACK SIDE to reality!!! What you see is what IS. I'm still not sure if this is right but... I've noticed that when the hands move, they are just shapeshifting, and we are just taught at school that they do not shapeshift, but they just turn around to the back. WHAT IF they ACTUALLY shapeshift on a screen?!?!??!

@Bill W what’s even an alien? An extraterrestrial....extra - sensory (third eye?) terrestrial - being Saw this the other day: dissecting the word human (hue-man)

There most likely is alien breatherians as it wouldn't surprise me that another lifeform has transcended the need for food to survive. Humans are probably the most fragile in the Universe. We need water and food or we are dead. We are too dependent.

@LfcCharlie4 Do I have ADD? Perhaps I do, I don't know for sure. What I do know is that I have been an incurable daydreamer for all my life who could never force himself to give a hoot about the more mundane aspects of life, especially about the mechanics of money-making and that kind of stuff. My diet is pretty decent for the most part; I am practically a vegetarian except for the fact that I eat a little bit of fish every now and then, and since I live in a place where fruits and vegetables are dirt cheap (read: perfectly suited for a chronically broke slob such as yours truly), I don't believe that malnutrition really is one of my problems. I have never been a gamer, and I definitely only use my phone if I absolutely have to (to this day, the concept of staring at your phone 24/7 is completely alien to me, but hey, different strokes for different folks I guess). However, I will admit that I probably spend a little too much time in front of my laptop chatting with all of you guys among other things, lol. But then again, I also spend a lot of time doing pretty much nothing - unless of course you regard meditating, walking around aimlessly outside or sitting in the park & watching the grass grow as doing something.

UPDATE >>> Session 2 and 3 2nd session No particular insights, just a slight sense of alien-hand, and a lot of monkey mind noise about "this is my hand, what the heck are you contemplating about?". 3rd session - HOLY F*CK!! OH MY GOD, if this insight is true... it means that a huge chunk of reality is a HUGE misconception! I don't know if it is true but... it seems to point to a very important insight. >>>> After 30 minutes of looking at my hand in movement (i was constantly moving it to see its shapes and forms)... I realized that I can't actually see the back of my hand!!!! I mean... you ALWAYS see the front appearance of an object!!!! "What are you talking about? You can turn your hand and see the back , or the inside, if you are looking at the back" That was the logical voice in my head. NO!!! You always look at some perfectly painted picture where the images are CONCEPTUALIZED to be the front/back side!!! Kids DON'T see the back of the hand when it's on the front, and to them the back doesn't exist until it shows up. But.... the back and the front are just LABELS!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!! We have labeled some many aspects of the objects around us that we THINK that reality has a back side!!! At least from what I have felt in this session... there seems to be NO BACK SIDE to reality!!! What you see is what IS. I'm still not sure if this is right but... I've noticed that when the hands move, they are just shapeshifting, and we are just taught at school that they do not shapeshift, but they just turn around to the back. WHAT IF they ACTUALLY shapeshift on a screen?!?!??! Let me know what you think about it... but I'm actually puzzled by this semi-insight.

The Native way of teaching, and passing of knowledge and wisdom was usually done through stories and story telling. One of the stories that they shared with me was a story about Jumping Mouse. I do not want to interpret the story for you because the meaning and essence of the story will resonate with each of you differently. Native teachings generally do not tell you what you should think, they leave the thinking up to you. I realize this story is lengthy, but give it a go! Please feel free to share your thoughts on this story. Jumping Mouse -- This is a Plains Indian Sundance story. There are many Versions. This one was told to Robin Ridington by his friend and teacher, Chuck Storm, Hyemeyohsts. One time there was a mouse who lived with other mice and this little mouse kept hearing a roaring in his ears. He couldn't figure out what it was. All the time, everywhere he went, as he went about his mouse's business, his little whiskers going, looking into nooks and crannies, gathering things, taking seeds from one place to another, he kept hearing this roaring and he wondered what it was. Sometimes he would ask the other mice, "I hear this roaring in my ears, what is it?" And the other mice always said, "We don't hear anything. You must be crazy, get back to work. Accumulate!" So, he got back to work, being a mouse, and did all the things that mice do, but he couldn't get the roaring out of his ears and finally he resolved that he would try to find out what it was. Very timidly he went just to the edge of where the mice were living around the roots of trees and bushes. As soon as he got outside of where the mice lived, he saw a raccoon and the racoon said, "Hello, little brother," and he looked up and said, "Hello, brother." And he said, "You know, I hear this roaring in my ears all the time and I wonder what it is." The racoon said, "Oh, that's easy. I know what that is, that's the great river and I go there every day to wash my food." Little Mouse was really excited because this was the first time that anyone had ever said that what he heard was real and so he started scheming in his mouse's way about how he would take the proof back to all the other mice and then they wouldn't think he was strange anymore. So racoon said, "Yes, I'll take you to the river," and little mouse followed along behind him. Finally, they got to the edge of the great river, to a little eddy on the great river, but little mouse had never seen anything like that before in his life, this fantastic expanse of water. Where mice live the only water, they see is rainwater and dew. They don't see big bodies of water, and to little mouse it was just immense and he timidly went up to the edge of the water. He looked in and he freaked because he saw a mouse in there! He jumped back but nothing happened and he looked again and he saw, yes, it's a mouse in there. He'd seen his own reflection for the first time. The racoon led him down to the bank of the river and at one place he put his hand in and tasted the water and finally the racoon said, "I have to go about my business and find food and wash it in the river, but I'll take you to a friend of mine." So, racoon took little mouse to his brother, Frog. There was a big green frog sitting on the edge of the river, sort of half in and half out. Little mouse said to him, "Hello, brother," and the frog replied, "Hello, brother." And they talked for awhile and the frog told him all about his life, about how he had been given the gift to live half in the water and half out of the water. He was all green on top and white underneath. He told little mouse, "When thunderbird flies you will always find me here but when winter- man comes I will be gone." That sounded pretty good to little mouse and then the frog said to him, "Do you want a medicine?" Little mouse said, "Sure, I'd like a medicine, yes." And then the frog said, "O. K., just crouch down as low as you can get and then jump up as high as you can jump." So little mouse did that. He got down as low as he could go and then he jumped up as high as a mouse could jump. And when he jumped up he saw the sacred mountains and then he fell back down and fell into the water. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before and he scurried out of the water and he was really mad. He said, "You tricked me, that's no medicine, I fell in the water." And the frog said, "Yes, you fell in the water. You're wet. But you're safe, you're alive, aren't you?" And little mouse said, "Yes, I am." And the frog said to him, "What did you see when you jumped up?" Little mouse said, "Oh, yes, yes. I saw the sacred mountains." And the frog said to him, "You have a new name. Your name is Jumping Mouse." Jumping Mouse thanks the frog for having taught him and then he says, "It's time to go back to my people. I want to tell them about the sacred mountains." He has really changed. Instead of saying, "I want to prove to those bastards that the river really exists," now he is just excited. He's seen the sacred mountains and he wants to go back and share his vision with his people. He speaks in innocence because he has learned from the frog. He wants to go back in innocence to tell them about it, and in innocence he will be able to return. The frog tells him, "It's easy to go back to your people. Just keep the sound of the river behind you. The roaring that you heard is now your medicine. You know what it is and you can return to your people." Mice are unable to go in a straight line because they can see close but with the medicine behind him Jumping Mouse can return. He has always heard it, but now he can navigate by it, he has a direction. Jumping Mouse keeps the medicine behind him and goes back to where the other mice are living. He says to them, "You know that roaring in my ears? It was the great river and racoon took me there and I met a frog. The frog gave me a medicine and I jumped up and I saw the sacred mountains." But they looked at him really strangely because he was all wet. He had forgotten entirely about falling in the river but they started whispering among themselves. They said, "An animal must have had him in its mouth. There must be something wrong with him. There must be some pollution, something terrible that he was in the jaws of death and wasn't taken. Very dangerous person." They didn't even hear what he said about the sacred mountains. Poor Jumping Mouse was just crestfallen at this because he had really wanted to tell them about what he had seen so they could see it too, but they couldn't. You cannot see through the eyes of another without giving him your eyes, and they were unable to do that. He stayed with them for a while because they were his people, but finally he resolved that he would go on and find the sacred mountains. He told them about his resolve and they said, "You're insane, you can't do it, the spots will get you." They knew, all mice know, that out on the prairie eagles can swoop down and get mice. But mice do not know eagles. They are too distant from them and so they only see them as spots in the sky. They can see close into the little things of the earth but when they look up and far away they only see spots. And this is a paradox, but eagles when they are close to the ground only see things as a blur. The mice's fear of spots is real because eagles are real and really get mice, and Jumping Mouse was terrified but went on. Out onto the prairie he went, his whiskers feeling, dodging this way and that, feeling the spots pressing down on his back. The prairie is where the great animals meet and travel far and it is an alien place for a mouse. Jumping Mouse went out into it with his fear and finally he came to a circle of sweet sage. The circle of sage was a haven, a cover from the spots, and sweet sage is a plant that you cannot eat but which is used by the Indians for incense, prayer, something healing and beautiful. There in the sweet sage was an old, old mouse. Long braids, an old mouse. Jumping Mouse was joyous to meet someone of his own kind he could talk to out in this alien place. The clump of sage was a haven and a paradise for mice. There were seeds and roots to crawl into and everything a mouse could want there. He went up to the old mouse and he said, "Grandfather, I heard a roaring in my ears and I have been to the great river." The old mouse said, "Yes, I too heard the roaring and I too have been to the great river." Jumping Mouse was really excited because for the first time he had found a mouse who had shared his experience. So, they talked about the river and the common things they knew. Jumping Mouse was more and more excited and he said, "And then I met the frog and he told me to jump up and I jumped up and I saw the sacred mountains." The old mouse was silent for a long time and finally said, "My grandson, the great river is real and we have both been there and tasted its water, but the sacred mountains are just a myth. They don't exist." Jumping Mouse was just crushed and disappointed by this and the old mouse said to him, "Stay with me and grow old with me here. This is a perfect place for mice and we have both been further than any other mouse." Jumping Mouse resolves to go on and the old mouse is really upset. He says, "You can't do that, the spots will get you." But Jumping Mouse is resolved and he leaves the old mouse in the sage. He goes out onto the prairie and he is really afraid. He can feel the spots, just feel them pressing in. Knows that they are there every moment; his little whiskers are going fast and finally he gets out to the middle of the prairie and comes to a stand of chokecherry bushes. Chokecherries are good to eat but they make you fantastically thirsty. The more you eat, the more thirst you have. Jumping Mouse is out of breath and thankful for a safe haven and cover from the spots and as he lies there panting, he hears a great sighing slowly, up and down. And he looks up and sees that it is a great animal. Jumping Mouse thinks, "I am so small and this great being is so large," and he forgets his fear in his awe and goes up to the animal and says, "Hello, great brother," and it replies, "Hello, little brother," and Jumping Mouse asks, "Who are you?" and he says, "I am a Buffalo and I am dying." When he hears this, little mouse is overcome with sadness that this great being that he has just met is dying and he says to him, "What can I do to make you well? Is there any medicine that will make you well?" And the buffalo says, "I have talked with my medicine and it has told me that there is only one thing that will make me well, and that is the eye of a mouse, and there is no such thing as a mouse." Jumping Mouse was just freaked by this and he ran back, his little whiskers going, his tail behind him until he reached some cover. But from a safe place he heard the breathing again, getting slower and slower, and he felt a tremendous compassion for the buffalo. "I am so small," he thought, "and the buffalo is so great and so beautiful." Finally, he came out from his hole, taking two steps forward and one step back, his tail dragging, but resolved to speak to his great brother. "I want to tell you something," he said, " there is such a thing as a mouse and I am a mouse." "Thank you very much, little brother," the buffalo replied. "I will die happy knowing that there is such a thing as a mouse. But it is too much to ask of you to give one of your eyes." But Jumping Mouse told him, "No, I am so small and you are so great that I would like to give you one of my eyes and make you well." And immediately as he said that, one of his eyes flew out of his head and the Buffalo jumped up, strong and powerful, his hooves pounding on the earth and his great head dancing and hooking. He was strong and he said, "I know who you are. You are Jumping Mouse and you have been to the river and jumped up and seen the sacred mountains. You are on your way to them. I can guide you across the prairie, for I am one of the great beings of the prairie. Run underneath me. I know you are afraid of the spots, and I will protect you from them. You will be safe and I will take you across the prairie right to the edge of the sacred mountains. But I can't take you farther than that because I am a creature of the prairie and I must stay here to give away to the people. If I go up onto the sacred mountains it will be too steep and I will fall and crush you." So, Jumping Mouse runs underneath the buffalo across the prairie, his hooves just pounding, dust flying, shaking the earth and little mouse is frightened at the great power of the buffalo. He knows he is safe but this is worse, trying to keep up with a goddam buffalo! Finally, they get to the edge of the prairie and he is really exhausted and he comes creeping out from underneath the great buffalo, thankful to be alive. He looks up at the great gift and he says, "That was really something!" And the buffalo says, "You didn't need to worry, little brother. I am a buffalo and I know where I place every footstep. I am a great dancer and light on my feet. I could see you underneath me all the way and you were perfectly safe." So, the buffalo left Jumping Mouse at the edge of the sacred mountains, and he looks around. Who should he see now but a wolf, sitting there - a big beautiful wolf, just sitting on his haunches, kind of looking around one place or another. And he goes up to him and he says, "Hello, brother Wolf." And the wolf says, "Wolf, wolf, yes, I'm a wolf, wolf, yes, wolf," and then he sort of sits back and a beatific grin comes across his and he doesn't say any more. His mind wanders, slips away. And Jumping Mouse can't figure that out. What the hell's going on? So, he comes up again and he says, "Hello, brother wolf," and the wolf says "Wolf, wolf, yes wolf, wolf yes, I'm a wolf, yes," and his voice trails off as his mind slips again. So, Jumping Mouse wonders what is going on and he goes a little distance away and he listens to the beating of his heart; the sound of his heart is beating like a drum inside him. And he remembered all the thing that have happened to him. He remembered that when the buffalo was dying the thing that would make him well was the eye of a mouse and he figures that's good medicine. "I've got good medicine, a lot of power in the eye of a mouse." And he resolves that he will give his other eye to the wolf and that will make him well. So he goes up to the wolf and he says, "Brother wolf," and the wolf begins to say, "Wolf, wolf" but Jumping Mouse stops him and says, "I want to give you one of my eyes," and immediately his eye, his last eye, is gone and he's blind, and the wolf jumps up and says, Yes, I'm a wolf. I know who you are. You are Jumping Mouse. You have been to the great river, the frog has shown you the sacred mountains, the buffalo has brought you to me, and I can guide you to the medicine lake at the top of the sacred mountains." Little mouse is blind now, and all he has is his whiskers. He can touch but he has given up all his old ways of seeing. He can only touch things close now. The wolf takes him up from the prairie, through the pines, "stands-in-place," Finally they get to the open country at the top of the mountain. There are no trees there, no cover, nothing for a mouse. They get to the edge of the medicine lake and the wolf tells him, "We are here. We are at the medicine lake." And he sits Jumping Mouse down by it. Jumping Mouse takes his hand and puts it in the water and tastes it, and it's good, it's beautiful. And then the wolf describes to him what he can see in the medicine lake. He says, "In the medicine lake are reflected all the lodges of the people. The whole world is reflected there. The medicine lake is the reflection. It is a symbol of the reflection. They sit there and Jumping Mouse knows that it is time for the wolf to go about his business and travel to other parts of the world. It is time for the eagles to get him. It is an open place and as soon as his guide is gone the eagles will see him and come. He is blind and he can't see them. The wolf feels tremendous compassion and feeling for Jumping Mouse his brother, and his heart stretches out to him, and the wolf cries. Then he leaves and Jumping Mouse is left alone, blind, nothing but looking within, and he can feel the spots on his back, just pressing in, hard. And then he hears the rush of wind and wings and then there is a fantastic shock and everything is black. The next thing he knows, he can see colours. He can see! He can see colours. And he's amazed, astounded, he doesn't know if he's dreaming or what is happening. But he's alive and he can see colours. Then he sees a blur of colours moving toward him, something green and white moving his way and from the colours comes a voice. "You want a medicine?" And Jumping Mouse says, "Yes, I'd like a medicine." And the voice says, "Just get down as far as you can and jump up as high as you can jump." So little mouse gets down as low as he can and jumps up as high as he can jump, and when he does, the wind catches him and swirls him up and up and up in the air. And the voice calls out from below him, "Grab hold of the wind!" So little mouse reaches out and grabs hold of the wind as hard as he can, and the wind takes him higher and higher until everything begins to get clearer and clearer. Crystal clear, and he can see all the great beings of the prairie, the buffalo, the wolf on the mountain, and he looks down into the medicine lake and there are all the lodges of the people reflected, and on the edge of the medicine lake he sees his friend the frog. He calls down to him, "Hello, brother Frog," and the frog calls back to him, "Hello, brother Eagle." Just sharing some thoughts, ideas and beliefs!