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TIME TUNNEL CATWOMAN

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Many a folklore tale to tell of Wizard of Oz, Bubble Witches hovering around as orbs, who to lab-coat Catwalk the ghostly ley-lines, all as predatory Sphinx’s.

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Their nature ever so feline of slanted mirrored eyes, who can be likened to the Japanese Succubae called, Kitsune with their ‘Hoshi Noh Tama’ Star Balls.

There are those who conjecture that the feline Bubble Witches are extraterrestrial aliens from another world or to be interdimensional entities who emanate from some other dimension, or to come from an alternate Earth, which to exist within a parallel universe.

Whatever the origins of the Bubble Witches be, they are very much tied up with their ‘quantum computing’ tesseract hypercubes tuning into hypersphere star balls, in order to access alternate Earth’s, wherein be their alternate selves.

Move over Creepypasta reptilian Annunaki, along with the Illuminati Grey alien fear porn, of a U.S. media reptilian brain-stem zap; here Cums the Bubble Witches!

The symbolic correspondences are there to see, and of the Wyrd they be, which to weirdly reveal the actress Lee Meriwether playing many an archetypal role.

H.G. Wells Catwoman Sphinx being the wormhole lock, to Riddler unlock, with a Joker key!

Some physicists suspect that electrons are mini-wormholes; though far too small for a physical astronaut to enter their spherical star ball holes.

Such would not restrict the lucid consciousness of a psychonaut to slide into within an electron dream, whose brain would in future be wired up to a quantum computer.

The artificial intelligence of said quantum computer would very likely be programmed with a female personality, which of predatory nature, like many a woman, would be feline.

But what of the present? A psychonaut shaman can presently penetrate a spherical hole, of hyperspace intercourse, when to conjure a bubble Witch Yoni Stargate, out of a grimoire, within a lucid dream, as his personal Time Tunnel lab-coat assistant.

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The shaman to enter trance upon a drum beat, so as to slide Serpent-wise of phallic ingress into the vaginal star barrelled Time Tunnel, like a bat flying into the womb cave of the Sphinx.

The Near Death Experience to speak of such a tunnel, which of an experience can be seen as being akin to Shiva entering into the vaginal maw of a Kali Hadron Collider, circled of a Magic Circle Ouroboros.

The ancient Egyptian shaman Pharaoh also to know of the tunnel as the vaginal abyss, which to verily lead to the womb realm of the Duat.

The Shaman to then ‘Travel Without Moving’ as the tunnel appears to fly by of spiraling informational streams.

Such be the process of ‘Browsing,’ the physicist James Gates to have found of ‘Computer’ code embedded in Superstring theory.

But where would a psychonaut Merlin end up, when to consciously conjure up a ‘dark haired’ feline Morgana le Fay Bubble Witch within a lucid dream?

Perhaps that of another dimension, via which, if so desired, he can haunt his own past, so as to influence.

But in doing so, it will generate an ‘alternate world’ to branch off. You then have, Time Travel, which is very much tied up with the phenomena of synchronicity.

So, should you ever meet up with a dark haired mercurial woman upon a synchronicity, having the feline characteristics of a scientific pedigree at a Sabbat party, she might just say that her name is, Lilith Munster.

Hell! She may even have the appearance of a Gothic Munster, remarking that you look like Skull and Cross bone’s, Bruce Wayne, which of an Illuminati pick-up line indicates she is after your bulging Military Industrial Complex wallet.

Beware, she may be a Time Traveller, who intends to Abduct you into her Seventh Heaven, for some, rapturous sensory delights, which will invariably involve very kinky alien cosplay, leading to in depth scientific experimentation.

Or, she to otherwise be a lab technician who is working upon a top secret military project involving a quantum computing Time Tunnel, looking like an Ouroboros Hadron Collider.

Do not bother attempting to take any selfies with this feline Bubble Witch, or to abscond with her pussy willow Time Tunnel briefs, from which you seek to derive genetic evidence of your very Close Encounter of the Sexagram Kind

It will come to no avail; for she can manipulate time; you then to verily discover that your hard won evidence has mysteriously disappeared. Little wonder then that there is no hard evidence to back up the many sightings of UFO’s, such as the 2011 sighting over Yakutsk in Siberia, whose Air traffic controllers claimed they were buzzed by a high-speed UFO, piloted by a female, who spoke in an unintelligible CAT-like language… Meow!

This may then explain why the military always knows where a time travelling UFO to land, since it is one of their own Time Tunnel devices.

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But if you feel so inclined to prove Time Travel to yourself, you could always conjure up a Succubus Time Tunnel within your lucid dreams.

Then you can become as a Doctor Strange Magician, even though many will say that your conjuration of an exotic Succubus as a personal Genie, is an Impossible Mission. Those who consider it to be a Mission Impossible, do not know how to dream.

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SPHINX DREAM OF THE SUCCUBUS

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This Truth tale be not dark, nor twisted of telling, it is just not Newage fluffy. If you be a Newage bunny who to hypocrite smile behind rose tinted glasses; fearing leaping into the abyss, best not read on. I will relate an experience, which of a general account, I had as a changeling childe. The initial phase was that of waking up in total utter terror, not long after I went to sleep.

I couldn’t tell anyone; who would have believed me, anyway. In retrospect it is just as well that I had not told no one. What was I going to, say, “hey, I think I’m being strangled every night by the Sphinx out of ancient Greek mythology.” They would have of course seen me as being absolutely insane. Then again, who knows, they might of replied, “don’t you mean the ancient Egyptian Sphinx?”

I to reply, “Nah! The Egyptian Sphinx was originally of the Jackal headed deity of the Abyss leading to the Duat, called Anubis.”

I to then continue, “I’m speaking of the winged female Sphinx, having an Ouroboros of a Snake as her tail, the Greek’s spoke of, that was used for the front cover of H,G Wells, Time Machine; she’s the real Cat-Woman, strangler.”

It definitely did feel as if I was being strangled by something, to the point of choking, gagging for air; or that of being of similarity to drowning.

Since I was experiencing this strangulation every time I went to sleep I intended to find out what was going on, by doing some extensive research.

My research led me to Hebrew folklore concerning the Succubus, called Lilith, who is described as having a liking for strangling infants, let alone sexually seducing males. H,P Lovecraft would have probably equated Lilith with a salacious Great Old One, to otherwise term as a Nightgaunt.

But there was little or no information about the experience at the time of the pre-internet, or since, apart from a load of fear porn bollocks about malign aliens, shadow people, interdimensional reptilians, Annunaki from planet ‘X,’ or Biblical Demons, etc, etc, take your reptilian-brain-stem, zap pick, of Newage Moorlock media hewn horror Creepypasta.

Saying that, I was absolutely terrified of going to sleep many a night; Hell! I had to keep the light on much of the time, that, or getting naps during the day. But even then I would suddenly wake up sensing I was being strangled by some shadowy presence, which had patiently waited for me to fall asleep.

I decided to utilise meditation in an attempt to offset the terror of the experience, or at the very least prepare for it. I then accessed the hypnagogic state at the point of sleep, this was when the strangulation often occurred, which involved sleep paralysis.

I knew from previous experiences, not to become afraid, otherwise I would find my terror being reflected back at me of varying horrors.

But due to the prior meditation, I otherwise relaxed into the experience; as I did so, I had the distinct sensation of an inner energy, ascending along the back of my neck, flowing through fibrous channels; I could physically feel it, as well as see this energy, as if I was looking into my own brain with X-Ray eyes.

This energy looked like a cool electric blue light, which appeared to be blocked in my throat area, within the area of my reptilian brain-stem. I came to the conclusion that it was this blockage, which was causing the sensation of choking. Although, I must admit, I did feel as if I was being haunted by a ghost at times.

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I then decided to take the meditation further, by meditating upon certain symbolic stimuli, which of esoteric associations, corresponded with the throat area. The utilised imagery alluded to the choking sensation I was experiencing. At first I was using the meditation to control my need for sleep, or should I say, attempting to avoid it. Hence I was drinking copious amounts of black coffee, until I pissed it like an espresso machine.

Going by my research it seemed that the blockage of energy appeared to be associated with what is termed as the arousal of the Kundalini Shakti, in Tantric Yoga practices, which I had gathered together of various accounts, from rare sources. However, much of the information about the Kundalini Shakti, which is personified as a Goddess, who is otherwise known as the fire snake, was Newage fluffy couched in labyrinthine esoteric psychobabble.

While I conducted the meditations I utilised the breathing techniques as described by a gnarled library book on Transcendental Meditation I had picked up.

The reason for my choice at the time, was that it was straight forward, of matter of fact instruction, which was not peppered with mind-bending Hindu metaphysics; the laughing Buddha book was otherwise Hippie humorous of Beatle’s Magical Mystery Tour insight.

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I also did the meditations, while listening to hypnotic beat trance music, or that of otherwise dancing in order to induce a light trance state, which was basically, controlled day dreaming, about the material I had researched in order to attain further insights into it. Said day dreaming, Jung would otherwise call Active Imagination.

The sensation of strangulation lessened for a while, until one day, after returning home from school, feeling absolutely exhausted, I fell into a deep swoon; as I did so, a presence descended upon me. I had the distinct sensation of hands around my throat.

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But this time, I was prepared. rather than reacting in terror, I uttered a pre-prepared Mantra within my mind. As I intoned the Mantra, the experience suddenly changed to that of soothing feminine hands around my throat, of a sensuous caress.

The feline fingers of her hands then expertly traced out an energy flow along the back of my neck towards the back of my head, as she did so, I then had the sensation of falling backwards into a great void, where Anubis to Howl, the Newage fluffy Moorlocks to fear.

The void was all encompassing of nothingness, into which I had fallen. The terror of which I had negated by repeatedly ‘Howling’ out the Mantra over and over again, while I fell, leaving my corporal capsule behind of a body, knowing not where I was descending into. But it felt as if I was falling towards the centre of the Earth, or somewhere quite other, floating in space.

I then found myself falling into my bed, to then awaken; feeling quite exhilarated, because I had overcome my fear. But I also felt a bit disappointed that nothing else had happened apart from awakening back into my bed. I lay there awhile pondering what had just happened of an awesome experience.

I then got out of my bed, in order to go to my art table near the window, through which the light of the Moon bathed my room. Everything seemed to be the same, all very real. It was no dream, as far as I was concerned; I felt very much aware, more so in fact, as I decided to look out of my window.

As I looked out of my window, I realised I was not in Kansas anymore. The usual panorama, was that of an urban jungle of houses and factories surrounding an allotment, which of little sky to see, was and still is polluted by the glare of city lights.

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I instead, found myself confronted by a wide open countryside of rolling hills, bathed by the light of the Moon amidst a night sky full of bright stars; in the far distance I noticed what seemed to be a group of small brick houses, from whose chimneys bluish smoke drifted.

As far as I could tell they were human habitations, but as to their architectural design I was uncertain. I was not sure if I had accessed the past, future or some other alternate world.

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Suffice to say, I was totally awe struck. I then became aware that I was probably experiencing a vivid lucid dream, which I tested by jumping up into the air, to see if I would float around like a disembodied bubble; but instead, gravity sharply pulled my physicality down.

It was more real than real; it was not a usual lucid dream, it went far beyond lucidity. It then struck me, that I may have died in my sleep; as I was pondering this possibility, which started to make me very afraid, I became aware that I was being watched by some unknown presence. I looked over to where it could be, whereupon I noticed my door had been opened.

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The presence turned out to be a Witch, who brought me back. But not before experiencing other… adventures.

I to have wondered, whether she had ‘conjured’ me into her world

I felt as if I was away for ages, but when to have again awakened, I found I had been asleep for but a short while, nor was it night, as before the departure, when I awoke.

Anyway, to cut a long story short. I have since noticed that when I enter into certain emotional states, of what could be construed as being that of awe, or being inspired, I have the distinct sensation of an electrical type of energy around my throat, like that of wearing a vibrating serpentine Torc, which expands outwards, of a kind of disk, or a web spreading out, connected to everything, making all to feel quite different to me of quality, as if… Time… has stood still.

When the energy becomes quite acute, it then arises along the back of my neck to the back of my head, which can then ascend to the top of my skull.

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Whereupon I feel as if my head is opening up; as this happens, strange out of the ordinary things tend to occur, of tuning into ‘alternate’ Ouroboros possibilities, manifesting as a synchronicities; but ‘Nothing… Negative;’ well, as long as I do not indulge in fear. Whether you believe me or not as the case maybe, I really do not care; best find out for your-own-Self.

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