(B03C12) Chapter 12: Overlight Deliverance

Light Fed Dural Express Trains Appointed to Juice the Squeeze

“FROM WHEN YOU MADE ME SEE THE LIGHT, WITH JUST TWO EYES LATE IN THE NIGHT. YOU BROUGHT TO ME A BETTER ONE WHEN THE STAIRWAY SHOWED UP IN THE SONG. AND NOW ALL THAT I SEE IS BEAUTY, AND THE BEST ONES OF YOU AND ME. THE BOTTOM ONES WILL NOT CAUSE TO FLY. THE OLDER ONES WILL COME DOWN FOR THE TRY.” – “SIMPLER TIMES” BY JD STAHL

When I woke up, it was dark. The entire house was quiet and still. I got out of bed and stumbled to the kitchen to get something to drink. I looked over to my microwave clock and the time was close to 3:30AM. I was so exhausted from my recent experience that I couldn't tell what day it was. In fact, my brain felt as though it had been completely wiped clean. Not only did I not have any cravings or withdrawal symptoms, but I felt completely rested—like my entire reality had changed completely. For a moment, I actually believed that I had died and I was suspended in some metaphysical waiting room. The silence and stillness were deafening. I looked around my kitchen, and in a moment I thought of the first time that I accepted my own death—when I was 5 years old in the movie theater.

While I reminisced with my youth, calling back the feelings of freedom I experienced after accepting my own death, I smiled. In a way, I felt like I had just killed every part of myself that held onto weakness. Though I identified as someone completely different than I did only a few hours earlier, I still felt like the same person. It was almost as if I was the child that was trapped in the fire, but instead of being rescued by my other self, I pulled him into the fire completely until he was burned up—and then I (my higher self) walked out completely unscathed into the body that was left behind. No longer did I feel at all connected to the sad victim that lived in my subconscious. Though I could sense that part of me was trying to return, it no longer had any place to exist. Instead, I just observed its energy objectively, witnessing its attempts to reclaim the throne of my conscious mind.

“KNOW YE THAT IN THE PYRAMID I BUILDED ARE THE KEYS THAT SHALL SHOW YE THE WAY INTO LIFE. AYE, DRAW YE A LINE FROM THE GREAT IMAGE I BUILDED, TO THE APEX OF THE PYRAMID, BUILT AS A GATEWAY. DRAW YE ANOTHER OPPOSITE IN THE SAME ANGLE AND DIRECTION. DIG YE AND FIND THAT WHICH I HAVE HIDDEN. THERE SHALL YE FIND THE UNDERGROUND ENTRANCE TO THE SECRETS HIDDEN BEFORE YE WERE MEN.” – THOTH/HERMES TRISMEGISTUS  

After sweating out pretty much every ounce of liquid in my body, I was thirsty. I opened the refrigerator to get something to drink. With a lightness to my limbs, I reached inside the door to the refrigerator and grabbed a container of apple juice and took a sip from the container. The sugar in juice immediately sent intense feelings of euphoria throughout my entire body. These sensations only further solidified the concept of having just traded my body with a completely different spirit-soul; it was as if this was the first time I had ever eaten or drunk anything in my entire life. Because this was so real to me at the time, I took it further, perceiving everything as if the “body-swap” was entirely true. Doing so gave me a certain objectivity and the capacity to completely redefine.

I had complete faith that I had just died and was brought back to life in a completely different body with a more ascended view of life and a greater appreciation for everything. Instead of receiving my higher self through my intuition, I was that higher self. In a sense, this intense period of mental, emotional, and physical trauma had just opened up a portal, through which all other versions of myself had been reconciled. My past and every possible future had just reconciled themselves in my metaphysical consciousness. It was in this moment that I realized what had just taken place; I was brought back to life after being buried alive underneath a complex system of fears that constituted my ego.

X-Rated Fissure Men Out-Casting Khert Neters into Samskara

“DEEP INSIDE YOU IS THE ANSWER, UNDERNEATH THE PILING OF YOUR FEARS. SEE, THE BUZZ IS ALL AROUND YOU. YOUR HEAVEN AWAITS YOU HERE.” – “SPOKEN TO YOU AND YOU” BY JD STAHL

After drinking the apple juice, my entire relationship to time and space completely changed. However, it was not the cold beverage which altered my physical reality; it was more that I was able to transfer my identity from the physical to the non-physical. While I transitioned between states, the amount of information that I was able to receive was virtually endless. Instead of being limited to a single thought, I entered into a suspended state of consciousness where I would immediately walk into memories that I had never experienced. As each second would tick by, I could sense my mind populating with information and visions that were limitless and infinite.

The sensation of transcendence was so strong that I was actually brought to my knees. Though I was confused, I was not frightened; I felt completely safe, blissful, and protected. The information flooded my brain like being embraced by someone that I both loved and trusted. It was as if I had just come “home” from a long trip—or being released from prison where I no longer had to protect or defend myself. As a result of these feelings, I started to cry. I raised my head to the ceiling with my eyes closed. A moment later, I felt a warm white light erupt from behind my eyelids—like a slow-motion lightning storm that took over my entire body. From the base of my spine to the top of my head, I was filled with a force of energy that forcefully arched my back. Out of every nerve ending were tingles that caused my hair to stand on end. My body buzzed tightly as if I had just had an orgasm. This feeling lasted several moments before I reentered my body and I was able to open my eyes.

“IT’S THE REQUIRED RELEASE LIKE THE BRIDGE BETWEEN. CROSSING THE UNSEEN DISTANCE OF A GREAT DIVIDE. PLANS INSIDE, LIKE DEATHLY PRESENCE, HANGING LOW. SORROWS SEEM NO MATCH FOR OUR NEXT SLOW RIDE. BURSTING THROUGH THE SILENCE LIKE A CHERRY IN TEETH, DRIPPING DOWN BENEATH YOUR KNEES, A SURPRISE. QUIET, OPEN MOUTH SILENT CARNIVAL RIDE. FLASHING LIGHTS BEHIND EYELIDS OF MOMENTS OF GLORIOUS INSANE TIME.” – “UNNECESSARY COMPOSURE” BY JD STAHL

From my knees, I was lifted back to my feet. Though I had control over my body, I specifically remember not standing up consciously. I was brought back to a standing position as if my body was being remote-controlled. With tears still in my eyes, I looked around my kitchen, still feeling completely removed from the physical reality. I felt as if I was in a dream—one where I had complete control over my experience. The air was still and the room was silent, aside from the ceiling fan above me. My mind was flooded with light. In fact, I didn't even have to open my eyes in order to see what was around me. When I closed my eyes, the light collected in shapes as if I was viewing everything through X-Ray vision.

Though nobody was present in the house, I knew that I wasn't alone. Beyond my physical senses, I was able to receive information from beings who were vibrating at rates faster than my physical senses were able to detect. I didn't need to hear or see these entities in order to receive the communication. I could sense them in ways that would immediately populate my memory with conversations that had never entered my eyes or ears; at the same time, the messages were quite clear—even casual. There was no formality to the information that I received. It was more like a reflection of myself, someone with the same sense of humor, demeanor, and inflection. With every second—with every slight movement—I received an infinite stream of information; each packet of information was received with a sense of bliss and well-being; sensations which were far beyond any drug or substance I had ever taken.

“MAY (OSIRIS) ANI ADVANCE, EVEN AS THOU DOST ADVANCE; MAY HE NEVER CEASE [TO GO FORWARD], EVEN AS THY MAJESTY CEASETH NOT [TO GO FORWARD], EVEN THOUGH IT BE FOR A MOMENT; FOR WITH STRIDES DOST THOU IN ONE LITTLE MOMENT PASS OVER THE SPACES WHICH WOULD NEED HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS AND MILLIONS OF YEARS [FOR MAN TO PASS OVER; THIS] THOU DOEST, AND THEN DOST THOU SINK DOWN [TO REST]. THOU PUTTEST AN END TO THE HOURS OF THE NIGHT, AND THOU DOST NUMBER THEM, EVEN THOU; THOU ENDEST THEM IN THINE OWN APPOINTED SEASON, AND THE EARTH BECOMETH LIGHT. THOU SETTEST THYSELF BEFORE THY HANDIWORK IN THE LIKENESS OF RA; THOU RISEST IN THE HORIZON.” – EGYPTIAN BOOK OF THE DEAD

A sea of endless visions was channeled in seconds through my conscious mind. In these images, I was shown several lifetimes worth of information, taking me through various planes of consciousness, alternative dimensions, and worlds that I never knew existed—all of them layered on top of one another in a single moment. Not only was I able to transition from one reality to the next, but I could also feel the presence of my younger self with me as well. I no longer felt limited to my current physical reality, nor was I restricted by my body. I had completely merged with the light of higher consciousness, one which was quantumly entangled with other incarnations of my spirit-soul throughout all space and time.

Without being limited to ego, I was able to travel the multiverse, spanning distances which—in the physical dimension—would take millions of years to travel. The more I let go, the more I was shown. Within seconds, I had seen the entire universe in perfect detail. Without relative time or delay, I returned back into my body where I proceeded to transfer the memory of those experiences through the metaphysical veil of my conscious mind.

Min et. Man Chatting Blindly into Eye Buss Mirrors on the Ceiling

“LONGED I TO TAKE MY PLACE IN THEIR CIRCLE, BUT LONGED I ALSO FOR THE WAY I HAD CHOSEN, WHEN I STOOD IN THE HALLS OF AMENTI AND MADE MY CHOICE TO THE WORK I WOULD DO. PASSED I FROM THE HALLS OF ARULU DOWN TO THE EARTH SPACE WHERE MY BODY LAY. AROSE I FROM THE EARTH WHERE I RESTED. STOOD I BEFORE THE DWELLER. GAVE MY PLEDGE TO RENOUNCE MY GREAT RIGHT UNTIL MY WORK ON EARTH WAS COMPLETED, UNTIL THE AGE OF DARKNESS BE PAST.” – THOTH/HERMES TRISMEGISTUS  

After what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few minutes, I was led—seemingly by choice—back into my bedroom. Down the hallway, I was surrounded by a cacophony of silent whispers. Behind the focus of my ears were echoes of random thoughts as if I was walking above an entire ocean filled with every possible version of me that had ever lived—or would ever exist in the future. Alone, yet crowded by the overlapping of time, I approached my bed. Before I was even able to lay down, I had transitioned to a completely different place in time where more lights filled my subconscious. Though I was not able to physically see certain lights, behind my eyelids was a projection of an experience that had yet to occur. Time compressed into a single moment, pulling together an amalgam of events that melted into a single subconscious projection.

Above me, projected behind my eyes, was a scene—a vision of a being that was hovering in the corner of my room in a green cloud surrounded in a red haze, just below the ceiling. Like a vague dream, the vision was not quite clear. However, the feeling that I got was that this energy was a father figure; and so, I could feel my conscious mind projecting the face of my biological father on the face of this energy. However, their personalities did not match. Instead, the energy was closer to that of my own, though wise beyond my present level of intelligence.

“MIRRORS ON THE CEILING. THE PINK CHAMPAGNE ON ICE. AND SHE SAID, 'WE ARE ALL JUST PRISONERS HERE OF OUR OWN DEVICE.'" – “HOTEL CALIFORNIA” BY THE EAGLES

Casually, this presence started to ask me certain questions. Suspended in a state of perpetual bliss, I no longer felt the impressions or expectations of the physical reality. To put it plainly, I was in a higher state of consciousness—one which did not have any fear, insecurities, or relative limitations to a singular life. I felt immortal, like looking into an infinite mirror that spanned time and space for eternity. In this mirror I saw not my image, but my energy; an ascended being who was chosen by my own authority to return to the physical world as a means to develop my spirit-soul to a capacity that far exceeded any other incarnation. I no longer felt the need to question, consider, or even contemplate about the purpose or the answers to the posed questions. Instead, an energy was evoked from within, projecting itself through my subconscious mind.

I spoke not through any physical means, but through a telepathy. I entered a sense of knowing—beyond a shadow of a doubt—where I was existing in several periods of time simultaneously. While one version of me was professing itself to a mirror-image authority, I could feel my body respond to the impulses, motioning and reacting as if I was mocking or imitating several past and future incarnations via mental and physical synchrony. In this suspended state, between the thresholds of time and space, my conscious and subconscious energies merged together. Not only was I present in my current physical reality, but I was also present in the metaphysical consciousness of other lives that were lived through the energy of my spirit-soul.

“OH, PILOT OF THE STORM WHO LEAVES NO TRACE—LIKE SORTS INSIDE A DREAM. LEAVE THE PATH THAT LED ME TO THAT PLACE—YELLOW DESERT STREAM. MY SHANGRI LA BENEATH THE SUMMER MOON. I WILL RETURN AGAIN, AS THE DUST THAT FLOATS HIGH IN JUNE. WE'RE MOVING THROUGH KASHMIR. OH, FATHER OF THE FOUR WINDS FILL MY SAILS. CROSS THE SEA OF YEARS WITH NO PROVISION BUT AN OPEN FACE.” – “KASHMIR” BY LED ZEPPELIN

Though no words were spoken, I was posed certain questions pertaining to the reason for staying in the physical reality. Without thinking or considering my response, I raised my arms from the side and raised them over my head. Thinking to myself (as if I was speaking), my internal dialogue expressed the specific intention of “raising everyone up to a higher state of consciousness so that they would know what it was like to feel as blissful and blessed as I was in that very moment. Though it had only been less than 24 hours since my withdrawal from drugs, I didn't feel any connection to time relativity. It was as if I was asleep, awake, alive, and dead—but all at the same time, acting out a scene with different versions of my own spirit-soul energy.

Even though we are not always able to see the difference between the planes of awareness where our consciousness resides from moment to moment, we always have the capacity to transfer our energetic presence from one dimension to the next. This means that in every moment, all of the multitudinous possibilities are active, alive, and potentially prepared to be experiences. Through transcendence, we are able to “shift” planes—at will. In order to be able to release density, we have to be able to reconcile ourselves with the paradoxical nature of reality—being both of body and spirit. In between these two dimensions is the etheric 5th element (Akash). In the Akashic spaces outside relative time and space is the collective consciousness (Christ Consciousness). The deeper we go into these transcendent moments, the more we are capable of identifying with both self and non-self—the creator and creation. Through equanimity, we transcend identity entirely and merge with that which is both infinite and immortal: true wisdom and the energy of universal intelligence/consciousness.

Calling in the Aquamarines to Pier Through Lamplight Rubbers

“I'M A TRAVELER OF BOTH TIME AND SPACE, TO BE WHERE I HAVE BEEN. TO SIT WITH ELDERS OF THE GENTLE RACE. THIS WORLD HAS SELDOM SEEN. THEY TALK OF DAYS FOR WHICH THEY SIT AND WAIT. ALL WILL BE REVEALED. TALK IN SONG FROM TONGUES OF LILTING GRACE. SOUNDS CARESS MY EAR. AND NOT A WORD I HEARD COULD I RELATE. THE STORY WAS QUITE CLEAR.” – “KASHMIR” BY LED ZEPPELIN

After I answered the first question, I felt an intense sense of satisfaction. Internally, not externally, I evoked a sense of intense gratitude. Through self-love and gratitude, I recognized that my intentions were much less self-serving than they were devoted to the benefit of all beings. From a certain perspective, I was asking myself these questions. Therefore, the responses to my answers were coming from within. My conscious mind was attempting to reconcile itself linearly with my subconscious. By being able to release the tensions of ego, I transcended them both and was able to sit above them all, witnessing the multiplicity of my being from an ascended state. Upon this plane of consciousness, I witnessed the subjectivity of every other living thing. It was as if I, myself, was the supreme being who's only intention was to bless (unconditionally love) the entire world so that everyone would be able to find equality amongst each other in the same space of universal intelligence that I was presently receiving.

The universal sense of love that I felt in this moment led me further into a timeless vision of the world. The further I departed from subjectivity, the more I was able to see awakenings occurring for everyone on a global scale—at a future point in time that was also the present. I envisioned the elevation of consciousness where the physical world was immediately altered as if to be immediately relocated to a dimension that was populated by enlightened minds outside of relative time and space. Not only did I see a utopia where all beings had ascended to their highest selves, but almost as if “by magic” the world changed physically as well. Instead of the physical world being in disarray, it was completely perfect—proportional to the plane of consciousness where time was no longer a relative component.

While suspended in this point in spacetime, my mind began to fill up with information (vague memories) from a collection of timeless “visions.” With each breath I drew into my lungs, I was able to “remember” every possible pathway to this desired end result. I could feel reality split into multiple paths. Though I knew that I was still anchored to a more dense physical plane, I was intimately connected to both of them. Behind the focus of my physical senses was an intuitive, telepathic connection between worlds. Through these metaphysical portals, an infinite sea of wisdom poured into my conscious mind. With each heartbeat, my awareness was elevated through various planes of existence, both physical and non-physical.

“KNOW YE THAT THROUGHOUT THE SPACE THAT YE DWELL IN ARE OTHERS AS GREAT AS YOUR OWN, INTERLACED THROUGH THE HEART OF YOUR MATTER YET SEPARATE IN SPACE OF THEIR OWN. ONCE IN A TIME LONG FORGOTTEN, I THOTH, OPENED THE DOORWAY, PENETRATED INTO OTHER SPACES AND LEARNED OF THE SECRETS CONCEALED. DEEP IN THE ESSENCE OF MATTER ARE MANY MYSTERIES CONCEALED.” – THOTH/HERMES TRISMEGISTUS

After being pulled back into my physical body, I found myself standing back in my bedroom. The same mirrored presence proceeded to ask several more questions, each relating to how I wished to proceed. Basically, it was like I had just evoked a genie from a lamp and I was asked to make 3 wishes. I was “asked,” or felt motivated to specify the manner, job, or position from which I would do my “work” to elevate the consciousness of the population so that they could transition between lower and higher timelines.

However, at the time of questioning, I could feel the presence of confusion close-by. It was as if two completely different versions of myself were attempting to overlap with each other. It was only through transcendence that I felt clarity or relief. The more I identified with an ego that was locked into relative time, the more distance that I created between primary timelines. In a sense, I felt as if I was already in the future and that I had already accomplished the goal I had set out to attain. Therefore, when I was asked questions, I really didn't see the purpose of answering. Essentially, I felt that it really didn't matter what job I had, where I lived, or which partner would accompany on my journey. However, because I felt a sense of obligation, I answered. I aroused a few responses that pertained to being some type of a teacher or public speaker and living in a warm area—like California. When I was asked about a female partner, I identified someone from my past that I felt was connected to me on some higher plane/dimension.

Artistic Kashmir Kidds Goading a Sum Myrrh Mixtape

“FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE TOP. TRUTH, HOPE, LOVE, AND PEACE, EXCEEDS ALL WHAT’S PERSONAL AND SEPARATE. IT CALLS AND BLEEDS THROUGH FEARS AND PAIN. THE DRYING RAIN FROM SUN AND HEAT. THE WESTWARD TRANSFER OF SMOKE, WHISPERS QUITE STILL ON THIS NEW DAY. WHERE THE BATTLE GROUNDS REST. THE TRUMPETS HAVE BEEN PUT TO THE TEST, AND REACH THE FARTHEST CURVES AND WAVES. WAKE UP. OPEN YOUR EYES. IT’S TIME.” – “IN THE SHADOW OF THE LAST BATTLE” BY JD STAHL

After answering the questions, the presence above me disappeared. Though I believed it had left, I soon realized that I absorbed it. As a result of merging with this source of higher energy, my brain drew in vibrations of ascendent consciousness. This experience was like downloading torrents of information from every other spirit-soul incarnation that had ever existed in time and space. With each download, my memory filled with images and visions of other lives, time periods, and dimensions—each of which had its own particular mastery, landscape, and structure. The cells of my body started buzzing as if I was being struck by an infinite number of internal lightning bolts.

I laid down on my bed and watched as a hazy green light encircled me. With my eyes open or closed, I led myself through places I had never (physically) been before. In addition to visions, I had the answers to every question I ever wanted to know. Everything in my life—past, present, and every possible future—was seen from a position of intentional perfection. Even the smallest details of my life had a specific intention that was essential to an infinite number of relative details.

“YOU’RE THE WHISPER AND THE WIND. YOU ARE IN BETWEEN EVERYTHING I SEE. THE VOICE BEHIND THE FOCUS OF MY EAR. I COULD ONLY ATTEMPT TO CREATE YOU, LIKE THE DAWN CREATES THE DAY. TO EVEN TRY TO PAINT YOU, WITH EVERY COLOR THAT WAS EVER MADE. YOU ARE A MIXTURE OF MAGNIFICENT MANIFESTATIONS. THE COMPLETE COLLECTION OF COLORIZED CREATION. LEAPING FROM YOUR CANVAS TO EXCITE ME. PUMPING THE BLOOD INSIDE ME—YOU GIVE LIFE. DANCING UP MY BODY, YOUR EYES IGNITE.” – “JUSTICE” BY JD STAHL

From this point, my life was completely different—experienced through and entirely different energy. Afterwards, there was no possible way that I could ever see the world from the same perspective. Every single one of my definitions of what was possible—past, present, and future—were all intermingling in my conscious mind. No longer was my subconscious silent, for now it had many voices—each one negotiating for the lead position in my conscious focus. Each of these subtle energetic “voices” or personalities were intimately connected to alternative timelines, incarnations, and subjective experiences—all of them happening simultaneously.

Even the concept of synchronicities went from being occasional miracles to the absolute standard that set the stage for my physical reality. By opening up my subconscious to receive the multiplicity, I was now able—at will—to evoke synchronistic moments from a sea of infinite potential energy. In only a few moments, I had envisioned the entirety of universal consciousness in its absolute perfection, every timeline perpetually present in the ether thresholds that separated time and space. These timelines, however, were always present, tucked behind the seconds of time that occupied my life. However, because I had been so attached to a single persona/identity, I was unable to draw back the veil that separated my physical reality to the realm of co-creation.

In a single second, I could draw forth multiple lifetimes of wisdom, personality, memory, and archetypal alignment. From one moment to the next, I sat at the helm, overlooking an endless sea of orchestrated synchronicities, all waiting to pass through my heart's magnetic charges to be made manifest in the physical world. From this perspective, I saw my life as absolute perfection. Every single event in my life was purposefully experienced as to prepare me for the day when I would be able to awaken and experience each moment consciously. Without accidents, mistakes, or coincidences, there was nothing that prevented me from reclaiming my spiritual sovereignty as a divine being.

Ebb Infinite

JD Stahl (02/19/2018) Black and blue paper soul. Strung out on lack of control. Pictures and packages of body That linger, impossible and cold. Forgiven memories, judgements, lies. Working hard only to capitalize. Forgiveness, control, ebb, and flow. Managing definition from light in my eyes. Breaking of mind, vision of soul. All eyes on me, so I’ve been told. Memories of voices, not in a dream. Soundtrack is heaven. Passion is bold. Worn out memories, lacking date. Predisposition of white lies and hate. Can it be built into this silly game? Forgo my children to become a saint. Sacrifices given in this dirty pool. Saving the seasons—they call me a fool. Breaking my back to lift up a line. Flagging submission: I will be a tool. Navigation is slipping, eternal sand, Dripping through my pineal gland. Happiness waits, into the black. Wandering deserts makes me your man. Read the stories and figure your place. Newspaper profiles have adjusted your face. Simply sign up for issues of you. Buying a version of you to disgrace. Every second is another distinguished clue. Following the breadcrumbs back to you. Sweet loving music in my heart, Makes me know I’ve nothing to lose.