If I had feet I would’ve kicked the gloom out of frustration, but instead I flitted about looking for some sort of exit out of this foggy gray realm. Finally I stopped & cried out “Is there anyone here?” Silence. “Hallo!” I shouted out, “Anybody here?”
Suddenly a hot thoughtform struck me. “Hey” it communicated, “keep it down. You’re disturbing everyone.”
“Everyone” I said glancing about as I groped along hoping to find someone. “Where are you all?”
“Right here of course.” a thoughtform answered.
“Right where?” I asked “I’d love to meet you, find out what’s happening, where I am.”
“You don’t know where you are?” a thoughtform asked with a hint of amusement.
“No.” I answered.
“Well where you are isn’t important, what’s important is that you’re disturbing us. Will you please go away?”
“Go away?” I repeated. “How can I go away when I don’t know where I am?”
“You like speaking in riddles, eh?” the thoughtform said annoyed
“Uh, no, just trying to get some information.”
“Here’s some information for you: we want you to get the hell away from us. Is that sufficient information?”
”Well excuse me for living” I answered with maximum sarcasm. “Oh wait a minute.” I added, “I’m not living. Excuse me for being dead then.”
There was silence. I glanced around desparately trying to find someone, see someone, but only saw the limitless gray gloom undulating all around me. “Screw you all!” I said as a parting blast, then flitted away.
Suddenly a hot thoughtform struck me. “Hey” it communicated, “keep it down. You’re disturbing everyone.”
“Everyone” I said glancing about as I groped along hoping to find someone. “Where are you all?”
“Right here of course.” a thoughtform answered.
“Right where?” I asked “I’d love to meet you, find out what’s happening, where I am.”
“You don’t know where you are?” a thoughtform asked with a hint of amusement.
“No.” I answered.
“Well where you are isn’t important, what’s important is that you’re disturbing us. Will you please go away?”
“Go away?” I repeated. “How can I go away when I don’t know where I am?”
“You like speaking in riddles, eh?” the thoughtform said annoyed
“Uh, no, just trying to get some information.”
“Here’s some information for you: we want you to get the hell away from us. Is that sufficient information?”
”Well excuse me for living” I answered with maximum sarcasm. “Oh wait a minute.” I added, “I’m not living. Excuse me for being dead then.”
There was silence. I glanced around desparately trying to find someone, see someone, but only saw the limitless gray gloom undulating all around me. “Screw you all!” I said as a parting blast, then flitted away.
