The
following is an entry from an experience I encountered the evening of December
27, 2013.
I stood before a tall angel whose dark
skin seemed iridescent, as it shimmered with a bronze like glow. He was quite
the sight to behold. I could not take my eyes off of him and wondered very much
whom he was. What was his name? What was this place? What did he reign? As
these question floated in my mind, I noticed the outline of the steel helmet he
wore. The helmet was covered in the finest intricate designs, etched by the
hands of the unknown. Mounted atop of his helmet was the tip of a very sharp
spear. The flesh meeting the edges of his helmet glimmered and soon, my eyes
traveled down the bridge of his nose. It was at this precise moment I noticed
his perfectly small and pointy nose. It suited his face of perfection. From the
tip of his nose my eyes moved left and right to examine the remainder of his rounded
face. His lips were petite yet plump. My gaze traveled down the length of his
long neck, reaching his shoulders and chest, which were bare. He was muscular
and it was at this moment that I felt embarrassed for viewing him through
carnal eyes. Realizing my human fault, I continued to observe this creature in
a manner that would not be disrespectful, for I was allowed here for a reason,
a reason which so far, has not been revealed to me. Looking beyond his
shoulders I saws wings tucked behind him. He was a gorgeous dark angel of whom
the universe allowed me to view before me. This was a privilege and I sure did
not want to behave in a manner that would quickly end my chance for this
experience. His wings were not white; they were gradients of dark shades. His
feathers shined as they were healthy and strong.
He was seated at his throne and slowly, I
ascended the white and grey marbled steps towards him. Each step brought me
higher and within a closer proximity of him. One hand rested on the arm of his
throne while the other lay on his left knee. Around both his wrists he wore
steel bands, the same metal as his helmet. Approaching the final step, I knew
how soon I would stand directly before him. It was at this moment that he
admonished me by saying: “how dare you come here!” His voice was elegant yet
the sound it made was like thunder. The entire hall rumbled at his statement. I
did not know what to answer because I was not exactly sure how it is I made it there.
In fact, as I traveled on the astral, by the guidance of the higher power, this
was the last place I thought I would end up. It always took me where I needed
to be and so I trusted this as my destiny for the evening. I did what I knew
best as he waited for my reaction to his voice & my eventual answer. I
waited, in silence, contemplating his question and my answer. He watched me
patiently, as he knew what I was doing by not answering straight away. His
expression softened a bit. I answered him with a question: “which archangel are
you?” He smiled and said absolutely nothing. So he was not an archangel and I
went through a series of questions off the top of my head just to eliminate the
possibilities. He continued to smile and did not answer. Finally, I asked him:
“which element do you belong to?”
It was this question which warranted a
certain reaction from him. He smiled widely and outstretched both of his arms
towards me. In a moment, my foot moved forward, then the next. Once I was
closer to him, he pulled me into his chest and closed his arms around me. I
knew that from this moment forward, I was not going anywhere, nor did I care to
leave just yet. His wings extended and soon we both elevated up from the
throne. He continued to fly upward towards the heavens, away from his hall. He
then showed me his state of content to see me. Does he know me? Do I know him?
What is going on? These were all questions which began to fade as a feeling of
euphoria and ecstasy took over. Electrical currents were exchanged between us
and we continued to exchange in this manner for what seemed like a substantial
amount of time. This was wonderful-- elation like the one I have never
experienced before. I did not want this to end. I did not want to go back. He
looked at me, and I, at him. I asked him once again: “who are you?” He did not
answer. Instead, he smiled. At that moment, his face morphed and soon a cloak
covered his face so that I would no longer see him nor examine his features any
longer. It felt like he was attempting to “spook” me in a sense. I told him,
“Stop doing that!” Incredibly, he ceased and showed me his face once again. It
was nearing the end of my visit, which was marked by his body becoming
invisible. Though he was invisible, we flew together in this fashion until
slowly, I too began to fade. Once I was completely invisible, I “woke up.” So
many questions remained unanswered, yet I am at peace with that.
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