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Very tired all day and I
realized during afternoon I felt peevish—a simple
thing when I am tired.
During afternoon I try work but
too fatigued, albeit I get a flaming angel, all in
white, when I use the Talisman and I understand that
as I have dedicated myself to the Most High it is
not for me to seek, but to be entirely receptive,
accepting and reflecting what is given me.
Afterwards I enter a vast, domed, cave-like place,
with a polished floor. Believe hieroglyphs under
glass of floor but cannot see. The ceiling of an
uneven texture. I see a ceremonial chair to left,
exceedingly smooth of surface, brown and empty. I
sit in this chair, regarding vacancy before me and
there is a feeling of repose and power.
This evening the white angel
comes again and we go up a long flight of stairs and
I see before me, high up on a mountain side, a
broad, low temple, white, with Corinthian columns. I
enter. The same sense of breadth and quietness, and
here I rest before the altar and give thanks. |