The boy child is locked in the fisherman's yard
There's a bloodless moon where the oceans die
A shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets
And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie
Where is the fisherman where is the goat?
Where is the keeper in his carrion coat?
Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies
Where is the child with his father's eyes?
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
He's the king of the ninth world
The twisted son of the fog bells toll
In each and every lobster cage
A tortured human soul
These are the souls of the broken factories
The subject slaves of the broken crown
The dead accounting of old guilty promises
These are the souls of the broken town
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
'I have a wager' the brave child spoke
The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke.
'You will drink what I drink but you must equal me
And if the drink leaves me standing,
A soul shall go free'
'I have here a cask of most magical wine
A vintage that blessed every ship in the line
It's wrung from the blood of the sailors who died
Young white body adrift in the tide'
'And what's in it for me my pretty young thing?
Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings?
If you lose a wager with the king of the sea
You'll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me'
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
A body lies open in the fisherman's yard
Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips
One less soul in the soul cages
One last curse on the fisherman's lips
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
These are the soul cages
Swim to the light
Swim to the light
He dreamed of the ship on the sea
It would carry his father and he
To a place they could never be found
To a place far away from this town
A Newcastle ship without coals
They would sail to the island of souls
Funny, that I came across this, after hearing the thought "I will build a New Castle." (in my inner voice, but I didn't know what brought it on.)
How many people KNOW WITHOUT ANY DOUBT WHATSOEVER that they ARE NOT their BODY? I DO. I've seen my body from outside my body, a number of times. I experienced emotions while outside of my body, in fact they were stronger. I've felt energy outside of me. I've gotten knowledge that I did not use my body to attain, if fact sometimes I've had to shut down my body in order to attain some knowledge, i.e. dreams. When I was a kid I used to experiment with astral projection. Probably December 1998-9 and I astrally projected out of my body and was walking through the house when I heard someone think, "I hope she doesn't wake up" so I ran (floated) back to my body and woke up. My brother was peeking at the presents and said that he thought that as I could see the presents.
Another time, 2016 I think that I died for a minute. I had a seizure, then felt my body fall asleep, then I thought I woke up. I decided to lock the doors and check on my son. the doors were already locked, so I started up the stairs, when I realized that I was FLOATING up the stairs. I looked over the balcony and saw my body still laying on the couch. Suddenly I was drawn by something and started floating up out of the ceiling, I was looking down on the whole building. I felt the most immense Joy and kept floating up, Then I suddenly thought "No I can't leave my children! I fought it and made myself float back down to my body, except I couldn't get into it. I finally laid on my body and thought "I need to protect my children!" Then suddenly I was taking a breath in my body. That experience scared me away from trying more astral projection for a while, which I hadn't done it much as an adult. Though in retrospect I wonder if I would have been able to visit a higher plane and still come back to my body. In the middle of all of what was going on in 2020, I tried to astrally project and I felt myself stuck inside some sort of soul cage. It freaked me out bad, I repeated it a few times and every time it was like there were beings or forces creating a prison around me black darkness shifting but if my soul tried to get out it became walls. I kinda dismissed it, but then the dreams and synchronicities kept reinforcing it. I started spontaneously popping into that other dimension where I am imprisoned, except I'm in a body there too. Once in 2020 while I was driving and twice in 2021. It's not like a dream at all, it's like I'm here one minute, then the next minute I'm there, then I'm back and no time has passed, I'm wide awake the whole time. It's the same me, all my thoughts are the same. What I see, hear, and feel is All affected and as real as this reality. It doesn't last long enough for me to tell if my body is completely the same, but it definitely feels like it. When I have death visions, my consciousness is feeling it alongside theirs, and I feel their emotions, pain and thoughts, but I'm observing it because I'm still aware of my real body being in whatever position it's in and I hear the environment that my body is actually in.
It seems to be outside of time and space altogether as some happened before I was born.
It's rare that I can hear the environment that the subject of the death vision is in unless it's especially pertinent, like the bomb blast one. Her ear ringing carried with me and comes back every time I think about it, that was the only one that I realized that I can interact with their consciousness. After I crossed myself and was doing the dream transcription in the comments, I started exploring different ways of going into meditation or dreams while still typing. So in late January, early February when I had a death vision I decided to take notes, I'll relate them here when I find them. I took the notes WHILE experiencing it, then I'll describe in more depth what I experienced. Take notice that I call them "death visions" but for many they are only near death experiences as many of the people had already recovered from it by the time I get the vision, though some have died.
I've had more death visions about people that I've never identified who they were, than ones that I have. But when I have identified it, if they will talk to me about it, they say that it's eerily similar. One time my friend had a near death experience, and she came to me later and said that she had a vision of me helping her through it, she said that I said in it that I decided to come to help her. I said "Nope, I didn't do that, in fact I haven't even been thinking about you because I was mad and we weren't talking, I didn't know what you were going through." Then years later, I suddenly felt like someone was calling out for help in a death vision, I went and laid down and prayed. I sensed that it was that friend of mine, and decided to go to her. Suddenly I was astrally projected to the time and place that she already told me about and saw and said that like she said. So on the one hand she put it in my head and maybe I just had a dream because of that, on the other hand does time exist like we think? Was it retrocausality?
Many of the actual deaths that I've witnessed to in real life, I've later experienced, these are usually easier to handle because I dream that I'm experiencing it instead of it being a spontaneous vison. In them, I can see myself comforting or treating the body and I'm the one, experiencing the last bit of pain and the soul or spirit has already left. CPR was brutal after having administratored, I had a dream that I was in that body, and feeling the pain of thirty minutes of compressions, it was torture. After experiencing all that, I'm not afraid of death of this body at all, I'm afraid of being in a soul cage.
P.S. I still can't find my notes, but I'll relate what happened. I was having a lot of synchronicity around bombs and darkness. My ears started ringing and wouldn't stop. I felt a burning sensation all over my back. I started to shake it off, then I decided to explore it and take notes. I laid really still and started to feel where I could feel pain and why. It was lacerations all over their arms and burns all over their back and ears bleeding and painful. I got a memory of a bomb blast and a woman's voice thinking about the bomb and recognizing that she was now in a hospital. The pain started to get overwhelming bringing tears to my eyes in this body. In that environment I heard the muffled sound of a metal basin dropping on the floor and relief that her hearing wasn't completely gone. I went out of her body and hovered over the surgeon and nurses, they were saying that she'll probably live but it will take a lot. I reconnected with her body and she couldn't see or hear and was in that pain, she was trying to draw on her training to help her. I realized she was military. I decided to ask her what her name was. She said Melanie, then she realized that I was there and started asking me questions like crazy. Things I had no idea about, I'm not an angel and it spontaneously happens. The more I interacted with her, the more I felt how absolutely immense that pain was. I thought 'How can I help her?' I said to her "Give me your pain". I felt it drawing out of her and peaking in my body then disappearing in a flash. Then her and I talked for a while in my head in a painless blackness until we both went back to our bodies. I finished typing and went about my day. I never lost consciousnesses, I put myself in a semi trance state to experience it, but I felt like anytime I could break it and walk away. Then over the next few days and weeks I would feel her, and see her name popping up on things. I looked up what Melanie means, it means "darkness".
I have never read about or heard anyone talking about having similar experiences. But I witnessed it one time, over ten years ago.
I just now connected the dots, but I saw a patient experience that before. There was a patient that got an infection and had a fever dream and related it to us as he was having it. I came running in there because he was yelling and screaming "FIRE!" there was sweat dripping off of him and he was trying to get out of bed. I gently put him back in bed telling him that there was no fire. He said "I'm not me, I'm a little girl, I'm burning!, There's fire everywhere!" "Wait no I'm not her, I can see her now, it's a little black girl. SAVE HER! WE HAVE TO SAVE HER FROM THE FIRE!" Eventually after talking to him, he calmed down and quit seeing it. Then later relating the story to an older worker she said that wing had been a school that burned with some of the children in it. I never did find any records of it and I looked for a time.
What have you done to KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT YOUR BODY?
I was watching this last night (I have seen it before, but didn't remember any specifics) and I was planning on cutting my hair off really short. I was picturing it in my head, what style would look best and what cutting techniques I'd use. Then the video said that about letting the hair grow. I continued to have spontaneous connections with what I thought and what it said. I was having that happen so much in 2020 that I thought it was all hallucinations from being drugged with datura.
TALKING TO EACH OTHER THROUGH COBWEBS.
https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/beyond-cultural-competence/202304/5-emotionally-abusive-uses-of-the-silent-treatment
As this popped up I sense a shift...
https://www.ksnt.com/news/kansas/ring-of-fire-eclipse-to-appear-above-kansas-heres-when/
Strange, I was going through my papers looking for something, and I found a playing card with a bullet hole through it that I found when I projected to my friend, I just noticed that it has the band of the town I lived in printed on it. I also found a thing with the address I had then. And I found the pay stub from when I worked at that place where the patient had that fever dream, years before I lived in that town. I don't have 99% of my belongings from that time, it's really strange that I have these papers in with paperwork from the last few months.
Then I found a piece of paper where my first ex husband had wrote his and his wife's name and number down, right before, I found the ace card, and my son had a nervous breakdown telling me to move on because I'd already been killed a few times. He said "If you could just see that you are dead, we could move on. Mark shot you!" I never told him that when I was pregnant with him, Mark tried to shoot me...I was 16...
Wisdom from my younger son from TikTok "Bro, whenever you are reading a book, you are looking at a dead tree and hallucinating." Around the time in 2020 that my older son was saying that, and my husband at the time was acting very strange I asked him what was going on and he kept relating me to a tree and saying that I was dead, but they couldn't figure out how I had had children AFTER I died.
