Time slowing, becoming fluid,

Is not the experience in itself.

It is part of the transitioning,

Of the physical into the soul.

Sitting there, the energy strong at my crown,

I entered into a deeper trance state.

Reality started shifting.

The earth no longer feels solid.

It is shifting, fluid.

Time slowed, becoming malleable.

One can move, stretch it, slow it.

Everything slowed.

My typing becomes mechanical.

Increasingly, I feel a sense of disembodiment.

The awareness, I am body becomes less.

My sense of body is on my right.

On my left, I am soul.

Not spirit but soul.

Spirit has no form or shape.

The soul has density and weight.

One is in the body, and in the soul’s space.

A little more and I would be all in the soul’s space.

And leave the body.

Time slowing – is the ground of all this happening.