by Soror H.EF
The background of this report is a rite in which we made contact with the underworld and it’s ruler – Hades. Also involved were Hypnos (sleep) and Morpheus (dream).
First I sank one floor down; no, first I visualised my present location.
Then, one floor down, then the basement, then undeground.
After that, a boat, in a dark tunnel, a river underground, and descending down deeper, deeper, the driver (Charon?) behind me.
This continued for a while.
Eventually: a landing, large cavernous space with a bit of light, many stalagmites/tites, some ghostly figures.
I ignore them, and I walk, through cavern, through tunnels…
eventually coming to the Abyss.
It’s totally black here. There’s no floor, no gravity, no up or down. Just empty darkness in all directions.
However, after a little while a central point crystallises as a perfect black sphere, somehow blacker than the surrounding void: Void Centre/Void Concentrate.
Whatever. Extreme Core Nuclear Void.
You try to grab, you gravitate towards this centre and want to cling onto it, but it evades your grasp. And again, and again.
And, yet, at some point it deforms: peaks, pinches, zips open at an edge!
And so, into this invitingly rich, dense black abyss, you climb inside.
It’s so comfortable in here! So cosy!
Now your body is inside mine, you wear me as a suit, a skin-tight extra skin.
A thin layer of black hole stretched around you; perfect protection. Perfect isolation.
You are consumed, and I am your mask.
But who is inside?
Are you the puppet master?
Or have I consumed you and assumed control?
Who am I?