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Something that has been in the air recently has been life and death. The two very much contrasted each other this week. At the beginning of the week I was filled with Life and nearer the end I was drained, tired and I was in a dead environment.
I always have connected experiences, whereby what happens is a lead off from another experience which is a link to the whole experience. A cycle showing the whole picture. I have this kind of experience every week, but always a different theme. For most part, I am detached and just an observer whereas other times I am involved.
My last encounter was death. I was in plain invisibility. On friday I had a photoshoot for the new bus route to the crematorium. At the same time, someone died on the train tracks. In the photoshoot we stood outside the front of the bus with our hands up to the sky, like we were in showbusiness, whilst we grinned. A bus route to the crematorium, is not such a joyous experience.
Leading on from this, a train worker shared his experiences with death, and the many people he had faced drenched in blood in front of him. This train worker also shared the experiences he had at the train station, with people who were unkind to him and physically assaulted him. I stood there just listening, detached from his sorrows but connected to his experiences.
He phrased these people are not human, for those that throw themselfs on train tracks, and risk their lifes every day. Unspoken and unjudged I saw reality in his aura, and smelt the people that made a difference in his life.
I felt to share this experience, as it's a moment worth of a human share, to express moments that usually get left unsaid.
If you have any experiences to share, feel free to express yourself in this thread.
I always have connected experiences, whereby what happens is a lead off from another experience which is a link to the whole experience. A cycle showing the whole picture. I have this kind of experience every week, but always a different theme. For most part, I am detached and just an observer whereas other times I am involved.
My last encounter was death. I was in plain invisibility. On friday I had a photoshoot for the new bus route to the crematorium. At the same time, someone died on the train tracks. In the photoshoot we stood outside the front of the bus with our hands up to the sky, like we were in showbusiness, whilst we grinned. A bus route to the crematorium, is not such a joyous experience.
Leading on from this, a train worker shared his experiences with death, and the many people he had faced drenched in blood in front of him. This train worker also shared the experiences he had at the train station, with people who were unkind to him and physically assaulted him. I stood there just listening, detached from his sorrows but connected to his experiences.
He phrased these people are not human, for those that throw themselfs on train tracks, and risk their lifes every day. Unspoken and unjudged I saw reality in his aura, and smelt the people that made a difference in his life.
I felt to share this experience, as it's a moment worth of a human share, to express moments that usually get left unsaid.
If you have any experiences to share, feel free to express yourself in this thread.
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