The Others are Watching

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Once upon a time.

 

I was having some anxiety and so made a bath for myself. As I slipped into the large porcelain tub, immediately was overcome with the simultaneous feeling that I was sliding onto a metallic examination table. My body gone limp, my eyes slightly rolled back and I couldn’t move… I just lie there and a sense of calm assurance washed over me… I am experiencing the distinct feeling of being in an alternate reality, on a ship of some kind, but like it was alive. I sense that I am not alone in the room, but surrounded by beings I can’t quite make out, and even though i’m not looking at them, the details of their forms begin to emerge in my sight… which are labial, like cave walls, pinky flesh tones, flowing though, like giant fungi. Instantly I know they are called “The Others” … and the feeling lying there is complete serenity. I feel one of them place their fingers on my head and temples, I can see what the hands and fingers look like, as soon as they touch me… though again I am not looking. The hands are large bony and five fingers, long fingers with bulbous tips. I like these hands. I am fully aware that this being is reading all of my vital signs, energy, memories and history with their finger tips … they remove their hands. I feel like a smile. “The experiment is going well.”, the being speaks without speaking. The entire vision vanishes, and I come to my senses, lying in the tepid, porcelain tub.