The War on the Astral Planes
Yesterday, I journeyed in the shamanic way up through the astral planes and into the higher dimensions. As I reached the lower, dark astral, they were waiting for me, as they often are these days, demanding my co-operation in a certain task. I just snorted a bit and told them to go forth and multiply, in so many words. But they continued, speaking of the great embarrassment that will be caused to a certain astrally-governed mafia group on Earth if I don’t comply.
View original post 1,906 more words