In a way I kind of envy you guys. You can lead perfectly normal, happy, successful lives asleep and never be the wiser. It's not even a minor part of who you are or your life happiness. What's funny is that native Americans say that crazy people are shamans who never made their way through the wilderness. I believe that's more accurate than they can imagine, even though it was probably said out of a romantic sentiment. It was either learn witchcraft or go insane. I wasn't given another option around that. My third eye and crown chakra opened up by force on their own when I was around 22-24. To say it was traumatic is a big understatement. It wasn't really headaches, etc... it was the feeling of so much energy trapped in my head and spine I thought I was literally going to spontaneously combust. In fact even to this day if I don't meditate and vent off the energy in some way, I start feeling a little crazy. I don't think I would go back even if I could. Why would I? I've seen demons, evil spirits, angels, deities, and thing happen before they do. I've seen objects move on their own just by looking at them, painted the sky with a different weather on a whim like I was some kind of artist, and things I honestly don't have the english vocabulary to describe. I've seen a broken down, tormented husk of a boy turn into a great man with a future - through the subtle influence of those who are unseen (this wasn't me btw, someone I was close to). Which brings me to today. As I was walking home, I saw three dead young birds. They were being eaten by ants. I've noticed that when the spirits talk to me, they don't use this inferior method of communication, which is imperfect. They talk to you with everything around you, like all of nature. I didn't think anything about it until I saw a huge, huge dead wasp. That made me think "Alright, who else is gonna get fucked up today?" A couple minutes later, it turns out that one of my friends (well, more of an acquaintance that I've hung out with once and was pretty okay) just got locked up with 7 felonies for stealing a truck - literally last night. Nobody has any idea why. I knew the guy had a problem with drugs, so it's very likely he did it while out of his mind and is currently sitting in a cell still wondering wtf happened. I'm contemplating helping him, but on the other hand I'd like to find out more about what his underlying issue is that caused him to do that - especially since he was already on probation. Should I help him? Currently I'm thinking probably not because the dry time might be a chance to give him the clarity of mind he needs to fix his life.