(...continued.)

Back at the Mansion - Seeing Colored Glasses

I try to look for Vicky. She's at my right side. Are we in the Park?
I turn to her.

I say: "I didn't get any answer."

She responds with a strange grin: "I know."

My surroundings change, now I'm surely in the Park. I ask CFTraveler if
she got any answer and she responds Yes. Rather abruptly I move into
the Mansion. Did I do the move myself or was I moved?

There seems to be a lot of people inside the Mansion this time. Business
people in suits. I particular sense a female in a business dress. She
gives me the impression of being a politician or someone in charge, who
asks questions.

Hmm, is she going to ask me questions or can I ask her questions? Or is
this some kind of hearing where I have to say something? There is an odd
official feeling to the gathering of those business or political people.

Maybe that's the reason I felt the rooms of the Mansion where aimed at
being used for conferences, meetings for people who do some kind of
work and make important decisions?

By unknown reason I get the courage to call for all people who know parts
of the answer to my questions. I'm in one of the big conference rooms.
There are lots of people along the tables which are place in a kind of
circle around the walls of the room. Some additional tables are placed
in the middle of the circle.

I do my best to focus on the female politician. She wears a grey top,
almost like an indoor jacket and she also wears a grey skirt. Her
hair is short and perhaps middle blond, partly dark. I don't think
I've seen her before. There also seems to be going on a lot of commotion
around me. People talking and perhaps working at tables. The tables
don't give off the impression of office tables, but rather feel like
conference tables, where you place some papers or a laptop temporarily.

I feel no direct purpose for this change of events or why all these
people suddenly are here. I for a moment sense glasses on the tables.
the lenses in the glasses are colored, some are pink, some are lilac.
I see a pair of glasses close to me with colored glasses. I get the
impression that the glasses are symbols. We all see the world through
our colored glasses.

Hmm...

Maybe those glasses are a way of telling me that whatever answer I get,
it will only be through my colored glasses? I can never get the "true"
answer?

I begin to wonder if our physical senses are a hindrance too? I see big
eyes, a nose, an ear and something more on the floors of some rooms.
I see a big ear at a pedestal, the ear is the size of two basket balls.

But I also get a knowing, which unfolds post session. I think my knowing
to some part is related to what I have read from Moen. The knowing I get
is that our physical senses are less hindrances for us to understand the
nonphysical reality. Our colored glasses are our greatest obstacles, our
assumptions, even assumptions accumulated through nonphysical experiences.


I'm a little confused and begin to feel tired. So I want to ask someone
my questions. Maybe I also had clicked out. I direct myself to the
woman in the grey dress suit. I try to be as smart as I can, going
back and asking even more basic questions than I thought of to begin
with, taking as little for granted as possible, and also making my
questions negated, like IA56 did.

I ask: "Is my assumption on matter's existence wrong."

Some kind of collective answer: "Yes. Yes."

Hmm...

Maybe, just maybe, to have _something_ to compare with and make a question's
response fool proof, I'll ask a question which I already know the
answer to.

I ask: "Is my assumption that Consciousness exists, wrong?"

Collective answer: "Yes. Yes. Yes."

Uhh...

That was a stomach blower.

I hadn't expected that at all. So my assumption on the existence of
Consciousness, that is wrong? But how am I to assume anything else?

What else is there to assume? There must exist some kind of Consciousness,
right? Even if matter doesn't exist, Consciousness must exist, it must,
mustn't it?

I try it again.

I say: "My assumption that Consciousness exists, is that wrong?"

(Dead silence...)

I now get no answers! I feel a little upset. Am I a failure and was this
PE a bad decision to make? If I can't assume that Consciousness exists,
than what can I assume? I'm at a roads' ends.

Maybe if we had been more people in the PE?

My Mansion view fades.

---


Robert Monroe

In front of me Robert Monroe is sitting, just the way he sits on one of
the youtube clips I've seen. He seems to want to calm me down.

Monroe says gently: "There is more, it's complicated. It's complicated."

He laughs in his special way and then shows me himself with a pair of
colored glasses. The right glass is blue and the left glass is green.
Apparently he wants to tell me that he also had colored glasses, and
perhaps still do?

I wonder, if we all wear colored glasses, how do we get to know what is
real? Or how things really are, or how they are connected to each other?

I watch Monroe as I remember to myself if "free will" is something
put into us and if it can be taken out. I then sense that Monroe took
my thought as a question to him, but he doesn't want to answer anything
directly. I can feel that Monroe wants to give me a riddle. I just feel
that the riddle is somehow related to Campbell.

I'm shown an alien (?) and a second being. The alien picks out a piece
of "free will", out of the chest of the second being, who now
turns into a robot, only capable of responding to its "software".

The piece of free will, held in the hand of the alien (?), looks like
a cubic piece of pale blue plastic.

Monroe asks: "If you remove 'free will', where does it go?"

I wonder to myself, if free will is something which can be removed or
put back, what is it made of? A different substance than Consciousness?

My next thought is, why do he/they ask me this questions. I wait a moment.
There is a pause. Then I get a faint message: "Remember, there are
others. It's not for you alone."


Symbolic removal of a piece of free will (the blue cube) turns a being into a robot.



I query Monroe: "But Campbell has said that everything is Consciousness
only. Everything is only Data... So he says![/i]"

Monroe very calmly responds: "He says so."

I ask: "If matter doesn't exist and Consciousness doesn't exist, what
does exist then? Where do I start? What do I start with?"

Monroe responds: "Oh, reality is complicated, you see. It's more
complicated..."

I ask: "But does anything similar to our concept of Consciousness exist?

Monroe responds: "That's the funny thing... Yes. There is more than
your concept of Consciousness."


The last answer I have to ponder deeper over.

I try to ask additional questions, including the second Main Question related
to OBEs, but get no answers or only faint answers that OBEs are related
to some kind of energy. What I can't convey is the style and intonation
Monroe use. Somehow he is a little amused by my frustration, perhaps
he wants to make me start think deeper on my own. In each of his answers
I have the feeling that he leaves something out on purpose.

I'm tired and my stomach ache finally makes me decide to quit the session.

I thank Monroe.

I seek up my fellow PE participants and say bye to everyone. I then fade
out and remember that there is a second PE session the next day.