Proving:
Sense proving; Martin Jakob, 14-3-2017, Munich.
IntroductionLarge men in armors on big horses slay all people in the forest. These are observed from afar through the trees through the mist, shadowy, without any sound, as if far away. The few survivors retreat deeper and deeper into the damp forest, crawling in damp caves between wet rocks. It happens to one - it is so and has always been like this - they come when they come and slay - one can only watch and retreat and hide. There are only fragments left of grief, sorrow, anger, and knowledge of what has happen - deep buried. One exists - dull, nebulised, vegetates.
MindFoggy, in a other world - not tangible.
I do not want to go there, speechless.
Adapting, but robust, as if combed in a certain direction - to have not much resistance.
A dark wet hole, a descent.
One is dragged in - Trance.
Watching with fearful open eyes - unable to act.
Withdrawal - avoiding, hiding - merge with one ́s environment.
One acts as if one is not there - as if to let the happenings flow over over - just hold on and press down.
BodySee through a veil, blurred, fussy.
Tear open the eyes, to see clear.
Body is waving while sitting.
Becoming smaller, slump.
Tastes like a bit like nasturtium, slightly burning tongue. Crunchy in taste, fibrous and robust.
Pain in the left triceps with numbness.
Pain left shoulder, elbow.
Stage 13.