Some nights sleep is JUST sleep.

I've always look foreword to sleep like putting on another form. What fucks IT UP many times are the intruders. The cloaking fuckers of our kind who've blindly exchanged parallel weaknesses of our kind for thoroughfare in other realms. They know not what they do. Are as cocky as all exploitive get up and fuck with the dreams, as for my travels, they are now many times doing. It's sometimes a fucking traffic jam!

When you ever get the chance to see what we call rudimentary transport devices (vehicles in a cloth like material), don't be cocky! Those babies can fuck up our electronics mental and physical when they're threatened. I made peace with them, real quick! They are some happy original fucks and fun energy IS their food. Not often does fun as an energy rise to their realm outside the ionosphere. But they love us and if their loved caused a mishap to our occupants of vessels we navigate the feeders, chaos pirana have a heyday.

These bastards won't tell you how many we lost in the name of exploration, and they have pretty much destroyed much of the data. There were a few with the right stuff that have compiled, but aren't in the community of logistics. Most Astral travelers are mission oriented. I've always done the smell test. Smells dangerous, read it from afar and see if they're continually fixed to that plane. Helps me make my own Astral map throughout my travels. There's really bad shit around Orion. The GOOD energy Is outside of our Milky Way! Our pocket IS warned off to many exo travelers and considered deadly.