Afterlife Travels, chapter 2

This is a continuation of my Afterlife Travels series.

 Gwen Bilczo's Diary, March 21, 1993- I met with this strange old woman. She led me into a tiny office, that we

entered through a brick wall! Her office was full of weird sculptures, and unidentifiable plants. She smoked like a

chimney. She told me that my time on earth had ended, and she must read my astrological forecast, to prepare me for

my afterlife...

5-27 ...Apparently, I must follow the sacred beetle who bears the solar disk upon it's back, to a stream tinged with

blood, that the moonlight shines upon; just beyond the mysterious black towers. I will find my eternal destination...

6-3... According to the book, I will need courage to begin this weird new life. It seems that I won't be bored here. I

will learn the ways of witchcraft...Oh, great, I must watch out for wild beasts!..

6-10... I entered what I thought was a movie theatre. As I took my seat, a 1920's like silent film started, featuring me!

It seemed to be a playback of my life, but only the negative aspects of it. I watched myself handle situations when I

was younger, sometimes I became oversensitive, sometimes I lied, sometimes I was superficial. I became depressed

as I watched more. It seemed like my whole career, was an unbroken record of failure, and disaster...

6-17...I feel bitter inside. I guess I'm having trouble dealing with the fact that I'm on the other side, while the people I

love are alive. What kinds of goals, and dreams can I possibly have, when I'm dead? I don't understand this bizarre

place...How I long to be back on the earthly plane (of existence)

6-24...A talking seagull appeared this morning. It told me that it's a spiritual messenger, and it's here to guide me. It

took me on a journey of my past lives...

6-25...I was greeted by a talking whale today. I guess it's another spirit messenger. It's supposed to teach me to tap

into my psychic, and telepathic abilities, so I can move into otherworldly dimensions...

7-2...A man appeared to me today. He looked vaguely familiar. He was tall, muscular, and lean. He had spiked

brown hair, and freckles. His spirit-body glowed with a radiance that was stronger than ten suns! It warmed my

heart.

        "Do I know you?" I gasped.

        "Of course you know me," he grinned, "I'm John; your first love. We couldn't be together in life, but we will be

together now, for all eternity. I am your Otherwordly Lover."

        "I don't know if my husband would approve, " I mumbled.

        "Don't worry about it," he said, "He is in his own realm now. You were only meant to be together during life."

       

7-9...I soon became satisfied with my new existence, and soon I had no desire to be back on the earthly plane (of

existence)

7-16...I soon found myself ascending higher into the spiritual realms. I found myself upon a throne, by the sea.

7-23...I earned the rank of a spiritual warrior. I rode in a chariot made of seashells, that was drawn by an eagle...

7-30...Although I felt quite content in my kingdom by the sea, I still felt isolated and alone.

8-7...I was given garments made of crystal.

8-15... I spent my days riding upon dolphins, and learning alchemy...

8-22...I soon felt apathetic. I had many regrets. There were so many things that I could have done differently. There

were so many things, that I didn't get to do, or say. I became resentful that my life was cut short. My soul soon

became corrupted. The flowers around me became poisonous. The sea oozed with green slime. I had so many

shameful secrets, that I carried with me to my grave...

8-29...The soil around me became poisonous; my utopian world was turning into the Bad Lands. The waters became

dark, and muddy. The clouds darkened to indigo...

9-5...The realm between chaos, and the cosmos, appeared dark, and formidable. I needed guidance...

9-12...I experienced spiritual estacy, as I realized that we make our own "Hell."