tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post8322351217253240740..comments2023-06-13T08:23:51.707-05:00Comments on FLIGHTS OF PEGASUS: The Goldfish Has a VisionFleminghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-90856619229120102532012-03-07T07:50:18.375-05:002012-03-07T07:50:18.375-05:00Cedge, thank you very much for the fascinating des...Cedge, thank you very much for the fascinating description of your experience, which I will be reading several times. There's a great similarity between your vision and mine. I'll probably comment on yours again. If you want to communicate directly, my email is fling@cfl.rr.com<br /><br />Thank you also for looking at FLIGHTS OF PEGASUS.It's hard to believe that I wrote this post 5 years ago, but that explains why I had to read it this morning in order to remember it. Thank you very much.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-36328195376783150712012-03-06T21:05:41.418-05:002012-03-06T21:05:41.418-05:00I had a very similiar vision about 4 months ago (i...I had a very similiar vision about 4 months ago (i.e. 11/11). In minne, I was shot by some hooligans, and a spirit walked beside me and told me to get up! I followed him to a mountain top, where he possessed a wand that sparkled and crackled in the color of light (i.e. rainbow). He told me to jump; but I paused for a split second out of fear, but jumped in the next second. As I leaped into the air: I became they light that sparkled and crackled. I flew endlessly and I became the reality within and around me. It was sooooo harmonious and peaceful. I noticed as I flew, that there was a pulsing, beating, and girating blue (multifacted, colored, dimension) bubble with me. It was me and I was it. As you've identified, any words that I attempt to convey this with, is inadequate. Suffice it to say, I became the bubble and the bubble became me. It was as if it is my heart and my heart is me. I flew for some time and found myself engaged in flight with a Flying Goldfish that bobbed and weaved aimlessly. I followed. We saw and headed toward a school of Goldfish. As we approached them; I vividly remember thiinking that one of their scales would stab me, but as we got closer and I brushed up against one of the Goldfish: it tickled tremendously; and I awoke from the vision. Was awesome. It was my 5 vision/experience of this kind sense I was a teenager. <br /><br />I saw your post and just wanted to say, that it seems we both are in touch with the same Godhead/Energy/Heaven. God Bless Brother:)Cedgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12567595121865130892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-14938039582034188132007-04-01T07:42:00.000-05:002007-04-01T07:42:00.000-05:00Yves, thank you very much. I do often think of my...Yves, thank you very much. I do often think of my goldfish analogy when I catch myself trying to understand the universe. <BR/><BR/>I can picture that goldfish in a bowl on a living room table, peering at a distorted view of furniture, walls, and windows, and trying to "explain" or "understand" the universe, almost all of which lies entirely beyond the fish's ken, outside the room, outside the house, beyond the gardens and streets, beyond the clouds and planets and stars. <BR/><BR/>How much more lies beyond our human goldfish bowl? We don't even have the means to estimate that.<BR/><BR/>As you can tell, I reacted to your comment with great appreciation.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-20094965921670613902007-04-01T06:08:00.000-05:002007-04-01T06:08:00.000-05:00There is a great deal in your post, Fleming. The p...There is a great deal in your post, Fleming. The poem is something special but your description of the world as goldfish bowl is a fresh vision of today. It's one of those special dreams or visions which could be numbered on the fingers of one or two hands as Revelations.Vincenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18297306807695767580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-31098472064583950262007-03-31T16:29:00.000-05:002007-03-31T16:29:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Fleminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11134828658060646685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-37517627910354735452007-03-31T07:17:00.000-05:002007-03-31T07:17:00.000-05:00http://www.payvand.com/news/07/mar/1365.htmlsorry ...http://www.payvand.com/news/07/mar/1365.html<BR/><BR/>sorry had posted it in the wrong site :)Najhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17728668942925956610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7677178247300264142.post-26767644982165820432007-03-30T17:07:00.000-05:002007-03-30T17:07:00.000-05:00Hello dear Fleming,It took me a while to figure ou...Hello dear Fleming,<BR/><BR/>It took me a while to figure out what Flights of Pegasus was :) But here I am at last.<BR/><BR/>You asked for a picture of Persian architecture of the 13th century. That's a tough call; given that 13th century saw a major destruction brough about by the Mongol's invasion.<BR/><BR/>However, Molavi (Rumi) lived during seljuk dynasty. This link may have representative pictures.<BR/> <BR/>http://archnet.org/library/images/sites.tcl?key=Seljuk&collection_id=-1&select=styleNajhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17728668942925956610noreply@blogger.com