The magician's door

Kim said, “What you must do, is pull your old body into your new body.” So my projection was Neil's new body. I was confused. Why would I want to pull my old body into the new one?

Anyway , I moved myself into the viewpoint of new Neil. I shall refer to him as Tom Cruise, since that is the appearance that I took on later. At the moment, I still had a vague image of myself, as the new body. This was confusing me, because I couldn't remember how I looked. This was something I would work on a bit later.

So what I did, is I pulled the body towards Tom, and into Tom. At first nothing much happened. Then suddenly, all sorts of weird stuff started to fly towards me, coming from where Neil lay. It was all sorts of bric-a-brac, like pot plants, flowers, kitchen sinks, whole planets, whole galaxies. Kim reassured me that this was normal, and this was what was supposed to happen.

Kim explained to me, “When you enter this universe, you are scared someone is going to steal your beingness. So what you do, is that you put everything that you have collected, in your entire existence, into the human body. The human body is like a portal into another universe, where you can store an infinite amount of stuff. You have keepsakes from thousands of lives and experiences. You store them all in your body. And that is not all. You have made it so that only you can receive back what you put into the body. This you did through riddles and puzzles, which would be impossible for anyone else to crack. You will also notice that you will put certain things, in certain locations in your new body. You just 'know'. Its the same with the puzzles. Only you can solve them for you will know intuitively what to do with them.”

And so it was. There seemed to be an unending stream of junk coming at me from the body. Every now and then a “puzzle” would arrive. Although I was hurrying – I kept on hearing the time checks on the radio, and I was worried that the cleaning staff would come and discover me, before I was finished. I was terrified at the prospect of having to continue this process, with paramedics standing over me, me pretending to be dead (for that is what it felt like). I wanted it all to be over, so I could be away from the old body forever.

When a puzzle arrived , it would float towards me (Tom), then go into slow motion, as if expecting some action. For example, it might be an hourglass. I knew instinctively, that I must push all the sand from the top to the bottom. When this happened, it would instantly morph into a beautiful swan. Then I would grab the swan with my new hands , and plunge it deep into my new body.

Symbols would come, in beautiful 3 dimensional animation. I would solve the puzzle, the item would morph into something else even more beautiful. I can't remember any of the puzzles in detail, although I remember that they were vivid and graphically stunning.

I started to realize that each puzzle I was solving, was a masterpiece of creation. Some were animations unlike any ever seen. I could see that they had each been lovingly and masterfully crafted. Each one had a signature, and that signature was one of a powerful magician who had been alive for thousands of years. [The age given to me by Kim was 683,000 years].

At this point, considering that the things Kim was telling me were turning out to be true, I trusted her completely again. So I never even gave it a second thought, that she was standing there watching me do all these things, so she would know the exact solution to each and every puzzle which I solved.

It seemed to me that I was pulling all this stuff into my “door”. So it became known as my magician's door. Kim seemed happy with the term, and we used it later. The “door” was like a portal where I stored all my life experiences.

The process was going on forever. I was aware of time checks, one was 7am. I thought the earliest they would come knocking would be about 10am. So I had another 3 hours.

Seeing that everything was taking so long, I put the process on fast forward. I started pulling things in faster than light speed. Still it was going on forever. Sometimes, I pulled in millions of copies of my physical body. Then I would say , “pull all the bodies in until there are no more”. This seemed to work.

I even asked Kim to create us a time pocket, in this space we were in. My theory was that we could go outside normal time, and then have as much time as we needed. We would be in a much slower time dimension. She said that she would. However, shortly afterwards I heard sounds coming from outside, and I realized that she had not. I asked her again, once again she said that she did. Eventually I realized that this was not going to happen. She would not or could not create such a time pocket.

The concept came to me that everyone who dies has to go through this. Mostly they have to figure things out on their own. I was lucky to have a guide such as Kim. However, she was not going to molly-coddle me, and rob me of the experience of coming out.

Kim said, “When you are finished, the body will go invisible. Then you will know that you have extracted everything.”

I said, “Will they be able to resuscitate me? I still feel as if I am inside that body, in some way.”

Kim assured me that once all my substance had been pulled back into my Door, that there was no way I could be revived. Then I would be dead in every way. I was to find out later, when it was too late to do anything about it, that this was actually a very clever lie, a lie which was central to the plot, which I had no idea was already in the process of emerging.

During this extraction process, it felt like I was vacuuming stuff out of the body. The body itself (which was supposed to be dead), piped up, “Fucking vampire”. Quite spooky actually. At this point, I realized that the Genetic Entity was actually a part of me. It would come back home with me, into the door. So I had actually not done anything wrong to the body, by “killing” it. It was part of me!

I was in such a hurry, at one point I was vacuuming in about 10,000 items per second. I was worried that some of the puzzles would go into me, unsolved. Perhaps this is what happened, and perhaps Kim wasn't to happy about this. She certainly seemed to be frowning a bit when I was rushing things so much. She told me it sometimes takes days for someone to retrieve all their substance from the human body. Well, I didn't have days, I only had hours.

Then she told me that my body had gone invisible.