‘Mr Magorium’s Wonder Emporium’, ‘We Bought a Zoo’ or ‘Amelie’. Everything is so kind and wonderful, just incredible. I am actually taking notes and collecting elements of this frequency. I am exploring this world and what it has. I am analysing how I got there and how I can stay there. At the same time I am very aware that it is potentially not good for me to stay on one frequency for very long. I am conscious of this. I know that my frequency is a “corridor” and real awareness is when you move dynamically between worlds. But this world is like heaven. It is so blissful, like paradise. Seriously. When you are in this world, nothing bothers you. Your body is as light as a newborn. You are happy and ethereal. You don’t know what tiredness and anxiety are, and you don’t need to rest or sleep. This is very unusual. I am going to write more about this world.
I have analysed this world from different perspectives to describe it intellectually. I was in this world and I left it about ten years ago. I don’t remember the exact dates. For some reason I wasn’t there all the time, but I have just arrived. The rules, the people, everything is different. What is it? I understand that I have grown older. I feel like I have been in a coma for ten years. You always feel that way when you travel to another universe. Imagine a missing personality that lived in me a long time ago has reappeared. A figure of a child from a long lost time. I have many versions of this phenomenon. I have described it to you before. Now I see that I can understand it more maturely and realise that it is indeed a different world. It is not like listening to a certain song and thinking you have changed the frequency. Nothing like that. This time it is as if you have died and been reborn. Or being on another planet. I started to think about the past and if I had ever experienced anything like this. I wrote about it before and said that I had a similar feeling when I passed the places of power. When I passed the places of power, I felt that something had changed so much that I hardly recognised my own city and myself. I looked the same, but something shifted because I was a different version of myself. It was then that I called my mother to see if she existed in this new reality. My mum spoke to me and everything was fine. However, I still felt like I was being transferred to another dimension. Now I realise that it is indeed a parallel reality. The changes are very subtle and you seem to be the same. For example, you have the same tattoos. It’s not like you’ve moved to another dimension and you don’t have tattoos there. It’s not like in the movies. If you have tattoos, you have them in all the multiverses.