An Unclear Vision of Figures in the Crystal Ball

October 27, 2024

Today, I spent some time with the crystal ball, practicing during the day. Working in daylight feels different—less intense than my usual nighttime sessions, which makes it easier to focus on technique without getting caught up in the energy around it. My goal was simple: to see what, if anything, would come through on its own, without reaching out to the lost souls.

After a few minutes, shapes began to emerge in the crystal ball. At first, they were just shadows, faint and shifting, until they began to settle into a scene that felt oddly familiar. It looked like a dark, enclosed space, with sloped walls and rough wooden beams faintly visible in the background. The ceiling seemed high in some places and low in others. A layer of dust hovered in the air, catching whatever small light and reflecting it into the crystal ball.

Scattered within the space were a few shadowed figures, some standing against the slanted boards, others sitting or crouched in the darker corners. They were all still, either looking down or straight ahead, as though waiting for something. I tried to focus on their faces, hoping for even a hint of a feature that might reveal more, but everything stayed blurred, their faces shifting or fading each time I thought I’d caught a glimpse of an eye or a mouth.

As I continued to look, I realized that none of them were moving, not even slightly. It was as if they’d been frozen in place. I wondered why they were there or what kept them so still, but the crystal ball offered no further details, only silence.

I kept my focus on the figures, letting the shapes settle and fade, hoping that something more might reveal itself with time. I felt a strange pull to keep looking, as if the scene wanted me to remember something, but the harder I focused, the hazier the details became. Eventually, the shadows dissolved back into the glass, leaving me with nothing but my own reflection staring back.

I want to try again tomorrow, in the daytime, of course. Maybe, with more practice, the images will become clearer, like the gradual sharpening of my connection with the lost souls. For now, though, these shapes are just shadows in a space that feels both distant and close, waiting for me to understand.

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