Rising vision

A vision coming when I sat at the kitchen table at work. It seem to be connected to that Maze-vision.

I was sitting in that white nothingness. Waiting. As I have been since that vision. Then I rise, slowly. Have you ever been 150% aware of something you have done? I could feel every musle, every movement that took me up to standing position. Rolling up, with the head rising last. And I grew a lot bigger in that procedure. You know, it was just like a movie when something rises and grows at the same time. A strange feeling.