Incantation of Resurrection | Drowned Spirit, water ghost

***** Drowned Spirit, water ghost****


As we set forth, the rain ceased as abruptly as it had begun, leaving the air fresh and the earth beneath our feet a canvas of wet leaves and fertile soil. Our destination was no ordinary place, but a threshold between worlds where we aimed to offer solace to Drowned Spirits. These spirits, existing in a limbus of continuous waterlogged chill and stark nakedness, have been described as souls of those who met their untimely demise without realization, floating aimlessly in their watery grave.In our hands, we carried paper cloths, a simple yet potent symbol of warmth and care for these lost beings. Our intent was to manifest these garments in the spirit realm, offering them to the Drowned Spirits in hopes of alleviating their perpetual cold. To further guide these souls towards understanding and acceptance of their state, we brought candles, their light a beacon in the shadowy hues of the limbo world, a gentle reminder of life and perhaps a spark of their past lives.The essence of our connection with these spirits deepened as we engaged in meditation, our consciousness weaving through the dense fabric of realms to touch theirs. Through these moments of profound silence and focus, we reached out to the souls, communicating and reassuring them of their worth and the journey ahead. It was a solemn communion, each of us travelers in the realm of spirit, bearing messages of hope and redemption.In a ritual of release and transformation, we set each paper cloth ablaze, symbolizing the liberation of these entities from their bindings to the waterlogged limbo. However, amongst these ephemeral flames, one cloth stood resilient, untouched by the fire. It became clear that this spirit required a different path – one that we would tread together, merging our earthly journey with theirs in a quest for merit-making and enlightenment. Together, we embarked on acts of kindness and charity, each deed a step towards salvation, not just for the spirit but for ourselves, weaving a tapeosequencestry of lives interlinked through compassion and understanding. In the waning light, as we approached the divine exit points, our souls introspective and our hearts laden with the day’s revelations, we pondered on the essence of our existence. Who were we in this vast tapestry of life and death, of realms seen and unseen? Where did we stand in this moment, and what paths lay before us? Our journey through the realms and the spirits we sought to aid was not just an act of divine ordination but a mirror reflecting our quest for purpose, identity, and the eternal cycle of life and rebirth..


At minute 5:31, an intelligent glowing orb appeared while we were meditating to communicate with the dead

At minute 10:37, one of the paper cloths was invulnerable to fire, even after we tried several times to set it on fire.





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