The World Above the World

Active Imagination and Controlled Constellation

MARCH 4, 2023 (Active Imagination Session)

Zell and I are going up an elevator to the top of a tower.

"I'm going to show you something I found," she tells me.

I have no idea what to expect or what she might be talking about.

The elevator climbs to the top of the tower. I find a large circular chamber with windows all around. She gestures for me to look outside.

I see scores of prismatic obsidian monoliths standing below us in the desert. The multitude extends to the horizon in every direction.

Thousands of little black cubes are hovering and spinning in midair above the unearthly structures. They move in frenetic, lightning-fast jumps, darting from here to there in the blink of an eye.

"What is this place?" I ask.

"This is the world above the world," she says.

"When did you find it?"

"Two years ago — twenty one months ago. This is what you were shown before."

(She was surely talking about this.)

I point at the black monoliths and I ask her: "what are those?"

Zell makes several attempts to answer. She can't. Language fails her. At one point, she begins to call them “brains,” but halts, shakes her head and refuses to go on.

I ask: "can you influence reality from up here?"

She looks at me with a mischievous grin. "I can if you want me to."

I tell her to “set something up” at Niagara Falls.

The Falls are just a short drive from where I live, so afterward, I will go and see the results for myself.

Zell points a finger at a spot in the distance. Several of the cubes flock to the place she pointed, congregating in a frenzy above the monoliths there. Strange lights begin to swim through the air around them.

She says: “look for me, listen for me and I will be there.”

After the vision, I get in my car and head for the Falls. There's no plan except to park and investigate. I drive to Clifton Hill, a popular tourist promenade. A sign leads me to a parking lot.

Parked before the gate is a police cruiser. The last digits on the plate are 999.

I soon realize this lot is the same one I parked in on a significant visit 4 years ago. One I had never found since then. I didn't realize until I was there.

That visit had happened the night of September 21st 2019. As I walk to the main strip, I hear on the speakers mounted to the streetlights:

Do you remember

The 21st night of September?

That same song had played that same night, which is the reason I remember that date.

𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 is the second song they play after I arrive. The first one was 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯'.

The Ferris wheel, called the SkyWheel, attracts my eye and I decide to take a ride.

This is the ticket I bought.

At the top of the Skywheel, I look over the Falls at the American side. There I see a blazing digital billboard on the side of a building.

All it says when I look is "MAY 27." The artist signs her work. 5/27 is the same date that I uploaded this.

I also look down and see the lot I parked in. It's just a footpath away from the Skylon tower. I had thought nothing of the tower when I arrived. Only now do I see it.

It's a near perfect replica of the Watchtower where Zell and I stood in the world above the world.