It has its name for good reason. When time compresses, it means I’m cluttered, anxious and annoyed; I’m now resisting everything! Pressure has risen to a point and is clearly expressing thru my nervous system because of one of life’s broken components. Which, now, affects every other.
I’m in troubleshoot mode as my thoughts fire off in every direction. Also, my perception of calendar time amplifies, turning each second into many.
Next, as I try to find a solution ‘out’ by my usual channel, and overthink the situation, I only add to the cause instead.
Although, at first, I run with my urge to think-think-think, because I see the demand as imperative, to fix things up. Upon looking deeper, however, the fact was quite different.
By always diving in headfirst and heavily processing (in my attempt to dig up the key), I’d end up causing more harm than good, reducing the space between my thoughts.
Lastly, with excess heat filling the room upstairs, I’ve finally had enough.
It’s time to evacuate and get to somewhere timeless!
Dealing with the Density
Compressed/Dense/Heavied Time, means that I’m consumed in the haunts of Yesterday with an immediate threat of a similar repeat occurring Tomorrow, or soon. Regrettably, once I’m stuck inside this damn tight enclosure, I eventually offset the process in the only way known. In desperation, I hunt for a set of thoughts stocked in just enough pleasure from my safe-haven imaginary land, and grab at it, causing a shift.
By using my ability to refine, convert and compensate over the fear, I open a pathway to my escape. Because when I’m less stressed and decompressed, no matter how my state gets achieved, the only concern I have about the clock, is it staying FAR AWAY! My sole aim inside a strong to severe Time Compression Field is to get out super fast.
Synonymous with: Active Heavy Fragments.