Experience while camping on a Mesa.
Out west there is a flat topped mountain called a Mesa. I thought you could find God or at least spirits on top of said Mesa. It was huge.
Climbing said mountain was difficult as near the top the land in to overlaps making it difficult but not impossible to get on top.
I finally found a way and I made it to the flat surface. It was over three football fields long and about a football field and a half wide.
I was trying to have a legit spiritual experience. Something actually did happen. I didn’t meet God but I did meet something.
Pitching a tent and eating and then exploring the Mesa. As far as I could tell no one else had ever been up there.
I built a fire and heated some beans and some MRI’s and decided on a course of action.
I decided against meditating as this could lead to hallucinations and you could see something that wasn’t there.
During the day I saw nothing. My explorations turned up nothing.
I built a stone cairn after a sudden inspiration. Night fell.
I was asleep and when the sun came up I inspected my cairne . It had been dismantled and then rebuilt in a different
area. I was amazed and a bit frightened. Further exploring turned up nothing.
I decided to spend one more night and upon awakening there was another cairn built. I took pictures and then decided to leave.
Something is up there. It’s a scary place to be.