Jones Soda Bottles

I found myself in the astral again last night.

I was inside of a training center. I decided to go outside. I walked along a hallway and turned right through a doorway. There was a small corridor, more like an atrium, that led to the outside. As I was walking through the corridor I remembered to vocalize a mantra for protection while in the astral plane. So I paused and began to vocalize the mantra.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TdH2VP8sE0

At this same moment some people were walking in through the same corridor. A black guy heard me, he stopped, turned to me and asked, "What's up with you dude?" I turned to him and said "It's a chant." He grinned, turned away and continued on his way.

This was an interesting event because it was one of the few times I had direct communication with a denizen of the astral. Although I have been in the astral many times I do not always communicate with them. I prefer to simply explore the astral and take in the scenes, which as I said on another post, are oftentimes very colorful and vivid.

After being interrupted by the guy, I decided to vocalize the mantra a couple of times more. Then I walked out of the building. Outside, the scene looked like a yard. There was still plenty of light outside but it looked the way it does just before the sun sets. I turned left and I saw a small garden. I saw what appeared to be small colorful birds trying to burrow into the ground.

I walked over to get a closer look and was surprised to see that they did not look like birds. They looked like bottles. Like Jones soda bottles.

I walked into the garden and then turned around. At this moment I remembered to also perform the sign of the pentagram, the upward pointing star, for protection. I did so, cautious to not step on any of the colorful creatures that were at my feet.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qeYkj70ATkg


After performing the sign of the pentagram I walked out of the garden and headed back in the direction from where I had come from. Towards my right I saw a group of about four or five people. They appeared to be engaged in a conversation among themselves.

Around this time I felt myself stirring again, and I found myself back in my bed. I was back in my physical body again.