I see nine colors. I know how weird that sounds, how inexplicably strange such a statement seems, nonetheless, it's absolutely true. Other prophets have talked about people like me. I just never thought I was one of those people. Surprise.

So here's how it works. The common spectrum is both static and one dimensional. The new colors share neither of these qualities. The eighth color, which I call Grink, is a combination of lime green and hot pink. The two colors pulsate in constantly shifting and jagged waves, changing places with each other with every pulsation. My spirit guides tell me it is the color related to our fourth chakra, the seat of our emotions, which I never would have figured out since I see it on EVERYTHING. Only on the sunniest days, when the light makes the common spectrum especially bold, I cannot see grink. Conversely when the sunlight fails, I can be blinded by grink. I cannot make out facial details in dim light because the shimmer of grink is especially aggitated by a human. The grink shimmers over everything, but it only becomes really clear around a strong source of aggitation. People, animals, plants, certain buildings, hospitals, ghosts, graveyards, cars, TVs, computer equipment, power lines, rivers, tidepools, crystals, highways, large metal structures, a glass of water: the list goes on and on. So I live with a constant sheen of flourescent green and pink interacting in patterns that differ from object to object. For example the words on my computer screen are having an effect on the grink causing pink and green shadows of the black words. Blank areas on my screen have a pattern like raindrops falling on the screen. I have stated previous that I don't get along with ghosts. Though they are normally invisible, they make a very distinctive pattern in the grink, as do I, which is why mischievous entities exit my presense ASAP. Magic causes tremendous changes in the grink, I can see the pattern of the grink around my hands excelerating, growing, and as I direct my will, a strand of energy will arise from each hand which flickers like a fire of pink and green. In places where the energy is bad, the grink turns cyan and orange, which interacts in large S curls. I've seen this a lot in places with flourescent lighting, stores suffer more than offices in this regard, but either way, it gives me vertigo, so I find myself wearing my sunglasses in such places. When I make a connection I can see it in the grink as flickering flames shooting out in tangent to the line of connection. When two grink patterns interact with each other, the interactions can become kalaidescopic in their whirling. Sometime's the grink is so brilliant I can close my eyes and still see the patterns on the back of my eyelids. During those times the grink is unavoidably visible and sometimes even tactile. I constantly encounter patterns in the grink that I do not recognize at all. I just got used to it. I admire dozens of plants, stones, and insects everyday without any idea of what they're called or their composition. We all do. It's much the same with the grink. I've been seeing the grink my entire life, though normally it only appeared over the congregation at church. I thought my eyes were playing that trick where you stare at an image for a long time, then stare at a blank wall and suddenly you see the same figure but in its opposite colors. I really didn't give any thought until I started seeing it again as an adult. Its now so unavoidable that I've started trying to explain what I'm seeing to other people. Although I don't "know" every pattern, I easily intuit its attitude. After all, a tabby cat and a calico cat are both still cats and though I may never have seen a tabby cat before, the first time I see it, I'll know its a cat.

Speaking of animals, once, while at a doctor's office, I saw a gigantic rat spirit crawl up out of the floor and up through the ceiling of the waiting room. The damn thing was as big as me and had an intense electric pattern in the grink surrounding it. I was leaving at the time, but I kept my eyes open everytime I went back. I didn't like the rat spirit at all, no way, and I hated that it was lurking around the hospital, feeding off misery. I resolved to disintegrate it, but had trouble getting a grip on it. It was hiding from me. My first successful contact came while I was distracted, reading a magazine, and right before my eyes, it was sitting in the room, its electric bolts of grink sparking all around it. I made connections rapidly and began to drain off its energy like pulling electricity through wires. The grink around the creature began to dim. It's rat shape remained only as the faintest sparks of grink. The rat used my own connection against me and a tug of war began. The rat could not get its lost energy back and I couldn't hold on indefinately. The connection broke and the spirit became invisible as it no longer had enough energy to cause a visible impression in the grink. This was my first big lesson in overeating. Anyone who's ever seen me and seen me eat, understands completely, that I am an undereater -- sensitive stomach -- but when I do overeat I suffer. I had just energetically stuffed myself. I felt like a tuba that had been invaded by canaries. My slow low tones were being disrupted by the frenetic energies I had just absorbed. It took me days to correct the problem. If I concentrated I could smooth things out, but once I got tired, I would have tremors in my spine and neck that would rip my head to the side and send ripples up my spine. I take a prescribed medication to hold back these tremors, but even medicated, the head-snaps and spinal tremors are sometimes the only way to shed inharmonious or chaotic energy patterns. A small percentage of the world population can see grink. A much larger percentage of people get gut-instincts in response to these "grink"/emotional energies without a single visual clue.

Okay, now I have to talk to you about Ybble. My nineth color is lemon yellow and dark blue. It behaves nothing like grink at all. Ybble creates an opaque mask over everything, dividing objects into yellow or blue. Depth perception is almost lost. Then suddenly all the colors switch and everything that was blue is now yellow, and vice versa. I have only seen this a few times in my life when I was deeply meditating, reading cards for hours, or performing rigorous magicks. I gladly confess, Ybble is a bit of a mystery to me. It's a very personal experience, but as of yet, my guides have not said much about it, except to confirm that Yes, indeed, its another two dimensional color. Ybble is so flat and unmoving, breaking things up into either blue or yellow with periodic reversals that come at a irregular intervals. Once i've risen to a high enough vibration, Ybble spreads over everything I can see. Then if I turn my head or become distracted - its gone. Ybble makes me feel like there's someone in the room with me, and that the reason the Ybble is so stable is because it's holding open dimensions. I get an image in my head of a rotating sphere. When an object has more than three dimensions it may express itself to us as a rotating object, which expresses its various dimensions as a reoccuring sequence. Reincarnation demonstrates the sequence of birth life death and rebirth which is how humans express their full dimensionality. In physics, Spin 1/2 Objects demonstrate this principle perfectly because they rotate through their dimensions so rapidly. We are all so much greater in the spirit world than in our human form. Ybble has secrets still to teach us, but mark my words : we live in a world with alot more than just three dimensions.

Well, that's it. Two colors, each with two dimensions. Yes, there are more colors but I am just a lungfish. If you to excape the fishbowl, you have to grow some lungs and crawl out. Our children will amaze us, even frighten us, when they begin to see the colors. Just remember the new colors have two (or more) dimensions of color which interact with each other and are expressions of energy.

If you want to see more, practice focusing your eyes on empty space. Our eyes naturally focus on objects, and almost never fix on empty space. That space isn't empty. It's full of energy. Learn to fix your focus on nothing and you'll start seeing something. Its just a matter of getting your eyes to move beyond biological instincts. If you need exercise, there are novelty pictures that will let you see a hidden 3D object by staring at it. Eventually your eyes unfocus a bit allowing the 3D image to come into focus. Some people cannot see these images at all, due to vision problems. Don't worry. Seeing grink requires the use of all three eyes, and the third eye does not suffer from such problems if its used properly. My physical eyes tire more quickly than my third eye, which causes my "vision" to shift into grink. I'll actually complain "I'm getting tired. Everything has turned grink." Long bouts of insomnia, which I used to hate, have become nights rich with new information. I still get grumpy and tired and sometimes I get frustrated because the grink is so bright I can't read or make-out street signs.

I think the happiest thing I have to say about seeing grink are my childhood memories. The glow of grink that would begin around the minister would eventually show up over the entire congregation. Its nice. My personal war with negative entities aside, grink is comforting. To see it is pleasing, to watch its kaleidoscopic shimmer is hypnotic. The grink expresses emotional energy, so when the grink is happy and inspiring it is also awesomely beautiful. I can't wait to see more, but in truth, I could spend an entire lifetime studying the grink. And I just might need to. Afterall, I am only a lungfish, a half-breed. Our progeny will be able to see an entire array of new multi-dimenstional colors, and I will seem like a floundering dinosaur, barely able to perceive what they take for granted. But its cool. I'm having a great time being exactly what I am!