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This is, uh, this is Doctor Jonathan Mabry, at… 1:30 PM October Fourteenth. I have been asked to provide a verbal record of my experiences last night. Let me preface this by saying that I am neither a physicist nor a linguist, and I apologize.

I was sitting in my office finishing up paperwork, and then out of nowhere I hear someone say the word “prepare”. Well it didn’t exactly say it I guess, but it thought it. Or I thought it? I think it thought it with my thoughts. It doesn’t matter, I suppose. Anyway, the next thing that I can recall is being pulled… through myself? And then… no, not really then, per se.

You’ll have to bear with me here. I’m going to try to relay my experiences in a way that seems chronologically logical, but you have to understand that from my perspective all of these events happened at the same moment. Or rather, every moment was the same moment, and each event was also every other event. I digress.

Anyway, then I was somewhere else, and I could see it. It looked like, how do I put this, like a sphere within a sheet that had been stretched out of itself. It shone a brilliant metallic orange. It was beautiful. And it spoke to me again, it said “Tathagata” and I knew that that was its name. Or at least what I should think of it as.

It then occurred to me to be scared. I frantically looked around trying to figure out where I was, and that’s when I realized: I hadn’t even left my office. I think that’s when I started putting the situation together. This thing, whatever it was, had pulled me into a separate spatial dimension. I still saw my office, but I could see into it. I saw a depth to everything that had always been hiding there.

Now my understanding of hyperspacial geometry is rusty at best, but some part of me felt qualified to make assumptions, and I think I must have asked (or thought?) something stupid like “Is this the fourth dimension?”, and, I swear to god, this thing without a head or neck nodded. And then it tugged me in another direction, and said “Fifth”.

Christ. I understand how hard this must be to conceptualize for someone who hasn’t seen it; hell, I have seen it and I can barely make sense of it. The fifth dimension, as I suppose that’s what I was seeing. We were still in the office, but I only knew that because I could see an object in front of me that was the same color as my cactus. It didn’t look like a cactus, mind you, more like… like a set of concentric cylinders covered in very sharp prisms. We sat there for what seemed like an hour, as I just took in the world around me, and as Tathagata seemed to observe my reactions.

Again it occurred to me that I had barely stopped to question my situation, so enraptured was I by the things before me. I again addressed my visitor and I thought to it something that was somewhere between “how” and “why”, and to me it responded “All in time. Come. There is more”. Then, just as suddenly as the last time, it brought me further down its rabbit hole.

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You’ll have to forgive me. I do truly wish that I could describe for you just what it is like to comprehend six dimensions in space, but anything I could say simply falls short. There are no words in any language on earth that can convey anything about my experience in 6D space. Suffice to say it was beautiful.

My guide again addressed me, projecting into my mind the word “here”. As I took in the view, I noticed that we were surrounded by other creatures like Tathagata. Some were shiny orange like it was, others were deep indigos and neon green. Some were colors that I had never seen before. They seemed welcoming, in their own way.

Tathagata then projected the word “Home” into my head. We lingered there for a while, and I was enraptured by the movements of these beings. Sometimes they would flutter like flags in the wind, other times crashing into each other like colliding bullets. They chased each other like schools of fish though folds in space. More often than not they moved about in ways I’m not sure I fully understood.

Next I heard echoes of my own thoughts. “Why” and “beautiful” and “more”, like memories of memories. And I understood.

These things, whatever they were and however they were shaped, existed naturally on a conceptual level that allowed them to move through six dimensions, but they were not naturally able to go further. Life in seven dimensions and beyond was as impossible for them as life in six is for us. I think that’s why they reach out to us. They think we might be able to help them break through into a seventh, so that they can experience the same awe. They believe in us.

After some time -maybe minutes, maybe hours- Tathagata brought me back. I watched objects fold back out of themselves as I was brought down from six to five to four and finally back home to three. It then said to me “Tell them”. And then it was gone, as suddenly as it appeared.

I glanced at the clock. The whole ordeal had lasted seconds. I spent the next several hours in the fourth floor restroom vomiting, before I managed to shamble my way into Director Aram’s office and relay what had happened.

And that’s my story. I have petitioned Director Aram to enact a program onsite with the express purpose of aiding Tathagata and the other beings in their endeavor. I hope we can help.

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