Meganom — part 2
Interesting, I think it will happen closer to midnight. For now, I'll catch a couple hours of sleep.
The place is very unfriendly, aggressive. It triggers all sorts of bad thoughts, stirs up unpleasant memories from the past. The wind picked up. Getting colder. The tent barely holds against the wind. The sky is very starry. Not a single cloud. Fell asleep. Woke up many times with a racing heart.
MEGANOM – PART 2 = Day 38 =
Only now am I more or less back to my senses, and can write a few words about my stay on Mount Meganom. I climbed
it yesterday around 17:00, came down today at 10:00. According to descriptions online, this mountain is practically the most anomalous zone in all of Crimea. What I saw here myself — as a "place of power" this mountain has a "–" sign. The place itself has an aggressive, malicious energy. At the same time, it's not even a "place of death" power, where you can relax and let everything go, and calmly "cleanse yourself." This place drains energy and tunes you into a wave of negativity. There's an intention here of some kind of personal force, a spirit of the place, aliens (?). It's unclear what it is, but this will is personal — that is, not just an impersonal source of some energy cluster. Such are my subjective sensations. But Mount Meganom isn't famous as a source of positive energy or a place of power. First and foremost, it's linked to UFO lore and known as a landing site for aliens. Not surprising that so few people climb this mountain (among those who don't know about this place as an anomalous zone). The place itself repels. Just right for aliens — minimum witnesses. ))
Staying on this mountain for the night, I hoped to stay awake and observe the mountain for as long as possible. I positioned the tent so that the summit was visible through the window. After about an hour and a half, I suddenly felt overwhelmingly sleepy. And I had no desire at all to crawl out of the tent to shake off the drowsiness. It was cold, a strong wind was blowing — so strong that, a little more and it could easily have carried the tent away with me inside. In short, everything turned out so that, aside from the truly stunning starry sky and some periodic glow like a searchlight illuminating zones (as if from above, sweeping evenly across the ground in random directions), I didn't manage to see anything interesting. I don't know what it was, but it looked not entirely natural. I still fell asleep around 23:00. Slept very poorly. From the very start of my observation of this mountain, terrible thoughts began to come to me, negative memories surfaced from the past. These were, perhaps, the most unpleasant thoughts that could possibly come, my pain points. I noticed that these thoughts wouldn't have surfaced on their own. Something provoked them to come from outside, and one thought was tied to a fear that, at this point, I only theoretically understand how to deal with. And it was as if something on this mountain was telling my subconscious that "it" would happen this very night, if I didn't get the hell out of here right now. I decided to stay anyway. There was no way to climb down from there at night regardless. The wind kept getting stronger. It was literally tearing the tent out. I woke up often in the middle of the night. Got up early, feeling like I hadn't slept at all. I didn't even consider the idea of staying here at least until evening. I moved on to the next place.
Meganom sucked all the strength out of me. I was in a shattered state all day. Arrived in Alupka. I passed by Demerdzhi, which was also on my list of places. I'll go there another time. Searched for a beach for a long time. Settled on the shore closer to midnight. Soon I need to wrap up this journey. The need to act, to create something useful, to make, to explore, is burning stronger and stronger. The journey has practically exhausted itself.