My story is, that 10 years ago I had very intense experience, which involved lots of energy, starting to see better into the future, and many physical miracles - the world went into very strong synchronicity, all the sounds around me and everything was like animated for me, every event happening in answer to my thoughts; it felt like I had many friends - very strong connections with people on the streets, like a lots of information moving in moments, when I see certain kinds of people. Telepathically as well, there was a stream of energy and information and strong visions.
The second phase was as if a war had began - signs became negative, and it felt like the streets are full of enemies and everything switched; this is a very meaningful part of aloneness - something is attacking every energy of me and I'm surprised that such spiritual attack is even possible. I think it's the part where one has to grow into maturity ..this, as well, has taken many years for now.
Right now I'm learning about the five elements of Buddhism to gain more into material world, because those two experiences or periods - in first one, I never started to talk and it left nothing material, and the second one, the war, also leaves nothing material - it's happening mainly in the realm of mentality. I think that as I study materials, the energy starts more flowing into material realm - I mean, the one, which creates something solid and stable out of it in my life. But this phase is very good where all my energies are attacked, because I see so many weaknesses I did not imagine before, and even the strongest things in the Universe - you have to protect them.
But out of this, I made my philosophy stronger under this attack and I wrote some texts of philosophy and spirituality, which I want to share:
The description of your two phases reminded of the tale, told from several traditions, about two travelers:
An old farmer was hoeing in his field beside the road on the outskirts of town. A stranger walked up to him and said, “I’m new to these parts, and it looks like I’ll settle here for a while. What sort of people live in this town?”
“What were the people like where you come from?” replied the farmer. “Oh, they were the best people in the world. They would do anything to help a neighbor. I’m sorry to be leaving them,” he said. “Fear not,” said the farmer. “You’ll also find the same sort in the next town.”
The traveler happily went on his way. Sometime later, a second traveler came trudging down the road and stopped to talk to the farmer. “Excuse me, what sort of people live in this town?” he asked, “I’ve come to settle in these parts.” “What were the people like where you come from?” replied the farmer. “They were a bad lot,” said the traveler, “They were jealous and petty and never helped anyone. I’m happy to be leaving them, actually.”
“I’m sorry,” said the farmer, “I’m afraid that you’ll find the same sort here, too.”