Astral Hot Planet

On the night of December 6, 2023, I was in an astral dimension on an earth-like planet, where there was no sea nor mountains. The surface was liquid rock, which seethed and fumed. Even though the temperature on the surface was very hot, the body used in that dimension did not burn. It was a body which was a head only. All persons on that planet were heads alone. All heads faced upward, away from the planet, and stared into the sky.

The atmosphere above could not be seen because there were chemical clouds of vapor passing over head. These were so thick that nothing in the sky could be seen. I tried to speak of it to some persons who were near to me, but the idea of speech was the only thing I could no. Speech itself was not possible.

At one point, a part of the planet’s surface crusted. It dried into being hard rock. Just them there was stuttering and vibrating like in an earthquake. The situation began to be unstable. Someone nearby said, “Move, move, do you not see? Do you not hear? It is an earthquake. We will be swallowed. Let do something. Let us save ourselves from this.”

As that person said this, everyone who heard him realized that they were helpless and would have to endure whatever happened there. Sometime after, I was shifted from that astral place. It rendered some idea about how planets cool down after forming into large roundish objects in space.