About a week into my first spiritual graduation (which felt like a 6 month clairvoyant circus), I saw a horde of glowing white monkeys on my ceiling observing me. They felt superior; it was almost like I was their pet. They were obsessed with evolution. Although I never saw them again, I was so confused that I donated more money than I could afford to a charity focused on preserving the lives of apes in Africa. They had ancient royal attire and a few of them had space suits.