The Mysterious
Doorway of Amaru Muru

Part 3 (Conclusion)

by Mark Felder

(Part 1)

(Part 2)

Ray and Ethan tried it again with interesting experiences. Then Klaus tried it. We all wished him an exciting journey as he worked his way past us through the darkness and up the ledge to the opening.
We could barely see him under the starlight as he knelt down. We could hear his clothing rustling, his feet shifting on the sandstone ledge, and his labored breathing. Then he started chanting. He went through the three tones and paused, then started again. During his third tone everything went eerily silent. The energy pouring out the doorway went off the charts. Little lights danced around the doorway as its edges glowed. We waited about a minute and then from the blackness of the doorway he murmured, “Where am I?” We could hear him moving about on the ledge and we all quickly went over to him.

Klaus was coming down off the ledge and seemed to be very disoriented. We steadied him and Kathy was filming. We asked if he was Ok. He said he went through! He went through the doorway! He told us how he was flying over the earth. Down below he could see people farming the land. All the people and animals were living with the land in total peace and harmony. It was so beautiful and peaceful. He said it was daylight there, and didn’t know what the time frame was. He said he felt like he was gone for quite a while.

We helped him back to the waiting area. Finally success! Someone had gone through. He didn’t seem to have any trouble returning; he just reappeared through the doorway. He sat on a boulder and Henry the guide went up to try it. He didn’t go through, but reported some interesting things that happened. We saw red lights and some flashes of white light while he was chanting.

Now it was my turn again. The air was very cold now and short gusts of wind whipped through the area. I was staring up into the sky intently. The amount of stars I could see was breathtaking. I could see the Milky Way and the large darker area right next to it. The guys wished me a safe journey, and I went slowly back up the ledge and stood in front of the black opening.

I took another long look up at the night sky. I was thinking that so many beings must have come and gone through this door, and the first or last thing that many had seen on this side was that sky, and all those brilliant stars. I was standing in the exact spot they all had stood, and could not help but wonder what would happen if a traveler came through while I was standing there, blocking his way as he slid out the opening, bumping into me. Who would be startled more? I hesitated kneeling down as I reached inside and felt around, just in case someone actually was in there. I was relieved to find it was empty.

My knees protested as I knelt on the rough stone sill. I felt for the depression where I would place my forehead, and got positioned. Again my thoughts went to all those who have passed through this place before me. Their foreheads were pressed in the exact same spot mine was. I wondered what they must have been thinking as they moved through this portal.

The waves of pulsing energy pouring out of the doorway were very strong and disorienting. I started my chanting. With the first tone, I felt myself swiftly move way inside. With the second tone, I was moving back out, and on the third tone I moved very quickly deep into the wall. I was out of breath and finding more wasn’t working very well.

Then suddenly I could see through the stone. Before me was a cavern. It was dark except for where I was looking. The cavern illuminated wherever my eyes went. It was as if my eyes were spotlights. Twenty feet down below and in front of me were rows and rows of these incredible statues. They seemed to be made of stone and were life-sized. All were warriors holding spears and bows. They were dark brown, the same color as all the earth and stone in that area. As I looked back into the cave, the rows of warriors went back as far as I could see. There were hundreds or more of them. The cavern seemed to be 60 to 80 feet across and was filled wall to wall with the statues.

I was on a ledge, kneeling, in a small cavity that opened to the cavern below me. The air was cold and crisp. I was fully aware of being in my physical body, right there. There were no sounds other than that of my clothes as I shuffled around, and my breathing. All my physical and inner senses told me I was physically there in that cavern. Needless to say, I was in awe at the sight below me, and that I was there in the cavern.

My vision was crystal clear, the details super sharp. The statues were highly detailed and life-like, except for the color. They were evenly spaced about two feet apart. All of them were facing  forward in my direction and at attention. I had a knowing, that these warriors once made, have been in that dark cave for thousands of years, and very few beings have ever seen them. It seemed like I was there for ten to twenty minutes. It was hard to tell as the sense of passing time was different. Then I felt myself move backwards out to the face of the portal. I felt very privileged that the doorway had revealed something so rare and special to me. I thanked the portal for the gift, and knowing that I wouldn’t be passing through this time, I went back to the group to prepare for another attempt. Kathy filmed me telling them what occurred.

Ray went up to the doorway. We waited quietly. The tones started and after about ten minutes he came back. During his chanting there was the same eerie silence for about half a minute. He said he didn’t go through, but had seen a fantastic sight. It was a crystal, about five feet into the rock. He described it as an incredible sight, details of which I’ll get to later.

Ethan tried the door. I don’t recall what happened, but he didn’t go through. Then Jerry said he was going. This was a bit of a surprise as he was so apprehensive about it before. He walked up to the doorway and in the starlight we could see the faint glow of his yellow coat. We still could hear every shuffle, every breath as he got positioned in the opening. The doorway was so black that he was already out of sight. He started the tones. On the second round of tones things went silent again.

The doorway had a glow about its edges. The energy was really rocking now, more than before, and I felt very woozy just sitting on the boulder 40 feet away. We waited for about a minute and then there was a loud rustling sound coming from the doorway. Kathy called out Jerry’s name several times and then he answered. He said he had gone through. We all went to the doorway to help him down. He was sitting on the ledge with his back in the opening. He said there was a very loud cellophane sound ringing in his ears so he couldn’t hear us at first, and that he had to push his way out of the stone. Kathy filmed his story, and then encouraged him to try it again. Jerry was reluctant to do it right away.

Then someone had the idea for all of us to try the door at the same time. Five of us agreed to try it. Jerry was in the doorway, I was standing in the left pillar. Two others sat with their backs to the doorway, right next to it, and Ethan stood at the right pillar. We all faced out except Jerry, and all started chanting the tones at the same time. We tried it several times, but with no results. Then we all faced the doorway and tried it again; still nothing.

Because of how cold it had become, Jeff had already gone back to the bus to warm up. Klaus and Ray were too cold to continue, so they went to the bus as well. I decided to try again. This would be my fifth try at the doorway. I got into the position and noticed how the energy coming out of it had stopped. The stone felt just like ordinary stone. There was plenty of air to breath inside. Things had drastically changed. I started the tones, but could not get any resonance whatsoever. I kept at it, adjusting my tones but still no resonance. The doorway had shut down. Disappointed, I worked my way back to the remaining group. Kathy filmed me. I told them the doorway had shut down. This surprised everyone.

Then Ethan went up to the doorway and started the tones. After a few minutes he came back and said the doorway was not working, it had shut down. We couldn’t feel the strong energy pulsing out in waves as before. I wasn’t giving up though. The others seemed ready to call it a night and go back to the hotel. They were cold, but I wanted one more shot at it.

I told them I was going to try it again. Henry, the local guide, came up to me and tried to convince me to go. He was cold and wanted to warm up on the bus. I told him I was going again and worked my way back to the doorway. I knew this was most likely my last try at it. The doorway had shut down, and I wanted to know for sure that I had done everything I could to go through. The thought of stopping just because someone else was cold didn’t make any sense to me. They could go back to the bus. I was cold too, but so what. Being cold is temporary, but this experience would last me a lifetime.

I stood on the ledge in front of the opening, taking in all the sensations of that place. I gazed out at the awesome black sky, with the billions of stars shimmering in it, making me feel so small. I felt the icy cold crisp air blowing on my skin, and inhaled as deeply as I could. I turned to face the opening, and knelt down inside. I placed my hands on the back wall and asked the doorway and the universe to allow me something special to experience. I still had my original destination in mind. The pungent odor of Wachuma, which saturated the doorway, swirled around in the chilling breeze. I placed my forehead into the cavity and waited for a moment, then started the tones.

As I started the first tone, I could feel waves of energy surging out and all around me. I repeated the first tone and the energy built. The heady smell of Wachuma stung my nose. My breath became short and I started the second tone. I could feel myself being pulled in and out of the doorway in a slow pulsing motion. I repeated the first two tones and then hit the third. My entire face sunk several inches into the stone, while the rest of me stayed on the outside.

Instantly I could see a brilliant light in front of me. I was looking through the stone and about 5 feet in, in total blackness, like a void, was a large beautiful brilliant crystal. It was multi-faceted, about 18” high and almost the same in diameter. There was a brilliant pure white light glowing from within, which illuminated its multiple facets. The light was rapidly bouncing all around the interior of the crystal. The crystal was slowly rotating. Bright blue streams of energy radiated outward, like a Tesla coil, in all directions, yet they illuminated nothing.

The crystal was in a complete void. I watched the crystal for what seemed like 5 minutes. It was beyond any description I can find words for, as it wasn’t just a visual experience. This crystal went right through me in ways I cannot describe. I have been trying to find the words for this and still can’t. It was an indescribable intelligence, much different from my own, and penetrated every cell of my body, every thought in my mind.  
The rock I was looking through suddenly closed up. I could tell that the doorway was telling me I was done for that night. I got up and went back down to the group. Kathy filmed me for the last time. We went back to the bus, this time with flashlights to light the way.

On the ride back to the hotel, Ray, who also had seen a crystal, and I compared notes on the crystals we both saw. The details were exactly the same, right down to every tiny detail we could remember. I asked him what his destination had been if he went through, and he said he wanted to see god. I told him I wanted to see my greater self. He was still blown away with his experience with the crystal, and so am I.

For clarification, neither I nor anyone in our group was using Wachuma, alcohol, or any other mind altering substance while at the doorway. The Wachuma I smelled had been applied by someone else prior to our arrival. The video that Kathy shot of us at the doorway has been edited into a half hour documentary and is freely available at http://xpeditionstv.com Episode 3, The Star Gate of Aramu Muru.

Photography by Mark Felder