Alexey K. (EIE) - Colors as the expression of emotional states

The world, for me, is filled with different colors and shades.

<...> When I look into someone’s eyes, I feel what color that person is. They may have flashes if they’re nervous or aggressive. They can be dark blue when they’re deeply sorrowful. This is something I can feel very strongly.

<...> By the color of a person’s aura, I determine whether I feel comfortable with them or not. People who seem to feel like nothing can affect them anymore — their aura is golden. And most of my friends have an orange aura. I like patience in people, and in my perception, those who possess it have an orange aura.

Everyone can have their own colors. For example, another EIE might experience calmness as green, while for me it’s blue. For me, orange is the color of patience and composure. I feel that such people are genuinely kind toward everyone and that they won’t ever let you down. I know for sure that they’re responsible — almost all my friends have this kind of aura.

<...> And sometimes when you walk and look at a person, everything seems fine, yet you see that they are kind of shackled. Their eyes look fine, but you feel deep inside that they’re closed off from others, even though their mind is saying to you, “Hello, hi,” as if in a dream, not meaning anything. Later you eventually learn what’s really going on, and once you talk to the person for a while and observe some of their qualities, then you continue living alongside them, and they open up to you.

<...> I subconsciously sense a person’s aura color. For example, someone might have a yellow aura, but when they start becoming aggressive, it begins to glow red; and when you feel that they have problems, black flashes appear — like abysses.

And then I feel a strong desire to help them, but I can’t — these flashes almost blind you; they start to extinguish your energy. That’s the hardest moment, when you need to overpower someone else’s energy, give away your own, even when you have none left. You need to make the person pour everything out, calm down — and to do that, you have to talk to them.

Just yesterday I had a phone conversation with a friend — I spent about fifteen minutes calming her down. I didn’t see her, she’s in another city, but I could feel that instead of her yellow aura, it had turned dark blue. Something was pulling her somewhere, I could feel it deep inside. I felt I had to help her somehow, emotionally. Jumping into that whirlpool, into that abyss, I tried to pull her out with words, feeling her aura shimmer with different colors.