As I write down these words
they may come off as solemn vows.
Words are neutral but
inside each one there is life.
Hidden Steps, a poem
As I write down these words they may come off as solemn vows. Words are neutral but inside each one there is life.
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The IllusionLast night I had a lucid dream. Suddenly I realized that I was completely aware, not only of the dreaming state, but of the ability to navigate the dream world, sort of like while astral traveling. What's more, everything was a dream illusion, and hoping that it would not disappear or that I would drift into sleep, I remained steadfast. The dream space was not under my entire control. I could only traverse through it. I found myself in Cancun, taking in the physicality of the beaches and water like a dessert. The Dog UprisingI flew away from Cancun and the next place I found myself in was at the edge of a backyard fence line in Anywhere, USA. It's a bit of an older neighborhood - the fence is starting to look jagged - and it's distinctly dark outside. I next heard a lot of ferocious barking in the street. Looking through the cracks in the fence, I see some dogs circling a young boy who is fleeingfor his life. I jump the fence into the backyard, but soon am confronted by a large dog charging me at full bore. It's black and brown, like a Rottweiler. As I jump up on the fence a Doberman Pincher joins the other one and is jumping up trying to nip at my feet. I decide that I need to make a run for the house in order to find a weapon to fend off the bloodthirsty hounds. I get to a room which apparently is my own, in search of a rifle which I can not find. The closet is too messy! After what seems like forever, I finally find a .22 rifle and make my way back outside. The dogs again charge, and instead of shooting one I climbed into a tree. The three led me up to the 2nd floor, onto a balcony. What I discovered on the 2nd floor were 2 dogs that my mom owned that were not only tied up, but restrained, seemingly for "their own good". There was one medium sized dog that was a short haired mutt with long ears. It managed to work its way onto the top of the fence below the balcony and was pacing. It was all a coordinated effort to try to free two of their fellow dogs. I was confronted with the choice now to shoot the animals with the rifle or free the two dogs who had every appearance of wanting to be set free. A Hypnagogic Graph and visiting L.A.Before falling all the way to leep last night, I fell emerged deeply enough into unconsciousness to begin spontaneously playing in the realm of dream. Occasionally I will employ grids, overlays, and other visual accompaniments when trying to access - or fill - data through the psyche. In this particular state, I saw a graph of four bars. Three had almost ran out and one was remaining. The sentiment was that this was the remaining time for the United States until a collapse of some sort happened, perhaps being the final nail in the economic coffin. On the night before, I had a dream that I was in Los Angeles, CA. I was an observer looking in above the city. I remember thinking, or being told, that if, or when, a tsunami hits, there will not be enough time for most people to reach safety because of traffic, as it 2 hours just to get to the other side of the city. I know nothing about evacuation routes in that area of the country. One can imagine the amount of traffic if the whole of the population tried to exit at once. We know that a major earthquake happening is inevitable in the future, but are we prepared for it or a possible tsunami that results? I have a feeling that it could be sooner than later. Unfortunately, we don't exactly plan for long term futures. This dream occurred somewhere around 2002. In it dream there was a school, which in my opinion represented some future point in time for society. When I arrived to the school, notably the doors were wide open. The school was basically unattended, in the same way one would be left unattended after hours. In appearance, it was a mixture of both high school and college. In truth, all ages were welcome here. Refreshingly, one could come as one pleased. Learning was based solely on curiosity and the desire to learn whatever one chose. There was a definite freedom in strolling through the corridors and entering its various and doorways and classrooms at leisure. At one point I passed by two little girls. Both had the blondest of hair and wore little pink dresses and apparently they were twins. Their father was present; I inquired what was going on and was told they were working on a science project, which in actuality was a time machine. I believe they were genetically modifying themselves - or their offspring? - in order to help accomplish this. I remained somewhat skeptical and moved on. As I strolled onward, I found my way into a courtyard. It was a fall day with gray clouds in the sky. The courtyard was made of stonework and there was a garden in the middle in the form of a circle. Most of the ground was covered in yellow leaves as a slight breeze pushed things around. In the courtyard were two people playing soccer with each other, kicking the ball around. I recognized the two individuals from my past, not as friends but strictly as old schoolmates. They were very humble and friendly, however in the past they were quite the opposite: as young students they were mean, judgmental and conforming individuals. They invited me to join them. It was obvious they regretted this part of their past, but they had somehow experienced a shift in attitudes and grown. I was happy for their progress. Interestingly, none of the correspondence took place verbally. It was entirely through telepathic communication and understanding. An older dream in which I am walking down an alley. Stopping near an area of dumpsters and telephone poles, I look up and there is a white (albino) dragon caught in electrical wires suspended mid-air. It is raining and the dragon, larger than life (it was actually white with some minor pink tones) and rather uncomfortable-looking, struggles to get itself loose. I want to try to help but there is not much I can do and lightning appears to be an impending risk. In Japanese culture, most dragons are water deities associates with rainfall and bodies of water. According to Wikipedia, "Mizuchi 蛟 or 虯 was a river dragon and water deity. The Nihongi records legendary Emperor Nintoku offering human sacrifices to mizuchi angered by his river engineering projects" and Watatsumi 海神 "sea god" or Ryūjin 龍神 "dragon god" "was the ruler of seas and oceans, and described as a dragon capable of changing into human form. He lived in the undersea Ryūgū-jō 龍宮城 "dragon palace castle", where he kept the magical tide jewels."
O Goncho, on the other hand, is a pure white dragon that appears every 50 years, morphing into a golden bird. It is a harbinger of famine and represents lack. This dream dates back about 3 years ago.
It is evening time. I am in my room playing records for someone and trying to explain the better charms of record players (with some difficulty, as apparently they are not from our time or place). At some point I receive some messages over a fax machine or print outs from a computer. The messages I receive appear to be from an alien or higher dimensional source. One message has some symbols referring to "gears", which is apparently regarding an idea or design I had worked on before. One of the symbols, while a letter, is also a smiley face representing happiness towards this idea. Spinning, circles, turning, whirl pools and galaxies are themes threading themselves through the dream. If you have seen the dark Japanese film Uzumaki, it may give you a general idea. Sheets of paper fly across the room into my hands, essentially telling me I should work on a project, that a hole through dimensional space or in the earth's gravity field will form, and we will be able to travel inter-dimensionally or through time. I woke up with the idea that imagining oneself spinning faster could increase one's inner vibration and facilitate astral travel. (After thought: I have since read about this spinning phenomenon and how it can be used to intentionally induce an altered out of body state. When I was young I recall floating up to the ceiling many times and starting to spin around like a ceiling fan itself building up momentum. This tearing away from the normal state can be likened to experiences while using Salvia or DMT.) This morning I awoke to having recalled 2 dream messages or scenarios. In one the US was attacked by three different countries. In another, something was confirmed as to my suspicions but I can not recall that piece of information 100% at the present time, but it may have had something to do with what has been terms the Harvest.
I'll take the time to mention a few older dreams now. I have often dreamed of tornadoes, and it has been my belief that, given natural earth changes and the extent to which we are running the planet into the ground, strange weather will continue to happen. I'm no stranger to tornadoes having grown up in the Dallas, TX. I still recall the bright, alien green sky through the cafeteria windows at my school where we spent many an occasion crouched uncomfortably in the hallway. The most recent tornado dream of mine was one in which I was riding in a friend's car down a road. A large tornado passed by, then not much later a second one came alongside the road, however this one forced us off to the side near a ditch in order to seek coverage, but soon enough it had passed, or at least the dream ended there. Uncannily, the location looked and felt like where I grew up in Dallas. Only a few weeks later at least 13 tornadoes struck Dallas, two of which were rather large, but miraculously there were no serious injuries, mostly due to the warning systems in place and the time of day at which they struck. In an earlier dream, I was in an urban area. There were many buildings that were devastated, including thick concrete buildings, the cause of which was not readily apparent to me in recall. There was much rubble around and half torn open buildings. It was night time and suddenly a tornado came barreling down the street or alleway, forcing me and friends to seek coverage in some half-remaining 4-5 story buildings. (Recently DARPA has been making headway into robotics and their use in security applications and on the battlefield.) I had a dream a few years ago (yet another relating to the topic of missiles) where US skies rained missiles from a foreign threat. After leaving the city limits and surviving the initial barrage or conflict, I was later placed in house arrest. The only thing guarding myself and the roommates, all of which were equally being held "legally", was one single robot, equipped with cameras, sensors, and other gadgetry. The thing that struck me about this gizmo was the limited intelligence and the ease in which we could evade its monitoring. I eventually left "house arrest" and though I was tailed by a police car, I escaped by "flying", which in my dreams is a frequent form of transportation, and entered a cloud where someone was awaiting me. This brings me to another topic of my dreams which has to do with martial law. In yet another dream, this one from 3-4 years ago, individuals in my city were rounded up by the military. Each person was given a color corresponding to their threat level. Green indicated no threat. Yellow indicated a warning, or mild threat status. And red corresponded to a terrorist level threat. I was given the yellow, and along with my peers was placed in the back of a military personnel vehicle for escorting elsewhere. There is one other dream along this vein I would like to mention. It took place rather recently and in it, once again, martial law had been declared, this time rather "ad hoc". Individuals were asked to stay indoors wherever they were at the time if their names happened to be on a list in their district. I was not on the list, and I recall searching for supplies and wishing I had prepared more in advance, considering there was a run on some of them. Either these are aspects of imagination, or that which is buried deep within the unconscious that correspond to worrying trends we see increasing around us today, or they are worrying signs themselves that ought to be headed, the sentiment of which is that the American Dream is starting to collapse. Through the course of it, we may see drastic changes brought about by our government or our inability to change. This morning I had a dream that I was standing in a long line inside of a building - maybe it was a cafeteria lunch line or something similar. While waiting I went through my pockets and pulled out a coin that I began fiddling around with. The coin was a new-looking nickel with a "shield design" embedded inside of it (upon after-reflection there are newer shield coins out in addition to older ones from the 1800's). What I noticed on this newer coin was that, if you held it at the right angle, you could see, almost as plain as day, a second design built into the original, and the second design revealed a Nazi Swastika. In slight disbelief I showed it to some other people nearby and then decided to take a second glance and size it up further. In addition to the swastika there was a shield that had the "SS" symbol embedded into it. At this point I was more of a state of disbelief than before. Just then a strange, dilapidated yellow jacket fell out of the bottom of the coin. Apparently this represented "evil" or "the devil".
I was temporarily in a dream-like state yesterday morning. While there I had the impression of three bombings or attacks of one kind or another. One of them was at an airport which I believe to be in the UK. One of the terminals was blown up, perhaps with a bomb on a plane or just in the terminal itself. I saw mostly physical damage and charring to the terminal/docking area from an outside view. The other two locations were either unknown or lost in dream memory.
I drive a Kia. The brakes on the thing have been spongy on and off now for a little while, but I have been both lazy and avoidant about fixing them. Enter a dream about no brakes. I was driving along the roadways when suddenly I discovered that I could not stop my vehicle at all. What's worse is that, when I applied the lever, the emergency brake would not work either. As a last ditch effort I slammed the gear shift into park just to help stop my vehicle. After getting out to assess the situation, I witnessed that the rear brakes had literally been pulled out of place and were laying on the ground next to the rear wheel.
The interpretation: Today I had a brake inspection done only to be presented with over $800 in repairs. The master cylinder has to be replaced, along with the rear brake cylinders, front rotors, and fluid (call me cheap but I now fully intend to do it myself with $150 in parts from the local parts store). What the dream informed me approximately one week in advance was that a) the master cylinder was getting worse (becoming a safety issue in the last two days) b) the emergency brake was now suddenly going way too far out of adjustment and c) the rear cylinders were leaking (already known), now causing too much dust build up and wear and tear at the back of the vehicle. This all sounds fairly irrelevant to most readers, but what it goes to show you is that if you pay close attention to your dreams they can definitely provide helpful information about what lies ahead. All you need to do is be open to and acknowledge dream symbolism and potential warnings when they occur. Whether they are about your health or finances, keep them in mind and see how they may or not be of use to you. Remind yourself before going to bed and think about your dreams immediately upon waking. Realize they may not always make full sense right away. The future is always open to change, but if you are more alert you can often work to change it in a more beneficial way. Remember that in the space of dreams time is instantaneous and fluid. |
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