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The Summit in the City of Angels

Los AngelesLast night I had a dream where I am with an old business associate with whom I had unfinished business ties.  I ask him about the status of the business and ask whether he and our other business partners were still in communication with each other.  To my surprise he answers, “Yes.”  I had long since abandoned the business venture as having failed.  He on the other hand tells me that the business is still viable and no one has lost anything in the transaction.  I’m surprised to hear this but I can’t stop what I’m doing to look into the matter to recover my ownership.  I also feel that since I’ve abandoned the idea, I no longer have a place in the transaction. 

 

I am on my way to the top of Angeles Crest Mountain in the Angeles Crest Forest near Los Angeles.  This is the highest point in the city of Angels.  I can clearly see downtown Los Angeles and the massive sky scrappers.  I pause for a minute to admire the majestic beauty when I suddenly realize I’m already at the summit the highest point of the mountain. Fear now begins to set in.  I’m afraid to fall because I no longer have a sense of direction.  I cannot tell which way is up or which way is down. 

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My Name is Interpol

CigarsLast night, I was visited by a group of extraterrestrials from another dimension. Their lead identified himself as Interpol.  He said his name means “communication.”  At the time of their visit I was stricken with sleep paralysis and therefore stuck in limbo in between worlds.  I could clearly see them standing by my bed partially materialized. They then took me on a journey to their world.  There I met a friend whom I refer to as Ben. We walked along their streets and sat in a tiny cabaret.  I noticed how everything was so crisp and clean. It was dark out and a moon was hovering closely in the night sky. I felt a bit uncomfortable in their world.  We spoke at length about the things we like to do. We both mentioned how we both enjoy a good smoke. 

 

He noticed I was uncomfortable so he asked if there was something I needed.  I asked him if we could go outside; out in the open air to walk again. He agreed.  Before stepping out in the open there was a display window in the cabaret with various after dinner items.  One of the items was a box which had three cigars.  I instinctively reached for one of the three cigars.  He reached for the second one.  I then offered him mine as a gesture of my appreciation.  We both smoked off the same cigar. 

 

We then found ourselves in an open pasture that belonged to a nursery for plants. The caretaker gave me a box with a hundred dollar bill in it and a certificate of ownership and deed to the property.  He said it was for me.  This was my inheritance he said.  I was overwhelmed at the gestures.  I knew this was everything I ever wanted.  I knelt on the ground to see and smell how fertile the soil was. When I kelt I noticed there was a path, a road that lead from my new property to the moon.  It was an incredible sight.  In disbelief, I stood up and noticed in the sky a red light coming toward us.  I knew this was the beacon for the mother ship.  I looked squarely into the light waving my arms over my head to flag the ship down. 

 

The entire ship came in closer as it materialized fully in the night sky.  I assisted it in landing on my new property.  I could clearly see all the details of the ship.  I was asked if I could smell their ship as if it smelled bad but I could not smell anything unpleasant. They then came out of the craft to greet me standing beside my bed.

 

My awareness came full circle again back to the now.  My name is Interpol he said it means communication. He then took me on another journey to see the school where I had received my education.  There I ran into an old friend named Mary.  We reminisced about her wedding where we were in the presence of our mutual friends.  I was carrying a backpack at the time with school supplies.  I was responsible for assisting with registrations at the school.  

 

My awareness came full circle again back to the now.  My name is Interpol he said.  

 

The whole night I could not move.  I couldn’t even move to grab my voice recorder so what I did is I kept repeating the details of the dream in my mind so that I would not forget.  It also helped that I needed to pee but I couldn’t get up for that either.  

 

The first unusual thing that caught my attention was his name, Interpol.  I had never even heard of it until I looked it up in Wikipedia.

 

INTERPOLINTERPOL is the world’s largest police organization. INTERPOL’s mission is to assist law enforcement agencies in each of its 186 member countries to combat all forms of transnational crime.  Its six areas of priority are: drugs and criminal organizations, public safety and terrorism, financial and high tech crimes, trafficking of human beings, corruption, and fugitives.

 

The second thing was the cigars and the issue of smoking.  I don’t smoke cigars or cigarettes.  Somehow I equate the smoke with peace, harmony and tranquility.

 

Cigars are often smoked to celebrate special occasion: the birth of a child, a graduation, a big sale.

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Saint Theresa's Home Made Blueberry Cheese

Saint TheresaLast night I had a dream where I am with my ex and we are visiting Santa Teresita (Saint Theresa).  She lives with her husband in what used to be a disco I used to frequent when I lived in Los Angeles.  The building has a Spanish flare to it.  Inside, the house has 3 levels and the ceiling or roof of the building is visible from every level of the house.  It is a beautiful thatch ceiling much like a hut.  Santa Teresita is an artisan.  She has many of her own hand made Spanish artwork, sculptures, paintings and murals displayed in the house.  As a matter of fact she has even painted her own face (face painting). She also makes edible delights.  She has so many of these delights from which to choose from. I am hungry but can’t decide which one of the many delights I want for myself.  I know I can’t possibly sample all of them.  I want to choose the best one.  She then presents my ex with a gift for his business achievements.  The package has a beautiful deep blue wrapping.  He opens it to find that it is a home made blueberry and white cheese.  The blueberries in the cheese are huge.  He cuts a piece off for me to sample it making sure to use a clean knife to slice it with. It is so overwhelmingly delicious.  The taste sensation is out of this world. The berries are tart yet sweet at the same time and still have much of their juice. Her husband then presents me with a gift; three fragrant green bottles of shampoo presumably also naturally home made.  My ex asks me quietly what is the man’s name as if he had forgotten the name of Teresita’s husband.  I reply, “He doesn’t have a name but Santa Teresita does.”

 

Saint Thérèse de Lisieux (January 2, 1873 – September 30, 1897), or more properly Sainte Thérèse de l’Enfant-Jésus et de la Sainte Face (“Saint Thérèse of the Child Jesus and of the Holy Face”), born Marie-Françoise-Thérèse Martin, was a Roman Catholic Carmelite nun who was canonized as a saint, and is recognized as a Doctor of the Church, one of only three women to receive that honor. She is also known by many as The Little Flower of Jesus.

 

Thérèse is known for her “Little Way.” In her quest for sanctity, she realized that it was not necessary to accomplish heroic acts, or “great deeds”, in order to attain holiness and to express her love of God. She wrote,

 

“Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.”

 

I found it interesting not knowing anything about Saint Theresa that my dream would draw my attention to her litteral face painting which is something that was very much out of place in the dream and correlation to her name Sainte Thérèse de l’Enfant-Jésus et de la Sainte Face (“Saint Thérèse of the Child Jesus and of the Holy Face”).  Dreams like this reasure me that I have been visited by the real person.   So who was the husband the man with no name?  Was it Christ?

 

This dream came at a time when my own heart has been very depressed.  I received consolation in Saint Theresa’s message “Little Ways”.  Maybe it’s not about making a big splash to change the world and have people see the importance of dreams.  Maybe I am making a difference …. one flower petal at a time…. one dream at a time.  My heart was uplifted today by this dream.  I have a renewed sense of hope.

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Smoky Truth

FireplaceLast night I had a dream where I am retelling my dream.  I am walking down my street that my house is on.  I stop to look at the beautiful landscape and the clear blue sky.  I notice the sky is too perfect and I become aware that I am dreaming.  Since I am retelling my dream I tell those with me that everything I see here even in it’s perfect appearance is an illusion. But then something catches my eye.  The neighbor’s house has changed.  It is bigger than before. My house does boarder their house.  I walk by the two houses twice to try to figure out how it could have changed.  Somehow I know this is not an illusion.  The homes are real.  

 

Now inside my house I pass by a tiled fireplace and something catches my eye in the reflection of the tile.  In the tiles reflection I can see the truth.   I can see who is actually in the room.  I can see both the physical and those invisible beings from other dimensions.  I am amazed.  I confront the other worldly beings those who are otherwise invisible except when reflected.  I show them that I am not afraid.  They are beautiful to look at.  I play and dance with them. 

 

My ex Michael comes over but he cannot see them. He is happy to see me, so happy that he has alas found me.  I too am happy to see him.  He stands out on the front porch to have a smoke.  While out there the other dimensional beings over hear him saying how much he still loves and wants to be with me.  They share this secret with me. 

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Open Election

HealthcareI had a dream where it is open election for choosing a healthcare plan.  Spherion is offering two new options and eliminating the current healthcare plan.  I had skimmed through the documents and noticed there would be a default option for conversion of all existing plans.  Since I am so busy, I don’t want to fuss with the choosing of a plan and I decide to simply allow the default plan to take effect.

Later I am in a panic because I find where I had filled out the forms and never submitted them.  “Did I miss understand my own understanding of the election process?”  I’m afraid I will now be without insurance coverage.  Since I depend heavily on my coverage, I am at a loss as to what to do.  I am in a period of limbo between the time when the old policy is to expire and the new policy to begin.  I now feel I didn’t choose well.  I would have preferred to have taken a more active choice by submitting my form with my election. I am also afraid that I might have inadvertently made myself intelligible because of my pre-existing conditions.  I contemplate what I will do if I don’t have coverage come the New Year.  I think I would sell my house and move to Canada.

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Return to the Planet of the Apes

Planet of the ApesLast night I had another Planet of the Apes dream.  This may have been a continuation of the previous night’s dream which would make this part III in the sequence. 

 

In the dream I am on another planet where these invisible cloaked apes reside.  They have screens that hide them from view but they are everywhere.  As I’m standing there, I see a circular space craft hovering overhead.  It is outlined with red lights.  Out in the open, I flag it down wanting it to know about my presence on the planet.  The apes all around are mean and vicious but it’s just a front.  I see an ape walk by wearing a leather jacket.  It looks like Zerra. I ask if it is her.  I am told it is not her.  A male ape reveals himself and his manhood to me.   He tells me that he admires me and the program I lead.  He insinuates that he would like for me to sponsor him.  I think to myself, I’m not ready to sponsor anyone but here I believe you must pair with a primate. He provides me with a screen to wear as a cloak. I am now one amoung them, able to see all the invisible apes.  They appear as a metallic blue apparition.  

 

To honor the dream I purchased the 2001 movie of the Planet of the Apes from Blockbuster Video.

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The Dragon's Lair; Sinfully Nothing to Fear

BatsThis dream was so long it started one night and continued on the next.  Both dreams were so amazing and detailed I can only hope to give a glimpse of what happened..  I was also fully lucid in both dreams.  I remember reentering the dream half a dozen times or more just because it was so exhilarating to do so.  I wanted to experience it again and again and again.  With each re-entry the dream changed slightly with my new awareness. 

 

On the first night I am retracing human history and find the Elohim.  I somehow know that if I find enough of the pieces where they were left it will be enough to piece it all back together.  I fly and soar to heights only dreamed of.  My last clue is found in the crystals. 

 

On the next night I reentered the dream again soaring to heights well above the earth.  I can see a planet in the distance.  This planet is similar to the moon but darker as it does not reflect much light. I allow myself to enter into orbit around the planet.  I want to see the life that is on this planet.  There are many dark caves yet I can see in the darkness.  The caves are protected by many uncircumcised penis like creatures with wings that fly like bats in the night.  They scratch and bite at my hands.   I can hear them talking.   “This is the dragon’s lair.”  

 

By entering I defied the dragon and angered him.  I could also hear my own thoughts.  I knew they could hear my thoughts.  I wanted them to know I wanted them to “Bring it on”. I then said in a slow deliberate thought, “Simply nothing to fear” but for some reason my saliva got my tongue stuck and the word “Sinfully” came out instead of “Simply.” I then felt my own dribble hit my forehead in a wet creamy paste. 

 

Knowing I am the beast and I am the dream, there is nothing for me to fear.  I’ve basically forever been afraid of my own shadow.  Hell then became a very cold place. My metabolism slowed to a crawl.  I heard them say will he be able to make it back.  I didn’t care I felt I had already died a million times.  If this was the realization of death then so be it.  One of them noticed I was wearing a cell phone.   

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The Logos of the Man

Space ShuttleLast night I had a dream where I am lonely living life without a partner.  I then look in my closet and I see stacks of T-shirts many with logos on them. Somehow I know each represents a potential mate.  I’m still skeptical.  How do you get from the T-Shirt to the Man? 

 

Still absent a partner, I continue with my hobby of building a shuttle craft.   It is my soul passion.  My craft is so good NASA is now considering my work.  One day, I get help from the aliens.  They deliver to me a secret for mind control and levitation.  While I sleep and when NASA is unsuspecting, (NASA erroneously believes all the work happens during the day) my shuttle craft takes lift using mind control instead of propulsion.  The fuselage is an empty canister of light which glows brightly like the belly of a firefly.  My craft is now perfected to the point that it is a living organism of light.

 

This LOGOS holds always but humans always prove unable to understand it, both before hearing it and when they have first heard it. For though all things come to be in accordance with this LOGOS, humans are like the inexperienced when they experience such words and deeds as I set out, distinguishing each in accordance with its nature and saying how it is. But other people fail to notice what they do when awake, just as they forget what they do while asleep. (Diels-Kranz 22B1)

For this reason it is necessary to follow what is common. But although the LOGOS is common, most people live as if they had their own private understanding. (Diels-Kranz 22B2)

Listening not to me but to the LOGOS it is wise to agree that all things are one. (Diels-Kranz 22B50)[7]

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A Game of Hide and Seek

Northern LightsLast night as I lay in bed I began to meditate.  I immediately started seeing a depth of vision within my third eye as if I was lying on a table within a large empty room.  I could see beautiful bright blue lights panning back and forth in a spiraling motion.  The lights and depth of perception were so vivid and intense which is very uncommon for this early stage of meditation.  I had just shut my eyes.  I decided to open them again to see if what I was seeing was within me or outside of me. 

 

I opened my eyes as the lights intensified.  I could now see them both with my eyes open and with my eyes closed.  Except now the phenomena was supper imposed upon my bedroom.  Beside me were standing 3 beings that I could barely make out.  I carefully looked around the room knowing wherever there is such lights beings are normally present.  They were 3 completely etheric being that stood immediately to my left.  They were each about 4 ½ feet tall. I could see completely through them yet I know they were there because I could see the vibratory signature of their energy.   I held out the palm of my left hand to them right side up in a welcoming gesture. The one next to me reached out and as she did a vortex of light came streaming from here as she reached and placed her palm in mine. As she moved her essence seemed to be electrified and magnetized by the movement and the interaction with my aura which I could now clearly see.  Her energy was a deep burgundy maroon in color.  She held my hand for a few minutes.  Vortexes opened up in front of the other two which then connected to the energy of my aura.  I could see into these light filled vortexes.  The light so excited completely filled my bedroom.  The one who held my hand telepathically suggested that I close my close my eyes and meditate. 

 

I promptly responded to her request by closing my eyes.  I was now in another room, a place on a different plane of existence.  I could clearly see them walking around me examining me from above.  I could see their shadows move against the wall.  I could see them only as shadows.  In there shadows, I could make out their form. Although humanoid they were significantly different from me.  They were however completely benevolent.   I could tell this because I felt their energy.  I had connected to their auras and I knew them and their intentions.  They have allowed me to see a little more of them each time and with each time understand why they are here and what my roll is in all the change that is about to sweep our globe. 

 

I then fell asleep and had dreams about them all night long.  I kept trying to get at them because they like to hide in the dreams.  It was an all night game of hid and seek.  I never tired of looking for them and I always found them.  I would have them for a minute and then they’d get away from me again.  At one point in the early morning, I nearly had them cornered under my bed sheets. As I went to grab him he slide out onto the floor next to the closet door beside my bed.  I slid out of the bed with him the act of sliding woke me up.  I was sitting there looking at him and my closet door for about two minutes before I had realized where I was.  He instantly vanished. 

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To Know the Stars at Night

AsrologyLast night I had a dream where I am an heiress to an incredible fortune that came to me by way of a divorce.  I am living in Hawaii.  Everything is so beautiful here.  At one point I look up at the sky and see very large fish swimming among the clouds looking at me, observing me.  I ask myself how this is possible.  I am told that both the water and the sky are so clear that they reflect each other perfectly.  The fish I see swimming in the sky are those that are in the sea and are simply reflected in the sky.  It is like a mirror unto itself. This land is a paradise.  You can be at sea level while at the same time, be among the tops of the highest snow caped mountains.  Most here are wealthy enough to afford to have their own small private planes.  It is the easiest way to move about from island to island.  Even though this land has everything I could ever want for and my fortune allows me to access to just about anything, I still want only one thing in life; to know the stars at night.