Extraterrestrial – Page 3

August 28, 2008

The Logos of the Man

Last 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]

August 22, 2008

A Game of Hide and Seek

Last 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.

August 18, 2008

To Know the Stars at Night

Last 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.

August 8, 2008

The Cicada of Truth

Tonight I had some of the most incredibly vivid dreams I have ever had. I must have gotten up to go to the bathroom at least 3 times and each time the dreams continued right where they had left off the minute I closed my eyes without waiting for me to fall back asleep.

In the first dream I am visiting my first lover Jerry who is now living on a secluded mountaintop in a very large house. Walking through his house, I am amazed that he has been so successful in his life to have acquired so many wonderful things to adorn his house with. He has obviously exercised good judgment in his decision making. He has several young daughters, twins and triplets from about the ages of 3 to 5 years old. All of them love to play games with him. He is their Daddy. He sets up scenes for them to play house and hide in miniature worlds which he cordons off with curtain sheers. He illuminates their play area from within. He hides behind the curtain and watches them play. He interacts with them in this way by moving the curtain to create shadows. Every once in a while one of the little girls will pop her head out through the curtain to see what he is about to do next. She has caught on to his game. They are so engaged with each other it is such a joy to watch the love that is between them. The girls look up to him and want to be around him all the time. They crave his attention. His activities with his children keep him so happy and busy that he does not have any time left to live the gay life he used to live. His life is now consumed by his children. It is a simple life yet he would not have it any other way. He is simply a man.

I walk over to one of the other rooms of the house and find a bed where I lay my head down to enjoy the comfort of his home while my sister prepares a meal for us. As I lay there it occurs to me that I might be dreaming, because my sister is not one to be preparing a meal. I then begin to hear a loud buzzing sound. It is a sound I can clearly place outside of the dream. Believing it is a sound in my bedroom, I open my eyes (in real life).

Hanging upside down from the ceiling are two non human creatures. They are a transparent luminescent green and remind me of those long tubular balloons they have at the fair that are twisted to form different animal like shapes. My ceiling in the bedroom is at least 12 feet high. These beings hung upside down and were at least 5 feet long. I raised my arm at the one on my right to let him know I could see him. The deafening sound they were making reminded me of a cicada bug. One of the two jumped down off the ceiling and landed on my bed and quickly jumped on the floor and stood by my left bedpost at my feet. The other remained suspended from the ceiling. Within the shrill of their speech was a telepathic message. They kept asking me to do them a favor. They insisted I do something for them but they refused to say please so I refused to carry out their wish. For some reason I can’t remember what they wanted maybe they blocked my memory of the conversation but they were apparently not able to block my intention. What I do remember distinctly is that they would not say please.

I finally got tired and grabbed my nightshirt which was lying on the floor beside me and swung it in their direction to get them to shut up. The one hanging from the ceiling quickly jumped on the bed and both rushed off into the hallway.

I got up out of bed and followed them with my night shirt in hand but they were nowhere to be seen. I wasn’t about to go looking for them downstairs I had a dream to continue so instead I took advantage of the opportunity and found my way to the restroom to take a leak then returned to bed to continue the dream.

The moment I laid down I began to hear voices. I knew they were alien voices. I knew I would see their craft if I looked for it. I knew they were close by I just needed to meditate and take myself there. After a few minutes I did see their space ship clear as day. It was an amber craft that looked like an upside down tea cup without the handle. It had a high dome saucer shape which was unlike any of the ones I’ve seen in the media. It did not look very aerodynamic to me with such a high profile. It looked more lake an old beetle, nevertheless this thing could fly.

A few minutes later I was among them on a carousel under their custody and protection. They asked me how I got there. I told them I didn’t know how I got there I just knew I had fallen asleep and was lying in bed dreaming. Standing in their presence it occurred to me that I might be having an out of body experience. They took me to a high ledge and asked me if I knew how to fly. I took one look below at the profound depth above which I stood and replied, “Of course I know how to fly.” I then let myself drop off the cliff. Instead of flying to greater heights I went straight for the shadowy depths. I could hear their concerned voices trying to instill fear in me telling me I would not be unable to return from such terrible depths. They said the shadows would attach themselves to me and imprison me. What they did not tell me which I know to be true is that the shadows can be transformed by the light. I resisted their attempts to instill fear in me knowing that even the shadows of death can be transformed. I walked upon the dead sand in the depths of darkness and as I did slowly things around me began to come back to life. Things began to illuminate from within. I found that I was standing upon the belly of a man. I walked over to his mouth and opened it to look inside. I could hear them counseling me otherwise. Within his mouth lay another man asleep. I knew that man to be me.

Scary gruelly figures started to come out from all areas. One was like Medusa with worms and creatures coming out of her hair and skin but I was unaffected and unafraid. She looks at me and asks, “Do you know who you are?” I reply, No I don’t, but what I do know is that I have the power to bring light to darkness.”

August 5, 2008

A Feminine Viewpoint of a Man's World

I had a dream where I am with Joe at a resort. We are sitting by the pool. I get up and leave him there to go off on my own. Little do I know, I will never be able to return to him and my past because, as the story unfolds my world will forever change.

I am headed back to our room when I come across a man. We get into an interesting conversation. He is a robust man wearing shorts and a light vest with no undershirt. He reminds me of a captain of a ship. I am captivated by the golden hair on his chest and the way it glistens in the sunlight. He allows me to place my hand over his heart to feel his fur against my hand. I am distracted long enough such that by the time I look back everything has changed. My world is nothing like it used to be.

With this new world reality, I become lucid. I know I am experiencing a world of those who have visited me. In this new paradigm, the men and women are segregated. I am experiencing a man’s world from the vantage point of the women. I have gained access to this insight through the women who have concealed my presence. The men are completely unaware. All those in a man’s world have their backs to me. They are going about their business. Unlike the women who are much like me, the men are tree climbers. I can see how different their world is from mine. I am discouraged because I lack the ability to climb trees. I could never survive in their environment. How would I ever integrate myself into a man’s world? I observe them for a bit longer before I decide to leave.

Knowing I must retreat I go back into the protection of the women. The world of the women is much different from the men. The women are exactly like me. I believe the women are offering me asylum into their world a place they call England.

Now free within their world. I still don’t feel quite a part of being that I’m not a woman. I can feel the pull of my yearning to be with my own kind. I wonder into a small shop a candy store where two children are play with some of the gumballs. One of the two boys has a sling shot. I watch him take a gumball and place it in his sling to shoot it forward. From behind I feel the gumball hit the back of my head. Knowing there is no such thing as distance or time here I know it was the boy intention to sling his sling that I felt upon my head.

I leave out the candy store wanting to return home. Standing outside the candy store I begin to float away.

This dream really spoke to me as having a very important message. I was curious to the hidden meaning of England as the place of asylum. Quite interestingly here is what I found:

England is a country, which is part of the United Kingdom. England is named after the Angles, the largest of the Germanic tribes who settled in England in the 5th and 6th centuries, and who are believed to have originated in the peninsula of Angeln, in what is now Denmark and northern Germany.

Immediately I saw the word twist with Angles and Angels. Looking up Angles the dictionary brought me to the word angle which at first I had not even picked up on. From the definition of angle the following struck me with the tone of synchronicity.

ANGLE: the precise viewpoint from which something is observed or considered <a camera angle> <consider the question from all angles>; also: the aspect seen from such an angle <discuss all angles of the question> b (1): a special approach, point of attack, or technique for accomplishing an objective <try a new angle> (2): an often improper or illicit method of obtaining advantage <a salesman always looking for an angle>

The women offered me a new angle (viewpoint) from which to experience a man’s world.

Oh the magic of the dream is so amazing.

August 4, 2008

The Sacred Heart

Last night I had a dream where I am with Paramahansa Yogananda. He wants to re-establish the original church according to prophesy. We must go back in time to a world called Pakistan. Without hesitation and fully devoted to my guru, I follow him. In preparation for the trip back, I’m told that his heart must be transplanted into the body of another man. I witness the entire transplantation process. As if through x-ray glasses, I can see his beating heart reconnecting with all the major organs and systems of the man’s body. His heart is now in the body of a man I do not fully recognize. If I had not been allowed to witness the process I might not have been able to believe it, yet I feel his presence. I know it is him. I am amazed that his essence moves with him through this other man.

We now embark upon our journey to go back in time. I’m a bit confused however. So I ask him, Guru, is it not India where you’d like to go? He replies, “No, Pakistan is the seat of the original church, as told by prophesies.” When we arrive I am in culture shock. I feel estranged. The civilization here is so primative. You can’t even get a cup of coffee here. The place is a region near the boarder of both worlds. I feel so out of place. I can’t adjust to this environment. It is so foreign to me. I want to go home.

The ordeal seems unending and at times I wonder if I am not enslaved here in this foreign land. At times, my faith in my Guru slips me because I don’t understand all that is in his plan. I wonder if I will ever see the day when I will reconnect with my homeland. I miss my home. I want to go home but I know this mission is very important and for that I am willing to stay in this foreign land.

Then the day finally comes. I had almost come to the point when I had forgotten about my homeland. The day has come to go home.

Yogananda taught his students the need for direct experience of truth, as opposed to blind belief. He said that “The true basis of religion is not belief, but intuitive experience. Intuition is the soul’s power of knowing God. To know what religion is really all about, one must know God.”

Echoing traditional Hindu teachings, he taught that the entire universe is God’s cosmic motion picture, and that individuals are merely actors in the divine play who change roles through reincarnation. He taught that mankind’s deep suffering is rooted in identifying too closely with one’s current role, rather than with the movie’s director, or God.

He taught Kriya Yoga and other meditation practices to help people achieve that understanding, which he called self-realization:

Self-realization is the knowing in all parts of body, mind, and soul that you are now in possession of the kingdom of God; that you do not have to pray that it come to you; that God’s omnipresence is your omnipresence; and that all that you need to do is improve your knowing.

The Sacred Heart is a religious devotion to Jesus’ physical heart as the representation of the divine love for humanity. Christ, in his appearances to Margaret Mary, allegedly promised these blessings to those who practice devotion to his Sacred Heart. This tabular form of promises was not made by St. Margaret Mary or her contemporaries. It first appeared at 1863. In 1882, an American businessman spread the tabular form of the promises profusely throughout the world, the twelve promises appearing in 238 languages. In 1890, Cardinal Adolph Perraud deplored this circulation of the promises in the tabular form which were different from the words and even from the meaning of the expressions used by St. Margaret Mary, and wanted the promises to be published in the full, authentic texts as found in the writings of St. Margaret Mary.[9]

1. I will give them all the graces necessary for their state of life.

2. I will give peace in their families.

3. I will console them in all their troubles.

4. I will be their refuge in life and especially in death.

5. I will abundantly bless all their undertakings.

6. Sinners shall find in my Heart the source and infinite ocean of mercy.

7. Tepid souls shall become fervent.

8. Fervent souls shall rise speedily to great perfection.

9. I will bless those places wherein the image of My Sacred Heart shall be exposed and venerated.

10. I will give to priests the power to touch the most hardened hearts.

11. Persons who propagate this devotion shall have their names eternally written in my Heart.

12. In the excess of the mercy of my Heart, I promise you that my all powerful love will grant to all those who will receive Communion on the First Fridays, for nine consecutive months, the grace of final repentance: they will not die in my displeasure, nor without receiving the sacraments; and my Heart will be their secure refuge in that last hour.

The last promise has given rise to the pious Roman Catholic practice of making an effort to attend Mass and receive Communion on the first Friday of each month.

Great efficacy of converting people has been attached to the use of the image of the Sacred Heart.

“Even at the hour of death, incredulous, indifferent, hardened souls have been converted by simply showing them a picture of the Sacred Heart, which sufficed to restore these sinners to the life of hope and love, in a word, to touch the most hardened. It would, indeed, be a great misfortune to any apostolic man to neglect so powerful a means of conversion, and in proof of this I will mention a single fact which will need no comment. A religious of the Company of Jesus had been requested by the Blessed Margaret Mary to make a careful engraving of the Sacred Heart. Being often hindered by other occupations, there was much delay in preparing this plate. ‘ This good father,’ writes the saint, ‘is so much occupied by Mon- signor d’Autun in the conversion of heretics, that he has neither time nor leisure to give to the work so ardently desired by the Heart of our Divine Master. You cannot imagine, my much-loved mother, how greatly this delay afflicts and pains me. I must avow confidently to you my belief that it is the cause of his converting so few infidels in this town. I seem constantly to hear these words : ‘ That if this good father had acquitted himself at once of his promise to the Sacred Heart, Jesus would have changed and converted the hearts of these infidels, on account of the joy He would have felt at seeing Himself honoured in the picture He so much wishes for. As, however, he prefers other work, even though to the glory of God, to that of giving Him this satisfaction, He will harden the hearts of these infidels, and the labours of this mission will not be crowned with much fruit.’

July 27, 2008

A Knowable Universe

Last night I awoke while within a dream and suddenly realized I was leaving earth. I could not remember anything before this moment. I tried hard to remember how I arrived at this point. I knew this highly lucid state had been triggered by a deep desire to know my many visitors who grace my night.

I am aware that there is no denying I am witnessing the real deal. A part of me is afraid of the height at which we are traveling but I do not care. If I am experiencing stellar travel I want to do it whole heartedly. There is no looking back. “Let’s go for it,” I think to myself. I have an unobstructed view of everything in every direction as if I was in an invisible craft. We are orbiting earth. As we move further and further from earth, a deep separation anxiety comes over me. I am leaving my beloved terra. Will I ever come back? I know there is more out there I need to experience. I am torn between the two worlds. I wonder how I will ever find my way back. At one point terra diminishes to a small dot in the sky indistinguishable from every other shadowy planet in the sky.

Once we are far enough from earth, we change course and continue in a different direction across a black night of deep space. Pressing onward we pass by many dark planets, shadowy worlds. There are a few that exhibited signs of life, some are red and orange in color. I notice most do not show signs of water yet I know they contain life. I seem to be traveling backward with my back facing the direction in which we are headed. Planets appear from over head into my field of vision. At one point I wonder if it would be possible to reach out and touch one of these planets as it passes by. I decide to try it. I reach out my hand to touch the next planet passing over head believing it will float through my etheric hand.

What follows happened very quickly in the blink of an eye without much forethought on my part.

As the planet comes into contact with my had it erupts and shatters into many small pieces. From the shattered remains emerges a beast of immense and incredible proportions. I feel I unknowingly did harm to this planet. In shock and without thinking I grab the beast from over my head with both hands from under his arms and hurl him forward over my head in front of me to get a better look at him. His face is coming at me at tremendous speed. The shock of impact wakes me up.

Now with open eyes, at the precise moment to coincide with the actions in the dream, I sat up straight hurling his body head first into my sheets between my legs. He looked at me with disdain. He had the face of human but the body of a non-descript nature spirit. Motionless I remained frozen; our eyes locked on each other. He soon faded.

I immediately closed my eyes and returned to the dream. I am now approaching our final destination. It is a planet teaming with life. Most of the life on this planet is formless; a melting pot of intelligent essence. It is everywhere upon the land and beneath its surface. This intelligence is iridescent blue and green and extremely vibrant. The entire planet is a glow with this life form. I can also see humanoid creatures that walk the land. They tell me of the many wars this planet place has seen. I soon become aware that I am part of this crew with rights of passage to access this installment. It is a headquarters of sorts.

Upon landing we embark upon individual saucers much like individual toilet seats upon which one sits. These saucers fly you through the air. I am surprised to find out that a saucer is assigned to me. How did I even learn to fly this tiny saucer thing? As I am guided to survey the land my memories are returned to me. I slowly recall the history of this planet.

July 17, 2008

Teleportation …. A Night To Remember

Last night I had an incredible experience. I know I always say that but this one was truly incredible and never experienced before. As I lay in bed mediating I fell into a very deep trance from which I could not get out. I wasn’t afraid. I just assumed my body was tired and needed the extra time to revitalize and reconnect to spirit so I immersed myself in the experience. As I lay there just barely conscious of my surroundings, I suddenly felt an incredible rush of energy that lifted my body up from my chest with tremendous force and great speed. My head and arms were drawn back by the forward motion.

Still unable to come to and unable to see, I wondered if the entities who bless my night were taking advantage of me in my present state to probe me. I could swear my physical body was literally floating above my bed suspended in mid-air because I could distinctly feel the change in body posture yet my body was not responsive. My body was asleep yet my consciousness was fully awake and very much attached to my body. I was having an out of body experience where I was literally dragging my physical body behind me. In the distance I could clearly hear my roommate. I was sure he would be coming into my room at any moment and would see me hanging there suspended in mid-air like Linda Blair. I hung there in space with my arms dangling and my head drawn back for about 15 minutes. My roommate never came into the room. I felt another force of energy move my body forwared yet again to an even higher level at tremendous speed. I then began hearing other voices which I could not understand. In truth, I felt I knew the language but the words were somehow not registering. I felt my memories were being intentionally blocked and erased the moment I heard them.

After a few minutes, my body returned to my bed as quickly as it was taken up. Upon impact I immediately opened my eyes. I remained calm. In front of me above my navel was suspended a mechanical ethereal arm; a dimensional portal of sorts that had been used to probe and observe me. The opening was a vibratory luminescent green rectangular connected to a green wormhole which extending into space. Within the green rectangle was a golden pyramid. I could see into the other dimension through the opening. Within the pyramid was contained a cosmos of information; all sorts of information and knowledge was contained therein. Through the pyramid I could see everything at once simultaneously, so profound was the experience that I can’t not even begin to describe it, yet not in a spiritual sense it was profound in the shere exchange of information. The probe swivelled around a bit and finally came to rest on my bed on my right side. It’s substance slowly dissipated leaving behind a collage of luminescent gossamer strands. I rolled over on my side and hugged the stands drawing them and my covers toward me. I then fell asleep.

July 16, 2008

The 7th Seal and the Seeds of Enlightenment

I had an incredible lucid dream where I am trying to achieve and master all the things I’ve always wanted to master. I am recreating all the situations that will bring me the experiences I have wanted to defy. I want to reveal all the things that have been hidden from me. In this one dream scene, I am in my house which has a security system which keeps all things contained in their order. Unknown to everyone else, there are hidden treasures stored in the walls of the house where no one would suspect. I defy the security system bypassing it in such a way that I am able to gain access within the walls of the house. Within the walls, they have hidden hallucinogenic substances to confuse and distort perception. These treasures are a double edged sword. On the one hand they keep those who might make it past the security system within a distorted perception of the truth yet on the other hand they possess the keys to enlightenment.

There is a beast who oversees all operations within the walls. I challenge him at every step of the way learning more and more about his secret world and how it works. I pursue him relentlessly with supreme conviction and determination of mind.

I was so much in awe at the experience that at one point I had to get up and pee. Worried that I would not be able to come back to this golden opportunity to experience truth, I held my bladder and remained in my bed to carry out the dream to its finale.

Back in the dream, I come upon a door where a light shines forth underneath the door. I bend over slightly to examine the source of the light. From out of nowhere appears a penny on the floor. Wow, synchronicity in the dream, I knew I was on the right track to discovering something very profound and the dream had just confirmed this by manifesting a penny.

Now beside my Self with excitement in materializing a penny within the dream, I look around to carefully examine my surroundings. This empowers me to press onward. One illusion after another I am able to defy. Finally there is only one last thing left for me to defy and that is the fear of being formless; to see myself as I really am. I want to experience the void and conquer the fear of death. I pursue the beast and corner him in front of a mirror. He struggles to keep me from looking at my Self in the mirror. I somehow know that if I can corner the beast and place him in front of me while standing in front of the mirror I will be able to see and know my own truth. I tear the cloths off the beast pinning him in between me and the mirror. In a moment of utter clarity, I am finally able to see myself as pure invisible void draped in the clothing of the beast. I can also see the beast between me and the mirror completely naked. His image is distorted and ugly yet I recognize that I AM the beast.

The image of the beast melts away and in its place appears a second coin; a very large gold coin. My alarm sounds “bad timing,” I think to myself. I reach over without leaving the dream to hit the off button on my alarm. I am amazed at my ability to be fully awake and at the same time fully within the dream. As I marvel at my awareness and this radiant gold coin which I hold in the palm of my hand, an inscription appears on the coin. It has inscribed on it “7H” I can see the inscription very clearly but I am confused as to its meaning. As I lay there holding the coin, a profound awareness comes over me. I have broken the 7^th Seal.

Knowing I only had a few minutes remaining before I needed to get up I didn’t want to leave this state of consciousness. I had this dream while attending the 2008 IASD conference in Montreal. I was sharing a room with David L. Kahn. I could hear him in the shower. Determined to see this dream through I pressed on wanting to understand the significance of the signet.

It suddenly occurred to me, “Tear down the walls!” I quickly began tearing down the walls of the house like ripping wallpaper off a wall. Underneath the wallpaper I could see screening rooms. Alien civilizations were hidden in the walls of the house. The aliens had left me two shipments within the walls for me to find at this particular time history. These shipments contain the seeds of enlightenment stored in small packets that have a very pungent odor. Some of the packets have seeds and others have worms. The worms hold the secrets to the seeds of life. The seeds need the worms to survive and grow yet they are contained separately in their chloroform baggies.

The experience was so real I could swear aliens had arrived and announced themselves on Earth this morning. I could see them arriving at their welcome centers. Panic could be heard throughout the world.

I try to get the message out that there is nothing to fear. Then a pink cockatoo bird comes and begins eating the seeds from the packets before I have a chance to plant them in the ground along with the worms.

I now have to pursue the bird. Without thinking I immediately take flight. I can feel my wings flapping against my back carrying me to soar above the clouds in pursuit of the bird. As I look down at the ground below me I am in total and utter awe. I am flying! I am a bird!

It was total bliss. Unable to breath I heard myself gasp for air. I sat up in bed. David was sitting at the edge of his bed meditating. I immediately began sharing with him what I had just experienced. Wow that was phenomenal!!!

I remember thinking, Wow, we go through life asleep and unaware of the truth. I was also struck by the word Chloroform. I had never used the word before and I had no clue what the word meant. I assumed it was a variation on the word Chlorophyll which I know to be the green pigment in plants so I decided to look the word up. Coincidentally, I found the following:

The major use of chloroform today is in the production of the refrigerant R-22, commonly used in the air conditioning business. However, as the Montreal Protocol takes effect, this use can be expected to decline as R-22 is replaced by refrigerants that are less liable to result in ozone depletion. In addition, it is used under research conditions to anesthetize mosquitoes for experiments, most frequently for the study of malaria. In film and television, it is sometimes used in a fictional manner to knock out an unsuspecting victim, leaving no trace.

Chloroform was developed in the mid-1800s and was mainly used as an anesthetic. Inhaling chloroform vapors depressed the central nervous system of a patient, causing dizziness, fatigue and unconsciousness, allowing a doctor to perform simple surgery or other painful operations.

I found it interesting that Chloroform is used as an anesthetic to dullen the senses.

July 2, 2008

Batman and the Matrix of Illusion

Last night I had a dream where I am a superhero similar to Batman. My Batcave is a Penthouse atop a great tall building. The Penthouse I occupy is comprised of several of the top floors. There is no direct access to these floors because they are hidden from the general public. The secret Penthouse is the launch pad from which I initiate all my superhero crusades. Feeling alone in the world, I want to intermix with the population at large so I create a DaySpa where people can come and enjoy power drinks, exercise and be rejuvenated. The decision to open part of my Penthouse to a DaySpa and grant access to the outside world does pose a significant risk to my true identity as a superhero but I am willing to take that risk because the payoff is potentially very high in that I will be able to influence and enlighten millions who will come through the DaySpa and become members. As soon as I open the doors of the DaySpa many come through. The DaySpa also gives the illusion that you are actually in the Penthouse. Yet those who come are unaware that there are other floors of the Penthouse hidden from view. The fact that the true Penthouse is hidden helps take the focus off the building because there are those enemies who would want to limit my superhuman influence.

There is a secret chamber much like a space capsule the catapults me into the hidden and secured areas of the Penthouse. On this day, I have several men come through who are looking to put an end to my mission. I have to choose an opportune moment to secretly enter the chamber. When the moment is right, I enter the chamber and quickly press the button to close the door behind me. At first the door jams because there is an emergency mechanism to keep the door from closing. I bypass the safety mechanism using the red button and the door quickly closes and rotates the chamber. Inside the self contained chamber are provisions which have been neatly arranged. These are all the things I need for my mission, including insulin to safeguard me against death from low blood sugar. My only weakness, my Kryptonite against my superpowers is my diabetes. Good nutrition is required to maintain a high level of super human powers. This is another reason for the creation of the DaySpa and the powerful drinks offered by the DaySpa to have these things readily available to me in the case of an emergency.

Rejuvenated now with superhuman powers, I set out on my first crusade. I can see that my adversaries have created a rotunda as an optical illusion to entrap me. There are two aspects to my Self. One aspect always remains in the normal world while the super human side of me can venture into other realms. I am now clued into the illusion that entraps me in the normal world. My first crusade is to free my other Self. My first instinct is to follow through the illusion set up by the adversaries. As I travel down the spiral staircase of the rotunda I find that it leads nowhere it is a closed loop that only gives the illusion of going somewhere. Knowing this truth now I jump over the side rails of the rotunda using my super human flying and jumping abilities arriving at the first level of the rotunda which is under ground. This is where the illusion is being mastermind. I can see my other Self entrapped by the illusion matrix above me. The adversaries are using an invisible force field to contain the imprisoned me.

Seeing the source of their power of dominance I unplug their master power cord that supplies power to their force field. This completely cripples my opposition. At the moment I unplug the power I issue the command “RUN”. My imprisoned Self runs free toward the door closest to where he is at. I want to join him through the door where he exits the illusion but I know the distance I would need to travel to join him places me at greater risk should they manage to reenable power. My safest route is a nearby fire exit. I rush through the fire exit door to find on the other side a series of other doors. I pause for a moment not knowing which door to choose. In this moment of reflective thought I become lucid and a thought comes to my mind, “I have been here before.” In this moment of clarity, a ripple runs through the matrix of illusion. I can see the firedoors in front of me sway as the ripple goes through them confirming the illusion. I have been here before and these doors have all served to entrap me in the past. Instead of choosing one of the doors in front of me, I decide to create a portal using my super human psychic abilities. Meditating I create a stargate that appears in the matrix of illusion in front of me. As the stargate opens on the other side I see a small alien creature. I am drawn to him. He is somehow familiar to me. My heart wants to reunite with him. I cross over and embrace him. In the embrace I somehow know I have reunited with my Self.

The Batman theme in the dream was very strong so I decided to look up Batman on Wikipedia to see if I could glean some insight off the story. Here is what I found.

Batman (originally referred to as the Bat-Man and still referred to at times as the Batman) is a fictional comic book superhero co-created by artist Bob Kane and writer Bill Finger (although only Kane receives official credit) and published by DC Comics. The character first appeared in Detective Comics #27 (May 1939). Batman’s secret identity is Bruce Wayne, a wealthy industrialist, playboy, and philanthropist. Witnessing the murder of his parents as a child leads him to train himself to physical and intellectual perfection and don a bat-themed costume in order to fight crime. Batman operates in the fictional Gotham City, assisted by various supporting characters including his sidekick Robin and his butler Alfred Pennyworth, and fights an assortment of villains influenced by the characters’ roots in film and pulp magazines. Unlike most superheroes, he does not possess any superpowers; he makes use of intellect, detective skills, science and technology, wealth, physical prowess, and intimidation in his war on crime.

In his secret identity, Batman is Bruce Wayne, a billionaire businessman who lives in Gotham City. To the world at large, Bruce Wayne is often seen as an irresponsible, superficial playboy who lives off his family’s personal fortune (amassed when Bruce’s family invested in Gotham real estate before the city was a bustling metropolis) and the profits of Wayne Enterprises, a major private technology firm that he inherits. However, Wayne is also known for his contributions to charity, notably through his Wayne Foundation charity. Bruce creates the playboy public persona to aid in throwing off suspicion of his secret identity, often acting dim-witted and self-absorbed to further the act.

Unlike many superheroes, Batman has no superpowers and instead relies on “his own scientific knowledge, detective skills, and athletic prowess.” Batman is physically at the peak of human ability in dozens of areas, notably martial arts, acrobatics, strength, and escape artistry. Intellectually, he is just as peerless; Batman is one of the world’s greatest scientists, engineers, criminologists, and tacticians, as well as a master of disguise, often gathering information under the identity of Matches Malone. He is regarded as one of the DC Universe’s greatest detectives. Rather than simply outfighting his opponents, Batman often uses cunning and planning to outwit them. In Grant Morrison’s first storyline in JLA, Superman describes Batman as “the most dangerous man on Earth,” able to defeat a team of superpowered aliens all by himself in order to rescue his imprisoned teammates.

Batman faces a variety of foes ranging from common criminals to outlandish supervillains. Many Batman villains mirror aspects of the hero’s character and development, often having tragic origin stories that lead them to a life of crime. Batman’s “most implacable foe” is the Joker, a clown like criminal who as a “personification of the irrational” represents “everything Batman [opposes].” Other recurring antagonists include Catwoman, the Penguin, Two-Face, the Riddler, Scarecrow, Mister Freeze, Poison Ivy, Ra’s Al Ghul, and Bane, among many others.