I had a dream where I was lucid. A part of me knows this is not a dream but instead I am actually in an alternate reality. I realize I am on a space ship that is about to land on its home planet. Knowing I am experiencing something that I have always dreamed of experiencing I take advantage of my lucid state and closely examine, validate and test everything I see. I look closely out the windows to the dry desert landscape below. I closely examine the make up of the space ship. It is not made of metal but instead of a very light cardboard type substance that is extremely durable. The ship is a metallic green color. The windows are very large such that observation is the purpose of the windows. I can see that this planet has streets and fairways very similar to those you’d expect to find on earth. In otherwords, people here have similar needs as those on earth. This is a newly populated planet. I can see clearly that the technology here far exceeds that of earth. The cars are made to resist accidental damage. I have been invited here to help establish the first colonies on this planet. I ask someone, “What planet is this?” To this question, I receive no verbal response, yet a part of me knows everything about this place in the universe. It is completely and totally known to me. We debark from the craft and enter a building complex adjacent to the landing pad. Everything here is new. I’m shown where I will live. My family is with me.
The Little Buddha's Thimble
These were incredible dreams as usual. I was having a dream where I am in a movie theatre. As I’m waiting for the movie to begin I notice it is awfully dark. It then occurs to me to stick my hands in front of my face to see if I can see them. I immediately become lucid. I then notice that the further from me that I place my hands my hands seem to disappear with distance. Wanting to disappear myself into the unknown matrix before me I decide to move forward into the disappearing unknown. I then have a false awakening yet I remain within the theatre. I can’t seem to move. I’m stuck as if I am being held down by some invisible force. I relax and mediate knowing I’ve been able to trigger an out of body experience before under these circumstances. I manage to move forward just a few inches. I then realize if I can’t move forward let me grab on to whatever is in front of me and pull back into my reality. I then leap forward grabbing whatever I can and immediately pull back.
I immediately awoke from the dream. Held tightly in my arms was the spirit of a man. He looked at me in shock and said to me, “…but you died?” “I am not dead,” I said. I allowed him to look around at my world for a few moments then I gently guided him back into the dimension from where he came.
I then meditated and gently returned to the wakeful dream. I then heard him telling others about his vision of me and how I had died and had now come back as a ghost. As he is saying this to the others I appear in their world. I am now apparently a ghost within their world. They showed me how I had died. I had been pushed out of a moving vehicle. My body went rolling down a mountainous ravine. I relived the painful event as they recounted the story and when my spirit left my body I awoke in another dimension. It was a beautiful and peaceful experience even though the death was very tragic and very painful. I somehow knew it was meant to happen that way. I welcomed my death. I was shown around my celestial home where many were congregating to greet me on my return. It felt like a mystical place in India with many scents and musical tones. I then heard the sound of a baby cry in the distance. I understood their language even though it was not English. I understood it to be my native tongue.
I could now see the baby who was wearing bangles on my wrists, waist and feet. He was learning to stand up on his own and walk. I somehow knew this child to be the Little Buddha. I asked to see him. I wanted to hold him and meet him. I felt he was being concealed by his family for reasons unknown to me. His importance was shrouded in great secrecy. No one knew, but I somehow knew the truth. I was allowed to go over and hold him in my arms. He seemed to want to cling to me as if I was its mother. As I gave him back he made one final gesture by out stretching his little hand toward me. I grabbed his little hand and immediately dropped into a painful state of ecstasy. There was great joy and bliss to be found in the pain. It was like nothing I had ever felt before in my life.
I was then given a tour of this celestial home. I was taken to meet an androgynous being who reminded me of a Hindu god. He was so peaceful I felt his bliss. Streams of light flowed from his body. He looked at me with endearing and passionate eyes. His story he did tell me in a single glance. I then knew he was the Buddha. I was then allowed to choose a souvenir to bring back with me. I chose a thimble. In the thimble I had concealed the etheric essence of this celestial world. They caught on to what I was trying to do. So they took the thimble from me and removed the spiritual embers that burned with passion within the thimble. They said I could not take them with me for their home was in the heavens, so they emptied the thimble and handed it back to me.
They then said that instead they would allow me to bring back a secret. They walked me down a long corridor to a room with a double door. They opened the doors to reveal the system responsible for the physical laws required to achieve interstellar travel. He said I could reproduce this system on earth. My eyes must have bulged out 10 times their normal size. “Are you kidding me? I’m not a physicist,” I said. He replied, “But I just gave you the secret, would you like me to show that to you again?” I said, “You better because I don’t know what you are talking about.” He then showed me a model simulation that would make it easier for me to understand. It looked something like a lava lamp with electrical impulses that flowed through the interstellar medium similar to a light bulb. I understood the interior space to represent outer space. I could see the luminous jelly like space ships within the lava lamp taking their needed energy from the space within. Underneath the belly of each craft was a spinning wheel that spun rhythmically with sacred geometry and the light stream of consciousness.
In the story of the Little Buddha, a Hindu Prince called Siddhartha embarks on a journey to attain enlightenment and is viewed by the children in the Story. Mara, a jealous demon, senses that Siddhartha (Keanu Reeves) is about to attain enlightenment and sends his daughters to distract him. Failing to do so, he attempts to shatter Siddhartha’s resolve and thus begins an onslaught of threats, intimidation and temptation. Mara summons a terrifying horde of monsters of every conceivable description but even something as horrific as this still leaves Siddhartha unmoved, unperturbed. Instead he transforms the weapons which these hosts threw at him into lotus petals which exude a lovely fragrance as they gently floated down to earth. Mara decides that Siddhartha will not deny himself and turns into his image in a reflection on a pool of water. Instead Siddhartha reaches and pulls the image out of the water. The classic Buddhist dialogue between Mara and Siddhartha takes place:
Mara: “You who go where others dare not; Will you be my God? The architect of my house?” Siddhartha: “Finally I meet the illusion of self; Your evil house will not be built again.” Mara: “But you live in me; I am your house.” Siddhartha: “O, trickster; phantom of my own ego, you are pure illusion. You, self, do not exist. The earth is my witness to this Supreme Enlightenment.”
Lama Norbu explains that Siddhartha defeated an army of demons, simply through his observance of patience and tolerance. He achieved great peacefulness and compassion, through self-detachment from illusions.
I was currious why of all things I had chosen a thimble to bring back. So I went to my trusted Wikipedia and learned that thimbles were used to measure spirits. Interesting play on words.
I was also unfamiliar with the exact meaning of Interstellar so I promptly looked it up on Wikipedia which lead me to Interstellar Medium.
Before modern electromagnetic theory early physicists postulated that an invisible luminiferous aether existed as a medium to carry lightwaves. It was assumed that this aether extended into interstellar space, as R. H. Patterson wrote in 1862, “This efflux occasions a thrill, or vibratory motion, in the ether which fills the interstellar spaces” (Ess. Hist. & Art 10).
In the late 19th century, luminiferous aether (or ether), meaning light-bearing aether, was the term used to describe a medium for the propagation of light.[1] The word aether stems via Latin from the Greek αἰθήρ, from a root meaning to kindle, burn, or shine. It signified the substance thought in ancient times to fill the upper regions of space, beyond the clouds.
Later theories including special relativity were formulated without the concept of aether. Today the aether is regarded as a superseded scientific theory.
Maybe it is time we revisit those old theories. They may hold more truth than our skeptical minds assume.
Confronted by the Achilles’ heel to see with the Eyes of God
Last night’s dreams came with a sense of profound importance. Twice I awoke abruptly to see the presence of spirit energy before my eyes. The first dream was somewhat of a false awakening except I was not in the process of awakening but instead I was in the process of being put to sleep.
I normally keep my wallet on the nightstand beside my bed. In the dream I notice someone casually walking through my house. He did not look suspicious but I somehow knew I could not trust him. He seemed to have come looking for something specific. He passed by my wallet and I knew he had found what he had come for. I immediately got up in the dream. My wallet was still on the nightstand but I knew it was not my wallet he was after it was my identity. I called to my attendant to intercede and block him from leaving the house. The man was rushing down the stairs but at the bottom of the stairs was standing my attendant. I went for it and jump propelling my heels forward in the air down the stairs as I back kick him with my heel giving him a great blow to the forehead.
The impact woke me up. I awoke to find his head wrapped in my arms in a neck lock as I stuggled to drag him into my world to hold him accountable. I could litterally feel the touch of his body against mine. I opened my eyes and saw the man now knocked unconscious struggling to get up off the floor. His image appeared floating above me as he lain sideways with his legs drawn to one side. He looked at me as if to say, “Why did you attack me?” I immediately sat up in bed and pointed at him and telepathically told him, “You are the one who stole my identity.” He looked at me shocked and in total disbelief. Angered, I got up out of bed and walked down the hallway and sat on the commode for a few minutes while I attempted to calm down. I then returned to bed and recorded the details of what had just happened in my voice recorder.
I meditated until I started to drift off again. I immediately returned to the scene of the crime. I became aware that in having had my identity stolen, I had in essence lost my ability to see. Knowing this and knowing I was lucid now in this visioning state, I envisioned through my third eye having now recovered my eyes. I now held my right eye in my right hand and my left in my left. I gently raised them up and placed them back into the sockets of my eyes. I opened my eyes (in the vision) and I immediately saw a radiant orange gladiator of a gentleman rush over to help supervise the operation. He was of the faerie realm. He looked at me and confirmed that I had placed them properly in my head.
I then heard a voice say, “Now he sees with the Eyes of God.” Amazed that now I could see collectively with my three eyes, I remained there intent on seeing the many colors of the rainbow. I watched as the beautiful colors swirled with pulsating light all around me. I wondered if my physical vision had changed any so I opened my physical eyes and saw the image of the radiant orange gladiator floating in my room watching over me. I noticed how the eyes of the gladiator were blue. He then gently closed his eyes and fell asleep before me. I too then closed my eyes and fell into a dream.
In the dream, I am visiting my ex Michael who now lives in California. He has invited me and my sister to stay at his place. As I walk into his apartment, I notice the same as being very small. It is a tiny one bedroom apartment. This is way too small to accommodate any number of guests but is perfectly suited for him alone. He has wonderful friendly neighbors and all the accommodations anyone could possibly ask for. They have community activities. One of those to which he takes my sister and I, is that of candle making. I want to have some time alone with Michael. So I close the door and we begin to talk. I am reminiscent of the times we spent together accompanying each other through life. I miss that time. I would like to have that again but I know that this situation is the best possible situation for Michael at this point in time. I know that he needs to be encouraged to remain where he is at. I can be happy that we had time to build together many candles that tower several feet high.
In the morning when I was going over my voice recordings from the night, it struck me as being curious that I struck the man with my heel. The word Achilles heel came to mind. I tried to think back to the story of Achilles but my mind confused it with the story of Oedipus and all I could remember was that he unknowingly marries his mother and has children by her. Somehow I knew there had to be more to the story.
When I got to work I looked up the story of Achilles.
An Achilles’ heel is a fatal weakness in spite of overall strength, actually or potentially leading to downfall. While the mythological origin refers to a physical vulnerability, metaphorical references to other attributes or qualities that can lead to their downfall are common. According to a myth arising later, his mother, Thetis, had dipped the infant Achilles in the river Styx, holding onto him by his heel, and he became invulnerable where the waters touched him — that is, everywhere but the areas covered by her thumb and forefinger — implying that only a heel wound could have been his downfall.
I immediately knew what the dream was referring to without question. Those fatal choices of that past if repeated would be my undoing. There is a Divine Intelligence that is speaking to me with wisdom beyond the physical. So my question now was, was my initial confusion between the Oedipus and Achilles stories intentional? I then went to look up the Oedipus story.
Oedipus was the son of Laius and Jocasta and became king of
Thebes after killing his father, solving the riddle of the Sphinx and unknowingly marrying and having children by his mother. Laius hears a prophecy that his son will kill him. Fearing the prophecy, Laius pierces Oedipus’ feet and leaves him out to die, but a herdsman finds him and takes him away from
Thebes. Oedipus, not knowing he was adopted, leaves home in fear of the same prophecy that he would kill his father and marry his mother. Laius, meanwhile, ventures out to find a solution to the Sphinx’s riddle. As prophesied, Oedipus crossed paths with Laius and this leads to a fight where Oedipus slays Laius. Oedipus then defeats the Sphinx by solving a mysterious riddle to become king. He marries the widow queen Jocasta not knowing she is his mother. A plague falls on the people of Thebes. Upon discovery of the truth, Oedipus blinds himself and Jocasta hangs herself. After Oedipus is no longer king, Oedipus’ sons kill each other.
Wow…apparently it was intentional. How similar to my dream, where I too am blind. In solving the mystery of the Sphinx I regained my sight. We possibly have a continuation of the story here. Maybe these mythical stories are told for a reason. My subconscious mind seems to know them better than I do. You’d have to be blind in both eyes not to be able to see the synchronous threads here.
Elohim: Hopi and The Warriors of the Rainbow
Today I had an incredibly powerful experience as I was waking up this morning. As a side note, I’m supposed to give a short inspirational talk later this evening and I’ve been worried about having the right words to say. Well I now definitely know I’m not alone. I’ve learned to follow my dreams down the rabbit hole to see where they lead. They never cease to amaze me. Here is what happened.
About an hour before my alarm was set to sound I had the urge to go to the bathroom. I woke up and beside my bed was the spirit of Potamous laying quietly next to me. He turned to make eye contact with me. I acknowledged him as I gazed at his pale blue colored pudgy cheeks. I told him telepathically that I had to get by him to go to the restroom. He then moved to the side to let me by not that he really needed to because he was after all in spirit form. I went to the bathroom to do my business. As is unusual I turned on the lights to see if anything was out of place. The bathroom was normal so I did my business and returned to bed. I picked up my voice recorder to capture what I remembered of the dream I had just had before awaking.
I went back to sleep. An hour later my alarm clock rang and I hit the snooze button to begin my meditation. I must have snoozed it 3 times. On the 3rd time I simply turned it off. I was ready to get up…but wait just one minute I thought to myself. In that minute I drifted off into to a deep state of consciousness where I had a false awakening. In the false awakening, I got up out of bed and reached over to grab my voice recorder when I noticed Potamous had left a journal beside my bed. I picked up the journal which had a picture of him embossed on the cover with the words, “Ruben’s Journal” I set it down amazed with what I was experiencing. This felt so real. I was in an alternate reality. I picked up the journal again to look at it more closely when I noticed the picture of Potamous and the words were now gone. The journal was becoming translucent. I quickly ran over to the window to open the journal to read whatever I could. On the pages I clearly saw three rubber stamps. Each rubber stamp had a single word on it. They reminded me of the stamps they use when you check out books at the library to denote the due date on the book’s return. The first word read, Celestian, the second, akin and the third Elohim. Telepathically I received the message, “Me and you will do this together.”
I knew I would forget what the words were because they were words I did not perceive to be English. I asked to be shown the words one more time. In sequence the words appeared on the blank page of the journal one by one.
CELESTIAN
AKIN
ELOHIM
I quickly opened my eyes and immediately grabbed my voice recorder and phonetically sounded them out. The first word I knew was a derivative of the word “celestial” but the other two I had no clue what they meant. I figured when I got to work I would do a search and see if I could uncover their meaning.
When I got to work the first thing I did was check to see if there were any new messages for me on the Intention Experiment. I stumbled across a post by Dirk Hertveldt titled “Hopi the Rainbow Warriors” In his post he linked to a You Tube video about a Hopi Prophesy. On one of the first screens on that video I caught my third word. I couldn’t believe it.
When the Earth is dying there shall arise a new tribe of all colours and all creeds. The tribe shall be called “The Warriors of the Rainbow” and it will put its faith in actions not words”
The Warriors of the Rainbow would spread these messages to teach all peoples of Earth or “Elohi.” They would teach them how to live the “Way of the Great Spirit”.
There was my word without the “m” at the end. I then did a search for the word Elohim on Wikipedia and to my surprise the word came up.
Elohim (אֱלוֹהִים , אלהים ) is a Hebrew word which expresses concepts of divinity. Elohim is the third word in the Hebrew text of Genesis and occurs frequently throughout the Hebrew Bible.
Here too Elohim was the third word.
Exodus 3:4, “… Elohim called unto him out of the midst of the bush ….”
Exodus 4:16, “He will speak to the people for you, and it will be as if he were your mouth and as if you [Moses] were Elohim to him [Aaron]… ,”
The second verse from Exodus 4:16 really rang true with me. It’s message was very similar to the telepathic message that I received “me and you will do this together”. I then continued my search looking up akin. On first glance the word didn’t even register with me as an english word but come to find out it is.
Main Entry: akin
Pronunciation: &-‘kin
Function: adjective
1 : related by blood : descended from a common ancestor or prototype
2 : essentially similar, related, or compatible <his interests are akin to mine>
Oh my! Is the vision trying to tell me look at the story of Moses and take strength from that example? On with the search and again to my surprise the word Celestian did come up exactly on Wikipedia.
Celestian is the god of Stars, Space and Wanderers. Celestian is Neutral Good, but his worshippers may be any alignment of good. His symbol is a black circle set with seven stars. His home plane is the Astral Plane. His colour is black.
Neutral Good
Neutral Good is known as the “Benefactor” alignment. A neutral good character is guided by his conscience and typically acts altruistically, without regard for or against Lawful precepts such as rules or tradition. A doctor that treats soldiers from both sides in a war would be considered Neutral Good. Examples of neutral good creatures include the Guardinals, a type of celestial.
I then marched into the bathroom to get ready for work and the first thing I noticed on the floor of the bathroom was a fallen maple leaf in it’s full fall color clearly displaying the many viens in the leaf. The leaf was not there earlier this morning. Is mother earth trying to tell me something?
The Emperian Heaven of the Green Orb
Today I slept in late but first I had to let the dog out to do his business. When he was done we returned to bed where I began my meditation. I struggled to achieve a deep state of consciousness when all of the sudden I broke through, I saw clear as day two figures neither male nor female, two beings of the highest order. Their complexion was shiny glowing and porcelain in nature. They looked surreal. They were standing gazing at a green orb that remained suspended in the space they held between them. I was invited to gaze at the ball of green light. I knew what I was experiencing was not of the 3rd dimension. I was at the top of it all looking upon every dimension. Everything that ever was and is I knew was contained within this green orb. Outside of us and the orb was nothing but void space. I had never seen the color black so dark black as this.
The vision slowly faded and I ran downstairs to look up green orbs on the internet. I thought maybe a search would lead me somewhere. I soon found my way to celestial spheres on Wikipedia and when I scrolled down I found what I was looking for. It was a drawing of Dante and Beatrice gazing upon the highest Heaven; from Gustave Doré‘s illustrations to the Divine Comedy Paradiso Canto 31. It was an image hauntingly similar to what I had experienced. The only difference was that the beings and myself were much larger than the orb. I understood that our gazing at it was what held everything in place. The size of the orb was about 6 inches in diameter.
Copper: The Philosopher's Stone
I had a dream last night that had a sense of great importance to it. In the dream, I find myself at a town square in a Russian city. I am standing watching the people stroll by through the square. It is so cold here the streets are covered in ice and people are actually ice-skating in order to get around. I notice that the people here don’t seem to be affected by the cold weather. Everyone has a milky complexion, almost ghostly in nature. It then occurs to me that I used to live here at one time. This place was once home to me.
There is about to be free for all event that would entitle the winner to the jackpot of winnings. From the top of one of the building along the square the organizers are going to hurl a container out onto the square. The person that is the first to retrieve the container get to keep all of the entire contents.
I now find myself at the top of the building with the other organizers of the event. They are showing me the contents. It is a small box, with a copper lid and an ivory bottom. This smaller box is being place in a much larger box 100 times the size of the original box. I can see the larger box now. It is entirely made of copper. The box is rectangular and is almost the size of the town square. I can’t imagine them being able to push that thing far enough to land somewhere in the center of the town square.
Someone then pushes the rectangular copper box and it barely makes it over the edge and lands just feet from the edge of the square and is encompassing 2/3rds of the square. The participants down below are confused. They thought they were supposed to scurry to collect the contents of the box but the box has landed larger than life directly in front of them. It literally came to them. They don’t get it. Finally, one guy catches on to the monster sized copper box sitting in front of his eyes. He then takes his index finger and middle finger and taps on the ground two times then places his hand on the copper box. This is all that was needed for anyone to do to claim the prize. He is now the winner. I go down below to speak with him to share in his excitement. He is thinking … “that was too easy”. As I hear his thoughts in my head and my eyes meet his I realize he is me.
Why did this dream come with such a great sense of importance? I decided to do a bit of research to see what I might uncover. Copper was obviously a major theme. I know the connection between copper and pennies but did copper have any other significance here. To Wikipedia I go to find out everything I can about copper.
“Copper occupies the same family of the periodic table as silver and gold. In alchemy the symbol for copper was also the symbol for Venus which is also the symbol for Man.”
“Copper occupies the same family of the periodic table as silver and gold. In alchemy the symbol for copper was also the symbol for Venus which is also the symbol for Man.”
“The best known goals of the alchemists were the transmutation of common metals into gold or silver (less well known is plant alchemy, or “spagyric”); the creation of a “panacea,” a remedy that supposedly would cure all diseases and prolong life indefinitely; and the discovery of a universal solvent.[1] Although these were not the only uses for the science, they were the ones most documented and well known. Starting with the Middle Ages, European alchemists invested much effort on the search for the “philosopher’s stone”, a legendary substance that was believed to be an essential ingredient for either or both of those goals. The philosopher’s stone was believed to mystically amplify the user’s knowledge of alchemy so much that anything was attainable.”
Magnum opus
Main article: Magnum opus
The Great Work; mystic interpretation of its three stages:[4]
• nigredo(-putrefactio), blackening(-putrefaction): individuation, purification, burnout of impureness; see also Suns in alchemy – Sol Niger
• albedo, whitening: spiritualisation, enlightenment
• rubedo, reddening: unification of man with god, unification of the limited with the unlimited.
A Stargate Science: The Living Faces
I have been pondering the mystery of these Moai referenced in my recent dreams and visions. Anytime synchronicity appears around me it is a clear indication for me to pay close attention to what is happening. The universe is trying to get my attention. This began with my Red Riding Hood vision, followed by the Coneheads, which lead to the Moai’s from Easter Island. Research into the Moai left me speechless when I came across the reference to the Living Faces.
So often in my mediations and contemplation on the stars have I seen through the darkness within the minds eye, Living Faces swept by the sea of consciousness. Are these the gods of the stars and the heavens, beings from other dimensions those described by the people of Easter Island? I know there is a Stargate Science here. Within us is a portal to other dimensions. Within us is a mirror of what we experience as out there in the heavens, those bodies of light we call stars.
Room For Rent In The Bell Tower
Last night I had a dream where I am living back at my old house which I’m once again renting from Larry. Except this is not the house we had on Mount Washington it is the house on 12th Street. Now I am the primary person on the rental lease agreement so I am in charge of the house. I can have the pick of rooms where I want to set my bedroom. I have reserved the entire 3rd floor of the house for myself. As I walk through the house, I realize how expansive and big this house really is. Many of the rooms are fully furnished but hardly ever used. I now live there by myself and two other guests. Even with the two guests in the house it still has many rooms to spare.
I am thinking I could easily make a living by renting the rooms of this house and never have to work again. I mention this to one of my guests who is staying in a room on the 2nd level of the house. His current room is very unique in that the walls of the room are similar to the oriental style room partitions that are used as room dividers made of large square lattice and rice paper. It reminds me of being in a confessional. I tell him I’m thinking of renting out one of the bedrooms on the 3rd floor and offer up my space to be shared with someone. He asks me if I would allow him to exchange his room for my offering on the 3rd floor. I agree to allow him to use it. I decide to give him the room at the rear of the third floor. As I’m walking there to show him the room he asks me how much money I want as rent. I have no idea? I guess something like $400. He says, that I am currently charging him $1400. I then tell him that he should then continue to pay $1400. He asks me how much do you pay for the entire space. Out of somewhere unknown I pull up the figure, $4,200.
I then realize I had forgotten that the house is inhabited by many spirits who often hold assemblies. The assemblies are known as the Assemblies of Light. I forgot to mention this to him. As that thought crosses my mind, I see one of the assembly members wearing a red hooded cloak come rushing toward me. He bumps into me as he hurriedly dashes by. How am I going to introduce this twist of fate to him?
Up in the back room of the house in the room he would be occupying is a middle aged man who every morning sticks his head out the window to play his wooden pipe which he plays like a bull’s horn. It plays an intoxicating melody that serves as a call and signal for the ears to hear. It is a call from a bell tower.
In the corner of the room is a wooden box which is mounted on the wall like a light switch. It has the appearance of a coffin. I open the lid to reveal a bi-fold door. With the release of each fold the entire 3rd floor of the house magically becomes bigger, deeper and wider adding dimensions and perspective that were not originally present. This place is now bigger and greater than it ever was before. I’m thinking this must be their secret on how they fit so many attendees at their gatherings. I am in utter amazement at the new size of the space. This place is incredibly beautiful. The furniture and décor is exactly to my style and liking. There are rich deep colored woods and it has a very earthy feel. It is a place for a king to reside. As I step into this expansive space to experience its beauty I realize I am suspended in mid air at it’s center. I have an incredible sense of freedom yet I am unable to move forward, backward, up or down or any direction for that matter. I am simply suspended at its’ core. In that moment I begin to awaken from the dream becoming lucid. I look at my surroundings with now a lucid awareness as I gently open my eyes to see where I am. I am in bed in my bedroom. With my eyes open I am holding both dimensions in my awareness simultaneously. I needed to pee but I remained calm for as long as my consciousness would allow me to hold both realities in my conscious awareness. Slowly and gently the other dimensions began to fade. In the distance I can see a very large gathering of the Assemblies of Light who have gathered to cheer me on. Hey stand in the distance with their arms stretched high swaying back and forth as my room once again returned to its normal size.
WOW! INCREDIBLE!!
Signed by the Coneheads
This morning upon snoozing my alarm, I laid in bed to meditate. I immediately had a vision that was so incredibly clear. My consciousness was hovering over and peering into another dimension. This had a sense of the faerie realms that I’ve become familiar with. I appeared to be in a schoolhouse in a dark shadowy forest. I saw a group of short stocky little old ladies with long skirts. They seemed to move with one mind. They had a great sense of connectedness. I could see their thoughts move gracefully between them. It was like watching a school of fish move. They were Coneheads about 4 feet tall. Their heads were about a third of the size of their bodies. They all wore identical cone shaped hats on their heads which reminded me of the pictures my brother Paz brought back with him of his time in the Vietnam. He had taken pictures of the Vietnamese walking through the rice fields with their cone shaped hats. They all appeared to have their backs toward me looking forward and they appeared to be walking backwards as if time was moving backwards. I made myself a mental note to look up information on the Coneheads when I got to work. My alarm then sounded and I got up to get ready for work.
Here is how I know these visions come from a higher intelligent source. It is a source that is trying to get my attention to help me in some way achieve my goals in life. Quite possibly these beings are in my life to help me execute the code which I’ve been procrastinating and reluctant to issue. Yesterday while standing on the train station platform, I had a flash of insight regarding the knowledge of this code which I carry. If I know what this code is, both backwards and forwards, what is it? What do I know so intimately well? It had to be something so close to me so present in my every moment of my life. It then hit me. My life is the code. I am that code. “I am” is that code. Is this the revelation Christ had when he said, I am that I am? To live my life with divine purpose and in harmony with the life force energy that surrounds me is to place into motion that magic code that unlocks the mysteries of life to give you vision beyond your wildest dreams.
Here is how I know this is true. The universe confirmed itself by way of synchronicity as it always has in guiding my path. When I got to work, I looked up Coneheads using Wikipedia. It brought up what I expected namely information on the Saturday Night Live sketch staring Dan Aykroyd and Jane Curtin. The Coneheads were an “alien” family. Here again are my aliens. It also said, “Dan Aykroyd developed the idea for the Coneheads based on the Moai, the mysterious and ancient stone statues of Easter Island, which had similarly conical heads.” So I followed the lead and looked up Moai.
“Moai or “Moˀai” are monolithic human figures carved from rock on Rapa Nui / Easter Island, mostly between 1250 and 1500 CE. Nearly half are still at Rano Raraku the main Moai quarry, but hundreds were transported from there and set on Ahu (platforms) which were mostly at the islands perimeter. Almost all have overly large heads three fifths the size of their body. The Moai are the “living faces” (aringa ora) and representations of chiefly, deified ancestors.”
In looking at the pictures of the statues they look just like my Coneheads in my multidimensional vision this morning. The picture of them even show them all facing the same direction just as in my vision.
Reading further, you see where some of the stone monoliths are depicted wearing a stone hat on their head. The stone used for the hats has a red color to it. Yeah…you could say they wore Red Hood’s. Not only that, but the hats were cylindrical and stacked like a cone. These hats are called Pukao topknots.
The Pukao were all carved from a very light red volcanic stone scoria, which was quarried from a single source at Puna Pau. The Pukao was balanced as a separate piece on top of a Moai‘s head.
Punau Pau where the hats come from is a quarry in a small crater or cinder cone on the outskirts of Hanga Roa in the South West of Easter Island (a Chilean island in the Pacific Ocean).
Coneheads! I knew nothing about any of this. It is amazing how it all relates to each other with such divine synchronicity.