Exit: The Drain

April 22, 2019

In last night’s dream I am a superhero like superman. There are two superhero’s myself and another guy who looks like the hulk but not green. He backs me up and watches over me and steps in when I am in serious trouble. I take care of the day to day emergencies and keeping the peace and I can call on him when I need an extra hand.

In this dream I am fighting a villain. I can see him working his way toward me. I can either evade him or confront him. It is best to confront him early because if I don’t he grows in size gaining power. I decide to confront him while he is still small. I take the air out of him and fold him up small. Something in me does not allow me to destroy it. I feel compassion for the villain and my desire is not to hurt him but simply contain him.

A long time passes and the villain returns. I look at him and think to myself why didn’t you destroy him the first time. Again I am hit with compassion over him. I then realize I am in a dream. For some reason I sense the night is almost over and I will be waking up soon. I decide to allow the villain some freedom but I’ll just confine him instead to the dream space and I will just wake up.

I am trying to figure out how to exit the dream. Through what opening shall I go through to wake up. Logic tells me to exit through a window or door or try to fly high in the sky. I consciousness hears my request and head down down down toward the drain. My consciousness wants to leave through the drain except there is a glass door I have to get through before I can access the drain. I am thinking this is very risky since I will be under the weight of the world and within a very narrow space. I zoom at full speed toward the door and end up hitting my head on the glass door. The door is not ready to open. Finally a woman come in through the door allowing me a brief opportunity to exit through the open door. Whoosh ….. I pass through the drain to wake up in my bed.

Supp-Hosed to Fly

April 19, 2019

In last night’s dream I am somewhere outside in the garden and see a hose like the one on my vacuum cleaner. For some strange reason, I pick it up and sniff the inside of the tube to see what’s in it. Come to find out there is a strange chemical smell seeping out of the tube. When inhaled this substances transforms the person giving the person the power to fly. We are being invaded by aliens from other planets. The invaders are unusual spider or octopus like creatures with many tentacles. Their space ships are cigar shaped. Come to find out the chemical in the tube was left there to allow us to persevere the aliens attack. The gas also creates an acrylic bubble the aliens are not able to penetrate.

I can see the alien ships coming toward the bubble. I can see them crossing dimensions. I can tell when they are crossing dimensions because it creates a distortion in my vision which looks like a ripple effect. I discover I now have the power of flight and fly high to survey the area. The effects of the aliens is coming in waves. I can see the coast lines where all the ships are coming in to dock. The waves on the ocean are flowing only in one direction toward the coast. It seems to be against the natural laws of physics. I am able to assist things in between the waves discovering who is needing help and what the current conditions are. People are dispersed in all directions but we seem to not be affected by the effects of the waves.

I wonder when and if my power to fly will wear off but so far I am able to fly at will. I soar with great ease as if I have flown my entire life. It is curious to me I am not afraid of heights. I finally return to the bubble where I decide to take a shower after a long day’s work.

Dream Drape

March 8, 2019

In last night’s dream I seem to be traveling to another planet. It is a planet which we are in the process of terraform. I wake up from being incubated for the flight. I still have a sleep drape which also acts as an invisibility cloak. It is how people are transported. I am one of the first to arrive as the terraforming has just begun. When I awake in the dream, I guess you can call it a false awakening because I am not truly awake in real life. What is surprising here is as I awaken I immediately recognize the process used to transport people. The invisibility protects you just in case you were to surface in a hostile environment. The threads of the invisibility drape conduct light and are multi-dimensional. It is how you pass between dimensions. The first thing upon arrival is the process of re-hydration. There is a clear needle that looks much like an orange peeler. It is a smart needle knowing exactly where to enter your body. I can see one of the other men on the mission who is also in the process of being re-hydrated. The re-hydration liquid is a silicon based material as it has an oily aspect to it. As I wait my turn for processing, I am very happy to spend time with the dream drape of invisibility viewing all the beautiful colors and peering into many many dimensions. It is so beautiful.

~~~~~~~ DREAM ENDS

This was a truly spectacular dream and so surreal. It felt so real to me as if it were just another part of my waking life. It seemed purposeful with intent. Makes me wonder if there is a place beyond the physical to which we return to and originate from.

Gorilla Morning

January 28, 2019

Last night’s dream was very bizarre and detailed.  In the dream I have been frequenting the office building where I work.  Day by day the scene changes just a little bit.  The change is so slight it is unnoticeable except when I reflect back on the past and recall details no longer present.  Everyday I go buy my danish and morning coffee from a small Korean market.  On this morning, I again go buy my danish except the sum change over the many years hits me.  As I reflect on the past, I perceive the overall change as significant.  What is causing the change?  I decide to do something different today.

Looking around I decide to follow the others about their morning business.  I hop on a bus.  The bus takes me up on a mountain to a remote location which is barely accessible.  To hide from view I am camouflaged in the back of the bus with leather skins.  I can hear the sound of the the animals who wore the skins.   The passengers here are being taken hostage by a group of gorilla vandals and made to be slaves.  I realize I have to do something to save these people.   The gorillas are not yet aware of my presence since I am normally a creature of habit and would not have deviated from my morning routine they simply are not expecting me to be on this bus.  I study my environment carefully and decide a course of action.  I am unknown here it is almost as if I blend in to the scenery and am simply overlooked by their own force of habit. The gorillas simply do not notice me.   I use this to my advantage.

I become lucid enough to know I am in an altered state and most likely dreaming.  I decide to try some of my skills to manipulate the dream.  I begin threading parts of the dream to alter the tracks slightly.  This allows those who are enslaved here to notice a slight change but not large enough for it to be obvious to the gorillas.  Those seeking hope can see the light and realize a new day is on the horizon.  Little by little, I thread a parallel timeline.  I divine a storyline where the Master Gorilla likes to be fed only one particular food his morning crescent.  The gorillas seeing the new storyline give instructions to the slaves to make the crescents for the Master Gorilla. Over time the MG begins to gain weight and becomes obese all the while I continue threading the new storyline.  The new story line allows the the slaves to enjoy a thanksgiving meal while the gorillas are given a ration beans.  They have no awareness I have changed the storyline.

In time I create an opening big enough in the dream to fill with new possibilities.  I breath in the vapors of the dream and it feels good.  There is a sense of freedom.  I am given a chair and a wooden staff.  The chair sits on the track I created.  The chair moves along the track and through the opening in the dream.  I ride it home but on the way I ride past the Master Gorilla who I easily identify because he is very obese now.  He is being held to the dream by only a few remaining threads.  I take my staff and poke him with it once then twice.  The second poke dislodges him from the dream completely.  We are all free now.

My chair continues down the track as I return to my bed and I awake from the dream.

~~~~ DREAM ENDS

After my alarm rang I closed my eyes and immediately had a vision of a woman.  I studied her features carefully.  Her jaw line was thin and pointy.  She had similar eyes to my family.  She resembled my dad’s side of the family.  I wondered if she was representing the female embryo’s.  She spoke to me.  I could see her lips moving and the expressions she made will speaking.  She explained the gorilla dream on some deep level words are not able to describe.  When she was done she gave a final blink of her eyes and vanished.

 

 

Hangar 1: Belmont

Belmont High School, Los Angeles

January 22, 2019

Tonight I was pretty tired and considering the night was very cold I decided to stay home.  While watching TV I fell into a dream.  During the dream, I can still hear the TV because the program I’m watching is very interesting.  It is a MUFON series called Hanger 1: The UFO Files.  The dream feels like a continuation of last night’s dream.  I feel like I am being tested and challenged.  Things are happening and I am confused about my reality.  The dream seems so real.  I want them to know I am not asleep.  I have control of my environment.  I struggle to control what I am experiencing in the dream by engaging with it in ways my conscious mind is choosing.  In one scene in the dream,  I am in my apartment laying in bed like I am in real life.  I can see my bed and my night stand.  I get up to look out the window to see if I recognize where my dream apartment is located.  Looking out the window, I immediately recognize I am at Belmont High School in Los Angeles but this Belmont is on another planet.  I recognize it even thought it is not exactly the Belmont I once attended in the City of Angels.  There is a very strong knowing I am at Belmont.  The window I am looking out of looks like it is made of a natural stone or masonry.  For a moment, I feel this is so real.  I am still paying attention to the television in the background which is also playing in the dream.  I am really here.  I open the front door to go outside to physically read the name on the building.  The minute I step outside the apartment the name on the building is instantly obscured from my vision making it impossible for me to read the name.  I think to myself, it figures I am in a dream.

I go back inside and lay on the bed to continue watching the TV program.  I am aware of women who live with me.  I can not see their faces but I know they are in the house.  I see a duffel bag float by my real life bed.  I can somehow still perceive my waking life within the dream.  Again I want the dream to know I am awake so I reach out and grab the duffle back by the straps.  I am struggling to get up out of bed to see what is in the duffle bag.  I can still hear TV in my waking life but can not seem to raise myself up out of the dream.

Alas! I awake.

~~~~ DREAM ENDS

I quickly journaled this before going to bed and stopped the television series to pick it up tomorrow.

The next day I sat down to continue watching the MUFON series Hangar 1.  I had just finished episode 5 and started episode 6.  Half way through the episode they introduced a case the occurred in Belmont, New Hampshire.  What are the odds of my dreaming about Belmont and the next episode having been about Belmont?  Had I continued last night it would have been a far greater coincidence.  I can flag this one as a precognitive dream.

A Ticket to Ride: Interstellar

Scene from Interstellar.

January 14, 2019

Last night’s dream was very sexually charged as I felt an incredible amount of energy emanating from my root chakra.  In the dream someone offers me a credit card.  He says with this card I can charge $15 dollars a month for the rest of my life.  Many people around me take a card from him.  He suggests as our first purchase we use the card to buy a ticket for a seat on his airplane.  I proceed to buy a ticket but something doesn’t sit well with me.  My conscience doesn’t allow me to buy a ticket using this credit card that I have no idea where it came from or who is paying for it.  I decide instead to purchase the ticket with my own credit card. I am given a seat along with everyone else who bought tickets.  The authorities come to arrest those who used the fraudulent cards.  Since I purchased the ticket with my own credit card I am allowed to keep my seat.  The flight is incredible.  The seat feels like a bicycle seat that is tight in my groin area.  I can feel the energy of the ride.  It feels like pure passion.  I am sexually aroused by the vibration emanating from the seat.

The seat takes me flying to incredible heights.  It feels like an amusement park ride.  I can hear the gears and chains clanging as I move through the area.  After one ride I am allowed to decide my own course to plot.  Like a bird I spring from a seated position and take off charting my own course through and around the buildings.  The feeling is one of total elation.   I LOVE THIS!  Now fully lucid, I sit ready to ride again.  I want to examine my surroundings and determine how this experience works.  I see a stone on a wall which reminds me of scene from Indiana Jones.  Somehow I know this stone controls something.  I reach over and turn the stone.  Immediately the chains and pulleys in the matrix start moving  re-calibrating the dream.  It reminded me of the dream Interstellar when the guy is in the bookcase.  The experience is incredible.

I start to feel the need to pee but I don’t want to risk not being able to come back to this place.  Once again from my seated position I take off in flight through the matrix and around the buildings.  I move fearlessly through the many hairpin turns from incredible heights with amazing speed.  Simply incredible.

I can not hold my bladder any longer.  I look around thinking I will be right back.  I get up and run to the bathroom.  I made the mistake of turning on the lights and peeking out the window.  12 inches of snow fell last night.  I sat down to pee closing my eyes.  When done I raced out of the bathroom, turned off the lights and jumped back in bed.  10 minutes later my alarm rang.  Oh well … time to shovel snow.

Shattering of the Universe; How Magick Happens

December 26, 2018

Last night’s dream was very cool.  I was watching Harry Potter before going to bed and I wondered if there was a train platform numbered 9 3/4 in my dream where magick happens and if my dreams have a school of Hogwarts for teaching magick.  I fell asleep with the thought.

In the dream, I find myself at work.  I am friendly with the guy who is the parking attendant for my building.  His company owns several businesses including several parking lots.  Since his workers don’t make a lot of money, he offers them investment tips.  On this day, I over hear him giving out some tips in the way of business news.  I then go about my business.

At work one of my coworkers is Marcus who is a very heavy set black guy who reminds me of the Marcus from MKP.  He is also gay as is Marcus from MKP.  In talking to Marcus, I notice his beautiful qualities and his inner potential.  Even though he is over weight, I help him see a bright future for himself.  In talking to him, something he tells me rings true with the conversation I overheard early regarding the business news.  Today’s news I believe Marcus can apply directly to his life.  Marcus is very excited and begins believing in himself.  He is loosing weight and is wearing a beautiful blue dress.  His hair is long and his makeup is done up nicely.  He likes dressing to accentuate his feminine side.

The next morning, I tell Marcus to meet me at the parking lot where I can introduce him to the parking lot attendant.  We are waiting just outside the parking booth for the attendant to arrive with today’s business news.  After he offers the news to his employees, I get his attention and introduce Marcus.  I stutter in explaining how he can possibly help Marcus.  My inner dialog doesn’t want to seem as if I am asking for his help under an Affirmative Action because he is black.  I want him to know I believe in Marcus and I think he can benefit greatly from his assistance.  As if to read my mind, the parking attendant tells me not to worry, he will help Marcus as I’ve indicated.  Excited with his approval I look at Marcus who now looks stunning.  I pause for a moment to see how Marcus has changed.  I think to myself, “I could really love someone as beautiful as Marcus.”

We walk together back to our office.  Marcus is very excited on his new prospects for the future.  I am happy to have been able to help him in this way.  A truck is driving out of the parking lot and down a road where there is construction.  He drives over a pot hole.  I yell don’t do it you won’t survive the fall.  His car splits in two and is swallowed up by the river that runs along side the road.  I tell Marcus he will have to pluck his car out of the river now.  Marcus and I continue walking.  As we walk, Marcus comes up with a way to apply this new knowledge to help the man recover his truck.  He is eager to help someone.  He comes up with a way to create a sonic boom.  The boom will fragment the Universe shattering it to pieces just enough for the man to recover his truck from the river.  The shattering of the Universe allows us to easily rearrange the pieces of the truck.

The idea works as the boom sounds.  The Universe now looks like a mosaic.  Through the cracks a worm hole appears and a beautiful lavender light comes rushing in.  I see and understand how magick happens.  I realize it is Marcus who helps me.

Feed Yourself Before You Go

December 20, 2018

Last night I had a dream where I am hovering over a large body of water much like a like.  There are people swimming in the water splashing and having fun.  The waves created are very frothy.  The water is an iridescent aqua blue.  I don’t know how to swim in real life very well so I think to myself this is a great opportunity to learn in a safe place.  I jump in the water and start to float on my back.  I seem to be mentally connected to everyone in the pool much like one mind.   Some people have brought colorful rafts out on the water to lounge on.  I attempt to tread water but feel myself sinking.  Someone tells me to lay my head back and relax.  I am able to float.

I make my way to the other end of the lake where there is a restaurant.  I walk toward it as I walk closer my consciousness seems to be pulled as I am no longer walking but instead being drawn in to the establishment.  I am drawn all the way to the back table where two men sit at different tables back to back.  I recall thinking to myself, “Why am I being brought here?”  It seems highly out of place to be in this location.  I will myself closer to where the men sit.  The minute I draw closer the faces of the men blur as if the dream is imposing a veil of secrecy on it.

I am then drawn to a men room where there are showers available for the men to wash off after bathing in the lake.  I look for a shower but they all seem occupied.  One man very large hairy man is walking down the hall.  Another man behind him is giving him some kind of neck massage to stretch his back.  He asks if I would like to be stretched implying much like when I was trying to float in the water to lay my head back.  As if this recommendation will help me swim.

Not wanting the assistance, I walk away entering another room that looks like a dance floor with colored lights.  I reminds me of the Enterprise where the beam people to other places.  I wonder if I’m on a space ship.  Wanting to know who these people are and where in the universe they come from I enter the space and fly along the walls.  The dance floor holds shadows of people who have been teleported to distant places.  There is a bar where food and drinks are served while you wait to be teleported.  I approach the bar knowing I’m not from this place and they might recognize me as an outsider.  The bartender is very friendly and offers me something to eat.  At first I’m reluctant because I don’t know what they eat here.  Looking down at the plate it looks like egg, cheese and crackers.  Since it is something I recognize I eat a little bit.   He tells me I can save the rest for later.  This man is so nice and welcoming I take a good look at him.  He looks very human but yet someone translucent his body has density but not as much as we do in real life.  His hair is brown and cut very short.  We both pause and look at each other.  He says; “Feed yourself before you go.”

The Cosmic Egg


December 3rd, 2018

Last night’s dream was absolutely incredible.  My body is being elevated.  I am ascending in the universe at an incredible speed.  I can see the stars all around me.  I come to a point in space where a picture frame hangs in front of me.  I am positioned at a 45 degree angle to the frame.  The frame is metallic and in the center is a white egg shape symbol.  The frame is reflective much like a mirror.

Out of the blue I decide to hold my right palm in front of the image much like swearing an oath to the object but my intention is to offer the object a blessing by sending it healing energy.  The egg begins radiating an intense light.  I am amazed at how beautiful the light appears in the heavens.

The light causes an elevator door to appear to the right of the frame.  I notice many beings approaching from the left.  I turn to look at the beings now congregating around the frame, immediately to my left.  Taking a good look at them I can see they are shadows of angels because they all have wings.

The elevator door opens and a man appears in the elevator.  The man has dark olive skin and wears a big head dress.  His face looks larger than a typical human might look but yet he has human features.  I wonder if he might be an alien or a heavenly being.  I wonder if this is some kind of space ship.  Why would he need an elevator?  Not wanting the man to see me I take two steps back to blend in and hide among the angles present.  Feeling as though I’m not quite camouflaged sufficiently behind the angels I take two steps to my right.  This last move places me more in line of sight with the being in the elevator.  I turn to slightly giving him my profile.  I can still see his profile out of the corner of my eye.  The man’s features are striking and I wonder if I am the man.  I ponder the coincidence he too offers me his profile.

All of the sudden my consciousness begins to fly at an incredible speed ascending even higher traversing many levels of the stratosphere.  I turn to look behind me to see what happened to the angels who were standing with me.  They appear to be following in flight right behind me.  I attempt to understand what is going on and wonder if I am trying to flee or if they are simply following me.  I turn again to wave at the angels behind me.  The wave causes a few of the angels to dissipate but they are quickly replaced by more angels.

I then find myself in a cargo bay with all the angels we are sitting around after a long flight.  It feels like we are getting comfortable maybe taking off our shoes or flight gear and getting dressed into our normal day cloths.  As I look around I can see their faces clearly and I think to myself, I need to remember all this because it is so incredible.  Someone looks at me as if reading my mind and gives me a peace sign with two fingers.  He is indicating there are two types of dreams, one which I’m familiar with and the other ….. he goes silent here even though he is not really saying anything but yet he is communicating with me.  The second type are those you feel but instead of messaging me telepathically he sends me his feelings.

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First Little Girl In Space

Moon

July 22, 2018

I had an amazing dream last night.  I am traveling among the stars.  At the very end I thought I was laying here in bed watching an educational program on TV. The images in my head were so crystal clear and the sound on the television was so clearly audible.  The program was very interesting and fascinating.  The program I could tell was coming to an end.  They started talking about a little girl, the first little girl to travel in space.  She was taken on a shuttle mission to fix something on one of our space satellites and to the moon.  I can see the shuttle on the television flying past the satellite.  It is approaching a round object which at first looks fuzzy.  As we get closer, I immediately recognize it as the moon but it is not the moon we are accustomed to.  It is a space ship much like the Death Star in Star Wars with some major differences.  There are three lines that go across the surface of the sphere horizontally similar to the Death Star.  One at the top around the +60 degree longitude and two in the southern hemisphere around -15 and -45 degree longitude.  The lines are obviously viewing windows with blue light emanating from them.  Between the two southern lines is a circular disk similar to the Death Star except this one appears to have the ability to rotate.  The disk reminds me of the face on a quarts watch.  Along the general surface of the moon are randomly shaped crystals that serve as viewing portals.  The shuttle approaches the moon along the northern ring.  This ring forms a continuous window which tells the history of the moon from it’s inception.   The line doesn’t go all the way around.  I can not see where it ends but I can see where it begins.  The start of the window frame has a tapered aerodynamic shape.   I think to myself why don’t we board the moon because then we can look out through the windows.  I feel it has been such a long time since I’ve been on the moon.  I wonder if no one is on-board the moon right now.

I can see the shuttle that is carrying the little girl.  It looks like one of the triangular shaped stealth planes the government uses except this one is considerably thicker.  People can actually stand up in them and walk around.  The shuttle flies low in the sky allows me to clearly see detail.  It is apparent it is doing these maneuvers specifically for me to witness.  At one point it flies in a formation that allows me to see the tops of the wings which to my surprise are not dark grey like the rest of the aircraft but instead are a translucent white that conducts pastel shades of vibrant color.  It also becomes apparent that it has the capability to fly not only horizontally but vertically by raising a section of flaps on the white surface of the wings.  The flaps have an L shape when raised for this configuration.

Now earlier in the dream I am with a team of people.  We have the ability to move between dimensions.  I am in a world where everyone is asleep going about their business.  They are doing fun day to day things but they are asleep unaware of their total existence.   I am on an escorted tour of this world.  I break away from the tour because I want to know what they are choosing to hide from me and the rest of the world.  I can deduce that I am from this world and I too have been asleep for a very long time.  The minute anyone wakes up they come at you to suppress you and force you back into a sleep state.  They hold the reality in place for us to believe our subspace reality.

I come back to the tour guide and tell him that I have found an access door above this room.  He gives me a wink and a node and tells me to go ahead and explore it while he continues the tour for the remaining people in my party.  I climb to the highest place in the room and push the ceiling panels up.  The panels give way exposing other realms and other dimensions of existence.   I make my way out and I am able to see the world as it really is.  I have the ability to fly and do incredible things.  I seem to have no limits on my power to transcend space and time and move through dimensions.

The overlords quickly discover I have breached their barriers.  I use this opportunity to understand what they are trying to protect or guard against, why the do so and how I am being manipulated into believing something that is not entirely true or is not the complete truth of who I am.  Its the egg becoming the chicken and coincidentally overcoming fear.  At some point I must mature that time is now.

I am trying to evade the authorities. They are there to keep the peace but it is in their interest.  Now that I am awake, I have an inalienable right to be a full and ascended being to travel the universe and other dimensions to discover who I am.   I have learned the process and I understand I too can hide from them and slip past them.  They have been so focused on us down below that they have become somewhat myopic and have lost the ability to see in 360 degree views. This description seems to fit an analogy for which there are no words.  Every button that is now available to me I can push and experience.  I spend a great deal of time moving back and forth between dimensions.  On occasion they would find where I was and try to come at me.  I discover what triggers them to notice me which is when I focus my sight on them their reality begins to fall apart I seem to have the ability to see through them.  They desire form and I am trying to escape form.  Yet they have the ability to take form and move out of form.   They seem to have two states of form one is similar to our physical reality and one in a higher dimension and above that a pure etheric form.

This little girl had taken the space flight to fix a satellite and to see the moon.  I am thinking how could this little girl fix a satellite.  I see the moon and the many little portal crystals scattered all over the moon that made it look like a planet.  The many crystals watch me as I fly past them like people sitting on bleachers in a stadium cheering my passage. I look back to take in it’s beautiful golden metallic color.

What an amazing dream.