Yesterday I took a nap and had the following vision/dream. I am looking at a model of the universe. The model is futuristic in that it is an actual real time representation of the universe as it is now. It is a miniature representation such that you can understand all concepts. There are two orbs which intersect and in them spins not just the universe but all multiverses. I am in utter awe of the representation. I feel connected to it in that it is knowable to me. As my awareness and understanding grows of the model my awareness takes a step back to discover this model is contained within a man’s chest. The two orbs fit perfectly in the man and are represented by his pectoral muscles.
I immediately think this man must be someone important maybe even God. I want to study the man’s face and see if I can recognize him. He has long hair and is not a someone I have ever seen before. There is something very magical about his face. His face seems to have many of the same properties of the universe.
Last night’s dream was filled with very cool greater than life visuals. In the dream, I am on a spaceship although it is not until later in the dream where I discover the ship can fly and is actually a spaceship. At first, I am simply aware I am on a ship; a large vessel with many decks for various purposes. We are on a mission in a foreign world. The adversaries or targets of interest are not really adversaries simply a group of people from whom we would like to acquire more information. It feels like a practice game to prepare for survival among an enemy. I know this because both groups of people are on the same ship and the ship is mine. I appear to be intimately familiar with it except since I am in an altered state some of the memories need to be retrieved. At times, I simply have to go with my gut feeling.
We are working in teams. I’ve also played this Hide and Seek game before. There is a cloaking mechanism we use to hide from the adversary. It seems to be based on an inter-dimensional shift. I can tell because the ethers vibrate causing a kaleidoscope of color which makes the embers glow. It looks like smoke or fog with an opaque obscurity which helps conceal. There is something about my eyes where people can easily detect my presence. My eyes seem to be projecting images onto a movie screen. At this point, I open my eyes because I had to go to the bathroom. I open them slowly because I wasn’t quite sure which eyes would open, my waking eyes or my dream eyes. I didn’t want to give away my position in the hide and seek game. As I opened my eyes I peered out into my bedroom to try to determine where I am. My bedroom was glowing filled with etheric embers. Both worlds were super imposed on one another. I lift my comforter slightly to allow myself to slip out of bed unnoticed. The embers within the dream also glowed a golden color. One of my team members came over to remind me he could see my eyes. This was expected but yet not expected because after all I was awake and getting up out of bed and this person is not from my waking world.
I took it as a nod, I can take my pee break and return to bed. Upon returning to bed I immediately fell back into the dream. I can see the space ship has detached. The space ship has an upper deck and a lower deck and like the saucer on the enterprise it can detach from its’ base. The base is the part where most of the power is stored so to fly fast it needs to be returned to it’s base. I am worried it will not be reunited with it’s base. As the top zooms off in the distance, I see moments later the base zoom by at twice the speed to catch up to the top. As it readies to reunite with the top I am shown how the reunification process works. The top fits on the bottom like a lid fits on a saucepan. There are guard rails along the rim which guides the lid into place.
Once they reunite, I find myself on the ship once again. The training is over and now I am visiting with a little girl. She has found my mothers iPad which I still have after her passing away. The little girl seems to be intrigued by the iPad. Since I don’t have use for it anymore I offer it to the little girl. She swipes the screen and it illuminates revealing a picture background which reminds me I should wipe the data clean so she can put her own stuff on there.
In last nights dream, I am away from home at my work site. I see many trucks and construction men around me. They are breaking ground to build a new work site. I become aware of a fissure in the foundation which threatens to divide the site. I somehow know this fissure to be in my house also as it’s effects are felt by the entire neighborhood. I decide to leave the job site and travel back home to secure my belongings. My house is just a few blocks away and adjacent to the job site. There is havoc as people scurry to evacuate the area. The rush of people is causing delays in getting home. A truck driver offers me a ride. Assuming this to be the speediest route home, I accept.
Once in the truck, it becomes apparent he would need to travel the long way around the work site to get to my house. The offer now seems a bit backhanded as it really was of no help to me and is taking me further out of my way. I decide to get off and head back to the parking lot to cut through to the other side. I feel the urgent need to poop but I still have a long way to go. A small wet fart slips out which causes me to soil my pants. While in the parking lot, I ask one of the cleaning ladies if she can offer me a restroom where I can clean up a bit. She offers one of her janitor closets which has a small shallow sink with fresh water and some paper towels. I clean up a bit but notice the poop is alive with fish and tiny animals. It is a muddy river teaming with life. Where the poops runs into the clear waters in the sink I examine the various life forms. There are animals of all kinds. This is not standard poop but poop which must be preserved.
After depositing all the poop into the small utility sink with water I leave to continue my journey home. I have very little time to get there so I decide to travel in somewhat unconventional ways. I assume I must be dreaming and therefore must have special powers within this dream. Taking an example from one of the frogs in the sink I decide to try to leap frog my way out of the parking structure. My leap frogging works and I am able to quickly scale my way out of the parking structure only to find it does not exit out where I need to be. Once again, I am confronted with having to find an alternate route.
The animals from my poop are now fully constituted and offer me other resources and new ideas for getting home. There is one fish who is especially beautiful and a gifted swimmer. Following his intuitive lead, I follow him to my home.
I am secure and safe in bed where I immediately have a false awakening. An Airbnb guest arrives. I hear him enter and walk up the steps to the second level. I get up out of bed knowing I already have a guest in the upstairs bedroom. I am greeted by an Asian man and his 10 yrs old son. Something unusual catches my attention about the Asian man I recognize him from before and if I do it must be a guest who previously stayed with me and is returning. Knowing I haven’t changed the pass-code on the door I assume he simply used the old pass-code to enter the house. The boy runs into my bedroom to play with things in my room as if this was his home. At the top of the stairs I explain to the man I already have a guest staying with me and don’t have available space to accommodate him. I sense he has come for an ulterior motive. I sense he is secretly attracted to me. I can see he is getting an erection in his pants. I don’t think it is a match since I am generally not attracted to Asian men. He excuses himself and proceeds to leave with his son.
It occurs to me to check to see if my son is with me. I return to the my bedroom where his son was playing only to find the infant car seat is empty. I go into a panic wondering where I might have left my child and in who’s care did I leave him. I head downstairs where my nieces are gathered. I suspect one of them might have smuggled my child with them. My niece Ester smiles at me with a mouth full of teeth so white they look fake. She smiles a second time long enough for me to carefully examine her digital teeth. There is something electronic about them. Maybe it is the means she uses to whiten her teeth. As they leave, my niece Daisy is the last to say goodbye. She places her hand on my voicebox and transmits a message like a ventriloquist. I immediately feel the vibration of her voice within my voicebox but the sound is muffled I can not understand the words. The look on her face tells me she is very happy for me and is confident I will find my missing child.
I next walk toward one of my guest bedrooms passing through the kitchen and dinning room where the Asian man’s son is sitting at the table waiting for someone to feed him. Knowing the Asian man must still be in my house I open the other bedroom door. The Asian man is in there but blocks the door from opening fully. All I can see is his face and the baby blue t-shirt he wears. One thing which strikes me are his soft youthful features. I have a feeling my son is with the Asian man.
July 12, 2018 I find myself busy in the dream playing with my dogs and talking to friends. I realize it is my bedtime and I need to retire to my bed yet I still have so much yet to accomplish. I sit on my bed and before I can…
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.
I had fair number of dreams last night where I was very much engaged with the elements of the dream but I can’t quite place my finger on what I was doing. The only thing I can remember is when I woke up to go to the bathroom while I was yet resisting the urge to pee, I had a vision where I can see what is a very magical scene. My awareness is at ground level looking up at a very tall figure elongated from the base to the waist line. The figure is surrounded by what looks like a blue shimmering faerie jelly. It is iridescent with glitter stars all over it. I struggle to look up at the entity. I can see up to it’s waist. Wanting to ascend higher, I relax and allow myself to float up along it’s base. I arrive at the upper body. Upon seeing the head I immediately have a flash of insight, I am seeing myself but what am I doing dressed as a Faerie Godmother? Her wings are infant sized just now growing and developing within the faerie jelly which surrounds her. Her upper body is disproportionate to her lower body which makes me believe she is floating. I am so surprised and awake in a gasp not to mention the sense of urgency around needing to pee is pressing against my bladder.
I immediately get up and head on down to the bathroom. In my head I’m thinking this is a fluke of a dream. Where did that come from? Having done my business I return to bed to cuddle with the dog kissing his head I fall back into the dream. Again I find myself at the base of what is a magical scene. Faerie dust and jelly surrounds me. It feels refreshing and renewing as it cascades over me. I know given the opportunity I must ascend again to see the head. I want to know if what I saw before it in fact correct. Relaxing into this state of consciousness I begin to float up toward the waist. From this new vantage point, I turn to look up at its torso. Again I am astonished to see myself once again playing with this magical jelly floating high above the waist. I must be having a good time all dressing up. How did I get here? What brought me here? I almost feel like when someone walks in on you and surprises you while you are fantasizing and dancing around and you don’t want anyone to see your child like innocence, your playful spirit, an adult being a child. There I stand unnoticed by me yet I know I’m seeing myself. It feels as if someone caught my galavanting on tape and is playing it back to me. The wings are baby wings tiny compared to my size yet I wear them with pride believing I can fly.
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.
In last night’s dream I find myself standing outside an old abandoned building. There is a man who stands with me. He is the lone survivor and now is working to restore the building. He tells me the story of the building. He says it was a hospital at one time where many people were healed. I can tell the building suffered a fire. I ask him what happened to the patients in the building at the time of the fire. He tells me the fire killed everyone except him. I ask him if the building is now haunted. He says it definitely is haunted. The spirits of the dead still live here. I ask is he is not afraid to work here to which he answers NO someone has to do the work. I offer to help him. I am with my dog Butters. He then gives me a tour of the building to see what people were doing right before the fire. I can see a couple making out in their car in the parking lot. There is a little boy who comes toward me and starts walking at my side. I assume he wants to come along for the tour. I place my palm on his head to let him know he is welcome on the tour. I notice the moment my palm touches his hair on his head a wave of energy flows through me. This energy lifts us both up off our feet. I immediately have the ability of flight. We float together to the higher floors of the hospital.
I am now lucid. Knowing I have powers in the dream, I take a good look around me, at my surroundings to try to understand the mechanics of the dream and the correlation between the dream and my waking life. I can see the fabric of the the dream vibrating with rainbow colors in which the dream constructs the scenes. I think to myself this must be my aura or spirit as it’s light extends beyond my dream body. I look around for Butters and discover he is now a young man. I think his child name might need to be changed to reflect his new manhood.
Last night I had a dream where I am preparing to be married. There are a number of people around my bed. I am told I can see my soon to be partner who is a woman. She stands at the foot of my bed. They convince me this is my destiny and I am guaranteed protection. Surprisingly I’m convinced. I ask how I am to identify my “wife” in the future? See they are all etheric beings and therefore transparent to me so I’m afraid my “wife” would be hidden from me so I ask If I can place a tattoo on her neck.
Something jars me awake. Where’s my protection, I think to myself? For about 2 seconds as I opened my eyes to find beside my bed was standing a female honor guard. Her hair is burgundy in color. She stands at attention guarding over my sleep.
While on my first MKP Staffing at Claymont Court in Charles Town, WVa it was my first night there we had arrived on the 21st and as customary I was eager to have a dream to share in open circle this morning. When I was about to wake up I remembered, don’t forget you’re bags. My mind wanted to recover the dream but the dream interpreted it as my bags. So I returned to the dream.
I re-enter the dream space to recover my bags. Sitting in the the right side of an otherwise empty room is one of those grocery shopping bags you take with you to the market to avoid using plastic bags. I rush over and quickly grab the straps of the bag. As I turn I become aware of the walls in the dream which are constructed of flowing energy the energy is alive like colonies of ants withing bubbles that float to and fro across the canvas waiting their next assignment. I recall my purpose completing my turn and glimpse the contents of the bag. I am expecting to see my cloths and sheets and other articles from the weekend adventure but instead deep in the bad is a baby swaddled in a blanket sleeping. The surprise jars me awake.
In morning circle I shared my dream and as I was sharing it the meaning hit me, The Baby is in the Bag. It is quite coincidental I found this picture on the net with a baby boy in a King grocery bag. If you are familiar with the work men do within MankindProject you would know we look at our shadows and the archetypes of King, Magician, Warrior and Lover in mythological story of Iron John so the picture seemed PERFECTLY suited for my dream.
I am laying in bed watching the ethers gather in what look like hands massaging clay where I am the clay. I want to know who is placing hands on me. I carefully time my attack targeting one of the hands like a cat getting ready to stalk it’s prey. Snap!, I grab at the hand with precision. When my hand grabs the etheric hand I can feel it as if it had substance and form. The density of the hand startles me as it is not what I expected. The shock immediately wakes me up with eyes wide open.
I close my eyes in an attempt to return to the dream. I am with my friend Dinah when a package arrives at her door. She accepts the package from the post master and proceeds to open it. I immediately recognize the package as one I sent. I know the box of chocolates is within the packing box. The packing box is one I used to pack a speaker which was left behind by an Airbnb guest. Before she opens the package, I know it is not a speaker inside, she will find the box of chocolates which mysteriously went missing in my house. A box to this day I have not been able to locate. “I must have sent it to Dinah,” I hear my mind say. She snips the last piece of tape and opens the box. Sure enough the chocolates are inside along with some larvae. I recognize the larvae as faerie larvae. The larvae are undergoing their metamorphoses. They are long and white with narrow wings. Each has a purple and green luminescence within their body much like a dragon fly. A man walks over and asks, ” Can I buy them from you. We have great need for those here. They serve a good purpose.” To which I reply, “You can have them.” He then replies, “Oh no they have great value. ” “In that case give me one dollar for each,” I say. Another man steps in and says, “Oh no, they are worth far more than one dollar.” To which I say, “Well then how about $45 dollars.”
One of the insects stings me in in left arm burrowing its head below my skin much like a tick. Having read how one should respond to ticks, I pull the body back stretching the neck like an umbilical cord cinching it to cut the blood supply. I wrap the cord around the head which is still below my skin. The eyes look back at me as if in an effort to ask for it’s protection. I believe it will now simply come out when its ready.
My attention is now drawn to a set of windows in the distance where the government of Columbia is torturing Space Aliens. I can see the Aliens have hands raised as if to surrender. I only see their forearms to the tips of their fingers. One of the aliens has three long fingers typical of aliens. The other has five possibly an alien closer in resemblance of humans. Both are showing sings with their fingers in an attempt to communicate a message to me. The three fingered one has it’s fingers with the symbol of a triangle. The other has fingers and knuckles in the symbol of clovers. I feel compassion for the suffering of the aliens as I believe all life is sacred. I then see a tiny alien laying rigid on a table. He looks to be dead. I ask if we should dispose of the body. To which I’m told we can leave him there. As we turn to walk away, I look back to give the dead alien a second look. I somehow know he is simply playing dead. He moves to signal he is OK. I wink and feel good know he is alive.
I am in a competition where the rounds repeat over and over and over and over. I can feel the wheels of karma turning and turning and turning in a clock wise motion. With each successive turn my consciousness rises to a higher level. I wonder when will it be…
DREAM FEARLESSLY This isn't a dream but it came to pass that I met a guy who happens to have a thing for socks. It just so happens I had planned to have a date with this gentleman who I will name CJ. I became aware that CJ was celebrating…
I had a dream where I am trying to coordinate a flight with my ex Joe. I have to find a place to park my car but the airport parking lot is full and I'm told by the parking attendant that there is a detour and he advises me to…
May 26, 2018 After waking up in the morning and doing my usual bathroom break, I returned to bed for the precious snooze. I immediately find myself in a restaurant. We are seated at a long picnic style table which reminds me of the last supper because everyone is sitting…