6/27/2005 09:20:00 AM
Well, last night I went to one of the Hell Worlds, in one of my out of body dreams!!
---I seemed to be a resident there, as if I were "being" one of the fairly newcomers there. I roamed about a place of rolling hills and open countryside, peppered with many large buildings of a some what "classical" 1880 vintage, mixed with newer buildings. The open air fields seemed to be often full of people milling about, and the insides of the buildings seemed to have the connotation and the feeling of a
collage fraternity about 10am on a Sunday morning after the Saturday evening party
has been going on too too long! I saw one open field, next to such a "bar" where all of the people looked coarse and rude. Ugly faces and scars bloodcovered.
I found that I had a room to myself, with a key no less. A room about eight foot long and maybe just four feet wide, just enough room to lie down on a small cot. This was next to the bar bathroom, three foot from the bathroom door. The bar, pub, itself, was full of what seemed to be partying young people, but that this party has been going on for ten years! A room full of cynical, angry, despairing people: people who would turn on ya in a moment, to make a sarcastic caustic remark, or worse, whip out a knife and cut ya!! And...A newcomer is at the very *very** bottom of the pecking order and will be abused by all. When you get to be a "seasoned resident" after months and years, you will, of course, then be a bully onto the newcomers!
Someone told me that I was "lucky", as most "rooms" had three or four people crashing together as "roomies".
Tis hard to describe in words the feeling of this place! I knew, in the dream, that tis world was vast in size and all of it had the distinct feeling of the same aura. I eventually stood in an open area with maybe 500 people milling about. The very air was filled with a kind of "introspection", done by people who never ever had given much thought about their lives before they died. They lived, on earth, in the mode of that ever popular tone of..."Slight cynicism, some despair", well covered over with "entertainments" and nice clothes and a nice house with a good paying job.
now all of the Masks were off, the real inner attitudes attracted them to a place where the outer world was a refection of their inner states.
think: Large recreation/exercise area of a large prison.
think: the party has gone on and on, and everyone is still there!
or..."Life's a bitch then you die", then during all of your life you sort of "put down" everything, as you know well enough that anything that you do with your life, OR, that whatever anyone else does with their lives, to makes things better, is just an "inchworm climbing up the wall, of a descending elevator"!
So then you "party as Philosophy"! Party to forget. Drink to forget.
["some people dance to remember, some people dance to forget"!]
Then you die.
Then you awake *here*!
here are some more scenes.
--a basketball game using a head of an animal, well blooded, as a ball.
--a table with a pile of "chits", little plastic cards. I was told that these are scattered at random all over the land, under tables, on the ground, wherever. These are redeemed at the Clinic, to heal the scratches, cuts, or worse. [used instead of money]. One gets hurt a LOT, here! Mostly from other people.
--As I stood in one field for a minute, I saw some lady hurl at me shards of broken glass! I ran away. The lady began to follow me. I ran through very complicated alleyways and then I came to a dead end, around a corner, so that I turned to face her as she came around. She did! She with glass in her hands, followed me very thoughly! NOW I confronted her!
Funny....She looked to be about three feet tall, ugly. Deformed, a "little bitch" of a woman. However, once in a while her face metamorphosed into the pretty face that she wore while living on earth. Then back to "now".
She then told me that she worked for the "corporation" [or the "association", I heard that phrase too ]. She has been here for quite a while. So she joined them.
her job was to toss this glass at anyone who stopped to think, out in the fields, "gotta keep moving" she says. She joined up with them: "gotta survive, the name of the game"!
[this place is Ruled. The "corporation" or the "association" rules. Probably Elder Demons, not human! They are not often seen, as most of the "CEOs" are powerful negative human souls who have been here for a long long time]
I take it that most of the "unredeemable" residents, the people who are there for
awhile, join up with the "management" to become Bullies of the new and of the weak!
Think: your average penitentiary prison!
[ I *hope* that people eventually leave here, but of course this merely depends upon whether they can change their inner attitudes first!]
what a sight, this open field with 500 people! They all looked as if they looked like their "sins"! Ugly. Sick.
the air itself looked a bit like of a city on a "bad air day"!
Lets not talk about the vibes and aura of this field! Your average CEO party, about 5 am in the morning. Think that.
there is that painter,
Hieronymus Bosch. Think of what he painted! Then place about 500 people in his garden of Delights.
I have a very very good analogy for summing up this place: think of the Tone and of the Aura, of all of the talk shows and comedy monologues that you have ever heard, on tv and on radio,all rolled up into one Tone. Then make a world that has this Tone run through *everything*, the buildings, the rooms, the Hosts, the dwellers, the very air and vegetation! And..Have this Tone be the only Tone there is!
then live for years and years and years in it!
yes, new agers, there are Hells. [many new ager prophets and seerers say that there are no hells]. I Know! I have been there and have experienced otherwise!
This is not, by any means, the first one I have been to! It will not be my last.
do not listen to these new agers, they do not know. They have not seen and experienced, first hand!
my advice: live today, inside of you, in any way that is NOT like the hells, then you will not live here after you die, as the people who live here now, have lived here long LONG before they died!
6/17/2005 11:44:00 AM
here is last night's dream, a potent one for sure! this dream may not look "potent"; it looks a bit innocent, but bear with me!
The dream begins, i am with a group of young people in their 20s...30s
in a farmhouse. I find that they all belong to some kind of cult. a "benevolent" cult, partly relgious and partly in "sales". They own this farm and all of them live there.
Today's project, as they are the new reqruits, is to learn about the
way the group operates. They go door to door selling something, and they have some kind of "motivational tapes" that they listen to, while on the road or in their spare times. there is a ritual for them all to how to learn.
the ritual begins, they all go out to the back of the farm to a shallow stream where the water is about three inches deep, in a shallow sand bottom creek. there is this sandy, muddy bottom, about 60 feet long and about 15 feet wide, where there are random rocks at the bottom of the inches deep water. they are to utterly memorize this bottom! each person stares at this creek until they can see it in their memory. then back at the farmhouse, the teacher then shows, on the wall projector, a snapshot taken of this bottom, taken as they memorized it. then each student takes his/her motivation tapes and "attributes" each tape to a section of this bottom. but each attribution is to be the same for each student, so that this photo of the bottom is a kind of MAP of all of the tapes.
i..e....tape number 10, is the section at the end. for all of the students.
by the end of the lecture, this photo of the bottom was sectioned off into about 15 sections, each section represented one of the tapes.
I then listened to some of the tapes, in the dream. one tape was "angry", that is...it had to do with how to handle anger, in oneself, in the client.
another tape was about "mind". another was plain sales motivational.
I was with them, in their cars, for a bit, they listened to each tape every chance that they had. but i noted why the stream bottom was used: as each person had the attributes of each tape linked to this image of the creek bottom, each time that they wanted to hear a tape, they "remembered" the creek bottom, then recalled what tape went with what part of the image. then they could then recall what tape to listen to.
At the end of this dream, i walked, alone, back to the creekbed to look again at this bottom.
was a long time after this ceremony, the tapes had been listened to for awhile. still only an inch or three deep. lots of animal tracks too, lots of deer and racoons hereabouts. wading birds too.
i looked at this 60 foot long bottom. it was very very apparent to me that many more animals crossed this bottom in only several places. some sections were completely free of tracks and footprints!
I looked closer, why did the animals not use *this* section, and why did all the animals walk across *that* section?!
The animal footprints corresponded EXACTLY to the layout of the tape
attributions, of the cult members!!! as if some sections were somehow CHARGED with energy, even though the cult people were only out by the creek for an hour, months ago.
[let those with ears, hear!]
the Implications are emormous, here, sports fans!! i will briefly spell it out for ya!
---whatever feelings and emotions and thoughts, that you "toss" IN to an image that is a mental picture of an OUTER object or scene, some of those feelings and thoughts, not only affect the inner image, they also affect the objective, outer, object TOO!!
---in your 10 years of depression, you think a lot about your childhood rural home back in Iowa. unknown to you, while that farmhouse is still there, with new owners of course, these owners always feel a bit depressed, and they wonder why, as that house is out in the sun and nice looking!
-----the bad divorce: the "ex" has gone on, moved 500 miles away, gone for good. but you cannot forget or forgive. you hate, even. his health is not good, he does not know why! further more, he cannot seem to forget about you either, no matter how he tries. you have "forced" him to be stuck to you, thusly! and slightly "soul murder" him, as he cannot leave!
when you get to heaven after you die, you will be forced to "embrace" him, if he has already died, as you two are really veryclose in Love to each other, as "love" means "touching", here: bonded by hate!
---you dislike the color of your new car. you also begin to wonder why it does not run right!
---Susie loves to grow plants. they do well for her.
Perhaps this even extends to...."not only can you change your attitude about your past life that you have lived behind you, you might even be able to change the objective event itself!!
see why this dream is so "potent"?!!