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Noisy Humans

I’m really enjoying sleeping lately, since I nearly always seem to dream answers to any question or idea I had before sleeping, and at least half-remember it on awakening.

After falling asleep again this morning (after blogging my crown-chakra dream and then talking to my friend by phone), I had two dreams I remembered on awakening.

The first one addressed a conversation we had about heart vs. crown chakra although it also had, I think maybe 2nd chakra involved. Unfortunately I do not remember that dream. I only remember thinking that he had been correct regarding the equal divinity of all. He was saying how many people consider the crown chakra “more spiritual” or in some way better than others. But anybody who’s met Jesus, definitely king of the christ-consciousness heart chakra, knows that one is just as divine, though different. We’d talked about how the crown chakra brought a sort of intelligent-insight-understanding, like all is as it should be, without any ‘attachment’ to the world. But how on its own it sort of removes the passion. Having the other chakras open to balance that is important. Anyway. We’d also talked about how different kinds of intelligence might have different perception… a little about my perceiving on two occasions a spider.

In the second dream, I think I may have “absorbed some perspective.” Heh.

I was in some other world, moving along some path in the outdoors, with a fence and field to my left and something like a bunch of group homes to my right. I noticed that a pride of big jungle cats, maybe panthers, loafed just out of sight of the people behind some stuff across the street from them. I saw just one near the fence. It turned and looked at me, as if surprised to see me.

Human!, it said to me (psychically). I sense you can hear me! Will you open the door to that bathroom a little, so we can sneak in and get water?

I looked over at the buildings. Yes, I could see the cats would need water from somewhere, the weather was hot. There was what seemed to be ‘group’ bathrooms in each building like one at each end that I ‘knew’ from the cat had what I translated as stalls and one tub and a few sinks. I imagined in my head that I could make something barely running with a set plug so when they got in there maybe there’d be some water to lap up, I figured.

Sure, I said to it.

I walked toward the building. But there were all these people all over. They were so loud and noisy and messy and their conversation seemed so stupid to me, they felt like a bunch of retarded squirrels or something. There were so many of them I walked instead toward the next building, but that one had several and many of those from the first building had meandered over too, jabber jabber jabber. Frustrated, I walked to the next building, but they were there too. For godssakes they were everywhere! Flapping their mouths ceaselessly like the damn birds.

I knew if they saw the cats they would get all freaky and hyper and go running for weapons. Even though the cats couldn’t care less if they humans lived or died — though I did suspect they would not complain much if the bad-smelling bipedal noisy-squirrels became vulture-food — but they had no desire or intent to hurt them, they just wanted water.

My perspective seemed to shift more fully. The damn humans are blocking off access to everything. Forest areas now had giant fences even the strongest couldn’t jump, buildings cropped up everywhere, the roads came through, some streams weren’t drinkable any more, and if people even SAW an animal they didn’t run over they were likely to get all screamy and pull out a weapon and kill it. What a useless bunch of psychotic creatures, I thought about humans. It really is too bad they are so good at hiding inside things like buildings and vehicles, which makes them so difficult to kill. How are we ever going to deal with them? They must breed like insects, their numbers increase so.

Then I woke up. Poor kitties, I don’t think I ever got to getting them access to water. But even on awakening it was hard not to kind of see their point of view about people!

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