9/29/2024 –
A dream in the high-rise scenario where I’m in this enormous elevator on the ground floor with all these other people. The inside of this thing looks like futuristic mechanical devices. We’re all waiting to get to the top floor where this movie will be projected on all these futuristic mechanical device looking walls.
That’s about all I remember but while meditating I’m shown an image of a woman prisoner or mental patient standing outside of a castle like prison. She’s wearing a white dress and is sort of pleading with her hands in the air wanting out I imagine. Then a vision of an arty looking spider hanging in front of a vaginal shaped opening. This spider vision looks like it is hand drawn on paper in black and white but excellent work.
9/30/2024 –
A message about how we have to work collectively to turn this world around. The collective nature of this endeavor is emphasized.
Then in a dream someone has set up a speaker near an empty park bench and is spewing out weird soundbites to the passersby. Now I’m in court and there’s this guy on the stand. He’s a slightly heavy-set white guy with dark hair parted on the left. When he’s done, he gets up and puts on this spectacular iced out tiara that’s nearly his own size. The thing is this enormous bejeweled monstrosity that’s so over the top in its awesomeness it’s dazzling. I look to whoever I’m watching this with and am like:
“Well, he wins the fit of the day award for sure.”
Then it’s like the entire judge’s desk infrastructure changes and he slips out in a regular brown suit with his brief case from this like secret door. The enormous bejeweled tiara thing was just an act apparently. A glorious act.
10/1/2024 –
My wife has made friends with these girls I knew in high school who we jokingly referred to as “the posse”. She apparently posted something on the social media and they reached out to her. When I catch up to them again, my wife is painting on canvas in this fancy white walled trailer and they’re all admiring her work. It looks like basic watercolor canvas stuff.
In the next sitch I’m waiting for the bus with someone who seems like Anthony Hopkins (I believe). We go to this like odd compartment room off the street where Jack Nicholson is waiting by himself. He’s annoyed by our presence and goes on this angry tirade to which we’re like:
“See? That’s what we’re looking for. That was amazing.”
This lightens the mood and we’re now joking as we wait for the bus but that’s about all I remember.
10/2/2024 –
“Safety net”
Is imprinted in my headspace along with the idea that I’m still in puberty. The only other thing I remember is a scene of a comedian on a classic wooden stage. Well below the stage is this empty black region where the word occult is illuminated in white against the black background. So much beneath the surface of what we see in our on the surface performances.
10/3/2024 –
A dream that I’m at my grandparent’s old place in the Columbia Gorge. My grandpa is there and I’m sitting around the table with him, my dad, and my uncles. My grandpa tells me he doesn’t want to be alone here and I volunteer to come spend time with him when my dad and uncles can’t. That’s about all I remember. My grandpa passed away 15 years or so now.
Later in a meditation session I’m told that you are the books you read, songs you listen to, films you watch, etc. That’s what makes up the code of your consciousness.
10/4/2024 –
I’m in the 5th or 6th floor of the ginormous Ohio State Library but it’s like a retail outlet of some kind rather than a library. Seems sort of like a Target or some shit and I’m surprised at how much infrastructure is up here given the foot traffic. Barely anyone ever makes it up to the higher floors. Later in a meditative state the words:
“Infinite Wisdom”
Pop into my mind. Seems like a simple vision but on the higher floors, above mainstream popularity, there is an infinite amount of cosmic wisdom regardless of the artistic medium. Is there a market for it given the foot traffic up that high? Sometimes, but it’s always there for those who look. More complicated a metaphor than I initially realized.
10/05/2024 –
One phrase pops into my mind while meditating.
“Do magick every day! Help create a sane god!!!”
Which is an inherently awesome slogan.
I feel connected to the 9/29 dream, but also I've been having a lot of dream messages of artificial passion gods and fear devils that are created carelessly by humans, so the idea of creating a "sane god" feels significant and important.