10/18/2023 -
I had been browsing through some old posts the other day and realized I hadn't received any updates on the crackling energy kid in a couple of months and as if responding to my thoughts, here we are. Normally he initiates this process and I somewhat confusedly stumble into it from below. Here I'm on the top of a high rise. The crackling energy process starts and I can see it looking like a large bubble of translucent energy hovering over the fifth floor courtyard of some downtown building.
Normally I'm at ground level when I start picking up on the vibes but this time I'm on roughly the 70th floor and it's shown to me how if I dive from this height, I can essentially keep using the structured energy to fly forever. I start falling and I can drift into the crackling patch of hovering power and use it to essentially lift myself back into the sky indefinitely if I want to. That's seemingly the whole point. Any time my power is waning I can recharge it by coasting into the energy patch.
This doesn't actually make a ton of sense if you're seeing it from the ground level, although I get the impression it has a slightly different purpose on that level as well. But the main point has to do with it's functionality with the higher realms. OK then.
When I get back under, now I'm having long dreams about being lost in some mysterious labyrinthine facility with Breanna Stewart (I watched the WNBA Finals before going to bed so this isn't super random). She basically just wants to practice balling so she leaves in my room. Eventually I catch up with her and Sue Bird and they show me all the cool almost hidden basketball courts in the super confusing seemingly all 1st floor compound I'm lost in. Very cool. At one point there's a sequence where I'm trying to shoot hoops and I can't make a shot for the life of me, which is very funny. There's a lead in to this where I'm telling them how long it's been since I've played and how terrible I am.
The primary other highlight is that for a while I'm completely lost in this maze like architecture and getting frustrated when this white mist entity appears and offers to:
"Take control of my life for a while."
If I'm being honest the thing seems sort of sinister in a way but I'm completely lost so I'm like, well, if it can navigate out of here, why not? I then put myself in a trance and try to let it possess my body but this process is interrupted by my dog getting up and re-calibrating its snuggle position, which jars my concentration. I do not know if this happened in waking life or in the dream or both simultaneously.
Not long after I do find myself in some sort of basement area of the compound that's got like a loading dock for incoming truck shipments. Looking at the desert-scape outside leads me to lucidity and with this I fly out of the structure and am prototypically astonished by the experience, even though I've done it thousands of times. While flying over the gorgeous vistas of dusty tan rocks I see a cave off to the corner of my vision with sparkling cosmic energy percolating out of it. I catch this thing and think to myself:
"Oooh, that looks cool but if I attempt to explore it, my lucidity is going to fade and I'll wake up."
I have no idea how I know this but I do intuitively. And yet? I decide to explore it anyway and of course, wake up shortly thereafter as everything starts fading to black.
10/29/2023 -
I'm giving a sermon to a group of like 15 people or so and it's apparently a participatory sermon. I'm basically fielding questions in front of a small church and all the people asking these questions are standing in front of the pews. My wife is next to me while I'm doing this and eventually she taps me on the shoulder to tell me I need to wrap this shit up, to which I'm like.
"Don't worry, I got it."
And a vision of a large black orb appears in my mind's eye. I'd say this doesn't make sense but I absolutely know what it means. These are the lower realms, they only exist in service of the higher ones. This was shown to me years back. Always a good way to tie things together.
Now I have a dream where both my wife and I are hanging out with an old friend. Since we last saw him, he's really gotten into skateboarding video games. Cool. Later I'm explaining to my wife the history of Tony Hawk's Pro Skater and how these type of games haven't been popular for a very long time. She seems very bored by this topic.
After waking up and getting back under I'm now hanging out with my brother at my mom's old place on Beacon Hill. A friend is showing up and we're going to see a weird movie, which I'm glad will alleviate the boredom I'm feeling. But then the friend shows and we're not even sure if we're going to be able to catch this film. Even if we do, it's going to be the later one hours down the road. I'm crawling out of my skin from the tedium so I head out.
Eventually I find myself in a large church reliving the exact circumstances of the initial dream. I'm at the front of the pews wearing the traditional white garments of the priesthood and I'm also an older overweight balding man. Anyway, I know what to do here because I just lived it. This is supposed to be some sort of participatory sermon and so I'm seeing if anyone has any questions or anything they want to talk about. The most excellent aspect of this experience is that I'm leaning into the megachurch preacher mannerisms hardcore and I'm loving it. I've talked about doing this before because it's such a ridiculous and over the top oration style and here it just feels fucking fun and I'm loving it.
I take a bunch of questions but I do not remember what any of them were, at all. The only thing I recall is that I eventually head all the way back to the kitchen area and field more questions there. I also remember that the longer I field questions, the more they start coming from good looking young white couples asking for relationship advice. Eventually I remember that I was supposed to wrap up with the black sun concept and I suppose I do but it's hard to decipher. I seemingly stick the landing on the sermon now back in front of the congregation and as I'm heading out of the door of the church this mid 50's looking thin black cameraman with dreadlocks pulls me aside to compliment me.
"Man, the fact that you don't even have your doctorate but you're just sort of acting like you do is fantastic. A real man of the people."
This is interesting in a couple of ways. In one way, it does seem like I'm working towards a unknown Invisible College degree on the astral plane. Should I be preaching before I achieve this? No clue. Also, as mentioned, I did seem to end up giving out relationship advice to young people, didn't I? This is what I've always loved about the priesthood in general. One of their roles in society is essentially that of an amateur psychologist with zero training whatsoever. People love that shit.
10/20/2023 -
Long dreams all night that are neither super boring or particularly eventful. I'm hanging out at my old neighbor's place and it's cool for a while but then a ton of people show up and it's like I didn't know the dude was planning a party. I'm fine with this but it's semi-awkward because I'm clearly the artiest weirdo here. All of it's pleasant and the only thing I truly remember is that at one point we're all going to watch a movie on VHS. I'm shocked.
"We're going to watch a VHS tape? Really?"
Yes. I then joke that if I was had to guess where I'd end up watching something on VHS, I'd guess with this particular neighbor from my childhood. Everyone laughs. Why? The guy's dad came across as super cheap when we were young but in actuality was saving craptons of money for his kid's college funds. Both ended up going to Ivy League schools and didn't go into a cent of debt to do so. And yet, the dude would often barely put on the heat in winter. They never had cable, had an ancient TV, and their place was sort of a dump a lot of the time. Typical eccentric rich people behavior, and that's the joke.
The theme of partying goes on for the rest of the night except that this time I'm with my family instead. The main thing I recall about this is that we're excited about these new fangled silver crystal diamond patterned futuristic looking race car models. There's this psychic board game we're playing and holy shit, they finally have this sparkling metallic jagged crystal race car. You navigate around the board in this circular pattern and we're super stoked these new pieces have arrived. It's like they give you a massive head start.
Of course we all understand that this is a metaphor for new bodies to incarnate into. Of course.
One other thing. At one point, in a ganj-i-tative state, I'm contemplating the prospect of using my psychic abilities to make money and I find myself in this visionary scenario. There's a wealthy woman in a restaurant handing me a yellow flag. As best as I can tell, she wants me to do a reading on her prospective new wife to determine if she legit loves her or if she's just after her money. I'm sure I could in fact accomplish this but yeesh.
Also, while you're here, do you like psychedelic industrial noise rock? Of course you do!
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