9/21/2024 –
The word “Junkie” pops into my headspace and afterward.
“Time is like code that you’re lost in.”
And that I’m:
“Sent from the heavens!”
Am I somehow addicted to this low-level time programming level of reality and it’s an addiction I have to break as a stoner bodhisattva. Is that what my life is all about? All great questions to be pondered ad infinitum.
9/22/2024 –
In a meditative state:
“Mind painting in the lower dimensions”
Followed by:
“With the power of god.”
And
“Creating a terrestrial beacon.”
9/23/2024 –
A vision of a woman in a spectacular multicolored psychedelic dress floating face down in the sky. I get the vibe that this is my higher self and I’m later told that there’s a fence around her. I weirdly know what this means. Later in a meditative state, too many visions to comprehend but what I remember is me having my own store of some kind which seems like a small storefront with huge windows, except that in front of the store, the parking spaces are these mud puddles.
Now a vision of a woman sitting with several other people in a circle. She’s wearing a very particular kind of black and brown hat and we can all tell she’s a poser just from this hat. Why? Not explained.
Then a vision of two oblong blue planets right next to each other. One much smaller than the other but both very oblong and blue with what looks like white cloud atmosphere.
9/24/2024 –
In this dream I’m walking down the street where I encounter this man and woman. The man has jet black hair and is sitting on his stoop when the woman, who looks very goth/punk rock with shoulder length red hair start discussing how they should both get STD tests. They’re seemingly unaware of my presence but the obviousness that they’re discussing this right in front of a stranger occurs to all of us suddenly. We all exchange knowing glances and I sort of shrug smilingly as I walk the other way. That’s about all of the dream I remember but the rest involves some massive party/school situation.
While meditating, I’m shown this circular pattern with a decked out arty looking image of a sophisticated looking line drawn crab on the left top side. On the top right side is the same image of this sophisticated arty looking line drawn cosmic crab, except this one is illuminated with green and blue glowing light. It almost strikes me as two positions on a cosmic clock. One right before the hour and the other right after the hour. The one right after the hour is illuminated.
9/25/2024 –
While meditating I’m shown this numinous version of myself on the other side of death. Just this multi-splendored entity wearing a hooded outfit of many vibrant colors. The god version of me on the other side of death. For whatever reason, I find this slightly terrifying, which is pointed out to me specifically. I can feel the thing and it’s just so detached from human reality that it’s startling, even though I know it’s me. I get the impression I’m supposed to contemplate why this is exactly. It’s just attachment to this realm and the knowledge of the full detachment that the other version of me presents I suppose. It’s a feeling.
Later I have the classic dream where I’m hanging out in my old basement apartment. The new tenants show up and I decide to invite them all to the “new place” scenario. They invite their friends and eventually we have a low-key party at the “new place”, which has seemingly limitless corridors and living spaces. Eventually I decide they have to leave and they slowly head out into the daylight. This doesn’t seem that interesting but it’s certainly a new take on this dream variant.
9/26/2024 –
I am told that:
“Answers come in dreams”
And that I:
“Exist in both worlds”
Later a vision of an older man. Young kids love to take LSD, so he has built a boat to help them party on top of the waters of madness in a safe manner. Not long after I’m shown a plate of penguin cookies. Penguins do what? Live both above and below the water.
9/27/2024 –
I’m reminded that I’m a defender or guardian entity. Then this dream. I’m hanging out with all these people at the beach at one of those covered public park picnic area type places. I look around and the whole scene is exquisite. The sun’s hitting us perfectly over the water and is seemingly cresting into a glorious sunset that’s still a few hours away.
I look around and even though there are quite a few other people with me, I’m bored. I want to be talking about weirdo spiritual stuff and I obviously can’t do that in this context. So even though I’m with a group of people, it’s all superficial small talk essentially. In a group but also all alone. It’s something I haven’t really felt since college but amazingly profound. That desperate longing to talk about something real without having anyone to talk to it about.
At a certain point, the main guy I’m hanging with comes up to me and badly sings this song:
“I got a feeling in my heart, I can’t defend my soul.”
Which sounds as retro yacht rock as possible. I get the vibe we just watched a movie that featured the track and it’s an unidentified 80’s hit I probably just created on the astral plane. I sort of nod at the dude:
“Nope. We’re never going to get that out of our heads now, are we?”
Fascinating lyrics and yeah, sleeping with the wrong people can have dire effects on one’s soul and we’re almost wired to make terrible decisions on that front. These are the skills a true sorcerer needs to finally achieve nirvana as it were.
9/28/2024 –
Just a reminder that the path to godhood is a difficult one and that I am on the correct path. Other than that, an image of a red-haired smiling girl in what appears like a black and white yearbook. Then an image of this woman as a telepathic cyclops with longer brown hair. Year book girl to magickal cyclops. Ok then.
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