RELIGIOUS IMAGES FOR OUR NEW RELIGION
These I have put for my assistant to insert into
‘The New Religion’ book.
They are here for his convenience but of course
you may enjoy them.
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NIGHT VISITOR & GRACES
NIGHT VISITOR & GRACES
2-2-20-PEEPING TOM & ICY SLUDGE 4’ THICK-Refers to male seeking my secrets & forthcoming grace
It’s the middle of the night, dark. My daughter & I decided to lie down & rest together on my front porch, not sure why – maybe we just wanted to enjoy the fresh air, the beauty of the night. (Our view is lovely, across the road is a sloping hill with large trees, a creek running through the middle.) As I said, it’s night but not pitch dark, sort of in between moon, dim, but we can see.
(THIS BEING ABLE TO SEE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT HINTS AT PSYCHIC OR SPIRITUAL VISION. THE NIGHT IS A TIME OF DARKNESS / MYSTERY, BUT IF YOU CAN SEE WITHIN IT THEN YOUR VISION / UNDERSTANDING IS STRONG.
‘DAUGHTER & I’ IS FLESH & I. I AM 99% OF THE TIME THE DREAMER, IT’S THE GOD-ME. MY DAUGHTER IN MOST OF MY DREAMS IS THE LOWER SELF. LATELY I’VE SEE HER CLOSE TO ME A LOT BECAUSE WE’VE BEEN WORKING ON THE UNION WITH ME OR THE ‘NONDUALITY.’)
Then to our surprise a truck stops across the road right in front of our house, an old truck & the back of it (with no railing or gate, open) is loaded with what looks like Cole slaw & maybe other veggies, – there’s a light glowing around the veggies.
(STUMPED. WHAT WOULD VEGGIES REPRESENT, ESPECIALLY COLE SLAW, MOTHER GOD?
SHE: A TRUCKLOAD OF HEALTH FOODS—THEY ARE RAW. YOU ESPECIALLY LIKE COLE SLAW & KNOW IT’S HEALTHY, MOM ALWAYS SAYS THE CLICHÉ ‘EAT YOUR VEGGIES.’
BUT WHAT DOES IT MEAN IN THE CONTEXT OF THIS DREAM?
WHAT A MAN CARRIES – HIS LOAD, IS GOOD OR BAD. THIS MAN CARRIES GOOD. THE LIGHT AROUND THE VEGGIES CONFIRMS IT’S GOOD. THIS IS PROBABLY SPIRITUAL IDEAS, THOUGHTS, FEELINGS THIS MAN CARRIES.)
The man gets out of the struck, comes up to our porch where it looks like he doesn’t see us lying there. We don’t know who he is, why he’s here, we don’t feel totally safe. He’s a man we don’t know, what if he attacks us?
(THIS MAN IS EXTREMELY CURIOUS ABOUT YOU. IT MIGHT BE THE NONDUALITY TEACHER YOU CONTACTED WHO DISMISSED YOU, BUT NEVERTHELESS, HE’S THINKING ABOUT YOU & HE WANTS TO KNOW YOUR SECRETS.
LOWER SELF TOGETHER ENJOYING THE NIGHT IT REPRESENTS MY NONDUALITY OR UNION WITH GOD—WHICH HE DOES NOT TAKE NOTE OF.
LOOKING IN SOMEONE’S KEYHOLE WOULD BE SPYING ON THEM, WANTING TO KNOW SOMETHING THEY DON’T KNOW, TRYING TO FIND OUT.)
But all he does is bend down & look at the keyhole of our front door – perhaps both doors. I see the keyhole/lock in my mind’s eye – it’s golden, is it the old-fashioned kind, you know, when you had those huge old-time keys? (this is vague, however, I might not take it too seriously.)
He then notices us, turns to us & says,
(IT SAYS AT FIRST HE DID NOT SEE US LYING ON THE PORCH. SINCE IT IS MY GOD-SELF & FLESH, IT MEANS HE DOESN’T SEE—PERHAPS WHAT HE IS SEEKING—AM I REALLY IN GOD UNION OR NOT?
AFTER LOOKING AT THE KEYHOLE HE SEES US, WHICH MEANS HE BELIEVES I AM IN UNION.
HE COULD BE LOOKING WITH HIS PSYCHIC SENSE, MOST PROBABLY, AS LOOKING AT SOMEONE’S NAME IN GOOGLE WON’T PROVE ANYTHING ABOUT THAT.)
“My name’s JUDD.”
(NOW HE REVEALS WHO HE IS TO US. WE DID NOT ASK, BUT MY PSYCHIC SENSE IS ALSO AWAKE. THE NAME SOUNDS LIKE THE GUY WHO I WROTE.)
His name being Judd, the way he sounds, he seems like a hillbilly. That’s all he says, leaves, heads for the truck & takes off. As my parting word to him, greatly relieved that he’s leaving, I say,
(THE RELIEF IS GETTING RID OF HIM FROM MY MIND, BECAUSE HE HURT ME. IT SHOWS UP IN MY DISCOMFORT OF HIS BEING HERE, THAT HE MIGHT ATTACK US – NOT FEELING SAFE. YES, HE DID MAKE ME SUFFER A DAY OR TWO BY THE CURT NOTE OF REJECTION HE SENT ME—NOW I’M RID OF THE PAIN & FEEL RELIEF.)
“Good luck with your veggies.”
(WISHING HIM GOOD LUCK, INDEED, BUT BEING GLAD I’M NOT GOING TO WORK WITH HIM. HIS VEGGIES AS I SAID BEFORE ARE HIS THOUGHTS, IDEAS & FEELINGS. IT’S HIS WORK, AS HE’S A TEACHER. SO I’M WISHING HIM LUCK WITH HIS TEACHING, BUT GLAD HE’S GOING.
WHY IS HE A HILLBILLY?
TO ME, THEY REPRESENT IGNORANCE. I GUESS I SEE HIM THAT WAY. NOT COMPLETELY IGNORANT, GRANTED, IGNORANT IN A CERTAIN WAY.)
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Dream 2: Trouble with my old Caddy
I decide to go out to my car – it’s the big old Caddy I used to have – a black DeVille.
It’s parked in the usual spot, I pull out but hug the driveway (it’s night btw) to back up back into the driveway. It seems I was thinking of going to town, but I feel drunk & not capable of driving.
(UNABLE TO GET TO WHERE I GO – MY MIND IS MESSED UP AS I ATTEMPT DEEP MEDITATION. DRUNK CAN MEAN ‘DISABLED,’ & THIS OLD CAR FELT LIKE A BOAT TO ME – I HATED DRIVING IT, DID NOT FEEL IN CONTROL. SMALL CARS SUIT ME FINE.)
The two windows to the left, I want to clean them, & so I allow each one to go down by the automatic & then back up. I’m very careful to make sure the windows go back up – as sometimes one forgets, rain & snow get in.
So they are up, but both windows have a darkish grey film over them & I can’t see so this is troubling. I want to back up back into my driveway, somehow I do, through really thick slush – the slush almost a foot thick. I go back all the way & back toward the front, get a really nice spot, amazed at how easily I controlled the car over this icy slush.
(OLD CAR THE WINDOWS PICK UP THIS DARK FOG TO MY LEFT I CAN’T SEE OUT OF.
THIS IS MY MEDITATION LAST NIGHT – I HAD TROUBLE RISING UP SPIRITUALLY. THAT MEANS ‘COULDN’T SEE.’
IT COULD BE THE TV WATCHING –IT THREW ME OFF MY PERFECT ROAD, MY LOWER EMOTIONS (PAIN) GOT ME ALSO (FROM A LETTER I GOT), IT TARNISHED MY VISION. SEEKING SOLACE, I WATCHED A LOT OF TV FOR ENTERTAINMENT & THAT CLUTTERED MY MIND. I HAD TO WORK HOURS TO GET PAST THE PAIN & THE CLUTTER.)
Then a lady comes out to help me. There’s a large plastic bin out here, it must be moved – it’s heavy. She takes one end, I the other, we move it. I don’t even know who she is but she came out of my house.
(USUALLY A KIND LADY WHO HELPS ME IN ANY WAY IS MY MOTHER GOD, THE ULTIMATE, UNIVERSAL POWER OVER ALL. THIS SAYS SHE’S WITH ME ‘FROM MY HOUSE.’)
I look behind me at the yard beyond the fence the PATH through it winding down to the creek. It seems to be lower than we’re standing & to my amazement it has slush that is four feet deep! The snow is melting & moving toward the bottom of the yard, but wow, this is a lot of water!
(THE SLUSH HERE IS A GOOD SIGN. WATER HERE IS THE GRACE OF GOD. BUT YOU MUST SEE IN THE CONTEXT OF THE DREAM IF THE WATER IS POSITIVE OR NEGATIVE, AS WATER CAN BE DESTRUCTIVE.
SNOW, ICE, SLUSH IS USUALLY FROZEN OR DELAYED GRACE. RIGHT NOW MY GRACE IS ALMOST ‘FROZEN UP’ TO SOME DEGREE SO I’M NOT QUITE ACCESSING IT. I’M GETTING BY IN SPITE OF THINGS, AS TO THE WAY I MANAGE THE CAR.
WHY IS WATER THE GRACE OF GOD? YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT IT, IT GIVES LIFE TO EVERYTHING ON EARTH, LIKE THE AIR YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT, LIKE THE SOIL. IT’S AN ABSOLUTE NECESSITY.
THE GRACE OF GOD MAKES LIFE EITHER PALATABLE & PROSPEROUS OR IN ITS ABSENCE LIFE IS EMPTY, WITHOUT MEANING, & DEVOLVES INTO HELL. LOTS OF WATER IS LOVE & HAPPINESS WITHIN ONE’S MIND/SOUL.)
THIS DREAM IS SHOWING THERE’S LOTS OF GRACE COMING TO ME, NOT HERE YET BUT WILL BE SOON. THE THING ABOUT GRACE IS WHY DOES IT DIMINISH OR INCREASE? THE GOD WITHIN DOESN’T CHANGE, BUT OUR ACCESS TO GOD, OUR ‘COMPREHENSION’ OF HER, DOES.
IT’S OUR PRAYERS, MANTRAS, CHARITY, THE WAY WE LIVE EACH DAY. HOW MUCH ATTENTION ARE WE PAYING TO GOD?
SINCE I AM NOW IN NONDUALITY I KNOW THAT THE GOD WITHIN ME IS WHO DOES EVERYTHING. IT SEEMS STRANGE FOR ME TO CALL ON THE GOD OUTSIDE, THE GOD OF FORM (IMAGE OR PHYSICAL FORM) – AS I KNOW THE ‘GOD OF FORM’ IS NOT USUALLY THE ONE THAT ANSWERS, EVEN IN THE OLD DAYS, IT WAS THE GOD WITHIN WHO ANSWERED MY PRAYERS, TAKING THE FORM OF GOD OUTSIDE—JESUS, MARY OR THE SAINTS.
I’M NOT SAYING THAT POWERS OF GOD OUTSIDE US DO NOT EXIST – THEY DO. BUT THE HISTORICAL JESUS DOES NOT USUALLY ANSWER ONE PERSONALLY. IT CAN HAPPEN BUT IT’S USUALLY THE GOD WITHIN TAKING THE FORM OF JESUS OR MARY OR THE SAINTS. AND YOU KNOW THIS WHEN YOU ARE IN ‘NONDUALITY’.)
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REVENGE IS WRONG
REVENGE IS WRONG
2-4-20-NO REVENGE-Hateful words & thoughts are wrong
Rasa interprets her dream. To see her first book on interpretation see ‘Theater of the Mind’ on Lulu & Amazon Books.
I was some place where we worked, lots of people around, lots of food. I vaguely recall eating, doing happy things, & then the day was over & it was time for me to go home.
(GO HOME IS ENTER BACK INTO MY HEART, MY SPIRITUAL CONSCIOUSNESS. ‘HOME IS WHERE THE HEART IS.’ IT MEANS WHEN I SETTLE DOWN AFTER THE DAY’S WORK & MEDITATE.)
Someone – not sure who – a lady I think, put two wonderful cakes on the table. They had the kind of icing on the outside that is like a ‘glaze’ or glassy, not fluffy, they are both mint green & I know the inside if great. The lady says to me,
“This is for you because you worked for free.”
(THIS LADY IS MOTHER GOD, THE ONE INSIDE ME OR THE ONE EVERYWHERE, THEY CONNECT. SHE’S REWARDING ME FOR MY WORK TO HELP SOULS. I DIDN’T EXPECT ANYTHING, BECAUSE THE HAPPINESS I GET IS ENOUGH, BUT SHE IS.)
I was delighted but did not pack up the cakes right away, they sat on the table. A woman who I sense belongs to the Mafia then came by & picked up one of the cakes to take to her family sitting in a large lower room. I stopped her & politely said,
(THIS PERSON BEING ‘IN THE MAFIA’ IS NOT A PERFECT SOUL. MAFIA IS DEMONS. BUT HE IS AN ADVAITA TEACHER, FUNNY HOW YOU CAN BE IMPERFECT YET YOU CAN REPRESENT THE HIGHEST TRUTHS……………..IT SHOWS THIS PERSON TAKING THIS GREAT GRACE OF MINE TO A LOWER ROOM TO HIS ‘FAMILY.’ THAT MEANS PEOPLE ON THE LOWER PLANE—APPARENTLY HIS FOLLOWERS OR STUDENTS…………………
{MY DREAM A FEW DAYS AGO WHERE I WAS IN B’KLYN WITH A GUY I CALLED ‘ITALO’ IS THIS SAME PERSON. I SENSED HE WAS NOT 100% OK BUT I FORGAVE HIM, ACCEPTED HIM, LIKED HIM. IN THAT DREAM PEOPLE WERE SAYING THIS GUY HAD DONE THINGS THAT WERE WRONG, BUT I DISMISSED IT. HE WAS A POLITICIAN & THEY ALWAYS GET RUMORS, I SAID, THESE ARE ‘SMALL THINGS.’}
I SURMISE THIS IS THE ADVAITA TEACHER WHO WAS SO CURT TO ME. I WROTE HIM A LETTER ASKING TO COLLABORATE—HE ANSWERED ‘NOT INTERESTED.’ IT WAS THE CURTNESS / COLDNESS THAT HURT. HE COULD HAVE SAID IT IN A NICE WAY BUT HE DIDN’T WANT TO. THIS DREAM EXPLAINS HE WAS JEALOUS / ANGRY.
WHY IS HE FEMALE? PROBABLY BECAUSE HE’S A FOREVER-DISCIPLE, BEEN SURRENDERING TO GOD ALL HIS LIFE, BUT NOT MADE THE GRADE COMPLETELY.
THIS EXPLAINS WHY HE WAS SO CURT TO ME: HE WAS JEALOUS OF THE FAVORS GOD HAD GRANTED ME. I SENT HIM LINKS TO MY BOOKS. ONE WAS THE BEATIFIC VISION. I MEAN HOW MANY PEOPLE SEE GOD FACE TO FACE?–ONE IN MILLIONS. THAT IS A REWARD GOD GAVE ME FOR ‘WORKING FOR FREE’ FOR THE KINGDOM.
I ALSO SENT HIM MY BOOK LINKS ON YOGA & CHRISTIANITY, THE ONE ON MYSELF & MY DEVOTEES & THE DIVINE STIGMATA.
AS HE ‘TAKES MY CAKE’ HE’S COVETING OR WISHING FOR MY REWARD –THE GRACE OF SEEING GOD FACE TO FACE.
BUT I SAY TO HIM,
“NO, THIS IS MY REWARD, YOU CANNOT HAVE IT.”
HIS ANGER IS THE LOWER SELF BEING JEALOUS.
THE FACT THAT HE’S TAKING THIS REWARD TO HIS FAMILY IN THE BIG ROOM BELOW – HE WANTS SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO PRESENT TO HIS FANS, FRIENDS, BELIEVERS. IT WOULD BE A GREAT FEATHER IN HIS CAP AS A TEACHER OF SPIRITUALITY.
THE WAY HE REACTS – SMASHING THE CAKE TO THE WALL – IS GREAT ANGER. HE WANTED TO HURT ME, & HE DID. I WAS IN PAIN FOR TWO DAYS BEFORE IT WORE OFF.
THIS DREAM IS A LESSON AGAINST REVENGE. SOMEONE, SOMETHING HURTS YOU—DO NOT TAKE REVENGE. DON’T GIVE TIT FOR TAT THIS SAYS, IT’S MORALLY WRONG. IT WILL DIMINISH YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD, IT WILL SHRINK DOWN YOUR BLISS, PLEASURE, IN THE COMPREHENSION OF GOD, IN YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS.)
“Sorry, but those are my cakes given me because I worked for free.”
(WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO ‘WORK FOR FREE?’ IT MEANS YOU DID / DO GOD’S WORK NOT FOR ANY ULTERIOR MOTIVE BUT FROM UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. YOU JUST WANT TO BE WITH GOD, PLEASE GOD – YOU DON’T DO IT FOR THE GIFTS GOD GIVES. {The proof of this is when people are willing to suffer ‘dark nights of the soul’ & martyrdom, which is the absence of bliss & joy, it’s pain & sorrow, but the soul is ready to accept this when it’s the Will of God.} THIS KIND OF LOVE MERITS THE HIGHEST REWARDS. BUT FEW GIVE THIS. MOST PEOPLE ARE LOOKING TO GOD LIKE SANTA CLAUS, THE GIVER OF GIFTS.)
She was standing with a wall to her right, & she was so angry she smashed the cake against the wall, but it didn’t break, just got a little broken, I caught it, retrieved it & took it back to my table.
(THIS JEALOUS PERSON WOULD HAVE ‘SMASHED’ OR DESTROYED MY RELATIONSHIP / BLISS / REWARDS WITH GOD IF SHE / HE COULD – BUT THEY COULD NOT, I GOT IT BACK, WITH JUST A LITTLE HURT TO MY FEELINGS.)
I was planning to pack my cakes up when out of the blue this heavy guy comes toward me to pick a fight. I decide to teach him a lesson.
I punch him really hard, he falls down. I grab him by the balls & pull them so hard they stretch a foot – he doesn’t stop. I do some more damage to him, then I let him go. But while I was fighting some unknown person took the second cake from the table & absconded. I can’t blame them as they didn’t know the cakes were mine.
(THIS MAN MUST BE THE MAN ON THE INTERNET WHO INSULTED ME. I INSULTED HIM BACK. HE WANTED TO HURT ME, I HURT HIM BACK. I DIDN’T CONCEIVE OF IT AS A SIN—HE STARTED IT, HE DESERVED IT.
BUT GOD IS TELLING ME SOMETHING DIFFERENT. WHILE I WAS FIGHTING, THE SECOND CAKE OR ANOTHER REWARD MOTHER GOD GAVE ME WAS STOLEN. I LOST SOME OF MY SPIRITUAL BLISS / HAPPINESS.
THIS MIGHT HAVE SHOWN AS I WAS MEDITATING AT THE END OF THE DAY, LESS SATISFACTION AS MY STATE WAS TARNISHED.)
I then quickly pack up the first cake with the slight damage, & I take that soft kind of bandage from a roll you roll over say a bad elbow, I roll it round & round until it’s cushioned, put it into my bag, sort of like a round purse, which is a suitcase of sorts.
(WHAT AM I BANDAGING? MY HURT FEELINGS OF COURSE. I AM PROTECTING MY GIFT OF GOD ALSO, DON’T WANT TO LOSE MY COMPOSURE, FALL INTO THE LOWER SELF IN PAIN.)
In the bag I have a few other things I put into a paper bag, not much, like maybe a bottle of champagne, other jars.
(WHAT IS THE PAPER BAD FILLED WITH CHAMPAGNE & OTHER JARS?
PAPER WOULD BE MY PRECIOUS BOOKS, ESPECIALLY THE ONE ON BEATIFIC VISION, MY GREATEST GRACE—CHAMPAGNE BEING A SIGN OF VICTORY. I DON’T WANT PEOPLE STEALING MY BLISS ANY MORE.)
I’m eager to get out of here as I don’t want any more trouble with what I have left. It seems people interfere as soon as you get ahead, I just want to get out.
(THIS DREAM HAS A MORAL: DON’T TAKE REVENGE. LOOK HOW THE REVENGE OF THE FIRST PERSON HURT YOU. {I had no idea this person was jealous & sent me the curt note out of hate & anger. I had researched him, watched many hours of his work, wrote him a respectful, detailed letter, & all I got was ‘not interested.’ Another friend said ‘ouch.’ But this dream explains why the curt note, which surprises me: jealousy! I guess, then, I should be flattered.}
WHERE AM I PACKING TO GO?—HOME, BACK TO MY HEART, BACK TO GOD. TAKE WHAT I HAVE OF MY BLISS & GET OUT OF DANGER—
IT SEEMS THAT AS SOON AS WE HAVE REPARTEE WITH PEOPLE, RECEIVING THEIR BLOWS, EXCHANGING OUR OWN HUMAN FEELINGS, THE TROUBLE STARTS. NO WONDER THE SAINTS ISOLATE THEMSELVES.)
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SPIRITUAL MARVELS
SPIRITUAL MARVELS
1-30-20-SEARCH 4 BOOK-Dream confirms I’m in the state of Advaita, I am one with my God Self.
IMP: TWO SOULS ASCEND!
IMP: FOUR SOULS ENTER NONDUALITY!
IMP: A YOUNG MONK OR PRIEST IS HELPED WITH HIS VOW OF CELIBACY.
I’m in a room, plain & simple, nothing in it – no bathroom, nothing.
(THIS IS THE PRISTINE GOD-SELF, UNCLUTTERED, EMPTY, PEACEFUL CONTENTED WITHOUT ANYTHING ATTACHED, THE MANTRA BEING ‘I’M NOT ATTACHED TO ANYTHING OR ANYONE’……I WAS RECITING THIS LAST NIGHT.
LATER IT WILL SAY THERE’S A PICTURE WINDOW BUT NOTHING ELSE, NO BATHROOM, NO FURNITURE, NO NOTHING. THIS IS A SERENE STATE OF CONSCIOUSNESS WHERE NOTHING INVADES ONE’S MIND. THE PICTURE WINDOW WOULD BE PROBABLY THE VISION OF GOD OR ‘SEEING AS GOD SEES’-SEEING LIFE FROM GOD’S EYES OR THE GOD-SELF’S POV.)
I hear a knock on the door. I think it’s my little daughter because she & I checked in here – it’s a hotel or motel.
I go to the door & say ‘Kellie?’ No answer. I say it again – no answer.
I open the door & she stands there, looking the size of a four year old yet there’s something about her that’s more mature.
(KELLIE IS MY FLESH. WHEN IT’S LITTLE LIKE THIS IT MEANS ‘I’M’ HUMBLE. HER KNOCKING ON THE DOOR IS SHE WANTS TO FIND UNION WITH ME (I AM GOD WITHIN)—SEEKING ENTRANCE TO THE GOD-SELF.
‘SHE’ DOES NOT ANSWER TO HER NAME BECAUSE ‘SHE’ HAS RENOUNCED HERSELF – THE LOWER SELF, THE EGO. IN OTHER WORDS, SHE ISN’T ‘THERE.’
IF SHE ISN’T ‘THERE’ & ENTERS INTO ‘MY ROOM’ OR IS WITH ME, MEANS SHE IS WITH THE GOD-SELF IN CONSCIOUSNESS, MEANS SHE IS IN THE STATE OF ADVAITA OR NONDUALITY – MY FLESH & I ARE TOGETHER, OR IN OTHER WORDS, I AM ONE WITH GOD. (That’s a relief as I wasn’t sure what consciousness I was in. This confirms it, whoopee.)
I hear a knock on the door. I think it’s my little daughter because she & I checked in here – it’s a hotel or motel.
I go to the door & say ‘Kellie?’ No answer. I say it again – no answer.
I open the door & she stands there, looking the size of a four year old yet there’s something about her that’s more mature.
(KELLIE IS MY FLESH. WHEN IT’S LITTLE LIKE THIS IT MEANS ‘I’M’ HUMBLE. HER KNOCKING ON THE DOOR IS SHE WANTS TO FIND UNION WITH ME (I AM GOD WITHIN)—SEEKING ENTRANCE TO THE GOD-SELF.
‘SHE’ DOES NOT ANSWER TO HER NAME BECAUSE ‘SHE’ HAS RENOUNCED HERSELF – THE LOWER SELF, THE EGO. IN OTHER WORDS, SHE ISN’T ‘THERE.’
IF SHE ISN’T ‘THERE’ & ENTERS INTO ‘MY ROOM’ OR IS WITH ME, MEANS SHE IS WITH THE GOD-SELF IN CONSCIOUSNESS, MEANS SHE IS IN THE STATE OF ADVAITA OR NONDUALITY – MY FLESH & I ARE TOGETHER, OR IN OTHER WORDS, I AM ONE WITH GOD. (That’s a relief as I wasn’t sure what consciousness I was in. This confirms it, whoopee.)
THEY ARE BLACK IN A MORE UNUSUAL MEANING OF THE SYMBOL – THAT OF MYSTERY. I HAVE DREAMS, THEY ARE A MYSTERY, MY WORK IS INTERPRETING THEM. MY GOD SELF IS SAYING LOOK HOW LITTLE IT TAKES TO MAKE YOU HAPPY – JUST INTERPRETING DREAMS.
PULLING THIS ‘OUT OF THE CLOSET’ ARE WHAT’S IN A CLOSET IS SOMETIMES SECRET. RASA/FLESH IS TAKING THESE DREAMS OUT OF THE CLOSET – THEY WERE ENCASED IN SECRECY – & EXPLAINING, BRINGING THEIR MEANING INTO THE OPEN.)
I’m walking around here doing things, wondering where the bathroom is – is it down the hall?—when magically the door opens & on the other side of the hall are two men in white v-necked t-shirts (simple clothing) with perhaps grey or beige khaki pants– & I know THEY ARE THE OWNERS so they have the keys to all the doors here & can open them any time they want – they’re standing slightly left, one might be partially bald or receding hairline–& they are standing tentatively, kind of one behind the other, not wanting to bother or intrude, but they were concerned & they ask,
“ARE YOU OK?”
(WHO ARE THESE OWNERS? THEIR CLOTHING – WHITE TOPS – IS THEIR PURITY OF HEART – (THE T-SHIRTS GO OVER THE HEART) – “THE PURE IN HEART SHALL SEE GOD.”
THIS STATEMENT I JUST SAID HINTS THESE TWO MEN ARE SEEING GOD. THEY COULD BE IN HEAVEN OR ON EARTH, BUT THEY ARE SEEING GOD – THEY ARE SAINTS. THE V-NECK FOR SURE IS VICTORY – THEY ARE VICTORIOUS IN THEIR SPIRITS, WHICH COULD MEAN ON EARTH OR IN HEAVEN.
THE TWO MEN, THE BIG HINT IS ONE IS STANDING IN FRONT OF THE OTHER. THE ONE IN FRONT IS A TEACHER, BEHIND HIM IS RAMANA MAHARSHI, WHOSE GOSPEL HE REPRESENTS.
BUT THIS TEACHER, WHOM I CONTACT, LOOKS WORRIED. HIS RECEEDING HAIRLINE, GREY HAIR SHOWS ANXIETY. HE’S AFRAID. I CONTACTED ABOUT WORKING TOGETHER & HE SAID NO. THIS PREDICTS IT.
THIS SAYS THEY CAN GAIN ACCESS TO MY STATE {ROOM} ANY TIME THEY WANT BECAUSE THEY ARE OWNERS & HAVE THE KEYS. THIS MEANS THEY ARE BOTH IN NONDUALITY, AS THEY ‘OWN’ THIS BUILDING {STATE} & HAVE “THE KEYS” {TO THE STATE}.
HOW DOES THIS THEN ASSURE ME THEY ARE IN NONDUALITY? BECAUSE OF THINGS RAMANA MAHARSHI SAID. HE SAID ‘IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE.’ HE SAID IF YOU ARE A JNANI {ASCENDED SOUL}, YOU KNOW ANOTHER JNANI, ONLY THOSE WHO ARE THERE KNOW WHEN ANOTHER IS THERE, THEY KNOW THE STATE, THEY RECOGNIZE IT, THEY HAVE ACCESS TO IT…….
Xxxx ALSO MENTIONED THAT YOU CANNOT ESTIMATE, JUDGE OR MEASURE A PERSON BY OUTSIDE APPEARANCE, THOSE WHO SEEM GOOD, KIND & HOLY SOMETIMES DON’T HAVE ‘IT’ (THE STATE OF ADVAITA OR BEING ‘ONE’ WITH GOD) BUT OTHERS WHO SEEM LIKE STRANGE EGGS INDEED ARE IN THE STATE.
OK, SO HERE IN THIS DREAM THESE GUYS ‘HAVE IT,’–THEY OWN THE STATE {PREMISES} – THEY HAVE THE KEYS {ABILITY TO OPEN THE DOOR, THE LOCK, GET INTO THE STATE, SEE SOMEONE IN THE STATE.} THEY CAN OPEN *ANY DOOR* IN THE BUILDING BECAUSE THEY OWN THE BUILDING MEANS THEY CAN SEE INTO THE SOUL OF ANY PERSON IN THIS STATE BECAUSE THEY HAVE THE STATE.
What they mean is are we OK in the room – do we have what we want & need? And I say YES. (Again, there is so little here, almost nothing, but me just being here, looking out the front picture window, having nothing, but daughter & I are both fine….they were concerned.)
(THIS ANSWERS THE QUESTION OF WHAT DO I-WE NEED? ONLY GOD & HER WILL, DOING HER WORK, DOING WHAT SHE WANTS. THAT IS NONDUALITY – ONE WITH THE WILL OF GOD.)
Now two new people are in the room. One’s a female & she has no pants on, is lying around & I can see her vagina prominently.
Then a handsome young male appears in the room in the same way – no pants (I was thinking could I snag him for a date later on?). He seems to have a book in his hands & as he lies around I also see a vagina prominently on him, not a penis! I’m wondering about that, as you can imagine.
(MY INNER VOICE TELLS ME THESE ARE SOULS IN PURGATORY, READY TO ASCEND, ONE MALE, ONE FEMALE, BOTH ARE PARTIALLY NAKED WITH VAGINAS. THE NAKEDNESS COULD BE ‘NAKED’ OR ‘OPEN’ ‘BEFORE THE LORD. THE VAGINAS REPRESENT PASSIVENESS, WHICH WE ALL ARE TO THE POWER OF GOD – GOD LIFTS US UP TO PERFECTION, WE CANNOT DO IT OF THE FLESH. WHEN WE’RE CLEANSED OF ALL NEGATIVES, WE RISE UP. OUR JOB IS GETTING CLEANSED OF SINS, THEN FAULTS, THEN ATTACHMENTS. WHEN WE ARE DONE THE POWER OF GOD PULLS US INTO GLORY.
THE YOUNG MALE BEING ‘HANDSOME’ SYMBOLIZES THE BEAUTY THAT HAPPENS AFTER WE’RE CLEANSED & ASSIMILATED TO GOD, OR OUR GOD NATURE IS REVEALED.
I AM NOT CERTAIN WHO THESE SOULS ARE–I MADE A GOOD GUESS. SOMETIMES ONE WILL NOT FIGURE WHAT SYMBOLS MEAN BUT DAYS, WEEKS LATER.)
Then a knock on the door, I answer. In walk two males, two females, all young & attractive. The females are wearing light green bikinis, they say,
“WE WANT TO TAKE PICTURES.”
The two females seem similar, like they both have sort of ‘textured’ not combed smooth, slightly ‘stringy’ but not ugly hair to their shoulders, the color kind of charcoal grey. They remind me of the images of Brigitte Bardot in bikinis when she was real young. The men also look similar. They just stride in, all four like in a row, faces forward, no smiles, not looking at me, just matter of fact. By their clothing I am wondering is it summer or winter? I thought it was winter.
Then I look down at my outfit. Am I wearing a white, clinging see-through top & brown knitted clinging pants? My outfit somehow seems so CONSERVATIVE compared to the two females in the bikinis & this WORRIES me because will anyone be attracted to me this way?
(THIS SAYS ‘AM I GOOD ENOUGH-BEAUTIFUL OR APPEALING’ COMPARED WITH THESE GREAT-LOOKING SOULS THAT JUST CAME IN, THEY HAVE ALSO BEEN CLEANSED IT SEEMS, THEIR BEAUTY SAYS SO. {The comparison to Brigitte Bardot says so, she was one of the most beautiful women on earth.}
THE CHARCOAL HAIR IS ‘BURNT UP’ THOUGHTS – THEY HAVE GIVEN UP EARTHLY THOUGHTS, THEY HAVE ENTERED THE GOD SELF! THESE MUST BE PEOPLE ON EARTH. I ONLY STARTED YESTERDAY PRAYING FOR PEOPLE TO ENTER NONDUALITY! I CAN’T BELIEVE MY PRAYERS WORKED SO FAST, THEY ONLY TOOK A COUPLE MINUTES! BUT Xxx SAYS WHEN HE WAS IN THE PRESENCE OF THE GURUS HE MET – – HE HAD BEEN WORKING FOR YEARS ON MEDITATION & THOUGHT HE WAS WAY AHEAD. BUT ONE LOOK FROM THE GURU LEAPED HIM FORWARD INSTANTLY.
THIS IS SAYING MY LITTLE PRAYER BROUGHT THESE SOULS ‘INTO MY STATE’ OR ROOM – THE STATE OF NONDUALITY, I AM THEIR GURU WHO JUST LOOKED AT THEM.
*{ENTERING NONDUALITY & ASCENDING INTO HEAVEN FROM PURGATORY ARE COMPARABLE STATES. YOU BECOME ONE WITH GOD ON EARTH OR ON THE OTHER SIDE, WHILE IN THE BODY OR HAVING LEFT THE BODY.}*
NOTICE THEY ARE NOT LOOKING AT ME, BUT I’M LOOKING AT THEM! THEY DON’T KNOW WHO I AM, BUT I’M PRAYING FOR THEM!
THE FACT THAT THEY ‘WANT TO TAKE PICTURES’ INDICATES THEY FEEL LIKE MODELS – THEY FEEL GOOD ABOUT THEMSELVES, THAT THEY ARE GOOD ENOUGH. THIS IS SPIRITUAL BEAUTY.
AGAIN, THESE FIGURES ARE MYSTERIOUS. I’M MAKING EDUCATED GUESSES; I’M NOT TOTALLY SURE WHO THEY ARE.)
There is this underlying thought when I see these handsome males I think of snagging them for sex. Can I? I ask hesitantly.
(I THINK THE SEX I TALK ABOUT IN THIS DREAM IS NOT PHYSICAL SEX, IT’S SPIRITUAL UNION. MANY YEARS AGO I HAD HUNDREDS OF DREAMS OF BEING A PROSTITUTE. I WOULD PICK UP MEN, TAKE THEM TO A ROOM SOMEWHERE & MAKE LOVE. THESE WERE ECSTATIC UNIONS, THEY WERE OF GOD. THEY WERE SOULS IN PURGATORY I UNITED WITH MYSELF & THEY ASCENDED INTO HEAVEN.
NOTICE IN THIS DREAM, THE PLAIN ROOM IS MY GOD STATE, MY LITTLE DAUGHTER ENTERS IT. THEN TWO OTHER PEOPLE APPEAR, THEY HAVE ENTERED MY STATE. THEN FOUR PEOPLE APPEAR, THEY HAVE ENTERED MY STATE {ROOM}. THIS IS THE JNANI-GURU, WHO WITH ONE LOOK INCREASES THE SPIRITUALITY OF THE CLIENT.
AND RAMANA MAHARSHI DESCRIBED THAT A JNANI DOES NOT HAVE TO PRAY. YOU GO TO HIM WITH A PROBLEM & IT IS SOLVED. HE DOESN’T DO ANYTHING IN PARTICULAR – DOESN’T HAVE TO. {NOT SAYING YOU CAN’T, JUST SAYING IT HAPPENS INSTANTLY IN MANY CASES.}
THIS HAS HAPPENED TO ME NUMEROUS TIMES & I EXPLAINED IT AS ‘THE ANOINTING GOES TO THE PERSON INSTANTLY EVEN IF I DO NOTHING – NO PRAYER, NOTHING – & SUDDENLY, THEY TELL ME THEIR PROBLEM WAS SOLVED, BE IT THEY HAD CANCER, A TROUBLESOME MAN ANNOYING THEM, A GRANDCHILD WITH A STATE NEEDING SURGERY—ETC.
HERE IS THE TRICKY PART: HOW DO I KNOW WHICH SOULS ARE LIVING & WHICH ONES ARE IN PURGATORY? THE FIRST SET, A MALE & FEMALE, BOTH WITH VAGINAS, SOUNDS LIKE SO MANY SOULS I’VE SEEN GO TO HEAVEN AS FEMALE. THE FACT THAT THEY ARE ‘LYING DOWN’ ON THE FLOOR MIGHT HINT THAT THEY ARE ‘DOWN’—‘LYING IN THEIR COFFIN’ OR THEIR BODIES ARE ‘AT REST’ {REST IN PEACE.} BUT IT’S NOT A CERTAINTY.
THEY MIGHT ALL BE SOULS IN PURGATORY, BUT YESTERDAY WAS THE FIRST TIME, DURING MY MASS, THAT I ASKED FOR LIVING SOULS TO ENTER INTO NONDUALITY. I HAD NEVER MADE THAT PRAYER BEFORE. AND THE SECOND SET FEELS THAT WAY, LIKE MY DISCERNMENT SAYS ‘THIS SOUNDS LIKE LIVING PEOPLE.’ BUT I AM NOT 100% SURE, MAYBE 75% SURE.
THESE FOUR SOULS ARE WALKING IN, SO COMPARED TO THE ONES ‘LYING DOWN’ IT MIGHT SAY ‘THEY ARE ‘WALKING THE EARTH’.)
===== PART TWO OF THE DREAM: GOING OUT OF THE ROOM – APPEARING AT A USED BOOK STORE
Then my daughter & I want to go out & have fun. I was thinking of going ‘downtown’ to bars, vaguely. But on the way there’s a USED BOOK STORE – I strongly want to get a book there, but the thought daunts me WHAT IF IT’S CLOSED? That would GREATLY disappoint me.
The store is on a corner, I climb up a set of stairs. The building I vaguely think is brick. The store looks closed, but I try the door knob anyway, the joy be mine, it opens. I feel it was open JUST FOR ME possibly BY MAGIC.
(THIS STORE OPENING BY MAGIC IS THE COMPUTER. THE STORE NEVER CLOSES, I CAN MAGICALLY OPEN MY STOREFRONT @ LULU, AMAZON OR OTHER PLACES, I CAN ACCESS MY WEBSITES, BLOGS & ETC. ALWAYS OPEN!)
When I go in with my daughter, it’s kind of dim. Yes, it’s closed, but I was allowed by Divine Providence, to go in. It’s a modest place, very plain, nothing fancy. Ordinary carpets, remind me of the first apt I lived in in Santa Monica – the beginning of my adult life.
(THIS IS MY BOOKS & WRITINGS. WHAT WAS I WORRIED ABOUT IT BEING CLOSED? THIS COULD BE THAT FEAR I HAVE THAT WHEN I DIE, NO ONE WILL CONTINUE SELLING MY BOOKS. IT’S NOT THE MONEY; IT’S THE MISSION I CARE ABOUT.)
There are low shelves here & there – they don’t even have a lot of books, only about two or three hundred I’d say. I was looking for a certain book, when I got it I would leave a note saying I had it – was not trying to steal it. Now I get the feeling of a LIBRARY—borrowing their book, letting them know I did with a note.
(I AM LOOKING FOR A BOOK PROBABLY MEANS I AM RESEARCHING A CERTAIN SUBJECT, WANT KNOWLEDGE ON IT.)
While I’m there something amazing happens. People see me in the store I guess through the windows. The first bunch is not too swift. Some of them are mixed-race women that give me the feeling of being too much in the flesh, not socialized also, one woman wears a cone on her face – light green cardboard that is folded around her chin, about a foot long, her skin is mulatto with freckles, & somehow she & her group I fear might be making a mess in the room.
I’m concerned about the owners – I opened the door & so people came – my influence – if it’s bringing in people that will make a mess that would be on my conscience.
(I’M CONCERNED ABOUT ANYTHING LOW-MINDED MAKING A MESS. THIS WOULD MESS UP THEIR MINDS OR CONSCIOUSNESS. WE WANT TO KEEP A HIGH LEVEL HERE. I WANT TO HELP, NOT HURT PEOPLE. WE DON’T WANT THEM TO STAY IN THEIR LOWER NATURE BUT TO LIFT THEM UP.)
Other people come in as well, & then, because the place has become lively, the two female owners come in.
One of them looks like Patti, who has been reading my book on the Beatific Vision. Her hair is honey blonde, glasses, middle aged, conservative. Both the owners are that age, conservative women,
(THE TWO WOMEN OWNERS ARE MYSELF UNDER TWO NAMES, ONE, RASA VON WERDER, THE OTHER, KELLIE EVERTS. HERE I’M SPEAKING TO RASA, SEEN AS PATTI, WHO IS READING THE BOOK UNDER THE NAME RASA. I DON’T SEE THE OTHER OWNER, KELLIE, BECAUSE WE ARE TALKING ABOUT SPIRITUAL BOOKS, THE KELLIE BOOKS ARE LESS ON SPIRITUALITY.)
& later, when I ask a question about bringing in my books – boxes & boxes of them from my collection, that I’m not reading (they can sell them, I did not ask for any of the money) – the one I’ll call Patti says she doesn’t know if the ‘BIG LADY’ will approve. (This is a lady who actually owns the store, somehow is the Chief, they are renting from her, but she’s the Boss. I know these two women are poor. I’m trying to help.)
(THE BIG LADY FOR SURE IS MOTHER GOD WHO IS MY BOSS OVER EVERYTHING.
THESE BOOKS ARE ‘USED’ MEANS THEY ARE USEFUL – THEY ARE NOT JUST SITTING ON SHELVES DOING NOTHING, THEY ARE HELPING PEOPLE.
I’M NOW REFERRING TO ‘BOXES & BOXES’ OF BOOKS THAT I AM ‘NOT USING-DON’T NEED’ – THEY ARE NOT VALUABLE TO ME, SO I AM GOING TO BRING THEM HERE, GET RID OF THEM, MAKE MORE SPACE IN MY HOUSE, & THEY CAN MAKE SOME MONEY.
BUT PATTI’S ATTITUDE IS THAT MOTHER GOD DOES NOT WANT MY PRISTINE COLLECTION OF WORK TO BE CONTAMINATED BY SECULAR NON-SPIRITUAL MATERIAL.
THE ISSUE OF SELLING THEM FOR MONEY WOULD NOT EXCUSE THE PRESENCE OF SUCH BOOKS HERE. PATTI OR THE HIGHEST LEVEL, TURNS HER BACK ON ME WHEN I SUGGEST THIS. SHE SAYS NO. MOTHER GOD WOULDN’T LIKE IT. IT HAS TO BE LIKE THAT IMAGE OF THE ANGEL – PURE GOLD, PURE LOVE, NOTHING LESS THAN THAT.
I argue with her, like why not? But she goes onto the porch just outside – it has no railing – & stands there with her back to me, like the subject is finished – I’m still talking but don’t think she’s listening.
(THE BALCONY WITH NO RAILING IS A ‘PLATFORM.’ REMEMBER, SHE IS SAYING, WE HAVE A PLATFORM, A POSITION, A POINT OF VIEW, WHICH MUST BE HONORED.)
This reminds me (her standing there) of the image I put recently where way top (at least 10 floors up) on some kind of building is a beautiful angel sitting on the ledge looking out over a city. The angel & everything around it is panted gold, gold everywhere, it’s a beautiful glowing look, & the view down to the city is amazing—it’s night & the whole city is lit up with golden lights.
She then asks me what kind of book am I looking for? I tell her HINDU ADVAITA.
She bends down by a small shelf – most of their shelves go no higher than the waist – I look all around the room, this one is like a bureau which is no more than two, three feet off the floor. She looks through this but cannot find a book on the subject. The fact that I knew my subject specifically, what it was, what I wanted, was good, but I don’t see her finding such a book.
(THIS MIGHT BE SAYING I HAVE YET TO WRITE A BOOK ON HINDU ADVAITA, EXPLAINING IT. THEIR VERSION IS SO CONFUSING, HARDLY ANY WESTERNER CAN UNDERSTAND IT. I’VE COMPLAINED ABOUT THE TRANSLATIONS. I WAS THINKING OF WORKING OUT THE HINDU ADVAITA INTO LANGUAGE WE OF THE WEST CAN RELATE TO. I BELIEVE MOST OF THE PEOPLE WHO TRANSLATED THESE WORDS DID NOT GET THEM RIGHT BECAUSE THEY DID NOT UNDERSTAND CHRISTIAN MYSTICISM, ITS TERMS, BUT I DO, & SO, I MIGHT HELP WITH THAT. IN OTHER WORDS, YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND CHRISTIAN MYSTICISM TO SHOW WHERE THE PARALLELS ARE WITH THAT & THE EASTERN TERMS.)
Then I’m looking for a bathroom, walking around the floor of this building. I thought I saw one with a naked guy standing in it, a student of the local University I felt, & I quickly left. But then I go back, it’s a couple rooms back, because I really wanted to see him. Then I take a better look at him instead of being shy & walking away.
He’s stark naked, nice thin body like most of the boy students have. He walks toward me smiling & as he does so, I look where his penis would be & all I see is a fuzzy grey spot like a small, translucent wad of wool or a little medium grey cloud, about 3” in diameter. Don’t see any penis. This surprised me.
(WHO IS THIS LAST, MYSTERIOUS NAKED SOUL WITH ONLY A SMALL CLOUD WHERE THE PENIS WOULD BE? I SUSPECT IT’S A YOUNG MALE, MAYBE A MONK OR CANDIDATE FOR PRIEST, JUST STARTING OUT, WHO’S TAKEN A PROMISE OF CELIBACY.
THIS BATHROOM IS AN EXTENSION OF THE ‘STORE’ WHICH REPRESENTS MY WORK. THIS COULD BE SAYING THAT SUCH A YOUNG MAN, INSPIRED BY MY CELIBACY, WANTS TO DO THE SAME. HIS NAKEDNESS IS HIS HONESTY, VULNERABILITY BEFORE GOD, A GOOD SOUL.
THERE’S BEEN GREAT TIDINGS IN THIS DREAM. AND I THOUGHT IT WAS ORDINARY & WASN’T EVEN GOING TO TYPE IT OUT! WOW!
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HINDU ADVAITA VS CHRISTIANITY
Dream Talks About Hindu Nonduality (Advaita) vs ChristianNonduality
1-26-20-BIG CONFLICT IN SCHOOL-TWO SCHOOLS OF THOUGHT
There was this school I was part of – a huge one. But there’s been a RIFT – a conflict. I see one large part of the school on the side I’m on, another side is lining up in front of us, in rows of two, across us next to a tall maybe grey brick building.
(THESE ARE ‘TWO SCHOOLS OF THOUGHT’ I WAS PONDERING YESTERDAY – THE SCHOOL OF YOGA NONDUALITY & THE SCHOOL OF CHRISTIANITY.)
Someone must represent our side, but everyone is AFRAID because there will be fighting. But a lady I know who is more of a part of the school than I am {I’m just a fringe member} – a teacher perhaps, comes forward & stands there, as NO ONE ELSE IS COMING FORWARD FOR FEAR.
(I WAS WONDERING WHY NO ONE HAS CHALLENGED OR EXPLAINED THE WAY WESTERNERS ARE TRANSLATING THE TEACHERS OF NONDUALITY. I FEEL THEIR TRANSLATIONS ARE FLAWED & THIS IS CONFUSING PEOPLE & LEADING THEM ASTRAY & LOSING THEM. WHY HAS NO ONE COME FORWARD & GIVEN BETTER EXPLANATIONS OF HOW THESE YOGIC STATES, VIRTUES, CONSCIOUSNESS, CAN BE COMPARED TO CHRISTIAN ONES? THEY ARE REALLY THE SAME, EXPLAINED IN DIFFERENT WORDS—BUT NO ONE EXPLAINING.)
This lady reminds me of Rev. Verbal Talent who was my first living guru.
(WHO IS THIS WOMAN MOMGOD, THE MAIN ONE, WHILE I AM BUT A FRINGE MEMBER, BUT I STAND WITH HER SO SHE WILL NOT BE ALONE?
THIS MIGHT BE THE MALE INTERVIEWER I SAW—BRICK–WHO CHALLENGED SOME OF THIS STUFF BEING SAID, AND HE WAS RIGHT. BUT THE INTERVIEW-E ARGUED ON & ON SO HE BACKED OFF & DROPPED IT.
I WAS THINKING OF JOINING THIS PERSON ON HIS FORUM & LETTING HIM KNOW I AGREED WITH HIM.)
And so, because I don’t want her to STAND ALL ALONE I step forward as well, there are just two of us who are willing to represent our side – there are plenty of students behind us but they will not stand as warriors – across us they are hundreds, although no sparks have yet flown. The teacher I join is wearing a sort of shiny grey suit that hangs off her like liquid, a liquid skirt & jacket, luminous, flowing but not puffy, just straight down.
(THIS SAYS THAT VERY FEW PEOPLE COULD MEET THE CHALLENGE THIS ‘SCHOOL OF THOUGHT’ REPRESENTS. BRICK SEEMS TO BE THE ONLY ONE – HE’S DEEP IN THE CULTURE OF THESE PEOPLE, I’M BUT A FRINGE MEMBER, BUT I’D HELP HIM IF NEEDED.
THE SUIT HE’S WEARING IS VERBAL ARMOR – HE IS EXTREMELY WELL PREPARED TO ARGUE, HE KNOWS HIS SUBJECT. THE SUIT REMINDS ONE OF SHINY GREY ARMOR BUT THIS IS WORDS SO IT’S LIKE ‘LUMINOUS LIQUID ARMOR.’)
Now she & I go to a sort of PARK, a large green campus with trees & we are milling about. We both take dry sticks. My stick has prongs, so I’m snapping them off. Nothing has happened. The school building is to the left.
Now to the right here comes a mob, like 200 women, facing us. My partner is so frightened she JUST RUNS OFF at her fastest speed (she was good in track) – to the right front, the crowd is more to the left, they are shoulder-to-shoulder females.
(POSSIBLY THIS SCHOOL OF THOUGHT IS SEEN AS FEMALES BECAUSE THEY ARE HINDUS – MOST OF THEM ARE WEARING FEMININE GARB. SOME WEAR ONLY BIKINI BOTTOMS, INCLUDING A CHIEF, RAMANA MAHARSHI, WE’RE DISCUSSING A LOT – SOME OF THEM WEAR SKIRTS DOWN TO THEIR ANKLES, SOME WEAR SARIS SIMILAR TO WOMEN’S (AS GHANDI WORE).
ACCORDING TO THIS THERE ARE HORDES OF YOGIS / HINDUS READY TO FACE US & ATTACK & BRICK REALLY DOES NOT WANT TO GO THROUGH THIS – HE WOULD ABANDON ME & DESERT ME BEFORE THE SHYT HIT THE FAN. THIS SAYS HE’S GOOD AT BACKING OFF OR AVOIDING AN ARGUMENT.
WHAT IS MY STICK? JUST A STAFF LIKE MOSES HAD, IT ISN’T FOR HARM, IT’S A STICK OF HEALING, THE WAY MOSES PUT HIS STAFF ON HIGH, WITH SNAKES RUNNING THROUGH IT, & THOSE WHO LOOKED UPON IT WERE HEALED. I DON’T MEAN HARM, I’M TRYING TO HEAL MISUNDERSTANDING.)
This crowd sees me taking these dry stub branches off my stick (they are sharp, I am disarming my walking staff) – I wonder if they think I’m making a weapon, it’s just a light stick, nothing you could hurt someone with.
As I leave various people are staring at me as if they will mob me & hurt me, but I am able to rise into the air, even 20-40’ & move along, they can’t even reach me, so I escape their premises.
(AT FIRST, I’M ABLE TO RISE SPIRITUALLY BUT I GET TIRED OR EXHAUSTED & GET VULNERABLE. THIS COULD HAVE BEEN MY STATE YESTERDAY, AS I WAS FIGHTING DEMONS & RECITED ABOUT 50 EXORCISMS.
OR IT COULD BE A WARNING THAT AT FIRST, I’LL DO WELL, BUT EXHAUSTION WILL WEAR ME OUT & I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO DO MY BEST.)
On the road escaping, another bunch of women is going to attack me. Next to us is a sunken field with many dryish sumacs, with twisted bodies like Japanese Maples, & I try to fly over that, but the women follow me by walking – I can’t rise up in the air enough, my flying abilities have lately failed me. What saves me is we see a stack of these dry sumac branches piled high in the middle of this tiny field (it’s only about 30’ in diameter), & we all agree, this is a funeral pyre ready to be lit. They seem so curious / surprised that they stop thinking about me & I escape.
(WHAT IS THIS FUTURE FUNERAL PYRE IN THE FIELD THAT SAVES ME?
IT COULD BE WHEN THE ATTACKERS FIND OUT MY AGE THEY DON’T WANT TO HURT ME, AS THEY HAVE RESPECT FOR THEIR ELDERS. AFTER ALL, I’M GOING TO DIE SOON (HAHA) SO SHOW SOME RESPECT.
I HAVE NOT DONE ANYTHING – HAVE NOT ARGUED WITH ANYONE. THIS SIMPLY ANTICIPATES WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I DID, MY GOD SELF WANTS ME TO AVOID THE ACTIVITY. I HEARD MY INNER VOICE SAY ‘LEAVE THEM ALONE.’)
I then decide to leave. There isn’t any fighting, but as I’m almost to the road that will take me back, I hear two females behind me & they have small clubs, a big woman & a smaller one, & they are saying something like,
“Let’s let her have it, get it over with.”
I turn, look at them – we are in a small rural alley with a gate (the alley about 10’), (there’s a pretty light green painted wooden window shutter near) I know they mean me, so I quickly get out of that spot, go to the main road & somehow get away.
(IT SEEMS LIKE PEOPLE WOULD COME FROM ALL DIRECTIONS & PLACES TO ‘GET YOU’ {SO DON’T GET STARTED.} THEY WOULD NOT APPRECIATE THE FACT THAT YOU’RE TRYING TO HELP, THEY’D SEE YOU AS AN ENEMY, AN INTERLOPER. THEY WOULD REACT IRRATIONALLY. THIS DREAM IS A WARNING.
ME TO MOMGOD: WHY WOULD MY EFFORTS TO HELP BE SEEN IRRATIONALLY, WITH ANGER, AS IF I’M AN ENEMY?
BECAUSE IT’S THEIR VANITY. THESE YOGIS WANT PEOPLE TO BELIEVE THEY HAVE AN EXCLUSIVE, MYSTERIOUS DISCIPLINE CALLED ‘NONDUALITY,’ WHICH NO ONE UNDERSTANDS OR PRACTICES EXCEPT THE ELITE OF ALL YOGIS.
FOR YOU TO SAY ‘LOOK, WE CHRISTIANS HAVE BEEN FOLLOWING THIS DISCIPLINE SINCE DAY ONE, WE JUST CALL IT DIFFERENT TERMS, TO THEM WOULD ATTACK THEIR EGOS, THEY WOULD SEE IT AS AN ATTEMPT TO TAKE AWAY WHAT THEY HAVE.
THEY HAVE MADE A GOOD BUSINESS, PROFIT & STATUS FROM REPRESENTING THE WAY OF THE ‘MYSTERIOUS EAST.’ – IT MAKES THEM IMPORTANT TO US. THEY HAVE GURUS & ASHRAMS WITH ALL THAT GOES WITH IT. THEY GAIN GREAT STATURE, FAME, & RESOURCES, FROM WESTERNERS WHO WANT TO GAIN SOMETHING WE DON’T HAVE. (This is NOT to say the Enlightened souls are doing this, it’s the ordinary ones, those who are NOT enlightened, who are full of ego & vanity, that would be upset.)
FOR YOU TO CLAIM THERE IS NO MYSTERY & PROVE IT WILL MAKE YOU A GREAT ENEMY & THEY WOULD WANT TO BEAT THE LIVING SHYT OUT OF YOU JUST LIKE THE DREAM.)
After escaping various situations where these women would beat me up, I am back at our original school, it seems to the right side of it– our friendly area, & I’m climbing up some tall wide school stairs recently painted. The color is a dark shiny green, the paint so fresh, {it even has a pleasant smell,} on the stairs & walls that it’s slightly sticky.
(WHAT IS THE RECENTLY PAINTED STAIRCASE DEEP SHINY GREEN, SO FRESH IT EVEN SMELLS NICE?
IT’S THE RECENT SYNOPSIS OF A FEW THINGS YOU STATED WITHIN THIS DREAM WHICH COMPARE NONDUALITY TO CHRISTIAN TERMS. A STAIRCASE IS LIKE A ROAD, A WAY, HERE YOU HAVE IMPROVED A ROAD, A WAY TO UNDERSTANDING HOW CHRISTIANS PRACTICE NONDUALITY, & IT GOES UP—TOWARD GOD—NOT DOWN, WHICH WOULD BE HELL.
BUT YOU’RE NOT SURROUNDED BY FRIGHTENED ENEMIES, YOU’RE HERE ON OUR OWN TURF, OUR SCHOOL, SO YOU’RE AT PEACE, HAPPY, REJOICING, NOT IN CONFLICT.)
I get all the way up to a floor, very wide room, like five big rooms together – our compatriots milling about–& I tell someone that Rev. Verbal ditched me, took off running. My lady associate says,
“She was made to run.”
But I was a success, & I hear a song I love & I do the greatest callisthenic dance I often do in dreams, where I tumble in the air completely around so my head aims at the floor, & a few other paranormal moves, & everyone knows I’ve succeeded & done a good job, & I’m happy—the way you feel when you’ve succeeded an ordeal.
(NOTICE I ESCAPE BEATINGS FROM THE WOMEN / HINDUS / YOGIS BUT I RETURN TO OUR OWN FRIENDLY SPACE, SCHOOL, COMPATRIOTS. MY CONCLUSION TO THIS DILEMMA WAS TO SIMPLY DO THE HOMEWORK IN HOW TO TRANSLATE, TRANSPOSE THESE ‘NONDUALITY’ PRINCIPLES INTO CHRISTIAN TERMS – PRESENT THEM ON MY OWN TURF WITHOUT GETTING MIXED UP WITH THE ‘NONDUALISTS’ & THIS WAY I WOULD SUCCEED. I AM DOING A VICTORY DANCE.)
But it’s not over. Now somehow, we have to go on a journey. We must GET HOME. I make SEVERAL TRIES. I recall this one.
My sister seems to be our guide. She thinks she knows the way, but when we get to a bridge, I tell her, no I don’t think this is right, there was no bridge last time I made it home. {The bridge is over a small, shallow river, it’s not long or high up, just like a road with iron bars on the side—one side houses a dam of sorts. It just stops, & there’s a barrier that makes the water pile up. But much of the water is apparently allowed to go under as it’s flowing.} But she insists we keep walking. There are others with us, like kids, we are the guides.
(MY SISTER REPRESENTS THE PRAGMATIC—ALWAYS. IT’S PART OF ME. THIS IS TELLING ME NOT TO LISTEN TO MY HUMAN, LOGICAL GUIDANCE BUT TO GO BY SPIRITUAL INSTINCT. I’VE DONE THIS BEFORE – THERE WAS NO BRIDGE. IT’S THE WRONG ROAD, WRONG WAY TO GO, MOMENTARILY WE SEE THAT.
BUT WHERE AM I GOING, WHERE AM TRYING TO GET? WHAT IS ‘HOME’ IN THIS DREAM?
IT WOULD BE THE GOAL OF UNDERSTANDING NONDUALITY IN A WAY THAT MAKES SENSE, THAT IS EFFECTIVE.
‘THERE IS NO BRIDGE’ ON THE WAY THERE IS THIS IS NONDUALITY – NOT TWO THINGS, BUT ONE. A BRIDGE CONNECTS TWO THINGS, TWO SIDES. SO I AM SAYING ‘WE ARE NONDUALISTS JUST AS THEY ARE.’
THE WAY THESE NONDUAL TEACHERS ARE EXPLAINING GOES INTO THE ‘TWILIGHT ZONE.’ I HAD SOME HEARTY LAUGHS AS I LISTENED TO ONE INTERVIEW. THE TEACHER SPOKE ABOUT:
‘DESTROYING THE MIND’ – ‘THE REALITY WE ARE SEEING IS NOT REAL, JUST AN ILLUSION THAT’S ONLY SEEN BY US, NO ONE ELSE – WE HAVE PROJECTED IT……THERE IS NO BIRTH OR DEATH, THERE IS NO TIME, THE THEORY OF RELATIVITY IS NOT TRUE AS THERE ARE NO TWO THINGS, ONLY ONE THING…..WHEN YOU PULL BACK THE MIND FROM ITS OBJECT YOU DESTROY IT, THEN YOU SEE THE SELF WHICH IS GOD, THAT IS THE GOAL, TO GET RID OF THE MIND. THIS IS SO CONFUSING, SO MISLEADING, MYSTIFYING, & THEY FEEL THEY ARE SUPERIOR TO US, THAT THEY HAVE ESOTERIC KNOWLEDGE, BECAUSE NO ONE CAN MAKE HEADS OR TAILS OF THIS.’ End their part
BUT MY POV IS: IN TRYING TO UNDERSTAND THIS LINGO YOU COULD LOSE YOUR MIND OR GO CRAZY, WE DON’T WANT TO DO THAT. WHEN THEY USE THE WORD ‘MIND’ IT IS TRANSLATED MIND BUT IT PROBABLY MEANS ‘ATTENTION’ – ‘FOCUS’. OR IT SPEAKS OF THE CONSCIOUS MIND VS THE UNCONSCIOUS–BUT THE UNCONSCIOUS IS NEVER MENTIONED. THEY ARE TRYING TO GET YOU TO FOCUS ON THE INTERIOR & ON THE GOD WITHIN, & WE NEED BETTER TRANSLATION FROM THEIR TERMS TO OURS. BUT NONE OF THEM {the Western teachers} IS DOING THAT.)
We hang a right before the bridge, the river is in front, & as we walk the path turns into weeds as tall as our faces – we’re engulfed – the road has ended & I tell her ‘I told you so.’
(WHAT ARE THE WEEDS, THE PATH ENDING, THE WEEDS ENGULFING US?
THIS MIGHT REFER TO THE TERMS THEY ARE USING. YOU WON’T GET ANYWHERE BY THE WAY THEY EXPLAIN IT, WE GET ‘CHOCKED’ BY WEEDS OR ‘CAN’T GET THROUGH’ THE WEEDS – THE TERMS ARE THE WEEDS, A LOT OF BAD STUFF WE HAVE TO FIGHT THROUGH, WE CAN’T GET TO OUR GOAL.)
I look at the bridge. On the far side of it there’s a dam where the water has accumulated & it’s fairly deep. There are two large horses that were in the river that are swimming & stopped right there at the end of the dam. I think about them & am concerned. I hope they’re OK, I think they are. But what do they mean?
(HORSES MEAN WORK. THIS MIGHT BE SAYING ‘THE WORK ON THIS IS NOT GOING ON, IT IS STOPPED, IT IS TRUNCATED. IN OTHER WORDS, AS I SAID, THESE WESTERN TEACHERS, 99% OF WHOM ARE MEN, ARE NOT ABLE TO TRANSLATE HINDU NONDUALITY INTO OUR CHRISTIAN TERMS.
CHRISTIAN MYSTICS HAVE BEEN EXPERIENCING NONDUALITY, BUT THEY CALL IT ‘NO LONGER I LIVE, BUT CHRIST IN ME.’ CHRIST IS GOD, THEREFORE IF I AM DEAD BUT CHRIST LIVES IN ME MY LOWER SELF IS DEAD (EGO, DESIRES OF THE FLESH) BUT GOD IN ME IS ALIVE. THAT MEANS I AM GOD. THAT IS NONDUALITY, I AM GOD. IT’S NOT ME LOOKING AT GOD OUTSIDE, I HAVE ASCENDED, I HAVE DIED TO THE LOWER SELF, I AM LIVING, RADIATING GOD.
THEY ALSO SAY, ‘I HAVE DIED WITH CHRIST & RISEN WITH CHRIST.’
WE CALL THE DYING OF THE EGO, DYING TO THE WORLD, FLESH & DEVIL, ‘DEATH TO SELF,’ THEY CALL ‘SELF’ IS GOD, SO AGAIN, TERMS. THEY MEAN ‘GOD SELF’ BUT DON’T USUALLY SAY IT. WHEN WE SAY ‘SELF’ WE MEAN EGO – THE THING THAT HAS TO DIE. THEY MEAN GOD.
WE (THE ORIGINAL CHRISTIANS), MISUNDERSTOOD JESUS’ TEACHING & MADE HIM THE ONE & ONLY GURU WHEN THERE’S BEEN MANY. BUT AFTER WE WORSHIP HIM ‘IN FORM’—IN THE WAY OF BHAKTI OR LOVE, DEVOTION,–(THE NONDUALISTS SAY – THAT ‘FORM’ IS NOT THE FINAL STEP OF SPIRITUALITY) – WE DON’T STAY THAT WAY, WE HAVE BECOME HIM, THERE ARE NO LONGER TWO, HIM & ME, THERE’S ONLY ONE, I AM HE.
ANOTHER PHASE OF THIS IS CHRISTIANS WHO ARE ADVANCED PRACTICE ‘NON ATTACHMENT,’ WHICH MEANS PUT GOD FIRST, EVERYTHING ELSE AFTER, DON’T PUT ANYTHING BEFORE GOD, GOD IS A JEALOUS GOD, IF YOU PUT GOD FIRST EVERYTHING ELSE WILL BE ADDED BY GOD.
TO BE HONEST, IT ALL COMES OUT OF BUDDHISM—WHICH WAS ORIGINALLY 3,000 YEARS AGO, A FORM OF HINDU YOGA. FROM BUDDHA CAME JESUS, A REINCARNATED GURU. THE THREE WISE MEN CAME FROM INDIA TO HONOR THEIR REBORN GURU, CAME TO GET HIM WHEN HE WAS TWELVE, TOOK HIM TO INDIA OR TIBET, TAUGHT HIM UNTIL AGE TWENTY NINE & RETURNED HIM TO HIS PEOPLE. ALL HIS TEACHINGS WERE BUDDHIST.
HE HAD GREAT POWERS BECAUSE HE HAD ACQUIRED THEM IN PREVIOUS LIFETIMES; IT WAS WHAT YOGIS CALL ‘KARMIC RESIDUE.’ BESIDES THAT HE WAS PREPARED FOR SEVENTEEN YEARS HOW TO TEACH, PREACH & HEAL. HE WAS BORN ANOINTED & WAS TRAINED; THAT CREATED GREATNESS.
HIS TEACHINGS ARE BUDDHIST – THE SERMON ON THE MOUNT–BUDDHISM. ALL HIS BASIC TENETS, CORE TEACHINGS, LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF, DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE OTHERS DO UNTO YOU, WHAT YOU DO TO THE LEAST OF THESE YOU DO TO ME (GOD) IS ALL BUDDHISM. AND SO, OUR CHRISTIANITY IS NOT FAR FROM HINDU-YOGA, WE JUST HAVE TO FIX THE IDIOMS.
THERE IS NO MYSTERY TO NONDUALITY, IT’S NOT ESOTERIC, IT’S NOT HARD TO REACH OR ACQUIRE, IT’S NOT MYSTERIOUS & TO MAKE IT SO IS WRONG. NONDUALITY IS A HIGH LEVEL OF SPIRITUALITY IN ANY RELIGION. I HAVE READ THE LIVES OF THE MYSTICAL SAINTS & THEY ALL HAD IT – READ ‘MYSTICISM’ BY EVELYN UNDERHILL, THE BEST BOOK ON THE SUBJECT I HAVE EVER READ, & IT NEVER EVEN MENTIONS HINDU NONDUALITY.
THAT’S WHAT THIS DREAM IS ABOUT. IT SAYS ‘JUST DO IT, NOBODY ELSE IS, & NO ONE WILL HELP YOU.’
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MOB OF SOULS ASCENDS
FIFTY OR MORE SOULS ASCEND INTO HEAVEN!
1-19-2020-HUGE NUMBERS OF SOULS ASCEND-50 OR MORE
These are dreams about them & I give detailed explanations of the symbols.
I am at the old farm house. My Mom is here.
(never my earthly Mother, this has to be either Mother God, the Holy Virgin or the Mother-God within my soul. My earthly Mom hated me & severely abused me; she never appears in a good light. Yes, she is in Heaven but in the lowest place & got there by the skin of her teeth, possibly because I sacrificed for her & she had a death bed repentance.)
In the living room are two of my friends. One is a man that seems to be old, thin, sitting in one corner of the room facing inward, on my left, dressed in dark colors with a hat. He seems ‘from the old days.’ The other is a female who seems young standing in the other corner of the room facing inward.
(THE OLD MAN COULD BE MY DAD. HE COULD BE HERE BECAUSE OF THE DIGNITY & HONOR OF WHAT IS HAPPENING—SO WE ALL CELEBRATE AS DURING A HOLIDAY.)
The front door faces the street – which is only about 25’ away – & I see a truck stop. First I thought it was Fed Ex, I feel it has a delivery, but it’s appearance is a squarish utility vehicle, white, with black writing on the side & a red headline, & out of it steps MY LAWYER with a briefcase– it looks like doctor’s case, puffy, thick light brown old leather with a spot that’s ‘worn’ like ‘worn down’ with soft white scratches on the side. The case is SO BIG it could hold at least 50 lbs or more corn kernels. He comes in with his case.
(THE SIZE OF HIS CASE SAYS: THIS CONCERNS A LARGE GROUP OF CLIENTS. IF EACH CLIENT’S PAPERS ARE IN THIS CASE, IT WOULD BE HUGE & PUFFED OUT.)
He is FAT, like 300 lbs, & wearing a beanie hat, shiny dark green.
(IF THIS IS WHO I THINK IT IS, HE’S FAT RIGHT NOW BEING NOURISHED WITH LOVE FROM THOSE HERE. THE *SHINY GREEN* BEENIE HAT SAYS ‘BUSINESS ON EARTH’ – THIS MAN IS FROM HEAVEN.)
For some reason I cannot speak & I don’t introduce him to my two friends – I’m tongue-tied – I know his name yet I can’t say it, I remain silent. After a couple minutes he introduces himself to my friends & I imagined he said the name ‘Jesus’ but I am confused about this, it could not be.
(BUT IT IS JESUS. THAT’S WHY I AM SPEECHLESS & TONGUE-TIED, I CAN’T TALK FOR SHOCK. JESUS HAS ARRIVED AS A ‘LAWYER’ TO REPRESENT A HUGE NUMBER OF SOULS, TO SET THEM FREE FROM PRISON.)
I go into the kitchen where Mom is cooking lunch, but the spot she’s standing is the sink. I see for some reason she’s put my ceramic pots here where the dishes are drying (& they are across the room drying rather than by the sink)—the pots I keep by my desk containing dozens of pens & all colors magic markers—highlighters.
(SHE’S BY THE SINK BECAUSE MY MOMGOD’S BUSINESS IS SHE’S BEEN HELPING SOULS *WASHING DISHES, CLEANSING IMPLEMENTS SO SOULS CAN EAT*. HER PUTTING MY PENS & MAGIC MARKERS/HIGHLIGHTERS WHERE THE DISHES ARE IS THAT I AM WRITING THESE VISIONS & PUTTING THEM ON TWO WEBSITES NOW. THIS APPARENTLY IS HELPING – PEOPLE READ THESE ACCOUNTS & BECOME AWARE OF THE SOULS & MIGHT PRAY FOR THEM OR GET MASSES. THIS IS WHAT MOM IS SAYING – YOUR POSTS ARE LIKE DISHES, THEY ARE IMPLEMENTS TO BRING NOURISHMENT TO SOULS. SHE WANTS ME TO KNOW SHE APPROVES.)
I want to get outside because seeing out the windows the back yard has filled with a MOB OF PARTY GOERS—they’re young like the students at the University near us.
(LATER I WILL DISCOVER A LARGE NUMBER MIGHT HAVE BEEN KILLED TOGETHER IN AN AIRPLANE CRASH.)
As I look at them they are on our property to the left – an area I visited the least when we lived there (it made me feel uncomfortable like it was eerie or haunted) & I see part of them, but the ‘mob’ extends beyond my vision – toward that back field & woods – & they’re all wearing the same material clothes. These are white & ‘stone washed’ thin light denims – both males & females are all wearing this material. Some have on vests in this denim which are open & loose, underneath is the white soft cotton.
(THE CLOTHING BEING SOFT WHITE IS LIKE ‘MY SHEEP HEAR MY CALL,’ – WE ARE THE SHEEP OF GOD, WE ARE HER LITTLE LAMBS. THE STONE-WASHED DENIM IS THEY HAVE BEEN CLEANSED, AGAIN & AGAIN, BEEN PURIFIED.)
I’m really eager to join them. I feel I’ve not had any fun in a long time & I want to party.
(I AM SO HAPPY ABOUT THE SOULS BEING LIFTED; I WANT TO REJOICE WITH THEM.)
My Mom takes me out for a minute & points to the right, (she’s shorter than me)
(THIS MOMGOD PERSON IS EITHER HOLY MARY, ANOTHER FEMALE SAINT, OR THE MOMGOD WITHIN ME. HER SHORTNESS IS HER HUMILITY.)
“There’s a whole gang of them over there,”
but I can’t see that far & can’t run over there right now as I must do some things.
(THIS UNDERSCORES THERE ARE SO MANY SOULS & IN TWO SECTIONS. ONE IS A ‘HAUNTED’ AREA I DIDN’T LIKE GOING TO.) THE TWO SECTIONS COULD HAVE BEEN TWO MAJOR ACCIDENTS. OR TWO PLANES COLLIDING OR SOME OTHER TYPE VEHICLES WITH MANY PASSENGERS (TRAINS, BUSES) COLLIDING. AT THE END I WILL SEE AN EXPLOSION.)
I go back into the house & a female in the house is upstairs tending to my Rottweiller, in a cozy middle room such as did not exist there.
She has a BOX which is like a crib & a radio – the whole side of it is open except for a bottom piece covering a few inches.
She had my Rottie (Gagee Boy) lying on his back – treating him like a baby, spoiling him somehow, when I glimpse what looks like a tiny human foot with red painted toenails.
I want to take a closer look at this, go pick this little foot up & see it’s one of the back legs of my Rottie, his foot turns into a human one—of a wee one.
The female tending to him is wearing a red fuzzy loose sweater. Is she short & plump?
(THE RED SWEATER SAYS THIS PERSON OR SOUL IS SUFFERING. TENDING TO MY ROTTY, SPOILING HIM IS SHE IS TENDING TO MY INNER SENSE. *ANIMALS ARE OFTEN INNER SENSES, ESPECIALLY DOGS & CATS, BECAUSE THEIR SENSES ARE SHARPER THAN OURS.* HE HAS A HUMAN FOOT BECAUSE HE IS ME. THIS FEMALE IS NOURISHING ME LIKE A CHILD.
THE FACT THAT THIS IS A CRIB BUT ALSO A RADIO, WHERE THIS WOMAN IS ‘SPOILING’ OR NURTURING HIM/ME TELLS ME THIS: THIS IS A WOMAN WHO IS SUFFERING – PROBABLY ON EARTH. THE RADIO SAYS ‘TUNING IN.’ SHE IS GETTING MY INNER SENSE TO ‘TUNE INTO’ OR GET THE FREQUENCY/VISION OF THIS MESSAGE.
MUCH OF THE TIME WHEN SOULS ARE HELPED IT IS A SECOND PARTY THAT TAKES ME THERE OR HELPS ME ‘TUNE IN’ OR SEE THE REALITY. I DON’T THINK SHE’S A SOUL IN PURGATORY BECAUSE THIS WOULDN’T BE THEIR POSITION.
BUT IF SHE IS ON EARTH SHE’S A SAINTLY WOMAN WHO’S HELPING ME—NOT SURE HOW THAT HAPPENED & DEFINITELY DON’T KNOW WHO SHE IS UNLESS SHE’S ONE WOMAN I KNOW WHO HAS CANCER—THE TORTURE SHE’S BEEN THROUGH THE LAST YEARS HAS LIFTED HER ON HIGH.
SHE CAN’T BE A SAINT IN HEAVEN AS THEY DON’T SUFFER – SHE WOULD NOT BE WEARING A RED SWEATER.)
I’m quickly putting on my shoes to go outside to celebrate – the shoes are black canvas with rubber soles, as I slip them on I see I’ve gotten moist dark dirt on my legs (I’m wearing shorts) & am a bit pissed as I have to clean this off before I go out there – another delay.
(THIS MOIST DIRT IS SAYING ‘YOU WERE WITH SOULS UNDERGROUND’, THEREFORE THE DIRT.
BUT NOW IT’S TIME TO ASCEND INTO HEAVEN OR RATHER CELEBRATE THE ASCENSIONS, I MUST CLEAN OFF THE DIRT!)
Another thing I attend to. I have in my hands a bouquet of greens. One batch are evergreen branches, close together, not spread out, & with them a bunch of short greens like parsley. I go into Mario’s room – the spare room (which always represents separation from a man, lover or husband) which is empty, has pink walls with the paint peeling off, looks dull, dusty, has not been attended in ages.
(THIS IS ABOUT xxxx & I BEING SEPARATED FOR A WHILE. BUT THE ‘EVERGREENS’ I’M HOLDING IN MY HANDS ARE SAYING ‘THIS WILL BE FOREVER.’ THE SHORT GREENS I’M HOLDING ARE SAYING ‘IT WON’T BE TOO LONG BEFORE YOU GET WITH HIM AGAIN. BUT OUR SEPARATION SEEMS LIKE A LONG TIME, ESPECIALLY FOR HIM AS HE IS IMMATURE & DOESN’T UNDERSTAND THE SITUATION.
THE PINK WALLS, UNATTENDED, PAINT PEELING, DUST, ETC IS ABOUT THE ABSENCE OF SEX.
WHY DOES HE FIGURE INTO THIS DREAM? WHY NOT, IT’S MY LIFE.)
I see a silver-grey tall flower pot there, shaped like an hour glass; I put water in it & the greens. I am careful to fill it to the top as the greens are short, want to make sure their bottoms reach the water, & I place this somewhere in the room, wondering should I have put it elsewhere or is this alright? The long-stemmed evergreens are in the middle surrounded by the large bunch of short greens.
(THIS AFFAIR WILL BE THE ‘FOREVER’ ONE ONCE WE GET TOGETHER. SYMBOLS OF FOREVER – THE EVERGREENS & SILVER POT, EVERGREENS ARE FOREVER—THEY DON’T DIE IN WINTER, THEY STAY GREEN.
THE SILVER POT, A SILVER ANNIVERSARY IS 20 YEARS – WHICH WOULD BE UNTIL THE END OF MY LIFE. SEPARATION IS TEMPORARY, WE WILL BE TOGETHER FOR ALL TIME ONCE WE GET BACK.
FILLING WITH WATER IS MY FAITH IN THIS RELATIONSHIP – WATER IS GRACE, KEEPING IT ALIVE. AND THE SHORT GREENS, MAKING SURE THEY STAY ALIVE, IS WE WILL BE GETTING BACK TOGETHER REASONABLY SOON—I WANT TO MAKE SURE I KEEP THAT ALIVE.)
Now it’s TIME FOR LUNCH. I see the lawyer walking from the living room to the kitchen. He’s changed totally – he’s now very thin, no hat, black t shirt, black pants. I believe my friends in the room are following him, I don’t see clearly.
(NOW JESUS IS GETTING READY TO CELEBRATE HIS OWN DEATH – WHICH IS THE HOLY MASS. HE IS THIN, NOT NOURISHED, IN POVERTY, WEARING BLACK.
MY DAD & A FEMALE ASSOCIATE WILL BE PRESENT I THINK BECAUSE THIS IS SUCH A BIG EVENT WITH SO MANY SOULS ASCENDING.)
Myself, I’m going to skip or sacrifice lunch to join the revelry outside. If I have lunch with them I might miss it. These people outside having fun have got all my attention, I so want to have a good time with them!
(WHAT I’M CALLING ‘MY SACRIFICE’ PROBABLY REFERS TO THE ‘HEROIC ACT’ I MADE AS A CHILD—THAT ALL THE GRACES I DESERVE GO TO THE SOULS IN PURGATORY.)
After this dream ended there was an ‘epilogue”. I saw a vehicle in the sky, made of a dark grey hard plastic, & it EXPLODED. My instant thought was are these souls a large group of younger people who died in a plane crash?
(THIS COULD EXPLAIN WHY SO MANY ARE BEING LIFTED TOGETHER. IT’S LIKE THEY WERE FRIENDS OR ELSE THE EXPERIENCE OF DYING TOGETHER SOMEHOW BONDED THEM, & SO, THEY ARE ALSO BEING LIFTED TOGETHER.
HALLELUJAH!)
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DREAM ABOUT MY OWN CLEANSING
I see a gutter coming down from a wooded hill, the ground is hard, bare, & through this gutter coming down is what looks like medium light brown mud, lots of it, coming down strongly. I think the mud might represent defecation but there’s nothing ugly or disgusting about it. After it comes down, it empties into a sewer under a small iron-covered bridge, goes underground, & I also see the gutter bare & clean. (The dirt around the gutter here & there had black streaks.)
Then I see a lady sitting in a black probably metal wheel chair right on top of the gutter where the mud was coming through & behind her stands a male as if assisting her in the wheel chair. I draw the conclusion that this mud-defecation came from the lady – that it symbolized bad stuff coming out of her & she was cleansed.
(MY GUESS THIS IS WHAT THIS MEANS: SOULS ARE BEING CLEANSED BUT GOD IS ALSO CLEANSING ME. THERE’S A LOT COMING OUT OF ME & SOON IT’S ALL GONE, & DISAPPEARS.
WHAT IT’S ABOUT HAS TO DO WITH THE BLACK WHEELCHAIR & THE MAN BEHIND IT.
I BELIEVE THIS MAN IS xxxx WHO TORTURED ME SO MUCH. HE CRIPPLED ME, AS I WAS FIGHTING HIS DEMONS FOR YEARS, COULD NOT DO ANY OTHER WORK. AND SO I AM IN A BLACK WHEELCHAIR, WHICH IS LIKE PAINS OF HELL—FROM HELL–& HE IS BEHIND IT, NOT AS A HELPER BUT AS THE ONE THAT DID IT TO ME.
BUT GOD HAS RELEASED ME THE WAY SHE RELEASED THE SOULS – I AM FREE – GOD TOOK THE NEGATIVES OUT OF ME! HALLELUJAH!)
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SOULS ASCENDED IN HEAVEN
I see a canal like one you’d see in Venice. In it stand about thirty people – male & female – all wearing identical shirts in a beautiful light violet. The gondola is peacefully gliding along the canal. I do not see a gondolier. I instantly know its Souls who entered Heaven.
(VIOLET IS A RARIFIED SPIRITUAL LIGHT – THEY ARE DRESSED IN THE BEAUTIFUL LIGHT OF GOD–& THESE SOULS ARE IN A HIGHER PLACE OF HEAVEN, HIGHER THAN AVERAGE.)
Along the sides of the canal are white (somehow I think of alabaster, it’s luminous) buildings close to the water, staircases going up to the dwellings, all PURE WHITE.
(THIS SHOWS THEIR HABITATS IN THE PURE WHITE OF PERFECTION.)
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THE EGGS
I see a NEST containing five luminous white eggs the size of goose eggs (about twice that of chickens.) There is white light surrounding the nest.
I think right away these contain LIFE & what is the message? It might be the prayers I’m saying daily during Mass for those WHO HAVE NOT YET BEEN BORN AGAIN. This could say they will soon be born again as I keep saying the prayer.
(THE PRAYER I SAY EVERY MASS IS THE SAME AS THE BAPTISMAL PRAYER. IT’S ALSO CALLED ‘THE SINNER’S PRAYER’ WHICH ORAL ROBERTS MADE FAMOUS. THIS IS WHAT I SAY, AMONG THE SEVERAL PRAYERS I MAKE, THIS IS FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT YET BEEN BORN AGAIN, TO HELP THEM GET THERE:
“MY GOD, I RENOUNCE & REJECT THE DEVIL & ALL HIS PRETENSIONS, HIS TEMPTATIONS, HIS LIES & HIS SINS. I REBUKE HIM COMPLETELY NOW & FOREVER.
I ASK YOU TO COME INTO MY HEART, MY SOUL, MY MIND & MY BODY & STAY THERE FOREVER.
I ASK THAT YOU WILL LET ME ENTER YOUR SPIRIT & STAY THERE FOREVER & I THANK YOU FOR THIS GRACE.”
THIS IS SAYING THERE ARE FIVE SOULS WAITING TO HATCH OR GET ‘BORN AGAIN’—AS I KEEP SAYING THE PRAYER! WHOOPEE!)
From Rasa Von Werder 1-19-20
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ONE SOUL ASCENDS 2 HELPED
ONE SOUL ASCENDS 2 HELPED
I REACH 3 SOULS IN PURGATORY-ONE WITH A SACRED KISS-ANOTHER BENEFITS FROM THE HOLY EUCHARIST
Xxxx CAN’T UNDERSTAND WHY I’M AVOIDING HIM
I am on the RR track right between my property with the path to the pond/river directly on the left. There sits a young male who is very beautiful, like an angel from Heaven. He has soft, smooth, tawny skin, perfect features, nice nose with oval nostrils, he’s sitting on something, don’t know what. It vaguely feels like I’m forbidden to be intimate with him – don’t know why, but I decide to take matters into my own hands.
I go over to him & give him a peck on his left cheek & this peck turns into a real kiss, both ways, which goes on for a while. I was real happy over this, that he reciprocated, wanted the kiss as much as I did.
(THIS SOUNDS LIKE THE KISSES I MAKE FOR THE SOULS IN PURGATORY. I MAKE TEN HUGS & TEN KISSES ON BOTH CHEEKS FOR SOULS, AT THE END OF EVERY MASS. SOMETIMES I WONDER IF THEY FEEL ANY OF IT. THIS SAYS SOMEONE DID.
THE CLUE IT’S A SOUL IS THE CHEEK. I KISS ON THE CHEEK, IT’S NOT SEXY. BUT WHEN IT TURNS INTO SOMETHING INTIMATE, RECIPROCAL, IT SHOWS A DEPTH, AN EMOTION. THE KISS WAS FELT, IT WAS RETURNED BY A SOUL.
I NOW RECALL DURING THE NIGHT AS I WAS IN A ‘TWILIGHTSTATE’ I HEARD SOMEONE SAY ‘I LOVE YOU.’ IT WAS A SOUL – I HAVE HEARD THIS THOUGHT BEFORE FROM BOTH LIVING PERSONS & SOULS. MAYBE THIS SOUL SAID IT.
ANOTHER CLUE IT’S PURGATORY IS THE SPOT WHERE HE’S ‘SITTING.’
THE RAIL ROAD TRACK IS A ‘NO MAN’S LAND.’ IT’S OWNERSHIP IS NOT CERTAIN. IT PROBABLY BELONGS TO SOMEONE ELSE, TO DISCOVER IF I HAVE RIGHTS OVER IT WOULD COST ME THOUSANDS TO RESEARCH THE DEEDS BEFORE 1890. PURGATORY IS ALSO A ‘NO MAN’S LAND’ BECAUSE TO REACH A SOUL IS A MILESTONE– ONE MUST HAVE SOME KIND OF HELP AS FROM A SAINT IN HEAVEN OR AN ANGEL, WHO CONNECTS YOU TO THE SOUL IN A SPACE WHERE THERE ARE UNTOLD TRILLIONS.
AN IMPORTANT CLUE IS THIS PERSON/SOUL IS SITTING BETWEEN TWO AREAS ON MY LAND. HE IS NOT DIRECTLY ON MY LAND (MY DOMAIN, A PLACE IN SPACE/SPIRIT I OWN OR HAVE JURISDICTION OVER) BUT MY DOMAIN IS ON BOTH SIDES. BUT THE PATH THERE LEADS TO WATER – WATER MEANS GRACE, A BIG SYMBOL OF IT.
{*SO IS FIRE IN SOME CASES, BUT EACH SYMBOL MUST BE READ IN THE CONTEXT OF THE DREAM. BOTH WATER & FIRE CAN GO BOTH WAYS, DESTRUCTIVE OR CONSTRUCTIVE. FOR INSTANCE, WHEN FINANCIAL INSTITUTIONS CALL THEMSELVES AN ‘UMBRELLA’ THEY ARE SAYING AGAINST THE WATER OF FINANCIAL LOSS. WHEN SOMEONE ‘RAINS ON YOUR PARADE’ THEY ARE SPOILING YOUR GOOD TIMES. WHEN WATER FLOODS YOUR HOME IT’S DISASTER.
BUT, WHEN RAIN COMES AFTER A DROUGHT, IT’S A BLESSING. WHEN I SAW GOD FACE TO FACE THE FIRST TIME, IT WAS A RIVER GUSHING OUT OF A MOUNTAIN, CASCADING VIOLENTLY INTO A GORGE WAY DOWN UNDERNEATH ME. THIS WAS THE TORRENT OF GOD’S GRACE COMING INTO MY SOUL.
THE SECOND TIME, IT WAS THE INFINITE GOLDEN OCEAN OF LOVE, THE OCEAN WAS GOD, BUT IT WAS ALSO ME, & THE HORIZON OPENED UP CONTINUOUSLY, THERE WAS NO STOP TO IT.*}
THIS PATH LEADS TO MY POND IN THE WOODS, THE SWAMP, & MOST OF ALL, THE RIVER. IT’S A CLICHÉ TO SAY “RIVER OF GRACE.” THE SOUL IS JUST SITTING IN PURGATORY WAITING FOR GRACE, I COME ALONG. THIS IS SAYING HE RECEIVED THE GRACE & WAS GRATEFUL. HIS BEAUTY TELLS ME THAT HE’S NOT FAR FROM HEAVEN, ALMOST READY TO ASCEND? OR DID HE ASCEND?) IT MIGHT BE MORE LIKELY HE DID ASCEND THAN NOT, AS THIS IS EXTREMELY RARE THAT A SOUL WOULD BE SO BEAUTIFUL & RECIPROCATE MY KISS!
A SOUL BEING ‘BEAUTIFUL’ MEANS IT’S CLEANSED. DURING THE TIME IN PURGATORY, THE SOUL GETS CLEANER & CLEANER, & THEREFORE MORE BEAUTIFUL AS THE *NATURE OF GOD* IS REVEALED–& GOD IS TRUTH, BEAUTY & LOVE. WE ALL HAVE GOD WITHIN, BUT SIN OBSCURES OUR TRUE NATURE, LIKE PUTTING FILTH ON A PANE OF TRANSPARENT GLASS. THE TIME IN PURGATORY REMOVES THAT FILTH OR OBSCURITY.)
Then the scene changes. It seems I’m alone all the time – feeling kind of isolated. I go out for a walk & come upon a lumber yard. Here there are logs that are 1.5’ in diameter, dozens of them on a cart, many carts. The whole yard is filled with all these felled trees, sawed up where only the thick, usable part of them is here, ready to be sawed into planks for building I suppose.
(LUMBER IN MY DREAMS IS USUALLY THE CROSS. I AM IN PURGATORY, WHERE PEOPLE ARE WORKING OFF THEIR KARMA, THE CROSSES THEY DID NOT FINISH CARRYING ON EARTH, I’M HERE TO HELP THEM PAY THEIR DEBT.
THESE BIG TREES, SO MANY OF THEM, ARE GETTING READY TO BE MADE INTO ‘CROSSES’ OR TORTURES FOR THESE SOULS TO ENDURE.
I AM ALONE, MENTALLY, PSYCHOLOGICALLY, IN A GOOD PLACE TO MEET SOULS IN PURGATORY & I MEET TWO OF THEM.)
Here there are two men. One is in a semi-enclosed room, the other is just outside that room working, stooping on the ground doing something.
(THESE TWO MEN I MAKE CONTACT WITH, ONE IS CLEANER THAN THE OTHER. THE ONE INSIDE A ROOM IS SEMI-CONFINED, THE ONE STOOPING DOWN IS A CLUE HE MIGHT BE IN PRAYER, HUMBLE, AS IF KNEELING CLOSE TO THE GROUND, POSSIBLY PRAYING FOR HELP–& THAT WOULD BE WHY I COME ALONG.)
I engage the one outside the room, not because I’m attracted to him – not attracted to either one of these guys – just want someone to talk to. The one in the room I vaguely see a female behind him, she’s sort of ‘foggy’ to my sight.
I know they are both at a paid job & I’m lucky they can pay attention to me away from their work. If the boss was around he might take issue with me interfering, but he’s apparently not around.
(I’M SAYING THIS IS NOT ON THE HUMAN PLANE, ME LOOKING FOR HOTTIES, THIS IS ME WANTING TO CONNECT WITH SOULS FOR SPIRITUAL PURPOSES.
WHO IS THE BOSS THAT MIGHT STOP ME? IT’S SAYING THAT GOD IS NOT AROUND AS A ‘MEAN, TASK MASTER BOSS’, GOD HAS ABSENTED HIS/HER WRATH, SO TO SPEAK, FOR ME TO MINISTER TO THEM.
ALSO THE ONE IN THE ROOM SEEMS LIKE THE LADY BEHIND HIM COULD BE HOLY MARY OR ANOTHER SAINT. HE MIGHT HAVE PRAYED TO HER, SO SHE’S PRESENT TO HELP HIM. IT COULD ALSO BE HIS GUARDIAN ANGEL. GUARDIAN ANGELS STAY WITH US THROUGH OUR PURGATORY, SO I HEARD.)
After a while the one I’m talking to & I go away somewhere. We’re doing something & we return in about 20 minutes.
(TWENTY MINUTES IS AN AVERAGE TIME FOR MY MASS. SOMETIMES THEY ARE LESS, SOMETIMES I PRAY FOR HOURS. THIS WOULD BE CONNECTING THIS MAN WITH THE MASS—PERHAPS HE WAS ON HIS KNEES ASKING FOR A MASS.)
When we do so the one in the room – who is tall, thin, dark haired, gives a knowing look, even nods his head somehow to show he ASSUMES WE WENT AWAY TO HAVE SEX.
(HE ASSUMES WE WERE ‘HAVING SEX.’ THIS COULD BE TAKEN TWO WAYS. IN MY DREAMS HAVING SEX CAN BE THE GREATEST INTIMACY, WHERE DURING SEX, I GIVE SPIRITUAL LOVE OF THE HIGHEST KIND, & HE ASCENDS INTO HEAVEN. DID THIS SECOND SOUL RECOGNIZE THE INTIMACY & ACKNOWLEDGE IT, OR DID HE THINK IT WAS SOMETHING LOWER ?)
This is not true at all,
(THIS SEEMS TO SAY HE ASSUMED IT WAS OF A LOWER NATURE, BUT THE LOAF OF BREAD AGAINST THE MAN’S CHEST EXPLAINS IT IS SPIRITUAL.)
& the other guy returns with his arms full of a few things he got in stores – which explains our time away, not sex, doing some purchases. He sees to be holding for one thing, a long loaf of bread against his chest, like what they call ‘French’ or ‘Italian,’ those long ones like over a foot long, not very wide, white bread.
(THIS WHITE BREAD IS UNMISTAKABLY ‘EUCHARIST.’ I WENT AWAY WITH A SOUL OR TOOK HIM ‘AWAY OR ASIDE’ FOR GRACE – HE’S HOLDING THE EUCHARIST TO HIS CHEST WHICH MEANS HEART – HE RECEIVED THE GRACE.)
ANOTHER DREAM: xxxx CANNOT FATHOM WHY I’M AVOIDING HIM
There was a young man who went some place where I’m close by, & there’s a line of suitcases there, nice ones, in all colors including red, many, maybe thirty suitcases.
(THE SUITCASES ARE THE POSSIBLE REASONS I’M NOT SEEING HIM.)
He wants to get somewhere or ‘get at’ something & he takes each suitcase & throws it behind him, in an intense way, kind of frustrated. When he throws them backward they go like 15-20’, quite a throw. I especially note the bright red suitcase going backward. He’s almost mad, not quite. Reminds me somehow of ‘the mad hatter.’ Or a badger digging out a den intently, doesn’t want any interruptions from anyone, makes short work of any animal that disrupts his task.
(THIS SOUNDS LIKE xxxx TRYING TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF WHY I’M NOT SEEING HIM. HE’S FRUSTRATED & CAN’T GET IT.
I’VE BEEN DOING EXORCISMS EVERY DAY AGAINST HIS DEMONS – ONE OF THEM WAS ANGER. SO THIS IS SAYING HE ISN’T ANGRY, THAT DEMON IS GONE..
HE THROWS ASIDE ‘BAGGAGE.’ BAGGAGE IS NEGATIVES ONE CARRIES AROUND – THEIR BAD ACTIONS, TRAITS, SINS OR WHATEVER HOLDS THEM BACK.
HE’S GOING THROUGH EVERY ITEM TO FIGURE OUT WHAT WENT WRONG, INCLUDING THE RED SUITCASE MEANING PAIN OR SUFFERING.
{AGAIN, RED HAS MANY MEANINGS & HAS TO BE DISCERNED IN THE CONTEXT OF THE DREAM. IT CAN MEAN ‘STOP’ – IT CAN MEAN ‘I WAS RED WITH EMBARRASSMENT,’ BUT IN MOST OF MY DREAMS, THE RED IS BLOOD & STANDS FOR RECENT SUFFERINGS *OLD SUFFERINGS ARE PURPLE.*}
BUT HE CANNOT FIGURE OUT WHY I’M AVOIDING HIM.
I NOTICE THE RED SUITCASE BEING THROWN ASIDE IS HE DISMISSES THE PAIN HE GAVE ME– IN OTHER WORDS,
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“SHE COULD NOT BE IGNORING ME BECAUSE OF THE PAIN I GAVE HER.”
THAT MEANS HE THINKS IT WAS OK TO GIVE ME PAIN. AND BELIEVING THAT, HE CANNOT GET TO THE BOTTOM OF HIS DILEMMA. )
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GOD ENJOYS LIFE-SOUL ASCENDS
1-17-20-GOD ENJOYING LIFE-LEELA-&-A SOUL ASCENDS 1-16-20
This dream exemplifies what ‘Leela’ or ‘Lila’ is as a state of Yoga.
I am somewhere in the back yard someplace which has wide fields behind the house. Someone has brought in a motorcycle & I decide to ride it.
I get on it & away I go, fast, through the fields. It feels Heavenly, a smooth ride, not a care in the world, totally free & happy. The fields are hard, very little growth to interfere; the greenery is sparse.
I return to the precincts of the house & as I examine the motorcycle, it seems different parts of it are falling apart, not the engine – that part’s fine, but the parts of the handlebars & the seat, I have to fix & adjust, they are made of ‘ticky tacky,’ more like a child’s toy than an adult cycle.
I also notice then the puddles. They aren’t dirty, they’re clear, they’re shallow, but I ask someone is it ok for the motorcycle to get wet?
I also worried if I was authorized to take the cycle out, as it wasn’t mine, & I want to go out with it again, vaguely see that I do but these concerns are on my mind.
MEANING: This dream explains Leela, which you prayed for last night – how we experience God Consciousness when still on earth.
When you first use the motorcycle & dash away, you have no worries, fears or concerns on your mind. You’re seeing the big picture, the joy of the ride, which is having faith, hope & happiness.
But when a person falls down to the minutiae of life – the details of things not right, the worries & fears, they lose that big picture & their bliss or joy, then God isn’t in their consciousness.
You see all the worries, fears, like the puddles, do you have the right to use this thing? That ends joy & bliss.
1-16-20-A SOUL ASCENDS
In this dream I have a cardboard box open in front of me. To the right seems food wrapped up, but in the open box to the left is a parcel that makes me uncomfortable.
It’s round, covered in a sort of shiny silver material, it’s about 8” in diameter, the paper on it is folded behind it. The front has the Leaves of Victory—laurel leaves in green, a pic of a garland over the top & the bottom, with writing on it. I try to read the writing but can’t.
What makes me uncomfortable is I believe this parcel has the remains of a person inside – somehow condensed. I keep thinking, keep trying to read, keep thinking & being uncomfortable.
MEANING: A SOUL HAS ASCENDED! The food on the right is the way by which this soul ascended: The Holy Eucharist, the Food of the Body & Blood of Jesus & Mary, which you’ve been celebrating.
The way the body of the ascended soul is represented has two clues: First, the writing on it – you don’t know who it is, but the laurel leaves of victory tell you there’s been a major victory here. And silver to you has the meaning of permanence or ‘forever.’ Whoopee!
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2. Acts of war to be decided by those who fight it. He also suggests a limited referendum to determine if the war is to be fought. Eligible to vote would be those who risk death on the front lines.
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War Is A Racket <> Review by guest author Ajax the Great
Comments by Rasa Von Werder
WAR. It seems to be as old as time itself. And so many people seem to think it is inevitable. However, it turns out that is not really true. War is neither timeless nor inevitable. It has a beginning, and it has an end. The beginning was about 7000 years ago (with the advent of patriarchy), while the end will be coming very soon (with the inevitable fall of patriarchy and rise of Matriarchy in the not-too-distant future). And the end can’t come soon enough!
RASA SAYS: WELL SAID AJAX. THERE’S A GREAT REFERENCE BOOK WHICH EXPLAINS A LOT. IT IS ‘SEX AT DAWN’ BY CHRISTOPHER RYAN PhD & CACILDA JETHA, MD (A PSYCHIATRIST). SEE CHAPTER 13, ‘THE NEVER ENDING BATTLE OVER PREHISTORIC WAR (BRUTISH?)
Patriarchy inherently rewards aggression and violence, no doubt about that. And it messes with our heads so as to condition us to accept such violence as normal. And of course there is men’s tendency to think that war and scarcity are inevitable, which become self-fulfilling prophecies. Women, on the other hand, would tend to reject such backwards thinking if they were in charge. The late, great Buckminster Fuller said as much.
But there is also another reason why war is likely to occur under patriarchy, and that reason is discussed in depth by Major General Smedley Butler in his 1935 book, War Is A Racket. Put simply, war is indeed a racket that is designed to further enrich the already ultra-rich oligarchs. In other words, its genesis is none other than evil and powerful men who are willing to lie, cheat, steal, and kill for filthy lucre, and those sycophantic lackeys and ignorant masses who are brainwashed and duped to go along with it. And of course, we know that patriarchy itself inevitably leads to oligarchy in the first place due to its “might makes right” and “winner take all” paradigm (that is nowadays most often cleverly disguised by the persistent and utterly hollow myth of “meritocracy”).
Indeed, patriarchy itself be thought of as a gender war writ large, and the only way to end it once and for all–and all other wars that come from it–is for men to surrender to Women. It’s a war men have lost before the war even began, despite winning nearly every battle–men just don’t realize it yet.
RASA SAYS: SURRENDER TO WOMEN IS INEVITABLE. WE CREATED MEN IN THE FIRST PLACE THROUGH SPONTANEOUS SELF PREGNANCY, LIKE THE BL. VIRGIN, CALLED PARTENOGENESIS. THE MEN SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT FIRST BUT LATER ON THEY CHANGED FROM THEIR INTENDED PURPOSE TO BEING OUR SLAVE MASTERS.
“SEX AT DAWN” EXPLAINS HOW CONFLICT/WAR STARTED AFTER THE ADVENT OF AGRICULTURE & DOMESTICATION OF ANIMALS. RESOURCES WERE HOARDED, MEN BEGAN TO FIGHT OVER THEM. WOMEN’S STATUS DETERIORATED.
WE HAVE TO FLIP BACK TO WHAT WE WERE BEFORE THAT TIME, WHEN WOMEN RULED EVERYTHING. ONLY WOMEN BEING ON TOP CAN CHANGE THINGS, THERE IS NO MAN ON A WHITE HORSE. SOCIETY’S BEEN WAITING FOR THE GOOD GUYS TO TAKE OVER FOR 7,000 YEARS BUT IT’S NOT HAPPENED & NEVER WILL. IN THE NATURE OF MALES THE MOST RUTHLESS RISE TO THE TOP, THE GOOD GUYS ARE DOMINATED.
DR. BRYAN SYKES, LEADING GENETICIST, SAID THAT HUMAN MALES ARE A GENETIC EXPERIMENT THAT DID NOT WORK & THEREFORE NATURE IS REMOVING THEM BY EXTINCTION. HE PREDICTS 100,000 YEARS GIVE OR TAKE 25K.
That said, General Butler’s book is more about how the perennial racket of war actually works in practice, and how to smash it for good (as opposed to the why the oligarchy exists in the first place). But it goes a very long way towards explaining it, and he would be spinning in his grave if he were to see today’s massive, imperialistic war machine.
From the Wikipedia article:
In War Is a Racket, Butler points to a variety of examples, mostly from World War I, where industrialists, whose operations were subsidized by public funding, were able to generate substantial profits, making money from mass human suffering.
RASA SAYS: THIS IS FRIGHTENING. IT IS THE FACE OF SATAN. I WAS TAUGHT IN CATECHISM THAT WE CANNOT LOOK ON THE FACE OF SATAN BECAUSE TO SEE HIM WOULD MAKE US FAINT OR DIE. I AGREE. WE ARE LOOKING AT HIM IN WHAT MEN DO & FAINT.
The work is divided into five chapters:
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War is a racket
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Who makes the profits?
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Who pays the bills?
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How to smash this racket!
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To hell with war!
It contains this summary:
“War is a racket. It always has been. It is possibly the oldest, easily the most profitable, surely the most vicious. It is the only one international in scope. It is the only one in which the profits are reckoned in dollars and the losses in lives. A racket is best described, I believe, as something that is not what it seems to the majority of the people. Only a small ‘inside’ group knows what it is about. It is conducted for the benefit of the very few, at the expense of the very many. Out of war a few people make huge fortunes.”
Then he goes on to discuss who exactly profits from it and how. It turns out it is not just weapons manufacturers, but also the big banks and other businesses that directly or indirectly deal with it as well. In fact, the banksters are probably the biggest beneficiaries of war, since they lend money to finance it and then claw back so much in interest. And manufacturers of non-weapons goods also have a market to sell their wares to in the military. And of course, let’s not forget all the resources plundered from the other countries as “spoils of war”.
(And now we can add “defense contractors”, aka mercenary corporations, such as DynCorp, Blackwater, Halliburton, KBR, Raytheon, et al. to the list of war profiteers as well.)
War is, of course, a negative-sum game overall. It does not really create wealth on balance, it actually destroys more than it creates. But it certainly brings in a ludicrous amount of ill-gotten wealth in the form of profit, plunder, and usury for the oligarchy. As for the idea that it “stimulates the economy” in the short run, that is technically true, but as neo-Keynesian economist Dr. Paul Krugman has famously noted years ago, a faked alien invasion would be every bit as stimulating, but without all of the serious side effects such as countless deaths, injuries, PTSD, family breakdown, resource depletion, pollution, ecological damage, and property damage.
And guess who foots the bill for it all? You guessed it–the taxpayers. The oligarchs pull the wool over our eyes, while laughing all the way to the bank. But truly the biggest part of the bill is paid for in blood by the soldiers themselves.
RASA SAYS: 98% OF THE CASUALTIES, HOWEVER, ARE CIVILIANS.
And even for those who survive the horrors of war, it still takes its toll on them regardless, both physically and psychologically. And these soldiers generally hail not from the ranks of the wealthy, but rather from the poor and broader working class. Not much has changed in that regard today, it seems.
(Note that since the gold standard was abolished in 1971, our Monetarily Sovereign federal government does not actually need taxes to fund anything, since they can just “print” (create) the money now if they wanted. But since wars inherently chew through ludicrous amounts of non-monetary resources, all wars are thus inflationary regardless, so We the People still pay for it in the form of higher prices.)
And that’s to say nothing of the human toll of civilians in the other countries as well, who bear the brunt of it.
Then, General Butler discusses how to smash this evil racket once and for all. To summarize, the three steps are as follows: 1) Take the profit out of war, 2) Put it up to a vote (limited to those who would be eligible for the draft) as to whether or not a war should be declared, and 3) Limit our military forces to home defense purposes. Otherwise, nothing will stop the racket.
Again, as noted on Wikipedia:
In the booklet’s penultimate chapter, Butler recommended three steps to disrupt the war racket:
1. Making war unprofitable. Butler suggests that the means for war should be “conscripted” before those who would fight the war:
It can be smashed effectively only by taking the profit out of war. The only way to smash this racket is to conscript capital and industry and labour before the nation’s manhood can be conscripted. […] Let the officers and the directors and the high-powered executives of our armament factories and our steel companies and our munitions makers and our ship-builders and our airplane builders and the manufacturers of all other things that provide profit in war time as well as the bankers and the speculators, be conscripted — to get $30 a month [NOTE: that's $511/month in 2019 dollars], the same wage as the lads in the trenches get.
2. Acts of war to be decided by those who fight it. He also suggests a limited referendum to determine if the war is to be fought. Eligible to vote would be those who risk death on the front lines.
3. Limitation of militaries to self-defense. For the United States, Butler recommends that the Navy be limited, by law, to operating within 200 miles of the coastline, and the Army restricted to the territorial limits of the country, ensuring that war, if fought, can never be one of aggression.
RASA SAYS: INDEED THOSE ARE ALL GOOD IDEAS. BUT WHO WILL ENFORCE THEM? THE UN DOES NOTHING TO STOP WAR, IT’S THE SAME OLE’ PATRIARCHY. THEY DON’T EVEN SAVE WOMEN FROM HONOR KILLINGS. NO, SADLY OR JOYFULLY & LOGICALLY, THERE IS ONLY ONE SOLUTION & MOTHER GOD HAS DONE IT: THE EXTINCTION OF MEN.
Indeed, the time to end all of this insanity and evil is yesterday. So what do we do in the meantime while patriarchy still exists? Thus, inspired by Butler, I propose that a new law be passed that we call the War Pigs Act, named after both the ineffectual and toothless War Powers Resolution of 1973 and the 1970 Black Sabbath song “War Pigs”. The first part of the new law would put some teeth in the War Powers Act by closing the loopholes and holding the President liable for any consequences of a war that is not authorized by Congress and is not during a state of emergency caused by an attack on the USA. And absent a formal declaration of war by Congress, absolutely NO war may last beyond 90 days (60 days followed by a 30 day withdrawal), save for a temporary authorization of force that expires 90 days after the authorization passes or 180 days after the war began (if it began before the new law went into effect), whichever occurs first. After that, there must be a formal declaration of war, or the war must end. Period.
The second part of the law would implement some of General Butler’s recommendations from his book, taking into account that we currently have an all-volunteer military. Take the profit out of war, first of all. Use the tax code to do so. And for any war lasting beyond six months (which by definition would now require a formal declaration of war), require an annual limited plebiscite of all citizens that would be eligible for military service. Make it a non-secret ballot such that those who vote “yes” would be drafted if we run out of volunteers, followed by those who abstain from the vote if necessary. Those who vote “no” would be exempt from any such draft. A kind of “consensual conscription”, if you will. We would all have skin in the game. Women would be included as well, but before they draft the very first Woman, we should draft men in their 40s and 50s first. That’s the demographic group who starts the wars but rarely fights them. It’s only fair, right fellas? Watch as war becomes a thing of the past, at least for the stupid ones and decade(s) long quagmires like Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan, etc.
(It would also be a good idea to do like the Iroquois once did: give Women elders the power to VETO any decision to go to war. That alone would prevent essentially all wars that are not waged in strict and absolute defense of the homeland.)
For the record, I am personally 100% against the draft on principle. Unless absolutely necessary, I view it as a form of slavery and involuntary servitude, and if there were ever such a thing as a truly just war (as per St. Augustine’s Just War Theory criteria), which is about as rare as a unicorn, conscription would be unnecessary, since volunteers would be plentiful. And today’s technology further makes it largely obsolete to raise such large numbers of boots on the ground. But since nuance, gray areas, and exceptions that prove every rule do in fact exist in the real world (see WWII and the American Civil War, for example), I will note that if we ever must have a draft, only those who voted yes (or chose not to vote) for such a war should be drafted.
General Butler was a true American hero and patriot. After his distinguished career in the United States Marine Corps including during WWI (during and after which he eventually found out just how much of a racket it really was), he later quashed an attempted Wall Street fascist coup against FDR’s government in 1933-1934. Yes, there really was a plot by the Rockefellers, Mellon Bank, Standard Oil, General Motors, Goodyear, US Steel, and many others (including pro-Nazi forces!) to overthrow the federal government and install their own fascist dictatorship do their bidding, complete with concentration camps for, in their own words, “Jews and other undesirables”. And the money for the plot bankrolled by the big banks/corporations was funneled through Prescott Bush’s companies (yes, THAT Bush, who also did business with the Nazis as well). They all thought they could use Butler for the plot and he pretended to play along at first, only to foil their plot by telling Congress about it just before it went ahead. He literally saved America from falling to full-blown fascism, in other words. He was indeed history’s original whistleblower, and then in 1935, he wrote his magnum opus, which unfortunately fell on deaf ears the world over.
As General Butler famously said,
“TO HELL WITH WAR!”
“Either war is obsolete, or man is.”
– Buckminster Fuller
“War, what is it good for? Absolutely NOTHING!”
– Edwin Starr
“Come the war, come the avarice, come the war, come hell…Come attrition, come the reek of bones, come attrition, come hell…This is why, why we fight, why we lie awake…And this is why, this is why we fight…”
– The Decemberists
“Now the labor leader’s screaming when they close the missile plant, United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore. Call it peace or call it treason, call it love or call it reason, but I ain’t marching anymore.”
– Phil Ochs
“I declare the war is over, it’s over, it’s over…”
– Phil Ochs
“But the hardest thing I’ll ask you, if you would only try, is take your children by their hands and look into their eyes. And there you’ll see the answer you should have seen before. If we win the wars at home, there’ll be no fighting anymore”
– Phil Ochs
RASA SAYS: THANK YOU AJAX THE GREAT FOR THIS SPLENDID REVIEW OF A SUPERB BOOK.
WOMAN – THOU ART GOD. WITHIN YOU ARE ALL THE POWERS OF GOD & YOU HAVE THE NATURE TO NURTURE & LOVE. IT WILL BE UP TO YOU TO CHANGE THE WORLD – NOT MEN – THEY ARE INCAPABLE—EVEN THE GREATEST MEN WHO EVER LIVED COULD NOT STOP PATRIARCHY. WE ARE THE MOTHERS, THEY MERE CHILDREN WITH BRAINS WHOSE FRONTAL LOBES ARE ASLEEP. THEY CANNOT LEAD, THEY CANNOT CHANGE. MOTHER GOD IS DEALING WITH THIS DILEMMA, & WE ARE HER AGENTS & HER INSTRUMENTS. LET US BEGIN.
To be continued from Ajax the Great
& Rasa Von Werder 12-14-19
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The New Religion, for women only
Woman Thou Art God
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MALES OPPOSE HUMAN RIGHTS -
THEIR CONTROL OF A SOCIETY BRINGS MISERY & DEATH. WORST ARE MUSLIM COUNTRIES. WE HAVE TO HAVE AN UNDERGROUND RAILROAD FOR GETTING WOMEN OUT OF THERE.
Just saw a brilliant documentary on Afghanistan. Twenty five years ago they were forward & progressive. Women had no sexual repression – they were encouraged to wear mini skirts, go out drinking, meet men, have fun. This showed pictures of the women – beautiful – wearing gorgeous modern clothes. They worked in all areas of life – went to school, had no restrictions in personal lives, education or jobs.
But now this says everything has reverted to the bad old days, before twenty five years ago – the prior freedom has been forgotten or ignored. The law, on paper (recently), gives women equal rights. But the culture, in the streets, is an ancient theocracy where women are killed, by their own father (even with the totally ‘progressive’ family who sponsored the documentary crew-a mom, dad & daughter) if they shame/dishonor the family. (And what constitutes shaming the family?–Having a boyfriend even if they are not doing sex, walking on the street with her face uncovered, or in some cases going to school or working.) This is it:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iL0ApVOSFuk
The young (looks twenty) interviewer (honey blonde hair to her waist, was constantly reminded by her hostess to cover her hair–later had to wear a burqa, which is a sheet covering the entire body with a bad net over the eyes & nose–she stepped in horse shit, couldn’t see, was afraid to step in front of a car, got a headache, felt faint–the burqa made her physically ill. She put a camera inside it & really you had about half your vision blocked off. Why couldn’t they just make a net, I thought, that you could see through? This net was thick, like strands an 1/8th of an inch thick.)
Her hostess was from a progressive family. She got educated, got a doctor degree & now works for ‘doctors without borders’ for 1k a month – a huge amount for an Afghan. With this money she helps her family (three sisters, a brother & parents) & for this she is ‘treated with the status of a man.’
But she can’t have a ‘personal life.’ She fell in love with a guy from Kabul – he agreed to her freedom, she could work & not wear the burqa (btw today by law they do not have to wear it, but most women do because of severe reprisals from society, family. She is labeled ‘suspicious’ if she shows herself without cover.)
Ms Doctor had a man she loved who promised her she could keep her freedom. But her Mom said to her,
“If you go with this man, before you do, put a little poison in food for myself & your Dad, & you will be free.”
When Doc insisted, Mom got a hypertension episode, had to be taken to the doctor & there was the threat of her getting a heart attack. Ms Doc had to drop the man, cried for three days. What was the Mom’s objection?
“In Kabul it will not be like he says it is. If you are free, it will get back to the family & shame us.”
The sisters – all women – are desperate for normal freedom, to walk the street & shop with their faces bare so they can see. This is forbidden–By men of course. And boys – little kids – begin enforcing this with little girls. Girls ten years old were asked to show their wedding party outfits – the 10-12 yr old boys stood in the way saying no – no, no.
The eighteen-year old brother of the three sisters said if he had his way, none of them would get an education or walk bare faced ever. (There are situations where the hostess & interviewer went places bare faced, – seeing officials she interviewed, a female head of government, a female professor in a college & a male chief of police – they did not wear burqas for that. But shopping in the city they did.
The 18-yr old brother squirt said that the sister who became a doctor, he had been too young to intervene – he was sorry she went to school & became a doctor & now works.
The men often promise freedom while they’re preparing for marriage, (although there are few meetings alone, if any,) but later they take it back. In this special, ‘progressive’ family one female is allowed to see her fiancé alone (they did not explain under what conditions, like were they completely alone or chaperoned from a distance.) But as soon as they get engaged or even worse married, they ‘change their minds’ & she is NO LONGER ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE, WITHOUT HIS PERMISSION – NO SCHOOL, NO WORK. (American negro slaves were also not permitted schooling except to learn to be servants, & obey Massah like the bible said. They were permitted to work from morning to night – but no pay. In England, servants were not permitted literacy up until when? Early 1900′s perhaps. Education brings people up, it empowers them: knowledge is power.)
What this ‘culture’ is– pure & simple, is male control of women, suspension of their human rights, males as masters, women as slaves. The males who promise they will not enforce this ‘culture’ on women after they marry reneges on the promise. If a female or even her SISTER wants to go on a trip – the man threatens divorce.
Sure, it’s more convenient for them to have a slave than an equal. Sure, you have to get my permission to leave the house. Good for the man, who cares how she feels? Sure, you cover yourself head to toe so no man can see you, you can’t then attract any man. Sure, you aren’t allowed to go to school where you might meet people & God forbid know more than me, sure, you can’t work where again you’ll meet people, meet men, will earn money you could hide & escape from me. You must stay barefoot & pregnant, a little slave under my feet, completely at my mercy & if you do anything against me I can kill you with impunity – just like a slave – the law in these Muslim countries never rules against men, only women.
Speaking of which, to divorce his wife a man only has to say three times ‘I divorce you,’ but a woman has to go through rigmarole in court to get a divorce.
One female here, a woman with four children had this complaint – her husband brought other men into the house to have sex with her for money. In other words, he was a pimp forcing her into prostitution. The judge granted her a divorce, but he would not pay her the divorce fee. He also wanted one of the children to live with him – probably intending to pimp them out. The judge did not permit this until the child got older – they were all under nine years old. How could a judge grant a child this sleazebag? Isn’t the child in danger? Of course it is, but men are God’s here, they can do no wrong even when they kill.
How can you argue with a society that allows men to kill with impunity – for shaming them? Of course it is illegal, but do they enforce it? Is the man arrested, jailed, condemned to death or life? No, I’ve never heard of a man being punished in these countries for brutalizing or killing women or children. This is Patriarchy at its worst – the way it used to be before feminism. No wonder Mother God is MAKING MEN EXTINCT – how can women fight against this, because the fight itself invites murder.
They were discussing, with the siblings, if they could march in the street protesting. They said no, no way – it would shame the family – & you know what that means.
I felt such pity for the Doctor Lady. She was condemned, without a husband, to live forever with her family. She would never have a husband, children, a life of love, unless of course she quit being a doctor, married one of these monsters & agreed to serfdom.
Here women gain all their ‘status’ & ‘identity’ through their husband & children, without this they are considered FAILURES & REJECTS like unwanted trash – not good enough for a man (haha, not good enough for a scumbag.) And even if she earned the money she does, SHE CANNOT LIVE ALONE. This was not discussed or explained, but I guess a woman living alone is also ‘a prostitute’. Males would probably break into her home, gang rape her, murder her & walk away righteously.
This is what males are like – this is ‘male culture’ – Patriarchy. Not all males are evil, so I am told, so I believe but they ‘good guys’ are swept along with the worst of them to enforce these rules against women. They might not be the rapist, but they will stand on the side & let them get raped. They are not like Jesus who INTERVENED at the stoning of the adulteress, using His God Power to figure out how to save her.
Who could ever have thought of such a thing? He said,
“He who is without sin, cast the first stone.”
Then he wrote in the sand. Each man who came by to look, he traced out their secret sin or sins, each dropped his stone in fear & slinked away. Soon there were no men, & Jesus said,
“Woman, where are your accusers?”
And he told her to
“Go & sin no more.”
I always wondered, if she was caught in adultery “in the very act’ – where was the man? He was in Saudi Arabia, Afghanistan, Iraq or any Muslim country with Sharia law. These monsters & their monstrous ‘cultures’ existed in the ancient times & still today, & what can we do about it? The women CANNOT PROTEST. To protest even slightly means PUNISHMENT: at the very least ostracism, but likely prison or even assassination.
In Saudi Arabia King Abdulla, worth untold billions from oil, has imprisoned his four daughters (they are movie-star gorgeous, their Mom was) by his second wife. The wife has fled & is living in England, but the daughters stay all alone, in a crumbling villa padlocked from outside, without servants or amenities, & in interviews they say they are being STARVED TO DEATH. What was their transgression? They SPOKE OUT FOR WOMEN’S RIGHTS.
And their old Dad said there will be no respite when he’s gone – their brothers (one of whom is the Crown Prince) will continue the imprisonment & abuse.
These women can’t win no matter what they do – it’s too oppressive.
It’s like the slaves in America say 1800 – Simon Legree & his brother. They march up the plantation walk. They protest in the local paper. What do they get? Beatings, maybe murder. Children taken away, whipped, spouses raped, removed. Anything is better; any imprisonment when you are 2/3rds human, not a genuine person, your master can do anything to you & with you. Only outsiders can help – which they did. Abe Lincoln said Harriet Beecher Stowe’s account of slavery, ‘Uncle Tom’s Cabin’, is what started the Civil War.
Now woman – you are God. What can you do to help? I suggest an UNDERGROUND RAILROAD – get these women out of there.
Small numbers of females have escaped these countries – eighty to Australia – it took money, planning & huge risks. Some didn’t make it. One was detained at an airport – her relatives arrived. The airline cooperated with the relatives. They gagged her, masking tape over her mouth, hands & feet, tied her up in a wheel chair, threw blankets over her as she tried to scream, & hauled her onto a plane to go back to where most likely she’d be killed. The airline knew it, too, – why did they cooperate? This is on You Tube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_NppxAt_cY&t=1168s
