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The truth is whatever they decide it is and we already have chaos. The answer will be to control the narrative and attempt to twist reality into a form which is more palatable. Eventually this pragmatism will run into a brick wall as it meets a contradictory twisted narrative hurtling towards it from the other direction. Once these social manipulators are seen to be ignoring reality then it is never long before those with poor morals will begin to see it as a free for all. If reality isn't a boundary then there isn't really any boundaries so let's all just do whatever we want. If jihadhism isn't a product of religion, then let's carry on supporting that religion and calling it peaceful. The West has become so convinced of its omnipotentence by narrative control that it is blind to external aggression. The West pretends flag waving, political consensus and tough talk is effective action. It's deluded and weak. Reality will run us down before we wake up from this self imposed dream state.

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Are we going to fall back into the old solipsism debate. Or, the whole universe is one giant Buddha mind. Or, another choice would be that all phenomena are part of the Buddha's dream? My point is that even calling it Buddha mind is an objectification which is an error. These arguments are very boring!

Quote from a seer "True happiness doesn't come from having a successful dream. True happiness comes from waking up from the dream."

You're right. But but the problem is that in the "non-spiritual" practice of LD, things are often taken lightly, as an entertainement. Still dream pratices are considered a spiritual practices, and powerfull ones in many traditions, it is something powerfull, a way to contact the spirit world, and indulging too much in it without respect or precaution is tricky. LD is normal, yes. But everything that happens during any practice is normal. Human beings have this latent potential. Consiously and systematically cultivating it is another thing. As for the minimum risk of leaving the body: I noticed that some tech given to achive LD involved entering the dream by "leaving the body", and starting the dream from the room your are sleeping in. That, I think, is visualizing oneself doing that, not doing it effectively. But as you trained yourself to aim for this situation... is there not a risk that one entered an unwanted and unmastered astral travel ?

I am about to finish chapter 11 of 鹿鼎記 . I enjoyed myself very much to this point. It is estimated 1,230 k chinese characters are in this book subdivided into 50 chapters. Or that I have read 200k of chinese characters in a form so much better that rote learning. This saga will be coming to a temporary hiatus soon. I have planned to travel to Spain for 2 months or so prior to South America and Belize to check if yuan feng will make my retirement place somewhere there. I need to see if I can get a bit into Spainish language firs. So I am thinking of reading Don Quixote in Spanish the way I done so in Chinese. Prior to that I really must update my Livejournal as to that episode in Nepal. Also as a memorial to many of the Nepali friends who seemed to have disappeared. And to show case my photos of Khatmandu and places which do not exist anymore. And also that chapter of life in Riyadh , Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. Al that must be done before I leave for Spain likely early Feb this year. In the meanwhile, I had mentioned of Or get Chinese sex stories if you inclined to those. Even be a class above by reading Ching Ping Mei 金瓶梅 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jin_Ping_Mei May your joy for lust propel you deeper into the Chinese world. 金瓶梅 Jin Ping Mei From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia Jin Ping Mei (Chinese: 金瓶梅; pinyin: Jīn Píng Méi) — translated into English as The Plum in the Golden Vase or The Golden Lotus — is a Chinese naturalistic novel composed in vernacular Chinese during the lateMing Dynasty (1368–1644). The anonymous author took the pseudonym Lanling Xiaoxiao Sheng (蘭陵笑笑生), "The Scoffing Scholar of Lanling,"[1] and his identity is otherwise unknown (the only clue being that he hailed from Lanling in present-day Shandong).[2] The novel circulated in manuscript as early as 1596, and may have undergone revision up to its first printed version in 1610. The most widely read version, edited and published with commentaries by Zhang Zhupo in 1695, unfortunately accepted the deletion and rewriting of many passages.[3] The graphically explicit depiction of sexuality garnered the novel a notoriety in China akin to Fanny Hill and Lolita in English literature, but critics such as the translator David Tod Roy see a firm society structure which exacts retribution for the sexual libertinism of the central characters.[4] Jin Ping Mei takes its name from the three central female characters — Pan Jinlian (潘金蓮, whose given name means "Golden Lotus"); Li Ping'er (李瓶兒, given name literally means, "Little Vase"), a concubine of Ximen Qing; and Pang Chunmei (龐春梅, "Spring plum blossoms"), a young maid who rose to power within the family.[2] Chinese critics see each of the three Chinese characters in its title as symbolizing an aspect of human nature, such as mei (梅), plum blossoms, is metaphoric for sexuality. Princeton University Press, in describing the Roy translation, calls the novel "a landmark in the development of the narrative art form – not only from a specifically Chinese perspective but in a world-historical context...noted for its surprisingly modern technique" and "with the possible exception of The Tale of Genji (c. 1010) and Don Quixote (1605, 1615), there is no earlier work of prose fiction of equal sophistication in world literature."[5] Plot Chapter 4 illustration of Jing Ping Mei. Jin Ping Mei is framed as a spin-off from Water Margin. The beginning chapter is based on an episode in which "Tiger Slayer" Wu Song avenges the murder of his older brother by brutally killing his brother's former wife and murderer, Pan Jinlian. The story, ostensibly set during the years 1111–27 (during the Northern Song Dynasty), centers on Ximen Qing (西門慶), a corrupt social climber and lustful merchant who is wealthy enough to marry six wives and concubines. After secretly murdering Pan Jinlian's husband, Ximen Qing takes her as one of his wives. The story follows the domestic sexual struggles of the women within his household as they clamor for prestige and influence amidst the gradual decline of the Ximen clan. In Water Margin, Ximen Qing was brutally killed in broad daylight by Wu Song; in Jin Ping Mei, Ximen Qing in the end dies from an overdose of aphrodisiacs administered by Jinlian in order to keep him aroused. The intervening sections, however, differ in almost every way from Water Margin.[6] In the course of the novel, Ximen has 19 sexual partners, including his 6 wives and mistresses. There are 72 detailed sexual episodes.[7] Ximen and Golden Lotus, illustration from 17th-century Chinese edition For centuries identified as pornographic and officially banned most of the time, the book has nevertheless been read surreptitiously by many of the educated class. The early Qing dynasty critic Zhang Zhupo remarked that those who regard Jin Ping Mei as pornographic "read only the pornographic passages."[8] The influential author Lu Xun, writing in the 1920s, called it "the most famous of the novels of manners" of the Ming dynasty, and reported the opinion of the Ming dynasty critic, Yuan Hongdao, that it was "a classic second only to Shui Hu Zhuan." He added that the novel is "in effect a condemnation of the whole ruling class."[9] The American scholar and literary critic Andrew H. Plaks ranks Jin Ping Mei as one of the "Four Masterworks of the Ming Novel" along with Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, and Journey to the West, which collectively constitute a technical breakthrough and reflect new cultural values and intellectual concerns.[10] The story contains a surprising number of descriptions of sexual objects and coital techniques that would be considered fetish today, as well as a large amount of bawdy jokes and oblique but still titillating sexual euphemisms. Some critics have argued that the highly sexual descriptions are essential, and have exerted what has been termed a "liberating" influence on other Chinese novels that deal with sexuality, most notably the Dream of the Red Chamber. David Roy, the novel's most recent translator, sees an "uncompromising moral vision," which he associates with the philosophy of Xunzi, who held that human nature is evil and can be redeemed only through moral transformation.[8] Since is is very unlikely that anyone reading this note will start on that book in Chinese, I thought I still try my bit to make the horses drink after I brought and dragged them to the water trough. Here is a very good movie of that in youtube. Never mind the english translation of the title which is useless as most English translation of Chinese. You see the movie title in Chinese is 金瓶梅 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8cUNwKQiD4 You will get the chinese characters as subtitles with no English to distract you. You see the different beauties and the glory of a chinese whore house in all splendour of Song Dynasty. Do try to focus on the chinese characters and not be too distracted by our hero as he frolic about with his hands and other things and seducing to the right and fornicating to the left with girls and nuns. As much as you enjoy the movie, do remember the written book always will be much more powerful than any movies attempted of books. What the book can paint into your mind will be even more than what the movie will print into your eyeballs. Idiotic Taoist about to say adios to this saga into Chinese language

No, you dont get it ! As I am not saying that. I can tell you want a lot more than that, I think this is just reactionary . I dont get how that statement and the vid clip go together So, revert to hopelessness and blame it on me, because I point out you have misused Rumi ? DB , Rumi is sending you an important message, look for a different meaning in it. It is actually pretty clear what he is saying. Why do you feel a need to get me an over the top possession that I could not use anyway ? Of course I wasnt serious about you getting me an AeroMobile 3.0 for Xmas ! Would you not rather use that money for good, maybe help someone instead, starving children , the homeless, etc ? That applies to a lot of us, I doubt no one is free of some area in their life where their understanding of certain things is messed up. Nope ! That guy in your Vid didnt give up and stop trying did he ? I already have explained it to you, its in the posts between us . Basically two things ; 1. Get your elemental hierarchy sorted out: Fire; your vision, inspiration , aspiration, 'True Will', individuation ( and , as I said, you need to develop your individuation more ! ). Water; Your inner world, subconscious, feelings, emotions, empathies. How do you 'feel' deep down about what comes from your fire, any specific aim or plan. Run it through the unconscious, sleep and dream on it . Air; Analyse it , use your intellect and brain power, does it make 'sense' , is it logical . Work out practical ways to bring your plan into action and manifestation. Earth; DO something about , take the step, study the above, look up and learn about concepts in the above you dont understand, jo on the journey, throw yourself in the river ... bring all 3 above into harmony and act on them. 2; Ask for what you need , not what you think you want. And ..... .... be grateful for what you do have, give constant thanks and appreciation (this doesnt mean that you accept that 'it doesnt get any better than this' ) . Bark and wag your tail ! * IF what you ask, you perceive comes from God, live in and appreciate God. If what you ask, you perceive comes from 'Mother nature' , live in, be aware of her gifts, give thanks and appreciation to nature .... make offerings . Does none of this sound familiar ? We have talked about it before. * " A dog, without reason or comprehension, when hungry, comes up to you and wags its tail as if to say, “Give me food. I am hungry by the sight of that food you have. Please give me some.” A dog knows that much. Are you less than a dog? The dog is not content to sleep in ashes and say, “If he wants to he will throw me some food,” but begs and wags its tail. So should you wag your tail and beg of God, for in the presence of such a Giver, to ask is the expression of a wonderful desire. If you lack good fortune, ask from One who is not stingy " Rumi - Discourse 45.

In any tradition I've read about spirit travel is considered quite a tricky thing, and you need someone to guide and protect you to do this. Shamans have alliances with helper spirits, and human assistants (there are two Ren in the Wu character, right ?). Tibetan dream yoga needs Guru Yoga and asking for protection from the Dakini, etc...

A seer true, To spy on you For from heaven's eye, Thou cannot hide. The merchant you paid dear, To supply an army unsettled. The uncanny dream born into Seed in your strategician's mind. Fear not my friend, for your Cause is just - in time Dreams will converge to Unite those who trust.

In good Winter Solstice form I slept about 14 hours and had potent dreams. Tonight will be multiple stillness sessions and then some more dream work. Happy Solstice fellow oneironauts!

Dream on, Stosh Tzu. Your men are poorly trained? Ha! Mine can break a brick without touching it! Except for the ones I use as a bait, those are expendable, of course.

Hi there, http://www.bahaistudies.net/asma/the_secret_of_the_golden_flower.pdf This is a good document because it contains Jung's fascinating preface the to Wilhem's translation. This explains a lot about how Jung understood the text and gives great insight into Jung's own psychology. Jung's eulogy to Wilhelm is included as an appendix. As It was a eulogy, he isn't being fully open about his views on Wilhem and is he is more candid in his own autobiography: Memories, Dream and Reflections. The relevant passage is: Another must read on this subject is Jung's preface to Wilhelm's I Ching, where he explains the I Ching operating through synchronicity...so the hexagram is the appearance of a psychically meaningful moment in the flow of reality. Link here: http://www.iging.com/intro/foreword.htm

I am going to skip a whole bunch here because I don't want to write a novel and nobody would want to read it. But to come pretty near the present few years and start there, I was once horrified at the insight-epiphany that I could not possibly exist. I could not be real. I had spent a great deal of time coming to better understand my body, and my energy body, and my Aeons, and then one day realized there was nothing left. If they were all-that, then what was I? There is no part of me that is not a ton of other intelligences also. Where was the place for something to be "me" and not someone- something- else? In response, I was shown (internally) that my nature (as a human) simply wasn't what I expected. At all. And that wasn't new, nothing had changed, I'd just been oblivious. That "I" was an "emergent property" of all the intelligence that made up the body (dominantly the Aeons and Chakras as they are the main of it in terms of its next-largest-identities, but of course they have their own composition and so on). I existed solely for the 'executive decision' role and as part of my job, whatever energy of the conglomerate I chose to have "in focus" was "my experience" -- the idea being that I would be getting feedback from perceived-reality and could adjust as needed. One of my jobs is to find ways to include all the energy that needs outlet and development and help bring harmony to the many components of self. I saw that I have been chronically biased in favoring some energy over or under others, not for good reason, just for my own limitations and habits, and it has affected all of us. If I think I am bad at something (or good at it), afraid of something (or not), all those are over-attachment, over-identification with the energies inside -- I am merely experiencing what I choose to identify with. The opposite and other variants probably exist inside me too if I just choose them. In short, I only have ONE JOB - to make good decisions. Everything else is technically someone else's job, it's merely that I am sharing their experience of it. But it's very distressing to realize there is no 'me.' And the more these sorts of realizations come about, the more some of them are along the lines of, "Everything is energy. Everything is symbol." Which is to say, everything is equal in that regard. "Identity is an arbitrary collection of consciousness assigned a title." Awareness is omnipresent. Everything beyond that is basically an emergent property of some kind. (Although unlike the English meaning of that term, there -is- actually continued interaction between what emerges and from what it emerges). As for demons... or 'daemons' as 'messengers'... from Hebrew and Greek and Plato and what meaning that seemed to end up with I guess (I am no expert on anything written, but wiki told me that once)... I give the example that once upon a time when people were sick, it was thought they had teeny tiny demons in the blood. Later science dismissed that and eventually evolved to the point of discovering that there were virii in the blood. This eventually evolved to realizing that basically all such things are "information." Messages carried by certain kinds of cells which often contained all kinds of things, even shreds of dna. So, daemons! So it turns out when people are sick, they have teeny tiny little daemons in their blood. We've come a long way. :-) I consider everything manifest to be manifested-awareness. Things like self-awareness, let alone autonomy, are far down the line of emergent property from that, but I don't really know how far or why. I've had an experience with an entire 'world' of people that when I was done, my awareness-perspective shifted, and it turned out they were a collection of dehydrating cells in my lower side of torso and I was the "god" they were praying to for help, for rain. (That was 21 years ago and to this day I am kinda blown away by the impact of that experience. I was wide awake and sitting at my computer when the vision happened.) And I've had some debates with my Aeons such as about what white blood cells might be "doing" if they weren't busy falling on their swords to clean up after my lousy eating for example... because from my perspective that's why they exist but apparently there's more to it. (Also I've found that when your perspective shifts to that size and situation, they are like rescue soldiers. Once they were saving me, carrying these things out flying past and I was waving and saying "thank you!" when I realized they were all going to DIE as they took them out for me. Then I started crying because they were my heroes and I didn't want them to die. LOL -- really, perspective is everything!) Anyway my point is that the body itself is divine by design and AMAZING in so many ways, so many layers of amazing we are oblivious to, and this covers a heck of a lot more than merely the digestive colonies' bacteria. I've no idea what degree of identity those have individually but as a system, basic food and drug addictions make it obvious that the body can be 'triggered' -- whether that in the brain or the gut or, more likely, the entire nervous system "is" the brain by extension so it doesn't matter -- into a sudden craving for certain things. I was once in a lucid dream with part of my groupsoul and got ensnared by "the taste of strawberry" (like jam-preserves) and my mate had to literally drag me out, I was so weak to it -- there are some layers of perception where everything is equally real even things like tastes. Boy coffee and chocolate must be monsters lol. With gut bacteria though I definitely think it becomes like that native american saying about the wolf you choose to feed. If I don't feed my gut anything with gluten/glutin for some time, I have zero urge to eat anything with them. In fact once I got all this stuff that was normally gluten stuff -- pizza crust, cookies, cakes, pancakes, everything, that was GF -- and consciously I cannot taste the diff, they taste just fine -- and it sat on the far edge of the counter for 2 years until I tossed it because I had no interest in eating it the moment I'd had one iteration and my body realized it had no gluten. My whole life was driven by the drive to ingest gluten and I never knew it. I could barely make myself eat at all once I got rid of that driver. I had to be hungry and couldn't even remember when I truly had been last, my hunger signals were trashed by decades of low-level addiction that drove everything (which I think most our culture has and is oblivious to. And it's in nearly everything now, so pervasive and difficult to avoid). I can eat one thing with wheat -- sometimes I don't even know it contains it -- and very shortly I know because my entire body is craving it. There's even a predictable cycle of response it'll go through for days, with the various foods that it will crave, and if I won't eat them, eventually cycling in to other foods that merely have "some" gluten, and so on. It will try and fool me, like make me think I really want pesto, when it knows I am unlikely to eat it without pasta for example. I am not fooled anymore. I know that most my body is horribly injured by my response to those proteins (though this didn't happen until my mid-late 30s. I never had allergies, asthma, odd rashes, mild arthritis, acid reflux, or other issues from G until then. Of course docs told me it was just the trees and these things fall out of the sky on you for no reason. Leaky gut had finally just hit critical mass point with me, is all). When I stopped eating ALL G entirely for a few weeks (for a totally unrelated just-by-chance reason - I had no idea!) it was like a medical miracle. Which for reasons not clear to me made my specialist angry, not happy. You'd think I'd told him the tooth fairy cured me or something. Anyway... So I know that the gut definitely is manifesting enough intelligence to be predictable even, but I don't know on what level it's doing this. I suspect that every major part of the body has this, though, and normally it's seamless. We think it's all "us." When really none of it's us because there is no me. So to speak.

Karl, I've been following your conversation with Des and for me it still boils down to this distinction between rational living (which we can call the head) and following the heart. You said: This is nothing more than a belief. It is quite easy to look at our lives and notice that, at a conservative estimate, 99.99999% of our lives are totally unplanned. I've been awake only an hour and there hve already been a near comstant stream of unplanned, but significant events. Even when we do actively plan, things can turn out very different. This planning really is not as big a thing as you make it. When we accept this we definitely relax, into the moment. We go with the flow, literally. We have a certain trust that we are equipped to meet all that will come our way, by using skills and insights that are radically unique to that moment. It is not rational, predicate based living. This moment's axiom is the next moment's fallacy. When we aren't trying to orchestrate our lives, which is all about trying to repeat what has been best about the past in the future, we stop using the intellect as our guide. It is our heart that steps onto centre-stage. We do what what we want to do, what inspires love and attention in us. To begin with, our heart's desires are still quite distant outcomes...like the far off dream of the entrepreneur. But as we bcome more adept, we find that are very lives reflect our hearts desires more and more. Our lives become filled with what we love and we feel love. Living by the heart is now a here and now thing. Our present moment is loved, and it is enough. I've called this thread the science of the awakened, but the key methodology is trust. It is trust that our hearts are a reliable guide to universal truths. It is the trust that by following the heart we will no longer need to feel the sense of lack that is the driving force behind all intellectual search.

Sky serpent here is black as there are sooo many stars (in the desert) that they mass together and the dark shapes are picked out. Wallenganda is a black snake but also a river running through the sky, the stars either side are her children's campfires camped along the river. Wallenganda spat 'water' down on to Ungud the earth serpent, he took it underground, under Uluru and gathered it together, curled up in it and had a dream from which creation sprung forth. Here is a more trad version

Red Cairo, Your vivid description of reptilians reminded me of a dream I once had. I saw myself as a child, hiding from several intelligent reptiloids. Their skin was almost black, They walked on two legs like Velociraptors, and their way of moving was very gracious and very reptilian-like, just impossible to describe. Some material transmitted by channellers has it that such beings originate from Draco constellation - something I find interesting at least in the way of Archetypal psychology which has a lot to say on the meaning of dragons and reptilians for the human psyche. That has got to do with the oldest part of our brain being the "reptilian brain" and the snake representing the original energy (Kundalini) in the Indian system, its role in the Genesis etc. The North Pole of the ecliptic/zodiac (which Earth's polar axes precesses around once in the course of a 'Platonic year' of 26.000 years duration) coincides with Draco - more precisely with NGC 6543, the Cat's Eye Nebula.

OK, as the below mentioned personal experiences. I have had a few experiences with what might translate to 'reptilians.' This has no feedback in the external world, nothing decent anyway, so be skeptical, to say the least. :-) There are a few different experiences that touch on 'reptile' energy for me and they are all completely different. 1. I once found myself in a dream in a place where the powerful devics told me I was in "The Naga Caves." At the time I had not heard of this or had no recall of it if I had. I googled it the next morning on awakening. They were kinda like big snakes, living in an underground cave, and it was very dank. These are what some might call fey or nature spirits, but like many things of this type, they actually come across as gods-little-g except the 'range' of that varies. These were powerful but not a huge deal. They were kind to me. I don't remember much else. 2. Twice I have met an identity I call River of Sky. It is apparently what at least some of the ancient asian art is based upon. It is the energy of water, with the dynamic of fire, riding air. It's freaking huge, like 2-3 miles long. It doesn't have feathers, flames or clouds like the art -- but the shimmering of the air against the surface of it creates a great visual effect that kinda looks like all three in a way. The head is huge and oddly flat when it looks straight out -- like a shield -- terrifying to look at directly, not in a bad way, just in a powerful way. Its body is constantly in motion, and it moves the way snakes do where its shape 'pulls through the curves' it has created. But imagine miles of this. It is never still. It loves the feel of the motion on its body. One of my experiences was like "running a film reel of another life from 1st-person perspective," where this thing was worshipped by some peoples and I was the designated 'Rider' as they called it. My people and I traveled a long way in snow up a mountain to this remote tiny monastery-castle carved into the mountain so that I could pass on the energy, or I thought that was why anyway (turned out otherwise), and it manifested physically and just blew our minds. It was clear their people had built that place at some point because it was 'close to' the creature... it was worse than freezing up there. Anyway this creature is vastly more powerful than the Naga, it is literally god-little-g but near the topside of that description. 3. There's a species, not quite in our place (dimension? parallel? vibration? beat-pattern?) I call the Daerken (made that word up when I wrote them into a fiction novel I'm working on) who actually look a lot like some gargoyles. They are green, have short bat wings and clawed feet and ugly faces. They are a little bigger than us. And they are scary as hell. Their energy field is really intense and not good and incredibly sexual (as in rape/assault for power). Very manipulative. I am pretty sure that these guys would be classed 'demonic' although I am not religious so I tend to dislike words with baggage like that. 4. There's a species that with the aid of tech lives in areas we can't, but operates 'here' via tech that we refer to as UFOs. But you know, that's a huge category of experience and doesn't really mean anything as a term. These guys showed up every damn time I did anything with Enochian magick (many eons ago) until I finally quit doing it. One of my interworld guides once showed me this thing that looked like technology, but not quite in our dimension (protruding just slightly into this frequency-set), that looked like some kind of communications satellite -- it was a receiver they'd made and many people had them. We moved it way up and created something to send a predictable and calm signal. They have a red-orange pulsing orb, barely flatter top to bottom, which I saw repeatedly in Washington state in 1993 and saw very close-up with my best friend in 1973 when I was 8 years old. (The next morning, many kids were talking about 'a UFO' and a cop's son said there were lots of calls about it. They all described crazy stuff though so I didn't think they saw what my friend and I had. We had a lot of very anomalous behavior related to the experience, then and later.) But that craft doesn't look like that in person. I saw it in an impossibly large warehouse once in OBE and it looked rather like a mutant dull-metal beetle and not at all as large as expected. I think the 'cohesive light' and movement effects have something to do with movement through frequencies, not anything literal about the vehicle, which for some of them is a home. I've seen them more than once and they actually gave me a movie like "education" when a hard meditation I did 'triggered' what seemed a posthypnotic directive or something to return to them (fell into a complete OBE while very-fully awake to 'go find them'). They live where they want but they are very deep under the area we consider Egypt's pyramids (I doubted this even while being told it). They said we will never find them but we will eventually find 'wells' that go down impossibly deep that we cannot find the bottom of and these lead to their area. They also said that whole area will 'open up' (like dimensionally) at some point in the future, but it will be quite some time they assume. They are humanoid, no hair, have tan-sand colored skin, it's a bit spiny ridgy in places but thin, like a desert iguana. They have perfectly round eyes with vertical pupils and the first guy's I saw were vivid orange but the ones I saw later, though it was a bit dark where we were, I actually recorded in my journals as "a color but neutral but I have no word for it." (Note that when I recorded one of my experiences in Compuserve when the internet was pretty new, a guy told me Lear had a story about 'orange eyed lizard guys' and I was so excited someone had the same thing described! He sent me to a TV movie made based on that concept called "V." I liked the Sci-Fi show but they looked nothing like these guys. And are not foreign. Oh well. I didn't notice a great deal more about them physically, mouth seems very small, was closed so I don't know, didn't even notice a nose. The females did have a slightly sweeter look somehow like you could tell the diff. They are incredibly telepathic, but in a dominating way, and they use forced OBE, and they wipe memory most the time, so I disliked them a lot for all that, and I was extremely lucid and controlled with lucidity and OBE both but they could overpower me. They did manage to convince me at one point they weren't really my enemy. They consider this planet theirs and they call themselves "The Guardians." Earth as property. People are basically cows to manage. I think these are the guys that most people mean when they talk of the reptilians, however, they are extremely good at manipulation and it's very seldom if ever I see a description of them that is actually like them -- and I think that's on purpose, on their part. As for David Icke, I think some of his info has some legit roots but it's all mixed up like a blender and it has this hilarious assumption about how they're all green-skinned dinosaur-lizard looking people wearing 'human skin' disguises, as if you could just rip off a piece of skin and voila! There's a lizard underneath the queen of england! LOL. Maybe there is something to that -- I have seen some 'face forming' stuff in other experiences more akin to classic UFOlogy (fragiles and blondes as I called them, until I finally shared some accounts on the early internet and found other people called them greys and nordics). I have had some dreams though where, in a more spiritual (?) sense, it was like they were trying to get me to commit to something, and I found myself standing like a sailor and shouting, "I AM of Michael!" repeatedly three times fast. I don't even know what I meant by that for sure. But it left me feeling that like with the funky gargoyle-ish guys -- but not as severely -- that some of this is metaphysical-spiritual, not just esoterically-physical. 5. In my interworld experiences (sometimes with HGA) I will get visual symbols and impressions that are like a dead crocodile head or me stepping on it or other forms like that. I think this is some kind of archetype but I am not sure what it means. I did once get some "sponsored insight" that it had to do with... like updating energy that... changed, maybe triggered something different in one's DNA, getting rid of a reptilian element for something else. Best, PJ

Come to think of it... I remember dreaming of a particular area and a car accident happening. When I woke up and turned on the news I saw a report taking place that looked oddly similar to the one in my dream. Many landmarks were also present. They mentioned a car accident had also happened and it turned out to be Randy "Macho Man" savage who was involved. I have several other stories that are similar to that one.

This has been going on all my life. Sometimes I'll dream of a funeral taking place and I'll have no idea who the funeral is for. Days, weeks or months would pass and once I hear the bad news then it hits me. Recently I've had someone close to me pass away. 3 weeks before that took place I was at home all alone and I was walking down my hall. I heard a violent noise come from the living room window and the shades violently crashed to the ground. I run back because I could of sworn someone was probably trying to break into my home and look at the area and everything was intact. Window wasn't broken, shades were still in place. Everything was normal. I turn on all the lights at home and even look outside and everything was also normal. Now that this person is gone I realize that this is the exact same position of my house (exactly where the violent crashing noise came from) where he had been seated the last time he visited. This is beginning to creep me the hell out. Does anyone have any explanation for this? Why do these things happen?

I find bridging of the chasm between Western Greek philosophical thought forms and Chinese multi-meanings in one character very difficult to cross these days. I must allow others to show the way. All crossings from both sides are much appreciated. I especially appreciate the opening of further nuances within the Chinese characters. Thanks to Crescent Moon. These days I always find myself returning to the side of Zhaungzi, unable to cross. I remember the other side, lots of good thoughts there and still. I think I did it when I was younger, but it may have been a dream, I am not sure now. The venerable Roger Ames, and David Hall have returned with stories to tell in "DDJ - a Philosophical Translation." "Nabo Zikui said, "Where did you learn of this?" Lady Ju said, "I learned it from the son of Aided-by-Ink, who learned it from the grandson of Caught-in-Recitation, who learned it from Look-and-See, who learned it from Heard-in-a-Whisper, who learned it from In-Need-of-Labor, who learned it from There-in-the- Singing, who learned it from Dark-Oblivion, who learned it from Joined-in-the-Void, who learned it from Perhaps-a-Beginning" [Zhuangzi, The Essential Writings, Brook Ziporyn translation: 6:38> ]

I wanted to add that an effect of doing this breathing technique after about 3 months was that my dreams starting directly teaching me about my resistance. Often if I spent 40 minutes or more doing this that night while sleeping I would face what I think could best be described as adjustment. They are sort of a less intense version of the breathing I do while awake. The progression of the dream experience was first like being frozen in discomfort. After a few dozen times I learned not to react in fear and slowly gained more and more movement. As these experiences continued I became more lucid and aware that you control the scene changes in dream sequences because it is a mash of multiple realities. In general after one of these experiences which were uncomfortable in the beginning I would wake up extremely refreshed. Over time I believe another effect of doing this breathing exercise is simply higher quality sleep. I would think that the reason for this is because I am gaining experiences travelling between altered states by doing this exercise. Often when I experience an "adjustment" during sleep my senses are extremely dampened and there is sometimes an entity assisting me in gaining my wits while going through this. I have thought that my dreams are the initiatory and reflective state which enhances the positive insight and direct experience gained from doing the exercises. During an "adjustment" last night the entity assisting me mentioned a lot of different names for techniques that I never heard of. Because of this I do believe that I am receiving at least some form of guidance in my endeaver

But Michael ! Its the Matrix remember ( its so pop nowadays ) - rip out those organs out I say ! Only one way to deal with them I reckon ; Chapter 10 - The 'Evil' Hydra . “Well that IS rather strange. I am wondering what all those heads represent? I know not what in Man has many heads.” Asked Raven “The serpent that is inside man came from the Empyrean and passed through the seven spheres, these are the 7 gifts that Man can have, if he grows and develops properly, they will , in turn awaken in him” “Did you not listen to the Magpies chorus? ‘The forehead of the snake is bright with one immortal star’ and ‘That star upon the serpent's head is called the soul of man.’ “ “Ah yes!” responded Raven, “That eye on the brow that sees in spirit is its head and its tail lies in man’s reproductive organs … its all curled up together but when the snake awakens … and comes up from the depths of the water it must make sure the person is worthy to receive its blessing … “ he thinks a bit more … “ and that connects Man’s sacred creative ability with his inner vision … that’s rather clever … whoever thought of that . I see why it is not shown on the diagram as it is hidden within the body, but the soul, on a higher and more subtle plane sees through that secret eye. But man fears these as well, and some think them evil?” “Some give them more trouble than others, Venus for example and the sexual energy.” Answered the Centaur. “ But consider other parts of the Magpie’s chorus; ‘And kindle at a livelier coal the subtler soul of light. From these soft splendours of a dream I turn, and seek the Self supreme.” And “Lighting her coils with living light, to where the nenuphar sleeps ... All darkness dreams - The thing that is not, only seems. “ “But I am getting a little confused did not Hercules cut the heads off the Hydra in another story, thus defeating her ?” asked Raven. “Hercules!” cried Centaur in disdain. “Hercules’ journey is about Man’s literalist approach, and how his ego opposes lost soul. Of course soul can NEVER be defeated by ego … it may seem to be supressed for a time but like all suppression it resurfaces in different ways and in multiples of itself. Hercules! Bah ! That is one of those myths that shows Man’s wrong approach … so , of course, everyone admires him. “If you remember the story, the thing that happened when Hercules cut off any of the Hydras heads was, firstly, water gushed out … he released the waters of the depths contained within the depths of Man’s psyche. And secondly each neck then grew three heads. This is because when man cannot understand singularity - the Empyrean, firstly manifests in Triplicity; the thing itself and how it manifests in the world of duality, thus the mortals always have lessons in Triplicity; Life – birth & death, Tao – Yin & Yang, Humanity – man & woman and recently electrical charge – positive and negative … and so on …” “And” Raven interrupted, ”on this diagram, on both sides we see that unity, and below are the nine heads, making the ten, and also the first three above, with the 7 below … and I assume those 7 relate to the 7 stars that wander about the sky, unfixed as we seem to be?” “Now you are getting the hang of it.” Centaur told him. “But Man sees these things as bad things as well?” “Ah yes! But Man perceives in duality.” The centaur told him, “ He sees one thing as two things that are separate and then separate men decide which side of duality is reality. So then is Man in conflict; man against man. The man of Wisdom however sees One and all men as one. To some men, and in Man at some times, there is a view that these eyes, or senses, or processes of the One are hindrances. Some have called them ‘sore spots’ and are offended by their various functions. In duality they can be seen as ‘either’ levels through which Men have fallen, and hence are barriers to the One, or stages through which Man can ascend and comprehend the One. But like your parchment and diagrams, they are, of course two sides of the one parchment. If one holds it up to the Light and allows Light to pass through it and illuminate it and that same light strikes one’s eye than the One and one image can be seen.” “But I know many men do not see it like that’ protested raven ‘they live in fear of the forces deep within … many don’t want to look within.” “ I have seen men and women even listening to a story such as this , just the first part, and then declare they want to hear no more – just when they are at the crucial point of having great mysteries revealed to them ! “ “That is true,’ said Centaur, “if the soul is not honored or accepted in the right way , which is according to its nature, it can demand attention, it can morph and twist the images, seeking a form that WILL get attention and it wont give up until it does get some type of attention. This can make some men more afraid and more reluctant to see the soul and forces and unconscious needs within, which in turn morphs the soul into more torturous forms , which of course creates more fear for the man and more torture for the soul …. Until it all ends up in a right mess and Hydra has become the monster instead of the teacher and men are fearful to look below the surface and into the deep water of their psyche. ~ from 'The Raven's tale.' by Nungali.

That is exactly the way you described it, and you kept insisting that I should just go into it despite me repeatedly saying that it wasn't right, I had to follow what I had been told to do in a dream which was to follow the energy down. You had no sense whatsoever of what I needed energetically. Absolutely none. Though my ego would have come out feeling pretty good about itself if I hadn't had the strength to hold on to my truth. I'm not saying I didn't notice the energy, I did notice it. Why no description yet of how someone at light level has described what they see with the 3rd eye during light transmission?

Actually T_I, in my first session with Jeff he told me my 6th chakra was open, which I absolutely disputed at the time because I knew it wasn't. Apparently I've been demoted since then, as at my level today I would probably only feel some of it, and maybe have a "vivid dream".

I don't know if this has been mentioned yet, I didn't check. But apparent drinking guayusa tea decalcifys the ppineal gland. Certainly more research should be done. I am drinking it to help lucid dream, but if it is, in a manner of speaking, cleaning the lens of my pineal gland, so much the better!