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The interior of a small cabin room. It's walls are white, but the paint is peeling revealing years of passed time. A young boy is sleeping. A mother looks in to see he is well. The boy is dreaming. We change perspective to that of the boy seeing himself sleeping in his bed. A shift and he is zooming out of the cabin, above the trees and the mountain they call home.
The boy is a young man now. He is camping in the same woods. He goes through the woods. He seems to be awake, but is not. He sleep walks into a familiies mountain home. He is naked and gets into bed with at least two other people in a bed in the middle of the living room. We can see sleeping figures in the bed, as well as on the floor around it.
The family awakens to find the stranger sleeping among them. They are not alarmed but inquisitive. They go about their morning rituals without bothering to give the young man too much trouble. The oldest daughter is being introduced to the young man. First her mother retrieves her upper, then lower dentures for her daughter.
We are outside again. Running. The perspective is from that of the young man, although the gait is rather odd. We move our perpsective to that of in front and above him. We notice why the strides are so different. He is now a manimal. A wolf looking creature with hair all over.
He is running from what appears to be a second manimal. This one looking more like a lion. We get a sense that the young man, now a wolf-like manimal has killed a man. He is being hunted by the lion manimal, as if it were going to bring him to justice.
The wolf manimal reaches a rather high ledge, and leaps amazingly high enough to grasp the top of it. He pulls himself the rest of the way up and the lion manimal leaps up to catch him. From the side, a lioness womanimal leaps to intercept the lion manimal. The wolf manimal escapes to a higher part of the mountain.
The wolf manimal sees a jagged red line in the dirt ahead of him. It seperates the lower part of the mountain from the higher. As he passes across the red line, he becomes a man again.
In the distance he sees the cabin from his dreams. It was the one he remembers as a small boy.
We are in the original room from the beginning of the dream. He is still a young man. He sees the sleeping form of his younger self. Around five years old. He awakens the boy and leads him out of the room in front of him. He does this again at a second room. Each room holds another former self a couple of years older. Each room is less and less decrepit. He leads each boy, out as they progress from room to room. He sees the final door leading out of the cabin. The light streaming in is very bright.
Saw the Lion King play earlier that night.
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I am in a small town. There is an old man I am speaking with. We start a conversation about the
nature of reality. I look up in the sky and see four long thin clouds. I ask him to pick one out. He
picks out the closest of the four. I tell him to watch it. I stare at it for a second and will it to be gone.
He turns up to look at me and asks me how I did it. Instead of answering him I look up and see the
other three are still there. I tell him to notice that the other three are still there. He says he knows
that and starts trying to theorize how this might have been possible. I look up in the sky and see a
great big puffy cloud along with many more clouds. I tell him to concntrate on that cloud until he sees
blue coming through and around it. I stop thinking about the cloud at all and conversing with a third
The old man speaks up after a short bit asking me how I did it again. I tell him I didn't do it...HE DID.
He is astonished. I ask him to relax his vision and look into the sky. He says he can't do that.
We go to the old mans neighbors house. There is a young, overweight man/woman there. He is
excited and tells him/her to come outside. I tell him/her to look up at the sky without looking at or for
anything. This becomes an exercise in futility as he/she doesn't want to see and is afraid to see more
than what he/she has been accustomed to considering reality.
My mentor shows up at this point. I put my arm around her and am telling the old man and he/she that
she is the one who pointed out the UEF and opened my eyes to many of the truths I was blind to...She
looks at me funny as if to say I didn't teach you this (I wonder if she was referring to the cloud deal).
Then she gives me this look like, "How come your teaching someone who isn't ready for this
information?" I am suddenly aware that she is right. I have forgotten the Prime Directive. No
screwing with the minds of developing species until one is asked for assistance. (It's a Star Trek thing
but a meaningful message about Free Will). I realize I should have never said anything to the young
he/she just because the old man told me to.
I woke up and topped the fluids in the truck for Dreama. After she left I was going to go straight back
to bed. I decided to mark my path (first exercise in OPHEIL's AP book. I walked my path a few times
and went back to bed. I read the first fourteen pages and was absolutely blown away as OPHIEL's
words were validating some very intrinsic truths I have been subjected to and maintained about the Art
of AP. I couldn't go straight to sleep as the book had stirred my mind too much so I just kept floating
in and out of the twilight state. Finally after what seemed like a great deal of time I entered
Dreamtime. I had many experiences but this one stuck out in my head when I returned. I have a
feeling it hold a very important message...