The Dream Thread

[Eddie]

I bet your dreams are epic, Eddie.

Neurologists tell us that our dreams last just a few seconds, but the night before last, I had a dream that, to my perception, lasted about 3 hours. The entire dream was a lesson (presumably presented to me by my 6-density higher self) on the ratios, proportions, balances, and flows of energies; not conventional electrical or magnetic currents, but types of energy not currently recognized by western science.

I'll try to relate just a few seconds from the end of the dream, but my words are hardly adequate to the task. We are conditioned in modern western society to think of ourselves as having 5 senses: sight, taste, smell, hearing, and touch; but I know now that there is at least one other sense latent within us, because I was experiencing it during the dream. It is the facility of sensing the entire energetic beingness of every part of a landscape or ecosystem (something like the natives did at the Tree of Souls in the Avatar movie). It proceeded into me through my feet and established a divine ecstatic connection. I was up in the air, and the landscape below me was segmented into equally spaced, flattened "bubbles" of a few acres each. I would descend down to just above the apex of each landscape bubble, and as I got within a few yards of the surface, the terroir would flood in through my feet. I could feel the energetic flows and beingness of everything...Everything! Then I would proceed on to the next one. It was very "trippy".....for those of you who have experienced the enchantment of Salvia divinorum, it was something like that, but much denser with information.

Now as this was happening, the landscape bubbles morphed into ships at sea; older ships of the 17th, 18th and 19th centuries....barques, galleons, fly-boys, schooners and such. As I would descend over each ship, down just over the main mast, the complete knowledge of the beingness and energetic flows of the ship and its cargo would flood into me. Every cell in every wooden plank, every strand in every rope, every fiber in every sail, every molecule of every bit of cargo became part of me. I could sense every intention of the captain, of the merchant, of every shipwright and carpenter and sailmaker who contributed to the ship. Every wave that lapped at the hull became part of me. And I was sensing all these things from the perspective of balances and flows of energies that exist, but that are normally obscure to everyone!

Accompanying all of this, at each ship, I was shown a numerical code consisting of 6 digits, one to the left of the decimal point, and 5 to the right, e.g., 2.00671. Each numerical code contained all possible information about every nuance of the ship's cargo. I cannot remember what the first digit conveyed, but the first two to the right of the decimal encoded color, texture, and geometry; so for example, the "00" above conveyed neutral hue, high value, and low chroma (i.e., "white"); thin, planar shape; and moist, tacky texture. The next two digits ("67") conveyed information about energetic flows and balances that I could comprehend, but which I have no hope of conveying to you in words. The last digit contained detailed information about history of the cargo and intentions of the people associated with it.

It is difficult to envision such dense encoding. As an analogy, imagine that every letter in every word in the Encyclopedia Brittanica was, in itself, a complete lecture, and that most of these lectures were on subjects which have no word or descriptor in modern western languages. The entire three-hour dream was a download of information in this format. The brief sequence detailed above--maybe a perceived 7 seconds from a 3-hour dream--was a complete, exhaustive lesson on maritime trade and shipping from 1600 to 1900, made possible by the extraordinary density of information transmission.

At the end of this sequence, I came to a ship which had, at every possible attachment point of every mast, spar, and bit of rigging, oversize boxing gloves, all pointing upward. I understood this to signify that, at a certain point in history, there was a dramatic change in the philosophy of international maritime trade, from the standpoint of energetic flows. I comprehended this during the dream, but again cannot hope to explain it in human language.

At this point (2AM), my distended bladder awakened me, and I got up to go to the bathroom, so of course the dream ended. I had the feeling that the dream would have continued all night if I had not gotten up. Yes, the dreams are epic.