I was dreaming I was in a motel/ rooming house /apartment building, it was part of a giant collective of rooms. I was visiting people mostly when they weren’t there experiencing what they enjoyed about life, let me say it wasn’t much, but in small doses it was OK. I was doing things like watching their favorite TV programs, radio shows, touching, and looking at favorite blankets, photos, finger foods, trinkets ect. I was in what I realized just another compartment. I realized a woman was living in it, I thought the room was mine at first then realized it wasn’t. I mean it could have been mine if I choose, but I didn’t want the space so instead I visited others rooms and apartments. Suddenly I noticed I was in a space with another man who was doing the same thing as me which consisted of checking out rooms experiencing things also. The clock somewhere ticked I knew I had to go, but I was stuck as we both went for the door at the same time. I realized I was stuck in some monotonous tedious program and then felt the loop. The clock ticked again very loud. I knew I had to leave before the occupant came back. Then I realized I was feeling what was like what it must be like to be aware one experiencing time. As I reached for the door knob, me and the other man in the room bumped into each other. Surprised that someone else was there and were doing the same thing. (loop) He reached the door first.

Suddenly the owner of the occupant's room was there with a plastic bag in his hands and he was very angry. He demanded for us to forfeit our existence and surrender by putting our heads in the plastic bag voluntarily. No sooner as the controller said his command than the other male a hacker like me tricked him by acting like he would submit by appearing to put his head in the bag, and then then we rushed passed the occupant’s owner pushing him hard and we ran. Running I realized instantly that the man demanding my life was stealing time from within the room. He was stealing experiences through the feelings of the real person that belonged in the room. Only he was doing it with permission form something controlling the whole mechanism. I was unauthorized. I was in the know looping, and it was all familiar. (stay with me please there is lots of loops in this dream, and its a bit complex-ed). Running, running, running, I thought of where I was again with more details revealing themselves to me (loop) I was in a giant collective of, apartments, building hotels, and mega malls consisting of rooms, or sections. Then Running, running, running again I realized that I’d been there before in different parts of the giant cube shopping for unneeded pretty clothing and undergarments. Then I realized something was more wrong than being chased, and tried to escape the controller by using the elevator. Even then I’m aware in the dream of another version of me running ( loop). Running, running, running again, I started thinking about having done this before, the route of escape I took before, and having been aware before and aware of dreaming this all before ( Loop).

I knew I was caught in a space that was locked in time. I no longer wanted to be in the in-between spaces in compartmentalized boxes of rooms within rooms consisting of different living spaces with-in a larger cube. I wanted to know what was the deeper meaning of the inside. I wanted to know about the outside. I knew all the tricks, and there was nowhere to go inside the cube that would lead to what I felt was meaning or real. (Loop) Running, running, running with the controller at my heels of whom I’d stolen time, and experiences from. The penalty was always death. (I wanted, no, I needed to know what was outside panic hit me). Hope all but left me except for the fact that I knew I was dreaming a dream within deems about a reality that was only as real as we make it once we have awoken. I knew we were all there everyone who every existed Looping together. That inner knowing, and experience of having done this all before as I was running is what drove me toward survival instinct again I forgot the panic.

(So boom I'm back) Running, running running, and he's about to catch me so I ducked in the cove of a wall in the long hall. He ran past me, but when I reappeared in the hall there he was, so I stopped running looked at him in the eye's and lied. I said he made me do it! He brought me to the room! It’s not my fault! I didn’t know it was yours! All at the same time the sentences came out of my mouth in unison as if all the other versions of me where saying them together loudly before, and now. He left me standing there alone in the hall. It was silent and still as he went  down the hall after the man who had escaped the room along with me. Suddenly I look up and see a room with and escalator open up from what seemed like nowhere I think about the elevator. I’m watching the dream while sleeping, and I realize my accountability for owning my consciousness about being awake is what may be the very thing keeping me from truly being free. I realized the elevator, and escalator that had been known to set a rare few rare people free, However, I knew it was only in terms of another room people considered better than the system they’d left and I'd already done that before. I knew the truth it was all the same. Just another part of a giant mechanism that was totally beyond me.

Then I was back in the original room. I stood alone in the bathroom looking in the bath tub at some plants that belonged to a women. I realized the women came from my blood line she was my aunt on my mother’s side of the family. She had grown these strange plants in the bath tub. I saw her spirit point to the plants as if to give me a clue of their importance. (my aunt recently passed away) I was viewing the plants standing there confused for the first time. They were vivid green ivory’s with tubes filled with stuff that looked like wet glowing white vines, or veins maybe both running through the plants from the base of the soil. I wanted some of the strange plants. I could tell where untamed even though harnessed. But I couldn’t bring myself to take any of them, then again....
Hurled back (loop) to the beginning to the middle, and in-between again experiencing everything in a mere second. This time I found myself stop with a jerk, and suddenly I was on the thrown in a bathroom I stood up looked at the seat, and saw it had words etched in the seat. I couldn’t read them, but I knew what they were inside and that it was an important room, a key of escape to freedom. I suddenly realized there were doors I hadn’t used or even thought of before.

Then again back to the beginning somewhere in the dream, within the cube (Loop) I fond myself outside the mega mall. I heard a known yet unknown person in terms of only a steady toned soft voice. It said to me “isn’t that pretty I want to ride that but they said it’s broken. You can’t go on that." I realized the voice was my own. It was me talking to me. I looked up and suddenly there was an amusement park that seemed to appear from nowhere. Zap ! again I was ridding the rides doing what was expected of me, but only half experiencing it. I was doing my daily grind on the amusement park ride. Then couldn’t remember the rides it all diapered. Then I was in the park, but found myself on another ride consisting of buying useless clothing, pretty undergarments, then getting on the escalator again (loop). I thought while on the escalator something is wrong I’ve been here before. I realized I was occupying someones space in a fragmented room. I'd done the escalator escape before, and this is how I got there (loop).

Then boom, running, running, running , looking at the elevator, and then suddenly I front of the escalator then I found myself looking at more shinny s***! I call the glamor. Back inside the program aware I was inside a giant mechanism inside a cube (loop). "whew" Then I flipped a switch in the program because I realized that I could, but I was still in a dream within dreams, and rooms within rooms. Now looking at people ice skating, and climbing up make believe mountains, music was blaring, people where laughing, and all I could do was watch. I couldn’t even participate to pretend that I wanted to apart of it all. Then I remembered being there before too, and people asking me to get on one of the rides like they where doing again. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it this time. I was compelled with the thought that I’d be swallowed up by the program if I did, and that I had a greater purposes for my time there. I thought to myself” More shinny sh** dam where does it end, I'm so tired” I was seriously disappointed, aware I was aware again, and I’d done that before too (loop).

Suddenly back in front of the elevator again. Thinking I’d beat the program only to be feed another program it was all artificial excerpt for my experiencing the experience of getting and having a clue, and running, escaping only to end up back again. Aware that I was dreaming, that simple truth was the choice I'd obtained not to participate according to the rules until I could find another way to fight.
Then I realized I’d made a major flaw toward the beginning of it all, or was it the middle? when I lied to the controller and blamed the man in the room whom was the other hacker my  spiritual brother, for my defection because I was fearful. I knew that I’d never get out until I could accept responsibility for self. I knew by doing so I was excepting that duty for everyone else too. I knew that was a signal that could be a ripple for others to awaken. I couldn't get out without that simple thing., without them.The truth and my own accountability.

I woke up and remembered the whole program. The meaning of whole dream, and there was also a train I could have taken, and did a few times before. For a moment I though, and  felt I knew everything then realized I only new, and remembered a small portion of a fragment of mega information. I felt the bathroom was important for helping in the cleansing process, and the use of the plants was essential. I had a total recall of an important piece of a whole story that I'd never know entirely. But walked away feeling empowered some how. I felt this one belonged to us all. What do you think dreamers?

WBV"SSS

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Something very familiar and known about that so thank you for sharing. I recall Dimitri leading me to the cube ports...looked to me like I was occupying a tiny screen out of a mega billion trillion. Lost in a sea of faces beaming out of cubed spaces all dying to die to it all. Cubes showing nonsense scenes that are meant to occupy and amuse of lives that are being 'lived'. The sense of waking up to this *nothingness* elicited a futility in me that at the worst felt so familiar and at best reminded me that with the 'blessing' (or affliction??) of awareness I could maybe not change the program or get myself out of the cube world, but at least I can choose what I enact with my being/person. I now remember that sense of knowing that not only do I not know who were next to me but wondering if they had also awaken to the truth of the reality we were locked into.

Your recall is deep and complex, and oddly enough brought some crazy humour into my mind. We have to laugh or this 'production' that is playing out would drive us out of our box...And as we know we are meant to stay in it. Till we figure out a way out of the programme in its entirety. In the meantime, how to ride the wave of consciousness so that it serves and not debilitates is the task.

wow, I was concerned that the dream would not reveal itself to others in the same way it did for me, but it meant so much to me to try. I had wishful thinking. When I was done I even posted it in the wrong form out of excitement to see what would happen. " hahaha" You made my writing and sharing this worth the effort already, thanks, because everything you said was a cop-pie of mutual feelings, and thoughts I also have had. I also keep my since of humor handy at all times, or your right ! .... we would fall of our axis. If you cant beat them, and you wont join them, laugh at them.... :)     cause sometimes that's all we have. But its all good, and part of the experience.  Isn't it still wonderful?

my gosh.......what a dream!  Here am I only saying in this hour, that today has been a rollacoaster........the dream makes sense.  I dont want to ride the rollacoaster....I have done it before.  I dont want to be in zones that are not my time, energy...that are vampiric.

You have had quite a dream ... sometimes...we wake up as if we have run a marathon, or had been in battle....I think you did both!

"hahaha" thanks Janet so true.

Your dream is amazing, and you are very good at recalling the scenes in it.  As i have never had this type of dream before, i was wondering about some of the details, to see if there is any similarity to some of my own dreams.  For example, what did the writing on the toilet look like, was it made from your own alphabet? Were the rooms completed, or did they look like they were under construction?  Thank you for posting.

Russ

Thanks Russell ,yes everything was in detail and the writing was our alphabet. They looked like various rooms of different lifestyles, some may have a hand made quilt or pillow others very decorative expensive hose decor, there where TV dinners and there was fine china. I was sampling the petty, or little things people really enjoyed about living, touching, and smelling.

Thanks for sharing this elaborate dream. I have had a lot of looping dreams as well. I have had looping dreams pan out, and some that were aborted by. Sometimes its because of being overwhelmed by an emotion, sometimes its to much for the mind to load, and sometimes it feels like its "access denied". Something i have noted thought, is that as soon as I am in a looping dream, I know its an important one, with an important lesson to learn and understand.

Thanks again for sharing this amazing experience

 yes, very true for me also :)

I loved reading this thank you Regina :) I think you were in quite a high frequency to have this perspective above the landscape.

An interesting man i listen to sometimes said, when you are above it its limitless, only when you are in it do you try and define it.

Here is the man:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f08irWApFXA

And here is a program :) - limited use but still some use. At least till half way :), ignore the moon child call at the end heh, though its a cunning little twist from that influence.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUttwzazq30

wow Mark!  I don't think you realize how completely you gather pieces of sought out perceptions. The  second video clip you gave of A Never Ending Story is a vision of a missing piece in the concept about time that I was unable to define. I had a few tears of joy. Thanks for your always seeming to understand me, in regards to my concepts and  intent.You always take the time to show me you care about them brother, its much appreciated... indeed :)

:) I don't you are right. It would of come from something else, to me, to you. It is beginning to represent to me how everything is happening at the same time. Which is shifting dimensions slowly but surely, its a very gradual process I feel. Very welcome Regina, least i could do for this rich trip through the looking glass or hall of mirrors :).

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