I am at some sort of global amusement park. There is a room with a game in it. I don't like video games and I tell them this and they say, everyone must try this game. It is like a virtual video game in a very white room and the screen lights up. It is difficult to tell the screen from my mind, but if you distance yourself a bit, you remember. Suddenly the screen flashes with goals, different factors to look for. At first the game is novel, "find the kitten on the touch screen". But quickly it evolves, adapting to more emotionally charged settings. Each won game is rewarded with a mardi gras style necklace. Then the screen changes and I am floating on clouds with a sage in white robes, he smiles and asks "what is all this", I smile in return and say "God of course, all is God". Next, the screen becomes violent and the game attempts to alter me so that I am more involved. It grows a beard on my face and dictates that in order to remove the beard I have to complete the next game. A gun appears instead of the touch screen and there are lots of people on the screen in different settings. At first I am supposed to shoot ducks then target people. I don't do this, but rather I begin swinging the gun and in so doing I short the game, so that static begins to separate the images. Next, a man steps out of the image and takes the gun from me. He says, "The game is over for you now and you will play again later". I am angry that I had to play the game at all. I tell him it is an awful game, manipulative and violent and I don't want to play. I begin to leave but walk back to collect all my necklaces. There are hundreds. Many red and yellow ones and one long white necklace that trails the floor. I leave the studio with a strong feeling that I am escaping. I take back routes. I find my brother Dave who was getting ready to play the game. I tell him not to, it is a trick and somehow I feel that he would have a difficult time pulling himself out of it.

Next I am walking past a beggar, who eyes my necklaces. I give them all to him, except the white one. As I walk away he says "You must have met Spirit, those necklaces are the most valuable. Only a few ever get them, they haven't figured out how to remove that part from the game". I walk into a room with lots of people. I sit down across from a young woman. She is eager to hear about the game. I tell her that the game doesn't matter. I look in her eyes and she appears to be watching a video game or in deep REM sleep with her eyes open. I take her face in my hand and ask her to look at me. She tries. I say, calmly, "GOD IS. GOD IS. GOD IS. All else is an illusion".

A spirit walker comes to me and I wake up.

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Wind said…
Holy Holy! This is a gift. You are so much more closely connected than you know. I don't know another soul who has had this dream yet!
~"The stillness of the ocean of the mind is not a result, it is a natural state. The swollen waves of thoughts are only an accident produced by the monster of the ‘I’.


The fatuous mind, the stubborn mind, the mind which says: “With time I will achieve serenity, one day I will get there”, is condemned to failure because the serenity of the mind does not belong to time. Everything that belongs to time is of the ‘I’. The ‘I’ itself is of time.


Those who want to assemble the serenity of the mind, to assemble it like someone who assembles a machine by intelligently joining all of its parts, are in fact, failures because the serenity of the mind is not constituted by several parts which can be assembled and disassembled, organized or disorganized, joined or separated." ~

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