Dreamzzz ~ Two Alternate Apartments: GET OUT DAD, thief?

Alternate Apartment A: GET OUT, no just Dad

I thought it was real in that I was trying to wake up but having trouble as if I would in waking life. Moving in a bed, trying to get my eyes to stay open, getting sleep sand out of my eyes.
I heard noises ... of people ... inside my apartment. First of females, and female children, then a male voice.
Wait a second ... has my family come to my apartment, gotten inside somehow, because I didn't go to them for Christmas?
Next, I get out of bed to investigate. Part of me knows it is a dream now because the apartment is not mine. But, it is strangely real anyway, as if I am in a different but still real place.
Soon my focus is on one person, and one person only. My dad is there. "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, GET OUT!"
He at first has a split second hidden struggle as to how to play this. To seem all sad to gain my sympathy (and those around us) or seem to ignore me. He choses the later.
He goes to the bathroom and starts to pee.
"No! You cannot stay even as long as to pee! GET OUT! NOW!!!"
I turn to see the other people there, they mean to leave too.
"No, just Dad has to go. The rest of you can stay, if you let him go. If you can't, then I am sorry but until he is gone form you you have to go too."
I do not really see the resolution, but it feels to me that my dad leaves.

***

Alternate Apartment, Take 2: Theft? What's up with my Door? Investigation

Again the dream starts with me in bed, struggling to wake up. This time I am way more bleary-eyed when I finally get out of bed. I have trouble walking and keeping my eyes open, as if I were not quite out of the effects of a sleeping draft.
I see a darker-skin-than-mine person walking around. I think he was wearing a purple hoodie? I wonder how he got into my apartment.
This apartment is different from the dad one. I sure do keep a lot of different places in the DreamWorld, lol!
So, I follow him around. "Please don't take any of my things, I beg of you. I have nothing, in reality. I have no job! I have lost so much already, gained so little in return. Please."
He never says a word, never does a thing, his hands inside the front of the unipocket on his hoodie. He just walks out of the apartment. But to get out of the apartment, he has to move my door in a weird way.
You see, my door is off it's hinges. The hinges were removed. And there is a door handle only on one side, and it is loose. And there is a hole sawed through where the chain lock was.
There is a lot going on outside my apartment, in the hallway. Lots of different stories. I can't keep track of them all. Of all the people.
Then authority figures want to come in and inspect my apartment. I cannot tell if they are police or firemen or both.
I thought they were there to help, but it seems they aren't being as helpful as I'd like. This one man is giving me a hard time, pointing out violations. I try to tell him that it was only like that now, after the break in. "Yeah, right" was his attitude.
I looked around my place. It was such a strange assortments of junk! Many times I could sense the "before" even as I was seeing the "after". For example, this chair and table set. There were extra chairs under the table, but now the table was gone and those extra chairs scattered. Including a strange smaller chair which may have had a stuffed toy on it. The Fire-police guy mentioned that that stuff blocked a clear path of egress in case of a fire. I said it is just like this now, I just am seeing it like this for the first time now. That is when he scoffed me, but didn't write me up.
Next my attention was taken to my "home theater section" I don't think I saw a TV there, did I have a TV? There was a pile of stuff there! On top of the pile was a few duplicate electronic items. They were gray large book sized consoles of some time, all identical. Three of them I believe. I felt it odd that i had so many of that one thing, wondered if a thief had taken some things but left duplicates to, as if setting down his loot as he grabbed more things.
And the dream wound down around this time.

Dreamzzz - @ great job & a TimeShift Occurs

I am in this office. Not sure what they do there. Could have been just office work, or some production, it is never quite clear. It is the most easy going and giving place I have ever been in! We pretty much have free reign! I feel included and comfortable here. I am still making sure some things are OK before I do them, but not much.
Not many people are there. There is a white-haired woman here, she seems to be the supervisor. She is leaving early, she says we can stay or go, it doesn't matter. So, some are staying some are leaving.
I walk a female outside, when i run into a friend I haven't seen since college (I'm calling him Alfred for convenience. Me and the female join his group.
First we go around a corner |_| into his offices. He is next to this bosomy woman and he turns to talk to her and his hand brushes against her heart-breast, and he takes a moment to caress it, then he continues. She blushed but didn't say anything and this is the only time I see her. Odd.
Soon we are walking outside. It's like a park like environment, but very open park. Very green with nice trees. It may have been a business park, actually. We walk on the steep side of a hill and towards a street.
Next thing we know, Alfred jumps a few hundred feet in front of us! I mean one moment he is walking and talking right along side us and the next we see him way out in front of us!
Me and this female, who is either from my work or was with Alfred's party, are the ones who noticed the most. A couple others looked momentarily dazed, others thought he was always way up ahead! In fact, it is only the two of us who witnessed it and aren't acclimated into the new Time Line.
In the dream mind you, I realize what has just happened. I don't think of it as a dream thing, nor do I ignore it like all the other strange things that happen in dreams. This held weight, this had me consider it as if it was a waking event!
I realize that I had just witnessed a Time Shift. Only this female seemed interested, the others either didn't notice it or wouldn't hear of it!
In fact, just we two appear in a different location, like a narrow street/peopled alleyway, and discuss it some more. I tell her "I learned this from Starfire Tor, she's the discoverer and researcher of this." Her eyes light up as if she knows her. But I don't get to ask her how or anything.
It hard to describe this woman. She looked ageless but could have been a little younger than me. She was most likely "Caucasian" with a tan or sightly brown complexion (I HATE talking about so-called "race" #_#), with long dark brown hair and brown eyes. She seemed to have an average-to-slightly er "padded" body. She is smart, nice, aware/awake, curious, giving, attentive, observant and engaging.

Dreamzzz -TechFlower Nightmare, Dogs, Lizard, Car Lucid, Sis & Dad

TechFlower Nightmare

This man is hypnotized to walk into this garden of things that are a combination of flower and machine. As he wakes from the spell that brought him here, one of the tall stalked flowers shoots a hypodermic needle at him, and it automatically pushes it's vile juices inside him. It is a big black needle, with two triangular pistons on the sides that widen and flatten as they squeeze the plunger in.
Then he is walked to a bed of machine-flowers that slice him up, but leave places un-cut so he doesn't fall apart. He can feel the pain, but cannot stop it. The liquid shot into him is something that keeps him able ot keep moving and alive and feeling, tho partially numb.
Then he goes to another bed, and the pieces of him fall apart into different sections of the flower bed. He is still aware, even as they cut his parts into smaller squares so they can consume him.
---
I wake from this dream, and I can feel my heart beating. I don't want this to be a nightmare or a fear-mark left by LANEs (Lower Astral Negative Entities) so I work hard on changing it. I put my hands on top of my heart like my friend Sharri Lorraine taught me, and put light into the dream I just had. I laugh at it! So ridiculous. But I also see the fear that is there and I see the lesson in it and no longer fear or am repulsed by it. I send light to the figure in the dream and healing. My heart calms down, I fall back asleep in no time.

***

Dogs

I don't quite remember this one. But first I am outside. I see either Henry or Ellie, our bull mastiffs. The dog is happy and very playful, but still good. So, I play too. It's fun!
I am fuzzy on the details.
But I go inside, and our wild bull mastiff Charles is there. I have to keep him inside, but he so wants to escape! Soon I am wanting to go further inside the house.

***

Pet Jesus Lizard

I am in this man-made small lake area. I see this lizard "smiling" and running form the far end to my side to another person . on top of the water! Then it runs back across. I am invited to call "her". So, I do.
I call her over to me, and she "smiles" and comes right on across the lake to me, walking on top of the water. She slows down just as she gets near the end and slowly walks on the water, defying physical laws with ease.
That's about all I can recall

***

Alternate Reality Car - Near Lucidity

I wanted to try to write this one up first, since it wants to fade away and it is the most important, because i was able to achieve near lucidity. Take control inside the dream without waking up.
I cannot be sure when the dream starts, so I am just starting it here.
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I am driving, feels like there is someone else in the car with me. Feels like my real-life white Honda. OH ye, I recall a bit of the background to this dream. I had already been to this small island just offshore for what i thought was an alternative health retreat/free check up. It wasn't. But, I wasn't sure at the time, so I still went with it. I went through a check up, and they recommended/set up an appointment for me to come here ... so I pull up and park in the parking lot here.
I walk into this innocuous office building, your normal looking medical office building not a hospital. I can go straight to the person I am to see, but it is like a snaking maze. like a square up and square down maze _|-|_|-|_
Then I get to the doctor. He happens to be a big around but not much taller than I man. He talks a little and i think it's all OK ... until he says he has to take a sample of my blood. And he brings out this ugly scary looking syringe.
This was my first moment of lucidity, but it was very light. I analyzed the dream here. Was this a scary image only meant to turn this into a nightmare and simply control me with fear? NO, I decided. This was simply a bad place, and my intuition was telling me by warning me about that syringe. So, I go back into the dream and ...
... and I say "No! I refuse this procedure."
"I can assure it is all quite standard .... and I'm afraid necessary."
"Nothing is necessary but love and light! I'm leaving and you can't stop me."
With great determination, I walk away from him and on out of the medical office. Nothing and nobody tries to stop me. The maze seems to have straightened out or I simply go to the entrance.
But the doctor manages to follow me. Shit, I thought i had set up blocks behind me to prevent followers! Oh well, I guess I forgot or something. But he is the only one who follows me.
He is upset, but trying to keep his calm. But his real side pours through anyway, and he is cold and cruel.
He promotes it more but I keep walking, now looking for my car. Again off and on I feel that someone is with me. Then he says "We can always try a different procedure: going in right below your anus into your womb."
I laughed at this. "Don't you mean 'uterus' you so-called doctor!" I needed to find my car, where is it?
I feel him starting to leave the sidewalk to try to stop me, so I send out a pulse of light I think I'm not sure it was so fast ... and at the same time wish that i was in front of my car.
Well, I am now in front of a car that looks like the one I came here in, but it's different. Still white, still a Honda, but different. But I don't have any more time ot waste here, so I just decide this car will do, and this is where it starts being lucid again.
Because I make up my mind that this car will work. I concentrate on the keys in my hand, and I see SEVEN KEYS, I find the one that most looks like my real-life car key, and as I insert it into the door lock, I intend it to turn, and it...
DOES!
I get into the car, except there is a problem. The seat is smashed up against the steering wheel! It is a big thickly comfortably soft seat, speckled grayish-blue I think. I squeeze in and close the door. I know I am dreaming at this point so even tho it feel uncomfortable I know I can fit into the seat.
Still, I can't stay like this, so I work on putting the seat back. And I do!
Now I am driving. Again, there is an off and on feeling of someone in the passenger seat. Can't pinpoint who it is, sometimes the gender feels female, built I just can't seem to decide.
We are driving down streets with shops and restaurants. It is very pleasant.
As we are, I look down at the floor by the driver's side door. Very low on the floor are plastic bits where you can snap things into it flat.
I look at these more carefully. Even though my attention is off the road, there seems no fear of crashing.
One item is like a cellphone. At first it seems black with a black cover I mean and these weird black knobby things sticking out of it. I turn it over, then I turn it back to the front. I want to open it up to see the time and date!
But, as I flip it open, it changes shape. Now it is much thinner and a grayish-lavender. More rounded on the top too. I open it, but either it doesn't say or I loose my concentration. I set it aside.
Then I see something like a PDA or an iPhone. It is black too, and has a wide screen ful of icons. "Cool" is what i say. I play with it a little bit and as i do, I am facing forward and I know there is a female entity in the passenger seat who seems to be talking and in a calm pleasant mood. My hands are off the steering wheel and the car is doing just fine! We are driving around a soft curve in a verdant landscape! low-cut grass like a golf course, with a softly rising round hill to our left and to the right ground that slowly lowers into a flat place i assume. We curve like this )
There may have been a few trees there. I am having a blast playing with this gizmo!
Then I lean down to put the PDA back. And, when I do, I see something that was not there before.
It's a journal! A handwritten journal/calender book! OH I think, I'll surely find a date here! I peel back the black cover, and look for dates. The one that stands out is July '02. It feels like it means 2002. Even as I feel a slight disappointment that is it in the past, I realize that July is the seventh month!
As I flip through the pages, I see that we are in another place. Are we in front of a gardening store or a small residence? I see a good-sized empty clay potting pot in front of a building that seems European to me. It just has that feel to it.
I did my best to concentrate and memorize what I see here to bring back to the waking world, but I can't really recall. I remember some stats on the screen of the PDA, and I remember flipping through the Journal/calender and seeing months and some handwritten notes.
The dream pretty much ends there.

***

Sis & Dad

My sister was upset. She did everything dad told her, but she has still failed to stay in school. She is close to blaming his teachings for it, but doesn't quite say that. But, she is starting to question him. He is calmly telling her his side of things, quietly blaming her and only her as he wants to do. She is almost falling for it, but not quite. I am there, but more of an observer.
Suddenly we are on a different subject. She is talking about her own body. Is she talking about a baby inside her? Considering an abortion ... or having a miscarriage or something? I can't tell. My dad is telling her it's her fault for not listening to him. But she is now upset and cries out "no, I got this way BECAUSE I followed what you taught me!" He is trying to calm her down, and tell her what to do. But she is starting to fight against him.
"It's all on the OUTSIDE, that is what matters most." As she says this, I am telling her yes, but it's a balance, what is important is your inside, but NOT your ego.
As soon as I say that, suddenly we are in my parent's room and my dad has closed the door and is standing in front of it.
"John, what are you doing. I had almost convinced her, and you keep messing her up."
"NO, YOU are the one messing her up. You are messing us all up."
"You are wrong becau ..."
"No, YOU are wrong! And you can't see it because you are trapped in your own ego and everything cycles back to that! I feel sorry for you, you're trapped inside yourself, and you try to trap us all there with with you. But, as you can see, even Liz is slipping from your fingers!"
here is when the dream starts to fade away from me. The dialog above dissolves form Dream to my waking up mind which takes control.

Dreamzzz - Top Bunk Family

aka My Seven Keys (I receive The Seventh Key)

I am on the top bunk of a bunk bed, but very high up! My dad is down below. He is trying ot lure me down, but I know what is down there with him. I cal him out! "You are a master manipulator, your mariage is a sham, you don't know the heart-meaning of love, you are way too controlling and I hate parts of me that reflect you, all they do is weigh me down! I love you and forgive you, but you've done immeasurable and lasting harm to me, to us."
"Fine. Just come down, we'll discuss this logically, and I'll never darken your door again. It's not like I beat you, it's not like I camped outside your door."
"I didn't mean it like that." Then I catch myself. But I can't say anything else.
I'm so tired! I managed to take my shoes off, but my keys are still in my hand.
I think my sister is here with me. If not my sister, a female who's in her mid 20s I'd say, with wavy-curly brown hair, kinda pretty, white. She seems to have come here to escape too. She is being playful and almost amorous but not quite (probably my mind saying "ewww, looks like my sister" lol).
I realize that I have my keys in my hand. I really should put them somewhere safe. I know, I will put them in one of my shoes.
"Seven keys!" says the female with great excitement. This seemed to make them important. I gave them to her to put in my shoe, but then keys were in my other hand. So I gave her those to put in my shoe and keys appeared in my first hand again!
It was like a playful prank. I wondered if she was putting the keys from one hand to the other. That was pretty funny. But it could be the keys were more than one pair, or they were so important that I needed them in-hand!

***

discussion:

My dad's controlling was taught to me as he raised me. My problem is that I resist that to be my own person to not conform BUT he is still inside me and I catch myself acting like him and it causes me consternation self-anger and confusion and frustration etc. Which sometimes leads to self-esteem issues.
He controls our family. I fear his lock on us won't go till he ... dies =(
THAT's a wonderful thought to have!

BUT this dream was different from the other dad dreams because I was WAY UP HIGH, above him! Out of his reach! If only I can internalize this lesson! Realize this, wow!

I think the female was a combination of my sister and my near-future SoulMate who's coming. Not sure why they were combined .. dreams who knows what craziness they'll come up with next! BUT I'd say it was symbolic. Because I'm not interested in my sister at all. Just to be clear. If I was, I'd talk that out. I'd say there are just some similarities.

Seven Keys. Must be some power tool for my use. Again if I can find this in my waking life!
Yes, Seventh Key -0 a Master Key.

crap, can't tell if that last "vent" helped or not!

blah!

feeling so despondent and like it's all spinning out away from me.

Keep putting up blocks, not sure what to do

no job, hate job seeking it is as bad as date seeking!

run out of food .. again

stupid bills #_#

P.S. if Archangel Michael is real, why doesn't he just help me directly, instead of bothering a friend of mine? Talk to me in my dreams or ... something! And why take all night to do it so it's like 5 am, on the day that I could go to a job interview in the next 5 hours?
blah

also got Harry&David from "Mom & Dad" for xmas .. most likely from my dad trying to buy me back again. All it would take is for him to stop seeing me as his vision of me, with this ridiculous Asperger's Syndrome! GAH!
You can't help me if you don't try to know me, or try to make me CONFORM to you! I will fight it! I don't CARE the consequences! Because the effects of my Causes are so much better, for me and everybody!

"oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place"

that is from a line a song by Genesis, "Heath haze" from the album "Duke"

here is a cover:
videohttp://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=7639486918391207810&q=Genesis+%22heathaze%22+video&total=3&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=2

Doesn't that looks hard, to sing and play that at the
same time?

I love the lyrics:

"many are the substitutes, but they're powerless on their own

beware the fisherman
who's casting out his line
into a dried up riverbed
oh but don't try to tell him cos he won't believe you'
Throw some bread to the ducks instead
it's easier that way"

"the trees and I are shaken by
the same wind but whereas
the trees will loose their withered leaves
Oh I can't seem to let mine loose.

and they can't refresh me!
those hot winds of the south"

well ...
I feel like an alien
a stranger in an alien place.

I don't feel like I belong here,I'm not from here!
I'm different not just in the general idea that we are
all unique but connected
but I'm different from this place.
And, like, it's obvious and people know it!
They don't even know they know, but they do
is my energy signature different?
Can we sense that innately?
OR was I kind of astral tagged by somebody not so nice?
Or am I not afraid to say "yup, I'm different, now
let's get crackin!"

HOW am I different?
People either see that i light up the room
or they think I'm some too-young too-"small" too dorky
social misfit
but I'm not from this social grouping somehow
What makes me so different that I've been attacked for
ti since at least 1st grade?
Kids can be cruel, but why was it so obvious in my
case that my parents were given the option or power to
hold me back in first grade "to give me a chance to
grow a little"?
That change that repeat took me out of what would have
been a far more understanding class to the Class From
Hell! Even the parents remarked on the evilness of my
class in high school, they even brought in a
psychologist to talk to our class! Fat lot of good
that did.

Isn't that odd tho? Did I do that? Am I so full of
light that I am put or put myself with the "sinners"
to try to help them to help themselves "level up"? If
so, why wasn't I given more tools to do so?

How am I "different"? I am not the usual different.
I am different from even different people here. I
literally feel, now that i can observe it better from
this vantage point, that I am an alien, a stranger in
an alien place.
I am a stranger here!
This is not my place!

I have gotten feelings recently, not too long ago.
They are:
"I want to go home"
"I don't belong here"
I think I told you this earlier.
not suicide
but .... I want OUT
I want to go back home
I want to walk out of this reality and walk home.
I don't want to die exactly
I just want to walk thorough a portal and in the
journey change somehow, I'm not sure how, so that I
can be welcomed back home and do things there.
No judgments. No "Hell". No letting people down.
"It's hard down there, and you got hit hard! You did
your best. You didn't loose, you didn't give in to
the bad there."

Would it be a rest, a break, a vacation? Could I rest
up, train up, and come back here and try again? Maybe
have someone special come with me to be with me to
help guide me? Not so I get lost in them. Not so my
Free Will is taken. But someone who can get to know
me as if they were standing in my place looking
through my eyes and can thus know how to "work me"
without setting off my Defense System.

Why can't I do that?
Home is where the heart is, and my heart is NOT here.
So, where is it?
Why aren't I grounding?
Why isn't this working?
Why have I become an odd kind of lazy?
Why don't ANYBODY ELSE'S predictions come true for me,
no matter what they are? (I don't mean I come to the
choice and make one to change the outcome, I mean the
choice the fork never appears as they predicted!
Like you, the cell phone wasn't there!
Like the other .. you told me I'll be with a well described woman and I could tell where i would be and it would be raining and you told me no matter what DO NOT GO OUT, but nope the choice never appeared!
That makes no sense! How can I defy such things?)
Why do I throw up such blocks?
Why am I meeting so many fascinating people all of the
sudden ... people who see me as I am in a way ..
people who are integrating their souls ... healers,
empaths, psychics, people that also challenge me but
also let me be me, people who feel like twins or we
have things in our histories or whatever that are like
TWINS?
And why does meeting these people not help me enough,
motivate me, make me not so lazy and despondent and
and
and
...
HOMESICK!

*** Grand Funk RailRoad "I'm Your Captain"
my angel whispers to me
this old song!
why .. it's PERFECT for me now!
http://www.lyricsfreak.com/g/grand+funk+railroad/im+your+captain_20062096.html
video - http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2333921179971964915&q=I%27m+Your+Captain+-+Grand+Funk+RailRoad&total=26&start=0&num=10&so=0&type=search&plindex=0
***

What makes me different?
Am I from another planet?
I was born in flesh here ... so am I a soul from
another planet's line of resurrections to come
resurrect here? Is that even possible?
Am I an alien where my past was made up and implanted
in everybody's head?
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Am I from completely outside these planes?
Am I like unto an angel?
A fire angel/flame angel/shape-shifter/Gate Guardian?


Do I come from Dragon stock?

Why do I feel sometimes like a mirror that also
absorbs light as I reflect it AND emit it and process
it, am I kind of a machine?
But I also seem to be a kind of shape-shifting living
LENS? One time on a journey (typing on the computer
here, going off somewhere like "imagination" or OBE
but not) I started out in a Dragon like flying shape
.. but then was able pull 9/10th s of negative energy
through me and out into the universe and send 1/10th
back to the creators? Not with malice, but with
Justice?
Another time I helped someone go to a journey to
retrieve something she had hidden for this body/time
to find. But, she had placed a special defense on it
she didn't know how to crack. It was covered by what
looked like a fuzzy flickering blur. I realized that
i could reveal it by using my "hand" as a "lens" to
focus it! It worked and she could read and understand
it, and she was able to open it!

Am I Guide given flesh here to those I could guide
from Outside?
I seem to have "Guide" abilities.

WHO/WHAT AM I REALLY?

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So homesick right now.
I can't seem to get motivated to look up jobs here.
Or get friends.
Or do society stuff, yuck!
I can't seem to be able to do what I am here for.
Part of me feels like I am to wait
.... but another part of me is tired of waiting and
being felt left out and pushed down.
It has pained me, put a net over me
the longer the net is on, the more the fibers work
their way into me
so homesick!
I don't want to wait anymore
Don't want to try to work it out in this grinding down
plane
just before ti rises maybe?
will it rise?
I'm tired of paying stuff
but I still buy stuff
need to ground
but I don't like it here
I don't belong here
I want to go home

but how?

And if I can't?
Do I fold my arms and don't budge, bitterly saying
"see, if you make me stay, I'll just get worse. So,
you might as well give in if you really love me and
get me out of here!"
I can't meditate .. any peace doesn't solve my
problems... no guidance or intuition. Just a kind of
drugged buzz of chillax with nothing
but I'm still in debt, I am still not motivated, I
still need food
I STILL NEED TO BE HERE
no answers there.
no answers here
only questions
only brick walls and through them more brick walls
if not for me, then my friends and enemies
a night-mare like infinite set of brick walls!
Break through one, run for a bit till you hit another.
Turn to the right run hit another. OK, try to turn
left and ANOTHER. ok dig under that one ... climb
over the other ... on the next see a hand come from
the other side and yo grab and go over .. the next
ignore the hand and go another way
but it is always brick walls
and when I meditate all I get at that moment is stuck
in place, and the brick walls are not in my vision,
but as soon as I try to move in this place they pop
back up.

Home for me has no brick walls
they are soft fun mountain climbing ones! Optional!
They have guides there and spotters. Some can be quite
challenging, but if you don't make it, you can skip
it, or train up to be able to do it
or try something different!
and it's all done in peace and love
:-D
can you see my home?
It's so alive and flowing
like warm water in the middle of an ocean gentle
undulating, a breeze if you wish to call on to push
you any way you wish
you can go under the waves, swim wherever you like how
ever long you like! you can see for miles and miles,
everything feeds on the water and the light! Not on
each other. No competition for resources. No waste,
for the waste is food.
Nothing dies here! We move away if we like.
There is no overpopulation here. You can create
offspring if you wish simply by joining hearts and
manifest a child!
Sex isn't here as such .. but a kind of touching like
mutual massage, peaceful joyful exploration!
These harsh emotions you have here, we don't know they
even exist!
We don't have disappointment, jealousy, broken hearts
(for us love isn't a drug a ROMANTIC THING it is more
like joining in the dance of the love-all of the
universe), there is no such thing as crime here, no
such thing as corruption or money! We all give to
each other just what the other may wish, or create it
for ourselves.
but in such a place where resources are in perfect
balance and everything lives by water and light, there
is symbiotic living and no competition.
We can swim under the water!
We can sail on top of it!
We can even spread our fins shoot out of the water and
fly in the air!
Our intelligence was given to us not from a struggle
of species, but as a gift from the Universe.
MAYBE we can travel in space *wink*
MAYBE we can build things under water as homes, maybe
we have dry land to do this too *wink with a smile*
We can change our shape, our color too.
We dance!
We sing!
We laugh!
but, most of all, we play Play PLAY!
We are not all the same .... tho from our
circumstances we are very similar.
Everyone who appears here ... those around it include
it and help it to be what it is meant to be.
Express yourself here freely. Any tension is worked
with not against, so it comes and goes.
Total freedom is here, perfect justice.

If I am not home
that is what I would like my home to be like.
Where I can be young and be full of love and light
and be able to give it and receive it
so I help others to glow
and I glow even more myself
like the Shining Ones
like an enya song
like the living embodiment of the Vortex Peace Plan (from Starfire Tor),
but evolved even more.

My home feels more like that.
That is where I could live and thrive and be!
My breath would be breathing in and out Light
my food and waste would be the waters of life
my steps that would carry us all forward would be Love.

That is what makes me smile, that is what gives me
peace, calms me down, motivates me, feels like me IS ME.

=(
why can't I be there instead of HERE?
so weighted down here, so unnecessary
throwing up blocks

"one red balloon
floats to the moon
just let it fly away
[whoo]
God only knows
That I'm longing to go
Back to my lazy days"

~enya - lazy days

back to my happy days
back to my leisure loving light days
back home