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Hello forum my name is Philip and I just registered to this forum today. Five years ago I started a dream log and after every dream I would log it into my document. As it stands I have 226 pages worth of text and four undocumented dreams. One of my more recent dreams captivated me enough to post it onto this forum. It started out in a Mayan temple kind of setting, brown walls with green vines, fancy designs engraved into the walls. The temple had two levels. The bottom level was a square room with a rectangular pool in the middle that was just inches deep. Water filled it almost to the top. Every side of the lower level had a small passage way that led to the upper level. The upper level was a walkway that stretched across the walls with railing for safety. Then gave way to empty space and a fall to the lower level. I explored this area for a few long minutes and went upstairs and found a lever on the wall. I threw the switch and a man approached me from behind from the darkness in the corner of the room. He was older man wearing red robes adorned with red and gold orbs. He warned me of an upcoming battle and a great sword appeared in my hands. Seconds later a troll appeared brown in color and massive, wearing a brown loin cloth and sporting a giant war hammer. It was not alone, with it a smaller blue imp humanoid appeared with it wearing a black loin cloth and leg wrappings and sporting a short sword. The imp lunged at me and our swords locked. After a short period of slashes and stabs our swords locked again and the troll charged. I threw the imp back and grabbed the railing, then leaped over and down to the bottom level. I landed and looked up just in time to witness the troll bring down it's hammer onto the imp, killing it. I looked to the left and went back up to the top level and saw that the trolls back was turned to me. Taking advantage of the situation I rushed toward the creature and leaped into the air with my sword drawn over my head. Then brought it down and cleaved the trolls skull. It fell to the ground and my vision went black. When I came to I was standing at the bottom of the steps of my former home, a small trailer on the outskirts of a small town called Wendell. There was a shallow layer of snow on the ground and the skies were clear. Judging by where the sun was positioned it looked about eleven o'clock in the morning. Across the street was a two story house with black vinyl siding and white windows, doors and shutters. I began walking toward the house and saw that as I got closer to the house the time of day would progress. It was night by the time I got to the door of the house. The door had glass squares lining the middle of it, eight of them total. I opened the door without knocking and inside I saw a small family of three. A mother, which looked about fifty wearing an old fashioned maid outfit and had frizzy gray hair down to her shoulders. The father, about fifty five or sixty had a horseshoe bald head and was wearing a brown suit, blue button up collared shirt and red tie and a daughter, a twenty something ginger girl with few freckles and dark eyes. She was petite framed and wearing a pale blue long sleeve shirt and almost snug dark blue jeans. From where I was standing at the front door to the left was a bathroom, straight ahead were stairs leading to bedrooms and to the right was the kitchen. The mother and daughter were arguin intensely. The mother stormed into the kitchen and grabbed a large knife, then stabbed the girl in the chest. The girl gasped in agony and fell to the floor, then time seemed to move in reverse. I started out back at the fron steps of my old house across the street. Snow on the ground, clear skies, everything was as it was before I went to the house. I went back over a second time and opened the door. This time the father and daughter were arguing. The father went upstairs still bickering and entered into a bedroom. Then came out and downstairs and in mid argument pulled from behind him a pistol, then shot the girl. Time once again rewound and without hesitation I darted over to the house and swung the door open. Standing in fron of me was the mother. I lifted up the mother from under her arms and went to the left into the bathroom. Our eyes met and time slowed to a crawl. After seconds of slow motion her eyes turned completely black. Time returned to normal and the woman fell limp and died in my arms. I laid her onto the bathroom floor and searched for the father, I went into the kitchen and found the man on the floor, dead. I turned toward the front door and the young woman was standing there. Our eyes met and she smiled and blushed, then an unknown voice spoke to me. It told me that her name was Sheryl and she was a time traveler. No words were exchanged between her and I and we left the house. We got to the front porch and saw a giant bus outside of my old house. Near it was a small crowd of people consisting of about ten or eleven. Sheryl and I walked toward the people and when we got within yards a giant lion appeared from the top of my vision. It didn't crash into the ground so I don't think it fell from the sky but it started devouring the people. Time once again rewound and we were at the front porch of the girls house and without a moment wasted, we bolted toward the crowd. "GET ON THE BUS GET ON THE BUS!" I shouted as we ran. The people scrambled onto the bus without question or objection. I was the last one off the bus when the lion made its appearance. As it crouched low to pounce I ran onto the bus. Noticing that the lion had hesitated I yelled to the man in the driver seat "GO GO GO!" and the bus screeched into acceleration, the doors swinging shut behind me. The man driving was an older gentleman wearing a faded blue jean outfit and grey shirt. I walked through a small doorway and took in the sights. The room was made of wood of all kinds and colors. A large rectangle table sat in the middle of the room and on it was a white tablecloth that hung inches above the floor. Dark wooden chairs lined the table and at each chair was a plate, a wine glass and silverware on top of napkins. A thought that we were expected ran through my mind as I walked through the bus. I got to the back and noticed one of the members of the group. It was a man we met days prior to the dream. A friend of mine and I went to the home depot for some things to remodel his business and we were assisted by this man. "Hey your that guy from the home depot." I smiled and shook his hand. He returned the smile and we talked jibberish for what seemed like hours until real life spilled into the dream. "I need a cigarette." I got up and left the man and went to the front of the bus. "Pull over I need to smoke, plus I'm gonna check and see if that lion is still chasing us." The driver pulled over and swung the doors open. I stepped off and noticed that we had conveniently stopped at a traffic light turning from yellow to red as I stepped off. I sighed and lit up, I was about half way through my cig when fear crept over me and I slowly turned my head to the right. About thirty yards behind the bus was the lion. It was lying on it's side and slowly wagging it's tail. Showing me that he enjoyed the sport of chasing down it's prey. I threw the cigarette and hopped onto the bus. "Drive!" The door werent shut before the man peeled rubber. Seconds after he began driving strange thought flowed through my mind. "Maybe I can reason with the lion, maybe it won't hurt me." I stopped the driver and he let me off the bus. Just then two normal sized lions and a purple, lion sized chameleon appeared from behind the bus, the giant lion a short distance from the bus still. One of the lions crouched low and approached with caution. I stuck out my balled fist for it to smell me, and to avoid losing fingers if it were to bite down. It smelled my hand for a second then rubbed his nose against me.
"DO NOT WORRY, WE WONT HURT YOU." A powerful voice tore through my head like thunder. It was the alpha. I approached him "What do you want from me?!" I exclaimed having to look up at the beast. The lion turned its gaze from me to the bus "THEM, ALL OF THEM!" I fell to my knees "NOO!" I shouted and looked to the bus. The doors swung open and everyone on it poured onto the street. "OH GOD WHY!?" I sobbed loudly and from the three areas of my vision, left, right and from above the three smaller beasts pounced and carnage broke out. I fell onto my belly and sobbed uncontrollably and started crawling under the bus. Out of my right peripheral I saw a pair of legs wearing khaki shorts and black shoes get dragged behind the back wheel of the bus so I couldn't see it "I'm scared I'm scared!" I cried aloud until I awoke. I have been remembering dreams since I was a young boy. In my dreams I have encoutered aliens, seen the future, been chased by tornadoes and have even flown. I am hoping to see what you all think of this and shed some light on this crazy dream. There are many more.
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Philip,
Could you assist me in analyzing your dream by taking your post and putting it into paragraphs? In long dreams like this one it is important to be able to look at the dream as a scripted dialog of your emotional life. When everything is bunched together it makes it difficult to do that. Where does one aspect of the dream script end and the next begin? That alone makes a great difference in analyzing a dream. It is a reflection of your life and as with your story it has different aspects. If it were a short dream it would not be such a problem but when it is long it makes it nearly impossible to read any emerging patterns in the dream dialog.

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Hello forum my name is Philip and I just registered to this forum today. Five years ago I started a dream log and after every dream I would log it into my document. As it stands I have 226 pages worth of text and four undocumented dreams. One of my more recent dreams captivated me enough to post it onto this forum. It started out in a Mayan temple kind of setting, brown walls with green vines, fancy designs engraved into the walls. The temple had two levels. The bottom level was a square room with a rectangular pool in the middle that was just inches deep. Water filled it almost to the top. Every side of the lower level had a small passage way that led to the upper level. The upper level was a walkway that stretched across the walls with railing for safety. Then gave way to empty space and a fall to the lower level. I explored this area for a few long minutes and went upstairs and found a lever on the wall. I threw the switch and a man approached me from behind from the darkness in the corner of the room. He was an older man wearing red robes adorned with red and gold orbs. He warned me of an upcoming battle and a great sword appeared in my hands. Seconds later a troll appeared brown in color and massive, wearing a brown loin cloth and sporting a giant war hammer. It was not alone, with it a smaller blue imp humanoid appeared with it wearing a black loin cloth and leg wrappings and sporting a short sword. The imp lunged at me and our swords locked. After a short period of slashes and stabs our swords locked again and the troll charged. I threw the imp back and grabbed the railing, then leaped over and down to the bottom level. I landed and looked up just in time to witness the troll bring down it's hammer onto the imp, killing it. I looked to the left and went back up to the top level and saw that the trolls back was turned to me. Taking advantage of the situation I rushed toward the creature and leaped into the air with my sword drawn over my head. Then brought it down and cleaved the trolls skull. It fell to the ground and my vision went black.



When I came to I was standing at the bottom of the steps of my former home, a small trailer on the outskirts of a small town called Wendell. There was a shallow layer of snow on the ground and the skies were clear. Judging by where the sun was positioned it looked about eleven o'clock in the morning. Across the street was a two story house with black vinyl siding and white windows, doors and shutters. I began walking toward the house and saw that as I got closer to the house the time of day would progress. It was night by the time I got to the door of the house. The door had glass squares lining the middle of it, eight of them total. I opened the door without knocking and inside I saw a small family of three. A mother, which looked about fifty wearing an old fashioned maid outfit and had frizzy gray hair down to her shoulders. The father, about fifty five or sixty had a horseshoe bald head and was wearing a brown suit, blue button up collared shirt and red tie and a daughter, a twenty something ginger girl with few freckles and dark eyes. She was petite framed and wearing a pale blue long sleeve shirt and almost snug dark blue jeans. From where I was standing at the front door to the left was a bathroom, straight ahead were stairs leading to bedrooms and to the right was the kitchen. The mother and daughter were arguing intensely. The mother stormed into the kitchen and grabbed a large knife, then stabbed the girl in the chest. The girl gasped in agony and fell to the floor, then time seemed to move in reverse. I started out back at the front steps of my old house across the street. Snow on the ground, clear skies, everything was as it was before I went to the house. I went back over a second time and opened the door. This time the father and daughter were arguing. The father went upstairs still bickering and entered into a bedroom. Then came out and downstairs and in mid argument pulled from behind him a pistol, then shot the girl. Time once again rewound and without hesitation I darted over to the house and swung the door open. Standing in front of me was the mother. I lifted up the mother from under her arms and went to the left into the bathroom. Our eyes met and time slowed to a crawl. After seconds of slow motion her eyes turned completely black. Time returned to normal and the woman fell limp and died in my arms. I laid her onto the bathroom floor and searched for the father, I went into the kitchen and found the man on the floor, dead. I turned toward the front door and the young woman was standing there. Our eyes met and she smiled and blushed, then an unknown voice spoke to me.




It told me that her name was Sheryl and she was a time traveler. No words were exchanged between her and I and we left the house. We got to the front porch and saw a giant bus outside of my old house. Near it was a small crowd of people consisting of about ten or eleven. Sheryl and I walked toward the people and when we got within yards a giant lion appeared from the top of my vision. It didn't crash into the ground so I don't think it fell from the sky but it started devouring the people. Time once again rewound and we were at the front porch of the girls house and without a moment wasted, we bolted toward the crowd. "GET ON THE BUS GET ON THE BUS!" I shouted as we ran. The people scrambled onto the bus without question or objection. I was the last one off the bus when the lion made its appearance. As it crouched low to pounce I ran onto the bus. Noticing that the lion had hesitated I yelled to the man in the driver seat "GO GO GO!" and the bus screeched into acceleration, the doors swinging shut behind me. The man driving was an older gentleman wearing a faded blue jean outfit and grey shirt. I walked through a small doorway and took in the sights. The room was made of woods of all kinds and colors. A large rectangle table sat in the middle of the room and on it was a white tablecloth that hung inches above the floor. Dark wooden chairs lined the table and at each chair was a plate, a wine glass and silverware on top of napkins. A thought that we were expected ran through my mind as I walked through the bus. I got to the back and noticed one of the members of the group. It was a man we met days prior to the dream. A friend of mine and I went to the home depot for some things to remodel his business and we were assisted by this man. "Hey your that guy from the home depot." I smiled and shook his hand. He returned the smile and we talked jibberish for what seemed like hours until real life spilled into the dream. "I need a cigarette." I got up and left the man and went to the front of the bus. "Pull over I need to smoke, plus I'm gonna check and see if that lion is still chasing us." The driver pulled over and swung the doors open. I stepped off and noticed that we had conveniently stopped at a traffic light turning from yellow to red as I stepped off. I sighed and lit up, I was about half way through my cig when fear crept over me and I slowly turned my head to the right. About thirty yards behind the bus was the lion. It was lying on it's side and slowly wagging it's tail. Showing me that he enjoyed the sport of chasing down it's prey. I threw the cigarette and hopped onto the bus. "Drive!" The door werent shut before the man peeled rubber. Seconds after he began driving strange thought flowed through my mind. "Maybe I can reason with the lion, maybe it won't hurt me." I stopped the driver and he let me off the bus. Just then two normal sized lions and a purple, lion sized chameleon appeared from behind the bus, the giant lion a short distance from the bus still. One of the lions crouched low and approached with caution. I stuck out my balled fist for it to smell me, and to avoid losing fingers if it were to bite down. It smelled my hand for a second then rubbed his nose against me.



"DO NOT WORRY, WE WONT HURT YOU." A powerful voice tore through my head like thunder. It was the alpha. I approached him "What do you want from me?!" I exclaimed having to look up at the beast. The lion turned its gaze from me to the bus "THEM, ALL OF THEM!" I fell to my knees "NOO!" I shouted and looked to the bus. The doors swung open and everyone on it poured onto the street. "OH GOD WHY!?" I sobbed loudly and from the three areas of my vision, left, right and from above the three smaller beasts pounced and carnage broke out. I fell onto my belly and sobbed uncontrollably and started crawling under the bus. Out of my right peripheral I saw a pair of legs wearing khaki shorts and black shoes get dragged behind the back wheel of the bus so I couldn't see it "I'm scared I'm scared!" I cried aloud until I awoke. I have been remembering dreams since I was a young boy. In my dreams I have encountered aliens, seen the future, been chased by tornadoes and have even flown. I am hoping to see what you all think of this and shed some light on this crazy dream. There are many more.
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Re: giant lions and time travel

Philip,
I appreciate your paragraphing the dream to make it easier to read. Give me a couple of days to go over it. Because it is very long I will need time to examine the patterns and see where they lead.

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Philip,
I will take the first paragraph and break down the images/symbols to give you an idea how I approach dreams using Jungian psyche. I will do that in this post and finish my analysis in another. The rest of the dream I will likely provide a summary since it is along dream and to break down the images would take several hours {to properly do so}. Here is my analysis of the first paragraph:

Philip,
This dream starts out examining your spiritual search {Mayan temple} and although continues with that progression also examines your emotional life. The temple is you and your spiritual search and the green vines is you branching out to include this spiritual self into your personal psyche. The engraved designs may point to deeper archetypal aspects of the deep unconscious which could point to illuminating possibilities not only in your spiritual life but also your emotional life. The two levels of the temple {you} could point to duality of body and spirit as well as the two aspects of enlightenment I touched on {spiritual and emotional}. The bottom level is square which may indicate the search of the deeper self will lead to wholeness spiritually and emotionally. Water is a common symbol for the unconscious {water is what the body is primarily made of} and to reach into the depths is to fill the self with greater understanding. The passages leading to the top may point to bringing the deeper knowledge {hidden 'secrets' within the unconscious-secrets only because they have yet to become conscious} to consciousness. The upper level would be the thinking self, conscious knowing. This is the perceived ego world where we believe top be the real world {when in fact the unconscious world with its motivating energies is the true self}. The switch opens you up to the unconscious material {personal experiences/influences} that is stored in the unconscious. The older man would be a wisdom aspect, the robes personal aspects seeking wholeness {round orbs-anything circular points to wholeness/completion}. The warning of a battle is an emotional battle as well as a spiritual one {discovering spiritual truths within yourself as well as universal truths}. Swords are used to cut away the barriers that keep you from finding wholeness. A troll is the 'ugly' aspects, the negative aspects of your psyche {see my definition in your other posted dream}. You are doing battle with aspects of the greater Self and also of lesser aspects {imp}. The imp may have associations with early life since part of its definition is that of a child like figure. This may point to childhood issues that were not so great but because it is a lesser figure the implications are not so damaging as to your person/personality. Your spiritual search/being has eliminated this aspect and now it is left to you to cut away the deeper issues. The troll would indicate there are emotional issues that still need to be resolved and although in the dream you 'cleaved' the troll's skull you have merely opened it up to discover deeper possibilities {vision went black-black is the color of the unknown, the unconscious}.

A summary of this first part shows your search for wholeness on different levels of consciousness {you are exploring not only spirituality but also the deeper meaning of the particular spiritualism you subscribe to}. But as usual there are always the personal issues that get in the way of finding wholeness {they are what keeps us from being whole}. These personal issues seem to have taken a back seat to the spiritual search which could be troubling depending on what spiritual concepts you are studying and who your 'teachers' are. hopefully it is not a 'cult' type of spiritualism {my spiritual teacher Joseph Campbell warns to be weary of 'gurus'. A guru or spiritual teacher who professes to have all the answers can only lead you as far as they have advanced}. If you will provide some info on what spiritual path you are taking it will help me understand the importance of the dream images in their application to your life.

I'll work on the rest of the dream in another post.

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The spiritual path that I have chosen is not just one path. I have chosen the path to god, and the path to power. You see Jerry I have had dreams that have foretold my future on three occasions within the past four years and in two of these four episodes I lived those EXACT moments. I dreamt of a friend of mine named Courtney and his girlfriend standing outside in the parking lot of my old apartment complex and having a conversation. With them was a mysterious fourth person. It had snowed a few inches and the sun was out. He was wearing a green windbreaker and gray sweat pants and his girlfriend was wearing a black and orange flight jacket and light blue jeans. The third person was a girl wearing light blue jeans and a brown heavy coat with fur on the rim of the hood. A week after the dream I lived those exact moments. The girl from my dream was the daughter of my friends girlfriend. This dream was two years ago and last year a mark appeared in the middle of my forehead that wont go away. It resembles a watermark or indentation and is about a half inch above my eyebrows. I assure you what I'm typing is truth. Hope to hear from you
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Philip,
If it were four for four then I would see it is as proof you are able to foresee the future. Two of four begs the question what happened in the other two events? Jung tells us that dreams compensate what we already know, to include those things we unconsciously know, and to include the possibility of knowledge related to archetypal energies {instinctual energies}. Jung worked with dreams that foretold future events but it wasn't something the dreamer consciously thought of as being able to foretell the future. If Jung had not brought it to the attention of the dreamer {after analyzing their dreams} the dreamer would not think of it was a predictor until it after it happened. It then was a realization after the fact, more on the level with Deja vu. One dream foretold of the death of the dreamer by 'stepping off into the air' and the man dying when he 'stepped off' while mountain climbing and falling to his death. Jung warned the man of the impending danger when he interpreted the dream {to no avail}.

A for your spiritual path to god and to power. If it is not a path to spiritual power over your own life but instead a power over other things then you are off your path. God is not a thing, god is an idea, it is a psychological condition. The goodness within must manifest itself without {instead of bringing god in, you let god out}. Otherwise you become delusional in being 'the chosen one' governed by ego and not spirit. Any spiritual path that promises you power beyond your own spiritual self is not true spirituality. Like dreams and myth you must learn to interpret these event are metaphorical. The death and resurrection {motif} of Jesus is what must happen to the individual, psychologically. It is the death of the ego centered, material life and a resurrection to a spiritual condition that is exampled by Jesus and the Buddha. To take a metaphorical reference as literal is a mis-interpretation of the symbol.

There is a saying, 'he who knows doesn't know. He who doesn't know knows'. If you think you know, you don't. That is the single category that reveals you don't know.

I don't mean to imply you are not telling the truth. But at 24 you still have many years of wisdom to be learned before you can even think about such things.
Wisdom is experience and it takes experience to not only 'know' but to understand and comprehend. We all have access to 'hidden knowledge' because it is common knowledge because it is 'naturally' provided {nature intended it}. Accessing the knowledge requires wisdom and discipline. Revisit your thoughts and comments from today 24 years from now and then gauge how much you really knew.

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Philip,
After reading your dream again and knowing a little more about your spiritual journey from your response I would ask for more info about specifics to what type spiritual path you are taking. I believe the dream as to do with that but also to d with conflicts also. A question that comes to the forefront is how it affects your relationship with your parents. That could be important. If you will provide more info about your spiritual journey I may be better able to provide an analysis. Normally I don't ask for more info but I sense there are deep issues to do with your spiritual path that are important to the dream as well as your life.

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Well my relationship with my mother was strong, when she was alive we had a powerful emotional bond because for the younger part of my life she was who I looked up to. She was very unique and took an interest in not just god and spirituality, but tarot and witchcraft. I attended a ritual she did when I was thirteen. My brother had a friend who came to the house too much and she got a picture of him, along with a strand of bound sage and twigs. She chanted a spell after lighting the twigs on fire. Lit the sage and offered a prayer to outside forces. then lightly waved the sage softly around. Then threw the picture into the fire. For a solid week every time my brothers friend was getting ready to come over, he got sick and stayed at home. He contacted my brother three times telling him of these strange events. He stated that it "Was like a moment of food poisoning because I'd feel better after about an hour."


By the way I apologize for sounding a bit egotistical in my last post and I'll get to the other two experiences in a moment. I was only trying to explain the events happening to me and seeking guidance. I regarded my mother as a sage for the better portion of my youth. If I had a question, she had an answer. She passed away January 28th of last year. I've had some pretty interesting things happen since her passing and it has been very difficult for me. One more thing before you get the wrong idea about my mother she wasn't a satanist or devil worship by no means. She believed in god and the teaching of the bible. But was more open minded about the spiritual aspect of things, never afraid to try something new and I'm thankful for getting those genes from her. Now the other experience were fore-tellings not of myself but of other people around me. A young man Joshua Kolb was a co worker of mine a year ago and I used to go to his house and party. I dreamed of myself as a field of vision looking at a small set of steps leading to a white door on a brick house. Four swat members stood in wait at the door, then hammered the door in and they moved. I heard "Freeze nobody move this is a drug bust!" At the time he and I were pot smokers. A week later he came into work looking kind of rough. On our smoke break we talked about what was wrong. He told me that his house was turned upside down by the law. "There were four of them correct?" I asked him and he gave me a look of astonishment. The only thing off was that the law were detectives instead of swat members.


The other experience was in fact a foretelling of my own future I made an error in my last post. I had a dream again as a field of vision. I was in a backyard at someones house and it was about 7:30 at night. Aside from the evening darkness my vision was blackened by something else. I sat with another co worker named John Walters and I held in my hand an Ice House beer unopened and talked with him while sitting at a small fold out metal table. He asked me why I was there so early and I explained to him that I was let go early so I could get there. I woke up out of the dream confused. Three days later I got invited to my G.M's party later that weekend and On Saturday April 27, 2013 at 6:30 I got off work early because of the party. I went home and got ready for the party. I showered and threw on my best clothes and as I was about to head out the door I said to myself while putting on the new pair of shades I purchased from a gas station "Well, time for enlightenment." smiling to myself at the joke I made. We arrived at the party at around 7 and we went to the backyard. A large wooden porch led to a small dirt pathway surrounded by pine straw. The path went through a small patch of pine trees then broke to open land some ten feet from a swimming pool. Well a short distance to the right from the trees was small metal table which at this moment was holding hot dogs and hamburgers. Twenty minutes passed and alot more people showed up. John Walters walked up to me and handed me a beer. An ice house. We sat down at the small metal table and I was still wearing my shades. "Wow you got here early I thought you were working until eight tonight." I explained the situation to him and then it hit me. I sat there for a solid couple of minutes completely taken away. The strange darkness over my vision was even explained. Needless to say I partied hard that night celebrating my so-called "Enlightenment" lol Strange huh??

As for the specifics on what spiritual path I'm taking I can't really answer that. I will say that I have practiced meditation with the sounds of the seven chakras now there was something interesting that came from this. Every night when I came home from work for two months I would turn off the lights, sit down on the floor and put some really nice headphones I got for christmas from friend of mine, and listen to the sounds of the chakras for about an hour. After the meditation I would feel groggy and worn out. I went to sleep and almost every night for a month I dreamt and recorded them. I stopped doing it stupidly and should start back. I seemed to stray off subject now my father was a different story. He was in and out of the picture alot when I was growing up but at about fourteen the problems went away and things got better. I've never had any bad blood toward my father but I will admit he has been a better friend than a father figure. I shall apologize once more for the insurmountable amount of text you have to read and hope to hear from you soon.

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