Did you have a recurring nightmare when you were a child? 1.7.13
[entering mystical and occult awareness]

Did you have a recurring nightmare when you were a child? 1.7.13
[entering mystical and occult awareness]
Kristal_Rose 
Yes. I call it 'The nothingness bridge'. It came in installments when I was six years old.
Scene 1: We started first grade. The teacher passed out m&m candies on our desks. A
disease spread through the class in which we were becoming translucent.
Scene 2: We were at the edge of an abyss. A fog prevented us from seeing the other side (if
there even was one). By now my fellow color-translucency students were becoming nearly
transparent. An iron gate was visible in the fog which opened to a suspension swing bridge into
the abyss. They lined up and slowly ran across the bridge. By the time they had made it
halfway across thay had vanished entirely. I was last in line. As I driftily skipped into the
midsts of heavy mists, my consciousness vanished.
I had others too that were quite wild.
Pooh_Bear replies to jen 
I had a dream like that too! The head was that of an evil substitute teacher. Then, she
started sending owls after me and making me stab myself with my pencil.
Brian 
Not a dream as much as reliving the birth experience. The dream begins as a dark black/grey
horizon divided by a thin straight grey line. The line begins to tremble and vibrate. It is
accompanied by an increase in volume of a comforting humming, which was previously just
under the subconscious perception. 
As the line gyrates and becomes like an oscilloscope, the humming is louder and louder until a
bright light shatters the tranquility of the the scene and then I usually woke up.
Kristal_Rose replies to Brian 1.7.17
I just played and drew that a few days ago. I called it Quasar spiral dive. Did it have a diagonal axis, magnetic superconductor fields and pyramid triple cross antennae too?
You mean 'The' birth experience, don't you. See the comment i just wrote to heyzeus regarding this in the 'good dream' survey.
Kristal_Rose replies to Pooh_Bear 
Oh no. Sounds like the dark side of forces I meet. When I was threatened to be kicked out of
geometry long long ago, I spent my class stabbing myself with my pencil. There's a good sci-fi book,
'That hideous strength' by CS Lewis where the computer programmers are getting their orders
from a resurrected head.
Brian replies to Kristal_Rose 
This was reoccuring dream from my childhood. No diagonal axis, no magnetic superconductor fields
and no pyramid triple cross antennae.
Just a straight line breaking the horizon into two. The gyrations were indeed like that of an
oscilloscope, albeit I never heard of one at my tender age. I don't "know" that is was reliving the
birth experience, as much as "feel like" it was reliving the birth experience.
Brian replies to Kristal_Rose 
Okay, I got a spooky one for you. I just, I mean I just, hit the enter button and got a blank grey
screen with a multicolored line across the middle not entirely unlike the horizontal line I was
describing above. It was in color. 
Okay, so if black and white was the birth experience, then color would be...ahh...well, I guess I'll
see you all on the other side.
I am not making this up. It just happened! Really!
Kristal_Rose replies to Brian 
happens to me all the time. I consider my computer to be running off a crystal ball tuned into my
consciousness. Perhaps now you understand how I do things like affect my reception. Sometimes i
actually converse with my computer, other times I do things like go 'on' the internet. Icons
mysteriously show up created from segments of my image files that have appropriatly synchronized
subject matter, and are shortcuts to something i suddenly need.
There are tons of other senses in addition to our basic five.
Conventional sight is arbitrarily based on our red green blue receptors, which map out on a 3D
cartesian color chart. It could have been red, ultra violet, and gamma. Even with RGB, if we had an
additional (4D color space) receptor for say infrared, even yellow, we'd find that all green leaves
are not the same, just as red distingiuishes between different blue-green compositions. Our other
sense, electric, magnetic, 3rd eye visual and auditory etc are all stacked upon that. Of course this
has nothing to do with your new interactive synchronicity in alternative physics. The prior alternate
newtonian world will still remain to explain what happened as say a memory buffer screen dump, but
by ignoring it you will open other worlds which give you much greater connection, understanding, and
control. There are a couple dozen simultaneous realms that I'm aware of. It looks like you're
adding number three to your set (newtonian and whatever jesus connection you have being your
first two). Everyday for me is like what you just had, sometimes minute after minute.
Congratulations. Keep honing that awareness and interactive connection.
Brian replies to Kristal_Rose 
Yeah, but it coulda been an electronic glitch also. But having gotten freaked out by the event, I am
open to other explanations.
Kristal_Rose replies to Brian 1.7.18
That glitch would be what I'm calling the newtonian physics realm of cause and effect, which as i've said seldom disappears entirely, but lessens in importance when one finds the alternate mystical realm of cause and effect is equally pervasive if not in fact the underlying source for all the newtonian events which likewise scientists would have you believe creates a predestined future if only one could follow the entire compilation of quark and meson trajectory vectors. I'm claiming that all these forces operate by virtue of cosmic mind that creates subjectively to increasingly finite levels of tangibility, and not the other way around; that Gods thoughts become matter, space, and time; not matter, space, and time evolve to reveal traces of the creator. This is the viewpoint of the mystic. I feel like I've backslid whenever the scientific explanantion for events is more believable that the mystical handiwork of gods dream becoming manifest. When one starts to see particle fountains, and various energy streams in our midst and at our control, and every element cooperating in a single cartoonlike communication where everything on the planet within earshot has fallen into place like intstruments in an orchestra, then it becomes clear that jesus walk on the water was no big trick. I am pleased myself to find that a year and a half after my attempt at a half-hearted teleportation experiment, that portion of my living rooms compass polarity is still of by 20 degrees. Currently there is a bass amp on the floor there, last time I checked there was a table with an electric piano, before that a cabinet with a handheld casette recorder in the top drawer. Always something to cast newtonian doubt.
If you're ready to see God, by your side (as withit you), painting meaning into all that meets your senses, please don't turn down the offer. One glitch that reflects your mystical thoughts is a start. From there you can move on to seeing that the SC surveys that appear match your lifes subject mater, that the TV brings programming that meets your interests, that people and opportunities come your way that would not appear on the door of others because you have agreed to start seeing gods hand as your personal source and savior about you (by no means belittling the current arrangement you have), until you are in total interactive synchronicity with all that happens.. every bird chirp, every stray word, the weathar, until you see that every fiber of your being is synonymous with gods creation. For the first couple years that might entail hearing everything as a metaphor for the path you walk that moment, but that evolves until it comes in directly, that when you talk to another, you know you are talking to the creator that has arranged each moment of the world to suit your path at the moment. When you get there, there is no past or future to debate predestiny over; it simply becomes 'well God, what do we do now?'. Because, I step down into the realm of curiosity, in spite of the fact that it seems the universe is all woven around me, I still have to ask 'well what about those other people? do they exist like I, even though they mesh perfectly into my own script?' and indeed they do. I can step into their perspective and see that the world unfolds about them in just the same manner. They attract more chaos and different subject matter. There minds are so cluttered that they can't see their own reflection. If I'm in the company of a horse lover I will notice that Mr Ed has made a guest appearrance on a tv show, that we are driving by billboards with horses, that they appear in store windows and in friends conversation matter. Because I wish to know them, their elements become visible in my world. They would claim that nothing supernatural was occurring, but believe that that's what the world looks like. I might go many months without seeing the quantity of horses they see daily. They might say I just wasn't looking, and that's true in a fashion, but in the same fashion as I could say a fifth of the people you meet on the street are aware of this phenomenon, and they just hadn't been looking.

The hand that creates this dream of matter creates your thoughts and is omnipotent (and has a fantastic knack for clockwork puzzles, theater production, and quantum mechanics). Keep that in mind and you will see 'whatever!' you are ready to believe in.

On the chance that you are opening your eyes to this path, it would be timely to define mystic and occult. Mystic is where you poke your head into the clouds until the ground rises with you. It is a sea in which can learn from all that can convey. One can not have an ego there. Occult is a world which is like a workshop table, and one reaches a hand into the clouds with their ego to bring down supernatural tweaks into a land that is asleep to it's mystical connected source. I consider occult a predominantly irresponsible path until one has had years of mystical apprenticeship, which in your case would be termed talking with jesus or seeing the face of god. Still, I find my own hand is not held at all times. As often as not, I simply operate in the mundane or occult, and get reports back from the mystical realm as to whethar new ways I set in motion were virtuous or not. When I first had my awakening 13 years ago, I presumed that I would lose all autonomy; now I find that that may never happen in a billion years. That god created me to perceive myself as somewhat separate from god that I might serve to experience the mind and creation of God for God, if that makes any sense to you. Again, good luck.
Oh, you've not really talked about your connection with christ, so I don't have a clear picture whethar by any medium you are on conversing terms as we are. If so, I've been curious what the man tells you about me. It may differ from reports I get directly, we each have our little worlds or perceptions in spite of it all being one. Tower of Babel, so to say. Keeps things interesting.