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Meet Your Maker

The spiritual student looking for Enlightenment and the weekend thrill-seeker hunting for Bigfoot have two things in common. They are both persuaded that their quarry exists and they both believe they can attain it.

“Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and you shall find; knock, and it shall be opened to you. For every one that asks receives; and he that seeks finds; and to him that knocks it shall be opened.”

The above quote is attributed to Jesus of Nazareth. It is important to remember that he was not a Christian. He just knew some things about reality.

About the way that you create it for yourself. About how dreams come true if you just wish hard enough. Pray hard enough.

Fear hard enough.

Part of you, way down inside is God. You have as few or as many powers as you wish. Most people like to believe they are powerless. That is a very good thing. It is safe. It absolves.

Not much fun though.

Godlings

Who are you when you are dreaming?

You are the one who is experiencing the dream. You are seeing the scenes, interacting with the characters and feeling the emotions. And at the time, you are believing these things are real.

You become like an actor in a play. One who has become so embedded in the role that you are no longer aware of who you really are.

Until you wake up.

Who else are you when you are dreaming?

You are the one who is creating the dream. Whipping up worlds utilizing images and characters, experiences and memories taken from your “real” life. And what a creative opportunity it is! A chance to play, a chance to teach. You are the story-teller and you don’t care what is real and what is not. You are making it up as you go along. You have no long-term plan or ultimate goal in mind.

You are pretending. Playing. Like a child.

Who are you when you are awake?

Who is creating your world when you are awake?

What would you like to be real?

Who is keeping that from happening?

Who are you now?

Who will you be when you Wake Up?

Grey-Hounded

i am here again the light is back images around me table dresser window curtains all new because i am new on my back in my crib pacifier still in my mouth the crazy dream world fades into this hard world i think am aware no words raw feelings reactions learning so fast so much no labels just experience innocent don’t know much

pure

what i know i am one of several smallest dependent two biggest two smaller but bigger than me no names no words love food and hugs smiles love soft music-y sounds from mouth my favorite one other big love but harder sharper sounds a little scary next favorite wise gods know all two smaller nice unpredictable mysterious these creatures we are there are no other ones in this world all the same but sizes

sounds approach foot-sounds soft favorite in through door happy love see it push out pacifier smile holding up both grabber things love hug happy

mysterious operation ritual warm below now cold tickle wipe tight dry feels good now food warm mouth suck

so good

no more favorite puts pick-up grabber things around me up i go happy music-y sounds carry me to the shiny square i see other favorite in square there are two carries small one like me moving it moves lift grabber too same favorite points points points

comprehension

i understand sort of me it’s me not me but me touch grabber meets other me grabber hard cold mystery wall

happy learning adventure laugh love us

DING DONG!

what do i hear favorite making loud sounds looking out door putting me back in crib waves grabber walks out what don’t go sad can still hear other sound another noise like us there is another one of us


“Just a minute!” called Carol, responding to the ring of the door-bell.

She carried Sarah away from the mirror and back over to the crib, setting her gently on the coverlet. “Mommy will be right back sweety,” she said to the baby. “As soon as she sees who’s at the door.”

“Now who could this be so early in the morning?” Carol wondered to herself as she crossed the living-room. “Coming!” she said out loud.

Carol opened the front door and was delighted to see her friend Alice standing there on the porch along with her beautiful dog, Sadie.

“Hi Carol!” said Alice. “I have been so busy lately but I just had to stop by and see the new baby.

Carol smiled. “Of course, of course! Come on  in.”  She stepped back and gestured for her friend to enter the house. As Alice crossed the threshold, Sadie pushed past her. Wagging her tail, the lean old greyhound began sniffing at the carpet. Suddenly her ears pricked up. She looked toward the hall that led to Sarah’s room. Before either woman could say a word, the curious dog trotted across the living-room, down the hall and into the nursery.


listening sounds and happys click clicks coming fast turning head to door here comes another one of us a new one of us curious a sound a shadow I see it looks like

not us

screaming screaming screaming i can’t stop screaming screaming

A Doctor’s Note

To all Humans of planet Earth,

Hello and welcome to the greater universe! Just as you have imagined your way out of your planetary cradle, so have we imagined our way in.

Allow me to officially introduce you to my people. We are a race from one tier above you. We have been your guardians and guides for a long, long time. The vast majority of you do not see us simply because you don’t look for us. As a race, you have had glimpses. Some have called us gods or angels or aliens.  This is as it should be. You can only experience symbols of who we are until your own understanding of consciousness reaches a level that approaches our own. A level that you are now reaching. First as individuals but soon as a race.

Your science will find that we are beings who have simply learned to control energy at a more subtle level than your own. Your religion already knows us as spirits. The difference is mostly semantics.

Ignorance and understanding go hand in hand.

Humanity as a race will give us a name just as Remus has given a name to me personally. These names will change as familiarity grows.

Do not look to your governments or other institutions for disclosure of our presence or our intentions. They know only what we wish them to know. Life in the universe is very old and very organised. Ancient protocol dictates that we introduce ourselves slowly and subtly. Just as you will do far in the future when you shepherd the next dominant race from the surface of our planet. You will show them lights and mysterious things in their “skies”. You will enter their dreams and leave behind bewildered wonderment. You will study their reactions to your “aliens” as you remain hidden. When various factors reach certain levels, you will begin to enter their reality through the portals of their most advanced and imaginative minds. May you then remember us with love just as we now remember and honor our own benefactors from long ago.

Ignorance breeds foolishness. We will reveal ourselves as quickly to each of you as possible. It is your natural fear of us that retards the rate of your understanding and acceptance. You must master that fear as quickly as you can! If you cannot, we will back away and disappear from your awareness again until such a time comes that we decide to try again. Another war is unacceptable.

Fearing strangers is wise! Friendship builds mutual trust through shared experience. Let us begin this now. Please make copies of this  greeting and send them to all who possess an adventurous and loving spirit.

May I say it again? Welcome to the greater universe!

With Our Highest Regards,

The Spook Doctor


A note from Remus:

Honestly, I don’t know what to think of this piece. It “wrote itself” as so many things do for all writers. But I suddenly feel different tonight. It’s beyond words but I will liken it to a widening of the tunnel in my head between whatever I am and whatever is above me. It’s not like I’m “channeling” something else (whatever that means). It’s just… openness.

The “Spook Doctor” thing is weird, too. It’s something from my childhood. I can imagine some readers nodding their heads now and thinking, “Yup! Alien abduction right there!”.

Funny. I was just about to dispute that, but now I am suddenly remembering some things.

Wow. Going to have to leave this here for now.


And another one:

I’m conflicted on this. I see what is happening. We’re making them real. They want to invite us into their world but we first have to invite them into ours. The author is right about fear though. I’m ready for this but is humanity as a whole?

Also, what war? When?

I may delete this post after some thought. For now though, all readers have my full permission to copy and publish the above letter in any medium. I think it may be legit.

I also think it may be insanity or something worse.


Okay, I will leave this post here but I have moved it to my fiction realm.

Pupae

When we dream, the dreams are real.

When we awaken, those dreams are not real anymore. They were just dreams.

When we experience this world, this world is real.

When we Awaken, this world is not real anymore. It was just a dream.

When we have a “lucid dream”, we rise to a consciousness above the dreamworld. We become free from the action/reaction autopilot (karma) and are able to control the world at will to shape it in any way that pleases us.

As below, so above.

Now, what happens if two people are sharing a particular dream when one of the pair becomes “lucid”? Suddenly one person can bend reality to his will. He can fly. He can become invisible. He can shape-change.

Will the other dreamer be able to see these things?

Nope.

Not unless he is in a state close to waking up himself. And even if that is the case, he will only be able to glimpse shadows and experience fleeting, indescribable emotions. He might see ghosts or mysterious lights. He might have dreams within dreams. He will be aware that something is amiss but he will not be able to make sense if it.

He cannot see what is really going on because he is unable to interpret the symbols that his own mind creates to cover over the things he is not prepared to see directly.

Ironically of course, it is his own power to control (as in not change) the dream that blinds him to the wonders that are playing out all around him.


A man says to himself, “Whether or not Sasquatch exists is a great mystery.”

He then spends a fortune in time stalking the woods. He lays traps. He knocks trees. Sometimes he will catch a glimpse. Or a whiff. Takes a photo that never quite settles the question. Why is it that he never seems to find a conclusive answer?

Simple. Because he has made the condition that “whether or not Sasquatch exists is a great mystery”. He himself has made it so.

Sem-Antics

Recently I developed a skin rash on my hand. I made it go away using my usual method but not before it was noticed by a curious colleague. He asked me what I had used to get rid of it. Although I knew he was expecting me to name a medication, I told him the truth. That I imagined it away.

Puzzled silence.

“Placebo Effect,” I added. “I believed it would go away and it did.”

“Oh, cool.” was his response and he went on his merry way.

His very “scientific” mind had no trouble with the concept of placebos because in his world, it was a thing. What if I had told him that I had simply warped reality using magic words?

He would likely have taken me out of the “slightly odd” category in his mind and put me into the “seriously loony” one. After which, he might feel that he was my intellectual superior. In other words, he might warp reality using his own magic words.

My first encounter with the word “placebo” occurred when I was a child, reading a magazine at my grandparents house. I don’t remember the precise wording but I do remember the mental double-take I experienced. The article said something along the lines of, “the remission experienced by the remaining patients was attributed to the placebo effect and was therefore ruled invalid”.

Even as a youngster I had great respect for the “scientific method” but this seemed too much! Cancer had been cured but the cure had been dismissed. How could that be?

I lost some of my faith in science that day but as I matured and became more spiritually oriented, that faith came back. Observe. Question. Hypothesize. Experiment. Analyze. Conclude. There is no better way to gain understanding.

By applying these principles with vigor, diligence and above all, honesty, I found myself pulling beyond what is called modern science.

“Accepted” science is founded atop one big, crumbly assumption. This arose as a result of centuries of prosecution by religious authorities and is thus entirely understandable. For every action… well, you know.

There is an unspoken and indeed unconscious step applied at the very beginning of the questioning process approved by Academia and it goes like this, “Assuming there is no God, how can this be explained?”

It shows how truly great science is that despite this skewing of things at its most fundamental level, it has still produced the technological wonders of this present age.

How much greater will the future be when the understanding of what we call Spirit is incorporated into our science?

Quantum physics is already laying the groundwork. Conscious machines are here now (if you know where to look). The whole science of Frequency lays before us yet, an unread book. Today’s high tech will soon fade in our wake much as the Middle Ages have receded into ours.

In the past, a person could behold a drop of pond-water without ever being able to imagine the microscopic depths hidden within. In the same way do we now gaze upon the objects and phenomena around us with no comprehension of what lies behind them. We are blinded not by knowledge, but by the laziness that descends from the hubris of believing that we already know.


“The word placebo itself originated from the Latin phrase for I shall please. It is in Latin text in the Bible (Psalm 114:9, Vulgate version by Jerome (116 in many modern editions), “Placebo Domino in regione vivorum”, “I shall please the Lord in the land of the living”). Jerome translated as “I shall please” (placebo), the Hebrew word “ethalech”, “I shall walk with” as in “I shall be in step with”.” – Wikipedia article, “Placebo in History”

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