Dreams, the morning of April 16, 2013.
One of the longest running dream sequences I've ever had.
It would be nearly impossible to document every single aspect of the stream, it
would take more than 24 hours.
One of the dynamics of the dream works within what I
should tell you concerning recent events.
For now I'm going just dark with the ending sequence I
said I'm going to start.
An attractive young woman stands on the sidewalk, she's
blind, she has one of those unique sticks that help blind people navigate. She
also has an assistance animal, something like seeing-eye dog however this isn't
a dog. It's a badger, she has a seeing eye badger.
She stands on the sidewalk holding her stick and the
badger at her side, the camera pans down to the sidewalk itself, next to the
curb. There is beautiful and perfect blue Jay feather a little less than 6
inches long. Just lying there on the sidewalk.
Now let me explain some of the aspects of my dreaming.
Again I have pickup sequences I said pickup sequences. No
that's not what I'm trying to say what I am saying is I have reoccurring
patterns. I call the pickups.. It's simply not going to type it and am not
going to fight with it.
This is one of those things, throughout the dreaming of
last night I returned to these sidewalk sequences, the atmosphere changes, the
sidewalk changes, the automobiles change, everything changes even the angle of
light.
There are 2 unique sidewalk of this, much like George
Lucas is American graffiti. Here cars are parked along the street next to the
curb.
Sometimes there are coins on the sidewalk and sometimes
there are leaves.
In another unique sidewalk exchange I'm in a specific
place. It's in Bethany Oklahoma at a music store along old Route 66, referred
to as 39th Expressway some time ago. Here Route 66 is a divided Boulevard,
anyway I am standing or the cameras standing on the sidewalk in front of the
music store. You see the music store because you're looking out onto the
street. You never see the store, I just know that that's where I was standing
when I was experiencing this dream.
Now I'm willing to try to just briefly hit on some
points, not for storytelling that just all remember.
There's the sequence of the girl in the great ninja suit
outside of what I can say would be Abilene Texas. Then there's the old house on
Glade, with new purple carpeting and strange carpeting people. There's all
kinds of carpet all over the place and little kids are taking parts and pieces
of the old carpet and walking through the neighborhood. A young child has a
motorized scooter and drives underneath the crabapple tree holding a piece of
carpet.
You have to excuse me life's interruptions.
I'm just when to fly to this thing for my own personal
notes. A walk into the house, it's not the old houses the current house, my
mother is there she is gotten a new job, my father tells me, at Cat Catering.
The carpet people ask me who I am and I explained to them
that I live here from time to time. They are 2 older women. For some reason my
parents are carping over tile, ceramic tile in the carpet is a horrible purple
and of very poor quality.
I'm not going to get into it here and I didn't get into
it in the dream.
Mother serves us lunch, this alarms me because it's fish,
fish that I had caught several dreams ago, that is to say several days ago when
another dream, I caught a bunch of fish and I had a large fish dinner and
invited everyone to it.
This is leftover fish from that dream several days ago.
I'm concerned because it's been several days and although the fish is cooked I
hope it's been properly refrigerated. I'm assuming it has.
Now we need to talk about the fish, these are small mouth
fish and from all appearances they are not cooked. But they are cooked because
I cooked them.
The fish look entirely whole, they've been cut in half
not from mouth detail but in the middle from the upper fin to the lower fin.
Essentially leaving their heads and tails fully intact.
I say this because I get my plate of fish and I have a
fish head looking at me, its eyes still bright and clear, it appears to be
completely raw and just cut in half.
Now for the bulk of the dream.
This is somewhat sticky. In this part of the dreaming
there are people I really know, people who really know me, people with names
and people I currently interact with and some I haven't interacted with in
decades.
The problem is the real and I feel funny using their real
names.
So I'm going to have to change surnames, I'm going to
have to change their names because their names are important. I need to
remember who these people are and what happened in the dream.
Now to change their names and to do it in a fashion in
keeping with cryptography I need to go to the Internet. Excuse me I'm looking
for some very precise names and I have to change cultures.
Kadipatta and Methi Spice make a deal with me, they'll
overlook this and give the world an opportunity to heal if I agree to kill
myself.
I think, if it's good save the world I might as well.
This is when a bunch of other people but I know in real life
begin to despise a plan to save me. The pleadings get quite elaborate and
evolve into all kinds of things involving helicopters, scuba gear, whales and
other exotic sea creatures.
This is some kind of dream here.
After about 86 days of this I tell the mold to forget it,
Mr. and Mrs. Spiess will in time forget about whatever agreement we have.
NOTE! I would go
one but the machine is acting funny and the Dragon is not working even close to
accuracy.
I need to jump back to the blind girl, the one with the
Seeing Eye badger, this is a real person as well, I'm never matter I've never
met her, I could access her name if I were to move into that database. I don't
want to wire that up right now but I need to make a reference for myself.
I remove her coming into consciousness and thinking about
her and all of this and I remember making several loops into my memory.
Wondering how all of this stuff entered my unconscious.
I figured some things out, it has to do with the couch,
Jeff, that's coded but it's also true, the couch and the unique Windows that
rotate.
You're there and there is the line and within the line of
the components and dynamics of some the things in the dream.
Now look at these real people and the unique properties
each have in your new unique relationship with each. It fits the pattern and it
fits the girl on the sidewalk.
Now chaff let's look at something underground, Mr. and
Mrs. Spiess, you realize that's a tangent to the orange sphere.
Which takes us to Rome which takes us to locating the
unique scalpel.
Which gets back to the TV Guide and gets packed other
things.
Now let's tell the world this.
On October 12, 2012 I unplugged myself. I slowly begun to
recover from that experience but the experience was important as it allowed me
to stand inside your shoes and look at the world through your eyes and to look
at me through your office. The things I write in the things I say, I'm able to
see myself through your eyes.
This much of my predicament. Explained…….
Malfunction malfunction where is my function Mr.
malfunction.
Now today April 16 I have to become super unplugged. This
is for an entirely different reason.
I have some knowledge or should I say I've had an
experience that gave me some awareness that had major significance yesterday. I
don't know what I should say about it or whether not I should even discuss it.
Much of the dreaming was wrestling with these issues.
Which gets back to a lot of things.
There was once a presidential candidate, I was told if he
was elected some things would happen. I thought the best course of action was
to keep the man from being elected, not that I have a problem with the man, I
actually consider him to be a hero. But it was the end of certain dynamics and
I thought those dynamics should live on.
Basically at the end of this dream a spiritual entity
comes to me and says, you should have let him be elected then he would've met
the torch and then we would've had her. And then this side of the planet could
have imploded according to her malfunction.
Essentially what you've done this prolonged the agony of
it.
You know that's a strange thing to experience her dream.
You think you're fighting for the greater good only to have the good tell you
you should've let the bad happen.
This gets back to television and something that was on
last night.
You know I can't reassemble everything for you. Sometimes
I say something and I realize they have not put it together correctly, it's
like a puzzle, they're forcing the pieces to fit together and it's not natural.
This has to do with the idea of myth and walking on water
and forgiveness.
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Cover:
Rescue Me
Ann Lembeck Leary
@ hand 2 finish you need pic – not mine – no I will not!
Hook @ Windy City
Y cover B_low B_CUZ
NEXT
Original Fleetwood Mac bassist Bob Brunning died on 18
October 2011, at the age of 68.[19] Former guitarist and singer Bob Weston was
found dead on 3 January 2012, at the age of 64.[20] Former singer and guitarist
Bob Welch was found dead of a self-inflicted gunshot wound on 7 June 2012, at
the age of 66.[21]
From: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fleetwood_Mac
041613.
Testing 123 for clarification it's not you rescuing me
it's me rescuing you. Only I'm not really doing that anymore because I've given
up on you. Every time I offer a helping hand you say go away I'm looking for
helping hand. So I'm going away.
Here's the problem with rock 'n roll scripting, I no
longer have my original library. I'm going to purchase a song that's heavily
coded between both Chicago and Boston because these 2 cities are interlinked in
current dynamics.
I could explain this but no one's going to believe me.
And I choose not to waste my breath but I will pass along the role of rock.
If you could look in this deep enough you would realize
that there's some stuff going on. It's kind of like the dream stuff. Anyway
there's more than one variation on this I'm using this variation but it's not
exactly fully keyed. In truth you need all the variations to form the correct
key areas..
While I've been fishing around trying to find the correct
keycode I keep remembering all kinds of stuff I'm supposed to tell you. Then
again why bother telling you anything. It's getting used to your shoes and
looking at myself through your shoes.
I remember lying in bed and thinking about the rubber and
all of the fisherman area you guys were supposed to be there. I'm supposed to
move especially when I'm doing ceremonial things completely devoid of mankind.
Basically you guys have worked your way into a corner.
If you expect to find or see something following me
around you're completely mistaken. I can document magical things but I have to
do it through my own tools. You're not allowed to document. Which gets back to
this strange box urine.
You know I like that malfunction.
Who's in what closet. Which gets back to television.
Television is merely a box it's chosen to do a certain type of dance so I
choose now again to dance with. But it's just a box.
I can dance with this little bit of media because there some
distance and because we have the wonderful characteristic of television, that
is to say it's always half fast. Half bottom.
This is because as soon as they get the ball rolling it's
time to take a break.
You guys don't understand the concept of cereal.
Now we can talk about laser beams and all kinds of things
but that's on the flip side of adult.
The flip side of it all.
Now I've got to move on but before I do I have to make
certain routes within a track.
I'm supposed to go the Thanksgiving square, that's a real
place here, I was supposed to go there a long time ago, but I simply have no
reason to go there.
It's a drive. And I don't want to take that drive to do a
piece of voodoo dance that you people won't heed anyway.
It's reinventing the wheel and substitutions trend…
Which gets back to the girls.
Let's pack this thing up and call it a day so I'll leave
you with this.
I will say this if you want to find the correct key
sequence it's in this mess somewhere, I haven't found it all, the Kiesling
Chicago and Boston the keys linked Chicago and Boston. Bullock is called a
tumbler. The lock is called a tumbler.
Now I need to find abracadabra.
No I'm not going to find it, yes I am to find, I have to
find. Miller do right now.
That was an interesting misfire, the fact that Miller
would come up. I can't find what I'm looking for.
You know Fleetwood Mac gets back to some original
early-stage 18% gray lecture series information. Notify net and anybody's archives.
You're not going to find that in anyone's archives. It's a strange bridge point
that connects deep purple and Fleetwood Mac and circled around to Oklahoma
City.
Young people are unaware of how crappy the rock 'n roll
promoting industry is. I mean rock 'n roll promoters are real bad people, for
the most part. Or lease they were some time ago.
Just ask any of the old rock and rollers.
If a band wanted to take a break the promoters would form
a substitution band that had none of the real member Senate but would rehearse
all of the songs. So if you went to go see these groups UNC a group that had
none of the real members in the group. They would sing the songs but it's not
the same group.
One of the dead Bob's was fed up with this and left the
band this is when the 2 others joined the band. Then someone who had been with
the band struck it big at the same time the band struck it big.
Yes this walks around Route 66.
And Route 66 is a left-handed way to work your vehicle to
Chicago and reroute to Boston.
Tricky tricky tricky. I can see the lock and I know where
part of the keys are but I can't find the right key for that given lock.
Not that it matters.
This gets back to something I was thinking about as I was
lying in bed, if you could wire my head so you could see every little detail
flowing through it you could actually predict a lot of stuff that happens in
the world from day-to-day. Which explains why I'm reaching for the maximum
unplugs switch. I simply can't see anymore. I know too much already.
Which gets back to birds of a feather and I might like
you better if we slept together.
Which gets backed Coppertone which gets back to the coins
which gets back to something else.
Let's jump back to television and then I'll take you for
a ride in my artwork area…
I might as well.
You know they change the program lineup, I was recording
one thing and the one thing was superseded by urgent news.
Now there are witnesses, so ask the witness what was
being recorded or simply look at yesterday's recording schedule.
Now look at the door, there's your lock, it's a tumbler!
The good have to give me a 2nd the pull-up the magic
wand. I'll post this for now and then I'll go into that magic hat in C of I can
find the 3 of clubs.
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