Dream Journal
May 16, 1997
Context: I was wearing contact lenses during this time.
Rebecca was with me. There was a great power nearby. Our thoughts, though innocent and fine, didn’t please it, and it cast this spell that lowered the frequency. I felt this mental nonphysical vibration which lowered my frequency. There was a pulsing and flashing and I felt both like I was shrinking and growing. It was a sort of reality scrolling. I think I could’ve followed the growing or shrinking sensation. In the end I felt smaller. We went outside to see how things had changed.
We found ourselves in this office by a swimming pool. It was a much more evil place than before. We’d stepped down in quality to an insane world where no one really communicated or listened to each other. Everyone was 90% projecting, closed in a tight sphere. I felt thin and weak and compressed by cold vacuous emptiness. Like the airy LSD feeling.
We were looking forward to seeing a hand statue we’d heard about but it wasn’t there. Instead we were greeted by this territorial guy who said we weren’t allowed to go outside. I looked aside to let Rebecca handle him and got the impression that he felt her breasts when I wasn’t looking. He left and we decided to go outside anyways. It was “Oberlin” though it didn’t look a thing like it. It was unkempt under an foul overcast sky. We went walking around ponds and up and down hills. We walked around the side of the pool building and it became the side of Blaine House. Then I went inside. Maybe the dream retains a continuity but the source changes the context. An exploring urge changes the wilderness to Blaine House.
I went to the bathroom, complaining about my contacts. A nurse appeared and put them in vaseline after I took them out. I looked around and my vision was all fuzzy. I thought, “Well, okay, this is a dream. I can see okay if I try.” So I did and everything got clear and a little further away.
Dream Vibrations: This one is fascinating. The evil mind was the cause of this transition into a lower frequency realm. The perspective scroll, of shrinking and growing is like the focusing of a lens into different frequencies. Feeling smaller means I ended up in a lower frequency, which presses in harder on us. Our energy doesn’t go out from us as far. We are more separate.
This fits perfectly with the idea of people being closed in a tight sphere of their own thoughts, not communicating. This makes for an insane world.
Transition: This one is such a subtle transition. I go from the pool building to Blaine House simply by walking around the side of a building.
Dream Vision: Here’s a great example of expectations. Taking my contacts out, I naturally expected things to be blurry, and they were. But when I was reminded that it was a dream and that the blurriness was unnecessary, my sight became clear again.