I dreamt of a 19th century rural mother and her teen-age son. The mother was proud of how he had developed. I somehow intuited that her primary project was spiritual,…
Category: Dreaming
waking reality is very much part of general reality
Heaven is no reward for a life well-led; it is the act of leading a life well.
A society based on overlapping pair-wise relationships in networks of pairs
I have long suspected that waking reality is a kind of dream. The truth of the matter is irrelevant.
Maybe we’re all in a refugee camp for cranky people on the outskirts of Heaven, and only our arrogance makes it appear to be reality.
Reality is a giant hyper-dimensional crystal that gives the illusion of internal movements when you look through it from different angles. Or so I dreamt
I have discovered an amazing drug effect without any drug. There is just one catch