More and more dreams...

I had an interesting set of dreams lately.. this has to do with the problem of dealing with strangers and their problems I guess because it is influencing me to no end.

Yeah.. so anyway, the dream:

I was both a participant of a journey and at the same time, I wasn't; I was trying to do something; I was following a trail of some scientists, eventually; who did a radio interview in the year 1995, the odd part was, they seemed only one step away from finishing their work.. and then I accidently ran into them.. during my journey and they were in the process of letting it be, to leave things as they were within their research and instead build a tower up to the sky so that they could "rest".. the cloud formations were the shape of a man laying down, dreaming.. but with a catch.. the clouds were grey and this looked like the picture from the cover of the book about DMT... and these scientists had decided, that instead of finishing what they started and to show the world the truth of what transdiminsional realities existed, and ufos and that sort of thing.. that they were mearlying going on their "last trip" possibly letting the world die because of it.

I yelled at them and told them it wasn't fair to the world to just decide when it was them who had the most information on the topic.. that the world didn't have to be laid to waste because of their apathey...

and as I was walking away, dissapointed with their conclusion... they said they were breaking down the tower, and that I was essencially right, that it was their responsibility to see it to the end and then they could "rest"... because I pointed out their work wasn't complete.

As they were smashing down the brick tower.. my husband and I walked away to go home, where ever that was at the time.. and to a point it was us, but then to a point we had become the couple from "Its a Wonderful Life"; and the power was shut down to all the homes in the area, but it didn't matter, we were having a party (we never have parties anymore!!) and this party was like a 1940's thing with comodities from hotel gift packets laid out.. like small bottles of lotion, nailfiles, one use desposible razors, mints.. that kind of stuff.. really strange to put out for our "guests" but it was a film now anyway..

I got a message from one of the scientists as the project was restarting.. and he said.. "you parapsycholgists are much smarter than scientists.." and I didn't know if he was serious or ironic or something possibly even insulting.. and I thought it odd he called me and my husband parapsycholgist when in the film we were supposed to be "christians" or something like that.. even still my husband would have never really enjoyed that word..

and after I looked out the window to see what photos they were taking of events going on.. I noticed my bottom teeth started becoming loose.. suddenly I pulled them out with my fingers.. and thought.. oh dear, what have I done now.. but no panic.. I thought, if I can collect all the teeth falling out, and put them somewhere I could put them back in to my jawbone.. then I thought something silly and irrational.. after looking in the mirror.. "my husband won't look at me anymore if I loose my teeth...".. odd huh?

I think of it like this:

I've been in the process for a number of days trying to talk someone into not taking drugs... and trying to get them to enjoy life and what they have of life.. My Friday night chat was canciled and so I spent a large portion of the night just hearing out, and giving my time to the points of view in his/her situation.

The ideas revolving around DMT bother me.. its as if some people think you should go and do it.. and take that trip.. just like so many felt with LSD, and other forms of psychotropic drugs which "expand the mind".. My parents came from a time where LSD was the promised Mana from heaven.. the time when it was pure and supplied by the CIA.. still, it never made me want to try any of it.

Yeah..then one day it was illegal and was an unpure substance cut with stricnine to "make you see colours better".

My point is, maybe if we can learn how to control the natural chemicals within our own bodies, we can unlock the real psychedelic experience.. the real connection to that real 3rd eye....

I see the scientists as falling asleep on the job, because they are thinking along the logical instead of the spiritual.. towers are interesting too because of the tower of Bable... the aspiration to reach, but not the aspriation to complete.. maybe that is the message.. and me, my teeth? a certain helplessness.. a weakness of living inside of a body which is not powerful enough to endure the process of time.. as teeth belong to Saturn/Mars.. category.. they are both your "bite" and ablity to attack and at the same time, an important STRUCTURE... a definate Saturn keyword..

spritualists are Neptunian/Lunar by nature..Scientists Saturn again..so they ripping down their structure to their spiritual journey's end.. to restart and continue work they have long researched.. Saturn again and again over Neptune.. as though this was the logical conclusion before, maybe its a converse of the two.. Saturn's structure and responsibility and logic shifting towards the Neptunian with the rest and with the drug experienmentation in favour of continued hard work. And I..the Neptunian "spiritualist" promoting the continued work in the Saturn way.. by taking the work of the past and inproving upon it.. and continuing research...

It rememinds me of my natal horoscope with a Saturn/Neptune inconjuct and the midpoint being Mercury. It goes on just as convolutedly as well..