Karmic Power

A heated meeting was going on. I overheard "...just call in Tommie Carter. He should be able to solve this problem." I noticed that once again I was in the offices of C&P. Intuitively I started thinking about the issue under discussion and wondered why so many people were needed to make a decision.

I heard DN's voice saying "just let him take a look at this issue and it will be all resolved." I decided to head to the office to assess the problem. I felt a bit disgusted by the debate and wished to extricate myself from the situation.

While in the office I look and see a plug that is not put into the machine. I plug it in and things appear to start up normally. I notice the smell of cigarette smoke and see DN on the couch behind me -- blowing clouds of smoke straight up into the air.

I think to myself "how many lifetimes will I run into the same people, over and over?". This thought echoes through my head. I surface into this reality and contemplate the karmic nature of the universe.

A Tough Journey

In my latest encounter I walked into a room and saw two persons using a magnetic device which when held together near a man's head caused it to explode. I was not the only witness but the assailants did not seem to care about anyone other than their target. I took this as a sign to get my body out of the door of the room in which this scene was unfolding.

The target needed help so I raced around looking for anyone with a cry of "help! they're killing him!". No one appeared interested in helping. In a busy city all of the residents were wrapped in a cocoon of their own misery.

I noticed a police officer and he too turned me down; as he pointed at a closed store sheepishly. I got the feeling he was moonlighting as security for the store (it appeared to be filled with lots of gold and jewelry). I was running back towards the scene of the attack when the two assailants burst into sight.

The murderers were headed opposite and diagonally away from me. The smaller of the two men said "there is one..." and the pair did a 180 degree course change now headed directly for me. I took off running this time trying to help myself.

I noticed that the roads were semi-icy and thought to myself "well if I can stay ahead of them long enough to draw them towards a police station...". I was headed up a slightly curved street and towards a location where I thought there might be some help. My world view had narrowed to the point where there was just the bad guys and me.

Moving past the crest of the hill and the attackers were close on my heels. I found this amazingly unlikely but this is simply stating the facts. One of the guys grabbed my back and came away with a bag in which I carried my computer. The little one said "yes... he will come back for his computer..." and next "yes! we have the power cable!". I took a deep breath and kept moving thinking "it's password protected and insured" and "these guys are close enough for me to spring my trap".

"Where the hell is that police station?". My world view expanded, I rose up and came back to this world. "I'd better put this down before I forget it...". I have done just that and hope that others may find it either of interest or at least entertaining. For myself, it continues to be a tough journey.

Finding one's voice everyday

On stage I sang with an vocal group of about 7 members. We were practicing a series of rehearsals. We began with trying some harmonious sounds like "ahhhh...wooo... ah.ha.ahh"... Next we continued to try to work with our ebb and flow so we began to add movement in order to see what harmonies we would produce.

Giving each other encouragement we started to get looser. We began to extrapolate as we each sought our own voice. After a steady beat of "ahhhh...ahhhh...ah.. ahh.. ah.." one performer began singing "whyyyy....why... why... why...". We kept moving to encourage new harmonies.

Another singer added some ad hoc "I just don't know why.. you know we got to gooo.. but please somebody... please... tell me why..". This touched me and I harmonized back singing "I'll tell you whyyyyy!... because we got to know...there ain't no other way... for me to say... we all must travel some day... I-I-I really think we gotta tryyyy.. Cause life's too short... We have to tryyy...Someday down that line ... we meet again and I've got to say that's whyyy... whyy...we gotta hold on tight ... to someone we love tonight... that's why..."

In this world I felt that fame and renown were coming towards me. I wanted to stay asleep in that special place and, dream again. Here I found that I had a voice of my own.

The sleeper

We were in a theatre. My wife and I - we were watching a show. The native was performing how to make fire. He was a blue painted person. There were lots of designs over his skin. The performer could move, twist and jiggle his fat belly in a surprising number of ways.

I was annoyed when the audience began their catcalls of "sit-down" and "go do your homework" as I moved in closer to see the critical moment of this creation called Fire. I tried to be less imposing. Strange that I didn't bother to push back -- I thought to myself "why so meek today?".

My wife jumped right up and started to say something as our pizza's were delivered. "If they had to pay for this they would be more polite". Someone asked "who said that?", meaning another retort thrown out from the crowd. In surprise, I heard my wife say "it was that guy, and that guy and that one over there". In shock it dawned on me that the sleeper had awakened.

Better to light a candle than to curse the darkness

I regained awareness in a world where black clouds in the shape of walking beings decided to haunt the living. The goal of these beings seemed to surround and contaminate the human population. Because the beings were walking my immediate response was -- "Stratocumulus on the march!?"

Several of these beings approached as I awoke and attempted to lay hands on me. I climbed a tree since the black clouds appeared to be subject to gravity. These creatures appeared to me to be a living form of stratocumulus (link). I noted that these groups of beings did not rise as I climbed the tree although they appeared to gather closely together.

The gathering gave the impression of a re-formation of the traditional cloud cover. Since I did not want to be caught in this seemingly harmful environment I jumped down before a quorum of cloud beings could amass. I saw these beings start to surround other people as I came down from my safe haven.

As I ran I tried warning other humans of the approach of these beings. I awoke in a haze with a stark realization. My fellow humans could not see these beings at all. As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss.

Comment on the 'Unhappy meal' article

For some reason I believe that I must bury my gems deep in the ground. I tend to post what I consider really important stories deep down in my blog. Perhaps I do not want them (or myself) to be found. I cover things with less useful or less crazy stories (to appear normal?). But what is normal anyway.

Another story that I found on the uselessness of listening to the "health" advice of others points out that what is in today is typically out tomorrow. Now I cannot recommend that one read more than the first page of this story (which is the authors' fault for going on too long) but that first page is so enlightening it may just get you (thinking.... shh - I won't tell).

The author points out the hazards of trying to eat healthy as opposed to eating simply. He also advocates making meat a side dish. He might have a point or two more to express and as such I am going to step out of the way at this point. Please feel free to post back on this article. I am interested to see what everyone thinks.

Article (link)

By the way, browsing the other posts on this site may be hazardous for your mental health.

Dreams: Pathways of the multi-verse

I don't know whether it is fair to say that I dreamed or I visited the multi-verse again. This morning I awoke several times in multiple universes. On each occasion I faced similar challenges with my life. I was at a point where I needed and believed that I could make a break-through to reach greater heights.

In one of these universes something heinous was going on, people in the lower wards were being destroyed. There, usefulness was the essential value criteria. I awoke in that universe to horrific images of bland faced doctors who chose to inject some concoction into me. I resisted.

"You have already lived longer than anyone else in the lower wards... I wonder why?..." -- Those are the words spoken by the maniacal doctor in that universe. I decided that I had better disconnect from that version of myself in case of discovery.

In thinking about the multi-verse I must say that everything is just slightly off. The color of some curtains, children that I do not know who must be fat but are skinny. The paint does not match, seats look different than they do in this lifetime. People who are no longer, exist and those who should, do not.

In each universe/lifetime I believe that I have reached a pivotal point where I must decide to overcome the major obstacle in my life. It is at this crucial point that I have discovered the existence of my other selves and the realization that there is the strength of One, this must be tapped into, the relationship between each of these selves; these visions; can help one to surmount the obstacle.

In stark reality I awoke, feeling the tingling of the poisons from the mad doctor. I hoped that he had the antidote and wondered if he did not whether it would reach across multi-dimensional time and space. I felt that this missive better be sent.