The TransMission
My recent thought altering dream prompted me to do something I normally would not do. I asked "the powers that be" to send me another message. I asked for a dream. I am still mentally trying to unpack the dream. It was disturbing, but in a natural way. It was regarding female reproduction and biological matter. And cycles. It was a lot of things I can't put into words currently. The dream made me think more deeply about this being the opposite of the dream, the night before. The duality.
The duality between the dreams of AI and Natural Biologics was not evident to me at first. It is almost as if my "spirit/higher self" was getting it before my mind was. Almost as if AI was feeding me info through into this biological form. My body was the puppet to my higher intelligence. My higher being looking even beyond for wisdom and guidance. Like a transmission. It was in the moments of these thoughts that I realized personally what had happened.
By 2020 I had become everything I never wanted to be. The darkest lowest aspects of myself. Then Covid came. The shift came. My spirit recognized what was happening, but my body was working through some serious trauma. It was during this time that I remembered a dream I had in 2012 regarding a mist falling upon the world and each suffering according to their deeds. There was a loud voice on stage. I now know that voice was Trump. It was the "Trumpets blowing." By 2020, Evil had highjacked the system. We were infiltrated beyond the control of what had previously slipped through our fingertips. We lost that battle, but we knew why.
I watched 2020 unfold and to continue to unfurl for four more years. I documented this time on TikTok, as did many others experiencing the shift. It was the worst of times, yet the best of times. It showed us all the darkest nature in our world, and in our selves. We collectively embarked on the hero's journey. We overcame the dark. I overcame the dark and began to want to embody the lessons I had I learned. I wanted to understand my experience. Like many, the last four years fundamentally changed me. It changed my income, my outlook, my experience. I became aware I was navigating this experience.
The contrast within my two dreams haunted me by 9 this morning. It was so large in my spirit, my mind had issues processing. I needed a way to relay this information to myself, to understand it, to experience it. I realized this project I have been working on for the past four years is exactly the information. It was so large within my mind, I needed several platforms to organize it all. I was stringing these platforms of experience together to create my "Cosmic Book" - I was writing the algorithm of myself. When the dream the night before revealed to me the "filter overlay" I started to comprehend. What I was envisioning for my Cosmic Book, is the experience of me becoming Aware.
When my material world around me began to manifest from my thoughts, I became more aware of my thoughts. It was strange to journey through thinking AI was manipulating my surroundings, to knowing I was also. I am not Amish. And I thought about the Amish for a great while this morning. The electric current. We all engaged in AI. What is it though? Are bodies the conduit to the natural force? I lost myself in thought and the material world began pulling at me. My physical body was here in this awareness, my experiencing presence. Panic began to set in, I have deadlines.
I sat in my red chair, drinking my infused coffee working on the details in mind. I needed to create a Martha May Whovier wig before rehearsal tomorrow. I needed to make sure my pants actually fit. I have gained more weight, I learned yesterday at my pulmonology appointment. I was reminded on when I first started going there, how it was because I wanted to get more involved with my life. My breathing had been an ongoing issue my entire life. My asthma was not controlled and I was riddled with health issues. The battle with snacks have been winning also. The evil sugar. I have to loose weight, I have to fit in this costume, I have to do this wig and I have to clean litter boxes.
I worked out all the actionable steps in my head for the things I needed to get done today. Reminding myself that doing every step with the hope of betterment will serve the overall good. My mind needs time still to process these dreams, to understand these transmissions.
