couple of nights ago i got up from strange dream
dreams are graphic composition of a solution for my problem
i am stressed by a situation the problem is created by the organization and we are solution provider. The organization refuse to see they are the author of problem even when they are pointed out. It is ages old and the organization trains or mans people to create problem and they can't depart from that habit. They periodically shut themselves down in order not to create problem. Their employees are are sent on leave for two weeks to 6 weeks vacation in a year over and above 3 days in a week.
My memory had an image of an village idiot in Crepe who would attach bees and wasps with string to his head as crown. They would whirl around is head.
Now the dream.
In a party I was introduced to a mystic. Lights were switch off - we saw was impressed with the display little lights of planets sun moon earth are reflected in the wall he being the source like bees and wasps around crown of village idiot in Crepe. It was like planetarium.
I could do better. I asked others to follow me in the open space and I showed them stars planets meteorites satellites all heavenly bodies moving above me as center in my bidding and they do truly so in graphic image and without words.
the center of heaven once upon a time was earth.In course of time it traveled to heaven - Sun then to milky way to universe as composed by learned bodies in the universities. Thereby they became the center of universe.
I someway was able to bring back the center in my center again and freed them the compulsion of theories composed in universities and academicians.
No more theories are required they move as they please without theories and we observe.
The dream says something to me - there is composer of my dream and it was shown to me so that i need not stress myself.
I must be patient to see till the end the evolving story as a spectator and not jump up bathing tub and run into street. Even if I do I must wait and see the story forever evolving composed by the composer - he is the beginning and he is the end.
He exists being absent and creating present.
dreams are graphic composition of a solution for my problem
i am stressed by a situation the problem is created by the organization and we are solution provider. The organization refuse to see they are the author of problem even when they are pointed out. It is ages old and the organization trains or mans people to create problem and they can't depart from that habit. They periodically shut themselves down in order not to create problem. Their employees are are sent on leave for two weeks to 6 weeks vacation in a year over and above 3 days in a week.
My memory had an image of an village idiot in Crepe who would attach bees and wasps with string to his head as crown. They would whirl around is head.
Now the dream.
In a party I was introduced to a mystic. Lights were switch off - we saw was impressed with the display little lights of planets sun moon earth are reflected in the wall he being the source like bees and wasps around crown of village idiot in Crepe. It was like planetarium.
I could do better. I asked others to follow me in the open space and I showed them stars planets meteorites satellites all heavenly bodies moving above me as center in my bidding and they do truly so in graphic image and without words.
the center of heaven once upon a time was earth.In course of time it traveled to heaven - Sun then to milky way to universe as composed by learned bodies in the universities. Thereby they became the center of universe.
I someway was able to bring back the center in my center again and freed them the compulsion of theories composed in universities and academicians.
No more theories are required they move as they please without theories and we observe.
The dream says something to me - there is composer of my dream and it was shown to me so that i need not stress myself.
I must be patient to see till the end the evolving story as a spectator and not jump up bathing tub and run into street. Even if I do I must wait and see the story forever evolving composed by the composer - he is the beginning and he is the end.
He exists being absent and creating present.
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