Questions and Flashbulbs, Remote Dreams by Evan Bartholomew
On the plane:
I dreamed that there was a young girl who was applying at a school. It appeared to be some sort of monastery because I was there with another man wearing brown monk’s robes. She was young, and was very sure that she wanted to be there. The other man asked her about her qualifications. She then mentioned that she had already passed SATs, and went on to list 3 other tests that she had aced, including some test called a Kaffsberg-Heinsberger, or something of that sort which was a quantum physics test.
The other man wasn’t sure about letting a young girl in, but she seemed to know her stuff. She was asked to take a Doctorate of Divinity test, and then questions were asked. At first I was very intimidated by her, and was thinking that her intellect was beyond mine, but as the question of the tests were being asked, I realized that I actually knew the answers.
The first question was: How does the Spectrum crash? My first answer was “In the Body of a Man”. Then I realized I needed to clarify, so I said “From a higher dimension into a lower dimension, as in the Christ, into the body of a man from a higher plane. From infinite multiplicity and refraction into condensed form and matter.” As I said this, I could see a lightning bolt/prismatic spectrum descending from dimensional “space” onto a flat field of white moving energy which was the 3 traditional dimensions as we knew them plus the additional dimension of time, which is what created the motion. The bolt came from outside of time, and manifested _into_ time, and therefore had ripples and reflections in both directions of time and space from its point of entry. Reflections in the past are the stuff of prophecy and the reason that some have foreknowledge of future events, reflections in the future are the moments of religious mysticism that still occur regarding the original event.
The second question was “Why are happy dreams happy?” My answer was: “Because they are complete organisms”. I could see the energy of a dreamer contained in moving dream which was like an egg of energy around it. The happy dreams fed on the happiness of the dreamer, who fed on the happiness of the dream, which then gave nourishment to the dream. This created a feedback loop. I could see the energies of dreamers contained in these loops, and as the energy loop increased they rose above the flat stream of matter and time, and began to experience dimensional space and started seeing prismatic reflections of the Spectrum.
I woke up for a bit on the plane, and then started slipping back into dream. There was a spirit in front of me, but it was a long beam or rod of light, which was casting prismatic reflections off of it. I was thinking of my conversation with Erik the previous day about entities, and as it moved closer to me I let it know that I wanted it to keep its distance. The experience was neutral. I was aware of it, and it was aware of me. We both had spiral vortexes of energy moving around us, and I could see that some of the reflections were thoughts, ideas, etc. If I had allowed it to move into my field I would have felt the core energy of the beam, but its emanations would have manifested in my mind as thoughts, feelings, dreams even…
Later Saturday night:
Antiques: someone had left a few antiques to me and Ray. We were trying to decide what to do with them. We were going to keep them, but remembered we were trying to sell everything to move to Hawaii, and that they didnt really go with our stuff anyway. They were worth 30,000 or something. I remember there was an old table, and some other items, but my memory is a bit hazy.
Had a semi-lucid dream. It would have been fully lucid, though I was so tired from sleep deprivation that I wasn’t really in focus in my waking consciousness, so the dream awareness was groggy as well. I dreamed that I had sat up in bed, but I became paralyzed and was slipping back into a dream. Chelsea, my friend who I was staying with, came into the room and noticed that my body was half up in bed and was pushing me back down into a lying position. This was incredibly realistic. I had multiple awareness, one of being in a dream, and one in which I was aware of the room and of her pushing me back down onto the bed so I was comfortable to sleep. Both of these were dreams though, and she wasn’t in the room at all.
Then I had a Flashbulb. When I move from waking state into a dream, past sleep paralysis, its almost like a flashbulb effect, where there is an intense flash of light and a “pop” into another state of being. It’s the shift into another dimensional environment. I had a flashbulb, and woke up in bed at the house I was staying at in San Diego. As least I thought I woke up in bed. I rolled over onto my side, but I actually rolled out of my body. I was a bit shocked and snapped back in with another flashbulb effect.