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001 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - GOLDIE
002 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - Flying Fish
003 - Victoria Quinton <mermaid - heart net dream
004 - [EMAIL PROTECTED] - Re: Digest dream-flow.v001.n017
005 - [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald - My Ascension Dream!
006 - [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald - One of my Transfiguration Dreams!
007 - [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald - Seals of the Living God!
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: GOLDIE
Date: Fri, 08 Jan 1999 11:32:06 -0800
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Dream Title GOLDIE
Date of Dream 22/12/98 nightime 3.am ?????
Dream I find myself skiping down this dark aisle full of
life bounce higher and higher irealise that it is a supermarket i used to
work in (packing
bags) ie walkway after checkouts and i
see GOLDIE (a drum/base dj) standingthere very cool and claim i look in his
eyes (i am scared by his strong stance) and turn right instenly.THE END .
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Flying Fish
Date: Fri, 08 Jan 1999 11:36:52 -0800
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Flying Fish by dreambat
I'm hiking back down from a mountain. Its a nice trail, pine forest. There
was some kind of large camping event.
On the way down I notice enormous fish swimming across one of the hill
tops. I think to myself that this mountain lake sure has big fish. Then
upon closer inspection, I see they are swimming in air! They are huge, yard
long trout like fish, but swimming very slowly like at the bottom of an
ocean. They seem to be going together over the hill, like an invisible
stream held the flow.
I'm quite amazed and head down the hill, (a little afraid or maybe awed
as well). I'm hoping to find someone to tell about this.
-dreambat
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From: Victoria Quinton <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: heart net dream
Date: Sat, 09 Jan 1999 11:23:34 +1100
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Heart net
Mermaid
6am Sat 9 January 1999
I was visiting my Mum's place, to console her neighbour Grant after the
death of his German Shepherd dog, Ellie. We were having some wine and
planning to have a late night game of chess.
Valerie, the blonde neighbour from the house on the other side of Mum's,
was there too and came into the room to give us the message that my
husband's father had telephoned to say the lawnmower had been dropped off
at Hartnett Drive to be fixed.
***
Next dream snippet:
Then I went off with my brother and father to a beach. They had fishing
rods ready and I went with them to look at available boats to hire.
They chose one that was a freshly repainted mustard yellow colour. It had
a name on the side in burgundy letter, which I can't remember now.
The three visible portholes also had burgundy surrounds.
While they went out fishing, I stayed on the sand, near vegetation and got
out my birdwatching gear, in the hopes of seeing sufficient numbers of
birds to fill out an Atlas form.
(see http://home.vicnet.net.au/~birdsaus/atlas/intro.html)
Victoria Quinton
[EMAIL PROTECTED]
http://www.alphalink.com.au/~mermaid
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Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 20:40:53 EST
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jesus drms/ 1. peace had lain to the right of the bible if you had avoided
becoming "angelic"
2. peace had lain to the right of mother if you had
avoided becoming "vermillon"
3. peace had lain to the right of the procession if you
had avoide becoming "big"
4. peace had lain to the right of the father-in-law if
you had avoided becoming "as if"
jung dream- peace had lain to the right of the room if you had avoided
becoming "reverence"
trip dream- peace had lain to the right of the trip if you had avoided
becoming "no avail"
above avoidance was for the time until the next dream
more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald D'Aoust)
Subject: My Ascension Dream!
Date: Sat, 9 Jan 1999 05:18:42 -0800 (PST)
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Dear Dreamers, (This posting was posted somewhere else for X-Mas.)
for those interested in the workings of the soul and wish
to see the best example of a dream where the soul transmigates in the
different bodies of an Individual Trinity, from the material body into the
Ghost and finally into the Spirit... there is no other dream better than
the example of the time reccurring dream of the Ascension of the Primordial
Soul of the Universe...
"THE ASCENSION"
During the Night of Saint-John the Baptist of 1981, I had a very strange
"Lucky Feeling Dream". After the usual traditional Celebrations of our
"National" Patron, I peacefully fell asleep in my "customized" bed... in my
school bus... which was my nomadic house at the time... which was then
parked under a large Willow tree, on the farm of a friend of mine, located
some 25 miles N.E. of Ottawa.
It was one of those, thunder and lightening hot humid summer nights...
In the dream, when my soul, my mind, my consciousness, my anima woke up...
I was without body... floating ouside of my school bus... in the almost
total obscurity of the Night. As in real life, it took a while before my
eyes got adjusted to this minimal intensity of light condition. Yet, I
wasn't feeling any alteration of consciousness... seeing, feeling, smelling
and hearing everything as usual.
Once my vision got accustomed to darkness and could discern things, I
expanded my scope (of vision) and saw directly in front of me, at may be 30
feet distance... an "Illuminated" human form, standing alone immobile,
"radiating" in the darkness.
To my utmost surprise, I soon came to realise that this "Ghost", which was
dressed in jeans, Afghan long shirt and sandals, looked exactly like myself
at the time.
Then, as I was wondering in my mind ... if this shining body was really
me?... and if so, what was I doing alone immobile in the darkness of the
night?... a very strange happening occured. My soul, my mind, my anima
transmigrated in the head of this luminescent "Speculum" or "Spectre" or
"Luminescent Mirror" of myself.
For a short laps of a moment, it was obscurity in the New Body, but
opening my eyes ... I could see through my orbits... closing either eyes the
luminescent tip of my nose. Then, bending my head and raising my hands... I
observed that my hands as well as the rest of my body was luminous to my own
view... and touching hands then other parts of my shining body... I realised
that it was feeling the exact same as the other ones of my body, the one
which I am more familiar with, which was sound asleep in the Bus.
So, I said to myself... "Holy Smoke! What is this?" I did not know what
to think. Was I Dead? Is this Death or After Life? In any case, I felt good,
and still myself in this New Condition... and couldn't care less about the
rest... but I only thought that this was most likely simply one of these
OOBEs... Again, just as in the previous stage, there was no alteration,
whatsoever, of consciousness and I was still feeling exactly as myself in my
own skin. However, I was again questioning myself as to the logic reason and
purpose of my presence in this state... and yet had some strong intuitive
impressions that something was just about to happen.
Suddenly, in the calmness of the Rainless Moment, among remote and
sparodic Thunder and far-sighted Lightenings, I began hearing some
constantly increasing strange unfamiliar noises originating from high above.
I looked at the Zenith... trying to locate the source of these sounds....
but, the calm, yet dense, low clouds whitened by the Moon's Glow were
preventing such immediate observation of this approaching thing whatever it was.
It appeared to me that these sounds were very similar to those made by
large fluttering wings... like those created by a large bird in verticular
descent to the nest. But what I heard among them was very totally
incredible... because these already strange noises were accompanied by
occasionnal "Neighings"... Yes!... "Neighings of a Horse"!!!
As the noises were constantly amplifying... giving the strong indication
that this thing was getting obviously closer every second... my eyes were
riveted to the point in the clouds where I thought they were coming from....
wondering if my dream was going to end before I would see this thing which
was taking a long time to appear... so far it was coming from.
To my unashamed incredibility, finally, in a spontaneous "Whirlwind"...
the dense clouds opened up... straight above... exactly where I was
expecting... to reveal an unbelievably majestic "Winged Horse"... "Pompous
Hippous Ass first"... mightily beating the air with its large wings, in
order to slow down its rapid and straight vertical descent to the Earth...
straight above me. From my position, I felt the major air displacements
created by such Beast and was able to recognise through them the distinctive
characteristical smell of Horse's Sweat!!!
The Incredible Flying Horse was, just like my New Self, also luminescent
in darkness, and carrying its trajectory, finally landed.... touching the
ground hind legs first, immediate to me, slightly rubbing my right side...
flank to flank.
A most remarkable detail was to notice an unexpected feature of this magic
Horse was the presence of a trio of super thin translucid dancing flames,
about a feet high and located at the shoulders and junction of the wings...
surrounding on 3 sides, except the front, what appeared to be a natural
saddle spot of different hair colour.
Then, the Winged Horse, turning its head backward, fixed me straight in my
eyes with its most intelligent eyes... and telepathically invited me in a
very charming way to mount Him!!!
Again, one more time, I could not believe my eyes, but still it seemed
obvious that He was evidently there for the specific purpose of carrying me
somewhere with Him.
As you may fully anticipate, knowing me a little, it was with both pure
joy and honour, and without any reserve of hesitation that I, alone in the
darkness, solemnly mounted It and proudly sat between the electro-magnetic
flames... ready for anything.
Then the "Horse of Fire", walked a few steps, ambled then started to
gallop.. then galloped briefly... then stretched its wings... and we were
air-borne... and flew ... in the sky. I felt the wind in my face, as we, I
mean the Horse, rapidlly ascended. For a few moments, as I was wrapping my
arms around his warm neck, in an instant of pure exhaltation, I only
remember seeing the lights of the small sleeping village as we entered the
clouds... I had the most sincere impression of being extremely lucky of
getting the rare privilege of living something else than our miserable
earthly lives.
Then, for another time, I wondered, but this time, as to the identity of
the Horse... who am I was answered ... who he was(my ghost) was answered,
but who was It (Horse) was not yet answered... and again, surprisingly, as
in any other similar times in this story... my mind again transmigrated in
the Head of the Horse... which I know, now, to be my own Spirit, but which I
did not know then... and carried on through the clouds.
From then on, we were in the realm of the 3 times... everything from the
past, present and future became instantaneous.
Firstly, I found myself... really... in a daily vision, in Bodnath, in the
Kingdom of N�pal, as far as, 8 km from Kathmandu, and only 20,000 km from my
actual sleeping spot, at the base of a semi-hemispherical mound known as the
"Temple of the Eyes of the World"... the "Maguta Chorten"... or "Temple of
Bodnath".
In another flash, I found myself in a "red brick paved yard", where an
Older Lama, was surrounded by a few little long hair dogs, which I
immediately recognised as Lhasa Apsos.
In my mind it was saying... "You know what are these dogs.... then, you
will find them there,... and you will do everything necessary to protect
them... and then you will know!"
Then, in another flash, I spotted myself at the foot of the Highest
Mountain in the World. I had no idea then, but by looking at some pictures,
later on, I soon came to realise once again that it was Mount Everest. And
in my mind it was saying...
" Do you need a Signature?"
Then, again surprisingly, as to indicate that I was having a revelation,
in a "zap", I was standing in front of an hospital bed, in a canadian style
hospital room, in which I was talking to a good friend of mine, who had just
recently lost his right arm, sectionned off at the biceps level!!
In this vision... I asked him...
"How did this happen?"... and he replied... "An accident... I should have
listened to you... and paid more attention."
--------------------------------------------
So, when I woke up on that memorable morning, I narrated to all my friends
present or in passage, the incredible "Flight in the Night" experience which
I had just dreamt... I had the impression that it might have been related to
my Astro... and around 1PM of the same day, I was visited by Brian Burke of
Buckingham and told him my dream and told him that he looked very much like
the victim in my dream.
I was more or less surprised to learn the same day that this premonitory
vision would fullfill itself, within hours, before the SunSet of the same
memorable day!
Around 7 PM, we received a phone call, from the Civic Hospital in Ottawa,
from Brian's Mother, telling us that her Son, had lost his right arm in the
in the Sellers' Wood Chipper where Brian was working!!!
The following evening I visited Brian, and it was a "D�j� Vu" exactly like
in the dream with the same conversation. So, this was the first time, for me
for something like this... and since the part of the accident was real, then
the rest was also!
Food for thought! and further more, I have witnesses...
**************************
"Letter of Reference for G�rald D'Aoust from Denis Quevillon "
To any person of good faith.
Dear Friends,
my name is Denis Quevillon. For you who don't know me, I am a 44
years old builder countryman from Notre-Dame-de-la-Salette, PQ, and I have
known G�rald for nearly 30 years and to be honest with you he is rather
unique, unusual and extremely intelligent.
Anyways, the purpose of this letter is to confirm the fact that G�rald
flew on the legendary Winged-Horse in a dream which he narrated to me when I
visited him the same morning.
Due to the importance of this dream, which has been considered as an
allogory of the immortality of the soul in Ancient Greece as well as the
proof in regards to the existence of the spiritual world, my words which
follow are nothing but the truth.
On the morning of the 25th of June, 1981, when I went to work for G�rald
at my buddy's place, Paul Bisson, where I was restoring G�rald's 1937
Plymouth, G�rald was all exicited and immediately told me his most fantastic
dream of which most of you have heard from.
In any cases, the following night, I was the one who drove to the Ottawa
Civic Hospital accompanied by G�rald, where we visited Brian Burke who had
lost his arm just as seen by G�rald in his dream and our visit was exactly
as in his dream in which he had prophecised about this accident. Yes, it is
true!!
During the years that followed, G�rald was keeping me posted on the
findings he was continuously making in regards to the Winged-Horse and gave
me many of his manuscripts "rare" photocopied examplaries which he was
writing periodically. I still have these at home.
Anyways, for those of you interested in the spiritual world, I would
recommend to anyone to seriously investigate G�rald's most truthful and most
revealing story.
For those of you who would like to verify my statement can get in touch
with me at
819-766-2601 and if you would like an official affidavit just let me know.
Thruthfully, G�rald's friend and #1 witness,
Denis Quevillon
Signed at Trois-Pistoles, PQ, Canada
on Sunday, November 22nd, 1998
********************************
For your kind info, I subsequently went to N�pal, got the dogs, which are
still with me, so that was remote viewing, as well as the Hospital scene,
which was also a Prophecy, and there are so many things in this dream of the
Allegory of the Immortality of the Primordial Soul of the Universe that
there is no wonder why this dream which clearly demonstrates fact of the
existence of the Eternal Angel of the Lord, as well as the proof of the
existence of the Eternal Spiritual World, has been the Civilising Factor of
Humanity.
Alleluiah! as it is said...
"Vishnu will return as Kalki, the last Avatar, on the Horse amid fire and
flame, blazing like a comet." (Kalki Purana)
"Sosiosh, will be brought down on a Horse in a "tornado of fire."
(Magian Zend-Avesta)
"And I saw heaven open and behold a white horse, and he that sat upon
him....is called the Word of God...amid flaming fire (thunder and
lightning)...
(Rev.19, 11)
"The Lord(Christos) shall be revealed with his mighty angel in flaming fire."
(2 Thessalonians 1,7-8)
"And He said, "Hear now my words: If there be a prophet among you, I, the
Lord, will make Myself known to him in a vision, and will speak unto him in
a dream."
(Words of the Lord of the Universe revealed to Moses, Aaron and Miriam....
and preserved in Numbers 12.6)
"He mounted the Cherubim and Flew...
He soared on the Wings of the Spirit..."
("David's Song of Praise", in 2 Samuel 22:10)
Nothing is better left unsaid!
The Holy Scriptures were written for a purpose!!
Sincerely,
Milleniun Rider
PS: For the little dogs you can visit a little humble doggy site at...
http://www.icrdl.net/gdaoust/dharma
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From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald D'Aoust)
Subject: One of my Transfiguration Dreams!
Date: Sat, 9 Jan 1999 05:18:57 -0800 (PST)
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Dear Dreamers, (This posting was posted elsewhere for X-Mas.)
the following dream here you will love. As a prophecy, let me tell in
full assurance in the Resplendissant Glory of the Holy Ghost that the
following dream will become an All Time Great. For those who wish to see the
Light, this is "The Dream"... the fabulous Dream of the First Born of the Dream.
"Except a Man be Reborn, he cannot see the Kingdom of God." (John 3,5)
OK! If you wish to see the most beautiful case of Transmigration of a soul
into the Ghost Body of a previous life in this abdolutely miraculous oneiric
phenomena of Transfiguration... this is the One! However, I have to confess
that at the time when I had dream I was only 20 years old and had not a
single clue of an idea of what was going on. :-)
So dark and confusing this confused world presently is that it took only 10
years for me to figure it out... and alight up!
Anyways, here we go...
"Adam... his soul passed by transmigration into David... his soul
transmigrated into the Messiah." (The Talmud, extract from Hershon's
"Treasures of the Talmud" p.242).
"TRANSFIGURATION"
"When my mind woke up to its senses, I was walking down the street with my
pack-sack on my back, in the center of a big Downtown, a concrete Jungle of
Sky-scapers, somewhere. It was dawn, when everything is still misty and
obscure and I was aware that the Sun was just about to rise. I was alone on
the street, as the City was still asleep and there was in the air a
distinctive seaside smell.
Suddenly, my eyes were attracted by a greenish light emanating from a
little window, located at knee level in the thick concrete foundation wall
of one of these tall Scrapers and located at the far end of a narrow
Dead-End alley. So, I walked to the window and once there bending down, I
saw at eye level, through a portion of the window, where the dirty glass was
broken and missing, (lower left section) a familiar looking ball which was
radiating this magical green irradiant light. Then, observing carefully, I
came to realise that it was the Earth!! While the continents were dark, the
Water of the Oceans were generating this luminescence which was lighting
this dark cave.
Gradually, I began to be able to discern other forms in the the dark and
soon saw that the earth was tied to a gold chain attached to the North pole
and was going straight up in the cave of this large building. Then, I saw a
hand....a right hand, holding this Earth from above and pulling down on it,
against the chain, which was passing between the major and index finger of
this hand.
Then, I slowly began to see the person who was pulling down against the
chain.( This person was standing right up with the right arm right up too,
and was right under the Earth.) Stretching my neck, I looked down following
the bare right arm, which was covered by an ample sleeve, which would have
normally covered the whole arm, but in this position it had slipped and
covered only from the elbow downward to the shoulder.
I soon saw that he was wearing a white "Djelabah" type dress with a hood
covering his head, but still I could see his face from a poor angle... and
it seemed as if he was sleeping.
Actually, besides the angulation of his head, he was exactly in the position
of Helios in the Statue of Liberty in New-York City... and besides a few
little details such as the radiating torch in his right hand and the hood
over his face ... he really looked like it.
Anyways, stretching my neck even further, in the hope of getting a better
look at his face, I leaned in the in the broken corner of the window. At
this point, I could see the lower rim of my left eye's orbit. Finally, I was
able to get a good look at his face and as soon as I did, I immediately
recognised him.
It was a shock. Rubbing my eyes, I looked twice or thrice just to make sure.
Still, I could not believe my eyes, but yet I had to face the facts and the
face... and reality. There was absolutely no doubt and to my utmost surprise
He was verily on all angles the Great Person known as Jesus of Nazareth. I
simply could not imagine such a scene like, and sincerely, it was the very
last thing that I could expect.
His head was in the familiar position as He is usually represented on the
Cross,... and His eyes were closed. For a while, I wondered if He was dead,
but yet, since He was holding on to the Earth, by His obvious will... He was
therefore well alive and at the most merely sleeping!!
Nevertheless, He was there, hanging on, in total resignation, as if His only
way out would be when someone would go in there... inside this cave of
materialism... where He was held prisonner... to break this Gold Chain of
Materialism... and thus release the Christ and free the World, at the same
time. ""One rock two birds!""
In my mind it was saying...."Help Him... Help Him... Help Him... Someone
Help Him!"
In a rush, I felt a strong urge rising into me. I sincerely wanted to help
Him... I personnaly wished to help the Christ... give Him a hand...give Him
a break... but did not know how to get in.
Suddenly, my soul, in the flash of an instant, transmigrated in the head of
the spiritual Holy Ghost body of Jesus. I transfigured with Him, from my own
present ghost body, my soul transmigrated into His Holy Ghost body ...
(which just happens to simply be another ghost body of a previous life of
our unique immortal soul! )
And then, the Earth held in my right hand got brighter and brighter and its
lighting effect spreaded to my whole body which also began to radiate a
strong luminescence and soon the whole City at my feet was totally
illuminated... and then gradually the Eastern States were brightly
enlightened and then the whole North-American Continent... and soon the
whole World was in the Light." (End)
********************
Hey! how is that.... and that reminds me again of my earlier glorious times
as Cu Chulain when I was fighting "single handed" All the Men of Ireland...
some 10 million men all together against me... and boy was it a great fight...
Cu Chulain, the famous most lovable Irish Hero who is totally
inoffensive in daily life but turns into a supreme warrior in battle. It is
said that he was considered to be the spiritual Son of Lugh of the Long Arm,
who is always next to him in combat as related in the following DREAM story
exposed in an episode of an epic... from extracts of the "Celtic Mysteries "
by J.Sharkey p.10 & 11...
"The great epic Tain Bo Cualgne, "The Cattle Raid of Cooley", shows
the warrior hero Cu Chulainn single-handedly defending the Northern Province
against "the Men of Ireland". In one episode, when the champion is badly
wounded and needs a respite, the Sun-God Lugh of the Long Arm himself
appears.... walking unconcernedly through the carnage of the battle.
"Who are you?" Cu Chulainn asks the Ghost Warrior.
"Your Father from the Outerworld am I,... Lugh of Enthliu. Sleep a
while, Cu Chulainn," says the Radiant Warrior, "and I will oppose all
during that time." He examines each wound so that it becomes clean. Then He
sings him "men's low strain" so that Cu Chulainn falls asleep."
"The Ghost Warrior from the Sidh, "a man born not of a woman" tells
Cu Chulainn to sleep, " for they have no power over your life at this time".
In the bardo state the Hero is neither dead nor awake; like Arthur asleep
below the hillside, he is "once and future king" - ritually bound as a cosmic
embodiment of the Ancient dream state."
**********************
"He shall see his seed, he shall prolong his days, and the pleasure of the
Lord shall prosper in his hand. He shall see the travail of his soul and
shall be satisfied: by his knowledge shall my righteous servant justify
many..." (Isa�ah 53,10-11)
"I and the Father are One."
"Do not be afraid, Abraham, I am your shield and your very great reward."
said the Lord to Abraham in a vision of the night, as reported in Genesis
15.1 and he added..."A son coming out of your own body will be your heir."
Perfect!
Ha! what a pleasant fight it was. Can you imagine the glory of coming out
of this battle alone against 20 million Irishmen? But this time will be even
better, because with the mighty assistance of my Father of the Outerworld...
this fight will be against the whole world. It will be the world's greatest
conflict... the greatest debate of All Times... and even which has been
referred as the "Battle of the Gods"!!!
"Do not be afraid G�rald, I, Jesus an your shield and very great reward.
Sleep, G�rald, and I will handle them all while you sleep!"
"Gee! Thanks Dad!"
My destiny will only be accomplished when the whole world will subjugate
and recognise that I am as the Primordial Soul of the Universe and the
Father of All, you will all be treated like brothers and sisters in a world
of peace because you are all my children in this world just as you have the
chance to become my Children of my Eternal Spiritual Kingdom.
"I am the Light of the World. Whoever follows me will never walk in
darkness, but will have the light of life." (John 8,12)
Therefore, what shall it be a Dark Day... or a Bright Day?
It's all a matter of recognition... and the time has come for you to pass
judgement upon me...
"Look he is coming with the clouds,
and every eye will see him,
even those who pierced him;
and all the peoples of the earth
will mourn because of him."
(Revelation 1,7)
... so, "See You!"
If you disown me... I'll also disown you, but if you greet me here, I will
also greet you when you arrive at the gate of my Eternal Kingdom.
That's the way it works! Point Final! The choice is all yours!!
Finally, if you wish to see the Yarn, the Long Story of my Immortal Soul
in a 150 of my well recorded and documented lives as well as the some 40
lives in which I was with Myst, the Great Goddess, the spritual friend of
the real Santa, we invite you all to the oneiric Feast of the Lord...
From: Sarah Louise Pattinson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Newsgroups: alt.dreams
Date: Friday, October 09, 1998 8:14 AM
Subject: the feast
Could anyone tell me what this dream means - I had it about 2 months ago:
I was seated in a stone castle at a huge, long dining table that
was made from something that looked like slate, except it was very thich
and obviously extremely heavy. There were about 8 to 10 other people sat
round, but they were all about 30 to 40 years older than me (I was 18 at
the time). We were having a pretty jolly time, drinking wine and eating
this huge feast, when I suddenly realised that these people were the Gods
and Goddesses, and that I must be special because I was the only person
there who didn't seem to be a God. However, it was strange because I
really felt like I belonged and that I'd known these people since the
start of time. They were all really nice to me and I just had a really
great time. When I woke up I felt really secure and happy, and I also
felt extremely well rested, which was strange but I often wake up feeling
very tired - I can't get to sleep at night until about 4am, however early
I've got up, and when I do get to sleep its always very restless.
I have my own, personal religious beliefs, and none of the Gods
were typical of Jesus or Allah or Buddha. Any input on what this dream
could mean would be much appreciated.
slp
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http://www.angelfire.com/pq/chevalvolant/index.html
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: the dreamer and the dreamed. - anon
Date: Fri, 25 Sep 1998 08:32:54 -0700
title: the dreamer and the dreamed. - anon
Date of Dream 7/9/98
Dream I am a server at the banquet of the queen, a
chubby little cherub all golden from the shoulders down, flesh from the
shoulders up. I am standing in a corridor of the queen's palace, waiting to
serve and proudly holding my little golden serving tray. I am proud to be a
server at the banquet of the queen: it is a good and fine thing to do; it
gives me standing and status. all of a sudden the queen comes flying in.
she is all golden and has wings like those of a dragon fly on her back. she
takes a little golden pitcher, and pours molten gold like honey over my
head, making me now gold all over. while she pours she says, "is the source
of the dream the dreamer, or is the source of the dreamer the dream?"
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... and if you're not sure about this fundamental question...
"is the source of the dream the dreamer,
or is the source of the dreamer the dream?"
... well! come to the Oktoberfest Reincarnation Regalia, be my Guests
and come find out by yourselves...
"Do not dreams' interpretations belong to God? Tell me you dreams."
(Words of God when Joseph, as stated in Genesis 40,8)
... because as the Primordial Soul of the Universe, I created your souls
and I'm the cause of all your dreams, and that's why I'm the #1 Oneiromancer
in the World!!!
"For the Days of the Lord are coming..... . And it shall come to pass
afterward, saith God, that I will pour out my Spirit on all flesh; and your
sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams,
your young men shall see visions.
Even on my servants and handmaidens I will pour out, in those days,
my Spirit; and they shall prophesy."
(Words of the Lord himself revealed to the prophet Jo�l preserved
in Jo�l 2.28-30 in the Old Testament and, due to their crucial importance,
repeated in the New Testament in Acts 2.16-18.)
"No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor
the Son, but only the Father. As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be
at the coming of the Son of Man." (Words of Jesus in Mattew 24,36-37.)
Good thing that some things never change! :-)
Come to the Feast of the Lord and it will be a great honour to receive you.
Merry X-Mas to All!!!
Sincerely Yours!
The Celestial Messenger and King of the Other World...
Welcome! Welcome! Welcome! To My World!
Buddha dream
Subject:�Buddha dream
Date:�Fri, 18 Dec 1998 06:53:46 -0800 (PST)
From:�Marigold <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
A dream I had many years ago. I was in a beautiful to me foreign
country with crystallike buildings. I was outside in a pasture when
I saw something come flying up in the air. It was a gigantic Buddha
and when he came closer he waved with one arm and said in a loud
voice: "Welcome, welcome, welcome!" Have a nice Christmas,
everyone.
M
******************
Oh! I was was almost forgetting but I have a little symbolic present for
every single one of you underneath my Messianic Christmas Tree...
"Every culture-hero has achieved a synthesis between consciousness and
the creative unconscious. He has found within himself the fruitful center,
the point of renewal and rebirth which, in the New Year fertility festival,
is identified with the creative divinity, and upon which the continued
existence of the world depends.
Only as one twice-born is he the hero, and that conversely anyone
who has "suffered" the double birth must be regarded as a hero. (148)
The hero is always a light-bringer and emissary of the light. At the
nethermost point of the night sea journey, when the "Sun" hero journeys
through the underworld and must survive the fight with the dragon, the New
Sun is kindled at midnight and the hero conquers the darkness. At the same
lowest point of the year, Christ is born as the shining Redeemer, as the
light of the year and light of the world, and is worshipped with the
Christmas tree at the winter solstice. The new light and the victory are
symbolized by the illumination and transfiguration of the head, crowned and
decked with an aureole. Even though the deeper meaning of this symbolism
will only become clear to us later, it is evident that the hero's victory
brings with it a new spiritual status, a new knowledge, and an alteration of
consciousness. (160-161)
Representing and upholding this spiritual world in the face of the
dragon, the hero becomes the liberator and savior, the innovator and bringer
of wisdom and culture." (148)
(From "The Origins and History of Consciousness" by Erich Newmann)
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Subject: Seals of the Living God!
Date: Sat, 9 Jan 1999 05:18:32 -0800 (PST)
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Dear Dreaming Friends,
this posting here comes in response to the fact that a very good
friend of mine pointed out that he wasn't aware that the White Horse of the
Second Coming was a Winged-Horse!!!
Here is what that good friend of mine, who is very interested in this
discussion was believing...
>I don't know why you believe all the gods and goddesses were basically
>one person. There are many different gods and goddesses, some of whom
>have ridden horses. Most of mankind rode horses at one time. Horses are
>considered among God's most noble creatures, so obviously the gods would
>be pictured on them. This doesn't mean that everyone whose iconography
>includes a winged horse was the same god.
... and in reply to this, I would like to clarify, one more time, the
fact that God's Horse is a Winged-Horse which comes in dreams and nothing
else!!!
Four legged conventional Horses are nice, but made for mortals while the
Army of Heaven, or the Horsemen of the Apocalypse or the Messiah all ride on
Winged-Horses as clearly stated in the Holy Bible and all the Holy
Scriptures of the World!!!
For example, please open your Bibles and go to Revelation... because this
Book has been written for a purpose and read and pay attention to what you
will read... and if you don't understand this you won't have your Seal on
your forehead and will be tormented... just watch... Rev. 19,11 to 19,16...
>11 I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose
>rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and makes war.
>12 His eyes are like blazing fire, and on his head are many crowns. He has
>a name written on him that no one knows but he himself. 13 He is dressed
>in a robe dipped in blood, and his name is the Word of God. 14 The armies
>of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine
>linen, white and clean. 15 Out of his mouth comes a sharp sword with which
>to strike down the nations. "He will rule them with an iron scepter. He
>treads the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God Almighty. 16 On his
>robe and on his thigh he has this name written:
>
>King of kings and Lord of lords.
... where it is clearly stated in 19,14 that...
14 The armies
>of heaven were following him, riding on white horses and dressed in fine
>linen, white and clean.
Now, for those who never bothered to read Revelation, let me pinpoint that
the Army of Heaven is fully described in the Seven Seals and precisely in
Revelation 9...
>
>1 The fifth angel sounded his trumpet, and I saw a star that had fallen
>from the sky to the earth. The star was given the key to the shaft of the
>Abyss. 2 When he opened the Abyss, smoke rose from it like the smoke from
>a gigantic furnace. The sun and sky were darkened by the smoke from the
>Abyss. 3 And out of the smoke locusts came down upon the earth and were
>given power like that of scorpions of the earth. 4 They were told not to
>harm the grass of the earth or any plant or tree, but only those people who
>did not have the seal of God on their foreheads. 5 They were not given
>power to kill them, but only to torture them for five months. And the
>agony they suffered was like that of the sting of a scorpion when it
>strikes a man. 6 During those days men will seek death, but will not find
>it; they will long to die, but death will elude them.
>
>7 The locusts looked like horses prepared for battle. On their heads they
>wore something like crowns of gold and their faces resembled human faces.
>8 Their hair was like women's hair, and their teeth were like lion's teeth.
>
>9 They had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their
>wings was like the thundering of many horses and chariots rushing into
>battle. 10 They had tails and stings like scorpions, and in their tails,
>they had power to torment people for five months. 11 They have as king
>over them the angel of the Abyss, whose name in Hebrew is Abaddon, and in
>Greek, Apollyon.
>
....and now my dear friends, this is the Army of Heaven... the Army of God,
the God of Knowledge, Apollo on Pegasus... is the Divine Army of the Other World
which consists of all the ghosts of his previous lives riding on the same
Eternal Winged-Horse... which is the Winged-Angel or Winged-Spirit of the
Lord!!!
>9 They had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their
>wings was like the thundering of many horses and chariots rushing into
>battle.
The SOUND of their WINGS!!!! WINGS!!! WINGS!!! of a WINGED-HORSE! Jesus Christ!
As if people cannot READ! Is there anybody here that can read... and
understand what you READ????!!! This is not complicated here... or would you
need a drawing... because if you are illiterate this is perhaps what you
would need???!!!
Not only that, this Horse is the Angel of the Lord... because since the
dawn of Ages, he also known as Israel, the God of Before is the "The Chariot
of Israel and the Horsemen thereof"! Just verify in 2 Kings 2!!! And
furthermore, this is revealed to him in DREAM!
" And He said, " Hear now my words: If there be a prophet among you,
I , the Lord, will make Myself known to him in a vision, and will speak unto
him in a dream."
(Words of the Lord of the Universe revealed to Moses, Aaron and
Miriam.... and preserved in Numbers 12.6)
Because, He, always flies on this same Eternal Winged-Horse in every
single one of his lives and this dream which is called the Ascension is an
allegory of his immortal soul and his dream of his spiritual heritage.
Now, let me illustrate one more time with a few solid examples... which
were preserved for a capital reason.... and these here are THE HORSEMEN OF
THE APOCALYPSE... where the word Apocalypse only means flight in the World
of the Above!!!
In the Assyro-Babylonian "Victor's Myth", the
Hero Marduk dreamt of flying on the same legendary
Winged-Horse of Shamash his Spiritual Father...."IN A DREAM"...
the references come from...
"The Origins and History of Consciousness" by E. Neumann...
from the top of p.165 to 167... which was originaly fetched
from "Myth and Ritual" by Samuel H. Hooke, London, 1933 which
again contains several essays including C. J. Gadd's
"Babylonian Myth and Ritual" on p.59.
"But the son (Marduk) has dreamt that his Father "appeared"
to him, like "a man having a Sun for his head," and in the dream
he rode the "Sun Steed of his Future" that his Father gave him.
Already this horse named "Herzorn", which "has the wind in his
belly" and "snuffs the Sun", stands in the stable
and gladdens the boy's heart."
It is stated here that..."The whole conflict sways round the
existence and non-existence of this Horse???...!!!".
Anyways, they say, on p.167, that Marduk... began to understand...
"Perhaps the life we live is also the life of the Gods?"
But, his physical mother which represents the establishment
of the old age... doesn't want to believe in the existence of
the Magical Horse... and then comes the Dead Day... when his
mother tells him that he is...
"Just a little boy born of the night, a new born thing
without light or consciousness."
And in despair, he replies...
"But nobody can be anybody else;
nobody else can be what I am - nobody but me!"
However, he was unfortunately brought up being told that
he could not..."live by the bread that is baked in dreams."
And he replies... "You bed-wetter, my father's dreams would
have shown me my heritage, without my father's example.
The body does not help it must cleave to the Spirit."
So, you see, in this case here, they speak about a
Spiritual Heritage!!!.... of an Immortal!!... and this implies
a "Tradition"!!!! Can you, observe that in the words?
Actually, all the Great Guys of this old mytho also flew on
this Eternal Spiritual Winged-Horse!!
Secondly and more importantly, it is said in this old legend,
that "THE WHOLE SPIRITUAL CONFLICT" in regards to the existence
of the parallel spiritual world, sways round the existence and
non-existence of this Horse!!!!!".
The Whole Spiritual Conflict, my friends!...
is based upon the "EXISTENCE" of this Fabulous Horse...
which manifests in DREAMS!!! Powerful Heh?!
Can you see, what I mean? This is very abstract!
To the Max! Huge Fundamentalist Questions?!
But this dream reappears everywhere and another good example is
in Greco-Roman Mythology where this dream was interpreted as
"AN ALLEGORY OF THE IMMORTALITY OF THE SOUL"!!!!
(This is reported in many places, even in Dictionaries.)
For example, the Greek Hero Bellerophon, flew on it,
"in a dream", a few years back and this is referenced in many
books, including in the Encyclopedia of Mythology" by Larousse...
Apparently, Athena appeared to Bellerophon "IN A DREAM",
.... THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT STATEMENT..... and gave him a
gold bridle thanks to which he was able to tame the Horse Pegasus.
(Encyclopedia of Mythology, english version, p.108,
French version, p.102.)
Bellerophon... was a weird personage, who had a very tragic
story, but nevertheless, he flew, as reported by historical
evidences, on the Winged-Horse in a dream and subsequently
killed the Chimera... which represents his victory in his
battle against the forces of the Unknown... by the knowledge
of this dream which is an allegory of the immortality of the Soul!
You see, my friend, if this dream was interpreted as an allegory
of the immortality of the soul implies the fact that it occured
before!!! OK! and for your info, all the major personages of the
Greek mythological lore flew on that Holy Beast!!! OK?
And thirdly, to reassure you a little more here is another account
of someone who also flew on the same Eternal Winged-Horse...
Mohammed (570-632 A.D.)... in the year 621, at the age of
51 years old, "IN A DREAM", flew on the magical Winged-Horse
of Fire which he called Burak, which means "Thunder-Lightning".
The full version of this most memorable dream has been preserved
in "The Bokhari" (Vol.15, p.3615) one of the Holy Islamic
Scriptures. The beauty of the Muslim Scriptures resides in the
fact that they still remain in the language in which they have
originally been written.
The story of the Ascension of Mohammed, known as "Miraj",
or "Stairway to Heaven" began when Mohammed fell asleep on a
carpet at his cousin's place and became the inspirational source
of different "Stories of the 1001 Nights of Arabia" involving
"Magic Carpet Rides". The following is a resume of this fabulous
DREAM...
"Mohammed had gone to rest at dusk. He slept deeply on the
carpet of his cousin, Mutem ibn Adi. Suddenly, the silence was
broken and a voice as clear as a trumpet called:
"Awake, thou sleeper, awake!" And Mohammed saw in front of him,
dazzling in darkness the shining Archangel Gabriel who was
inviting him to follow him outside. Before the door stood a Horse
as dazzling as Gabriel. It had wings, glittering wings of an
immense eagle. Gabriel presented the Horse to Mohammed, saying
that it was "Burak" the Horse of Abraham. Burak whinnied and
allowed Mohammed to vault on its back.
Then, drinking the wind, it galloped to the street and as it
came to the walls of the sleeping city, it spread its wings and
soared into the starry night."
First of all, they went to the summit of Mount Sinai, at the
very place where Jehovah had given the stone tables to Moses.
Then, they flew on and went to Bethleem at the exact place where
Jesus was born. And finally, depending on the different versions,
they went to Heaven, or into a Holy Temple in Heaven, where
Mohammed met with many of the Holy Land's previous Horsemen...
Adam, Noah, Enoch (apparently, known by them as Idris?), Moses,
Isaac, Elijah, Jesus and a few others!!
(A most interesting case of Transfiguration.)
And these guys spoke and told him:
"We salute you, you the first and the last, O Gatherer of men."
... and Gabriel added:
"We salute you, O you the first, because you will be the first
person who, on Resurrection Day, will come out of his grave ;
and the last, because you are the Sceal and the last prophet.
You are a gatherer of men in the meaning that it belongs to you to
gather everyone for the resurrection and as such the whole
community will resurrect."
So, this is basically, the dream... some parts were taken from
"The Messenger, the Life of Mohammed" by R.V.C. Bodley,
Greenwood Press, N.Y., 1946... while the last paragraph comes from
"Apocalypses et Voyages dans L'Au-Del�" by Angelo Piemontese.
If you wish, Sir, you can also get books which speak of the
"DREAM" of Mohammed known as Miraj, in which he flew on the
Winged-Horse in the year 621 of this era... and good pictures and
references can be obtained from a book entitled "Dreaming" by
Julia and Derek Parker, Mitchell Beazley Publishers, 1985, and you
should find around page 16 and 17, in the first chapter entitled
"The Mystery of Dreams"...(because I have only the french version)...
some beautiful painting as well as passages confirming
that it was a "DREAM"!!!
And listen to the most famous words of Mohammed...
"Now Allah has created the dream not only as a means of guidance
and instruction, I refer to the true dream, but he has made it as
a window on the World of the Unseen."...
which is basically the repetition of Job 33,15 plus a few details.
"He who does not believe in the True Dream does not believe in Allah
and in the Day of Reckoning."... which is basically Numbers 12,6...
"There are above you Watchers." Noble Coran 82:10
"Glory be to Him, who carried his Servant by Night from the sacred
temple of Mecca to the Temple that is more remote, whose precinct
we have blessed, that we might show him of our signs, for He is the
Hearer and the Seer" (Qur'an 17,1)
Do you see, Sir, the Horse is the main personage here... and
around it revolves the whole spiritual conflict once again?!!!
Anyways, Sir, the story of this Winged-Horse is Universal and is
found in all faiths and mythologies and associated with the main
personages of all these stories, you know Adam, Moses, Odin, Thor
and Buddha and Padma-Sambhava and etc... including as you may
expect Amon and Jesus and even Apollo who is at the head of the
Army of Heaven riding on Winged-Horses in the Biblical lore.
Let me give you a few other examples...
And talking about the Creator, here is the Creation of the World according
to a little passage from a book entitled, "Dreams - Visions of the Night" by
David Coxhead and Susan Hiller, published in 1976 by The Crossroad
Publishing Company, NY, NY...extracted from p.3, which, knowing your
increased interest of shamanism, originates from the Uitoto Indians of
Colombia...
""In the beginning, the Word gave origin to the Father.
"A phantasm, nothing else existed in the beginning; the Father touched an
illusion, he grasped something mysterious. Nothing existed. Through the
agency of a dream our Father Nai-mu-ena (He who is, or has, a dream.) kept
the mirage of his body, and he pondered long and thought deeply.
Nothing existed, not even a stick to support his vision: our Father attached
the illusion to the thread of a dream and kept it by the aid of his breath.
He sounded to reach the bottom of the appearance, but there was nothing.
Nothing existed.
Then the Father again investigated the bottom of the mystery. He tied the
empty illusion to the dream thread and spread the magical substance upon it.
Then with the aid of his dream he held it like a wisp of raw cotton.
Then he seized the mirage bottom and stamped upon it repeatedly, sitting
down at last on his dreamed earth."
In this myth, which is a psychic and spiritual reality for the Uitoto
Indians, the creation of the world is achieved through the action of a dream.""
"The world begins: it begins as a dream of Nai-mu-ena in South America, and
as dream of Brahma in the mythology of India." (Same book next page.)
And here He is , "He who is, or has, a dream." in the the following dream from
Mrs.Barbro Nygren from Malmo, Sweden... [EMAIL PROTECTED] and must be exposed
on her site at http://Home1.2.sbbs.se/gaiety
Dream, Y. 31 august - 1987
"I saw an Indian chief that was painted in different colors, yellow, blue
and red. The chief and one more person danced round and round. The
Indian chief should go to the worlds of spirits and finally he rode away
on a winged white horse, very calmly and gentle he took off from the
ground and thereafter he was gone. The chief said nothing during the
dream. He had an axe in his hand."
Yes! Flying into the World of Spirits!!!
*******************
Now, for the Buddhists, Gautama Buddha, no need to introduce him...
on the night of his visions and Illumination left his Father's Palace
on a Magical Horse, Khantara... which hooves were supported by the Gods of
Heaven, in order not to make noise and awake everyone. Also, in the Jatakas,
or Stories of Buddha's Previous Lives... we find many in which the Buddha
was a Horse... for instance No.196 is a very good example, of which the
following is a little extract...
"Valahassa-Jataka"
"Now, at that time the Bodhisatta had come into the World as a
flying horse, white all over... possessed of supernatural power, able to fly
through the air"... The rest of the story tells about the fate of those who
believed in the Horse (and went to heaven) and those who didn't (who
unfortunately, went to Hell!).
"Then, becoming perfectly enlightened, he recited the following verses...
"They who will neglect the Buddha when he tells them what to do,
As the goblins ate the merchants, likewise they shall perish too."
"They who harken to the Buddha when he tells them what to do,
As the Bird-Horse saved the merchants, they shall win salvation too."
When the Master had ended this discourse, he declared the Truths, and
identified the Birth:- "The Buddha's followers were the 250 who followed the
advice of the Horse and I, was the Horse myself."
...many other stories finish the same way #23, # 206... sometimes
the Horse is called Swift-as-the-Wind... in others Windswift... or Sindh
Horse...# 24 for example... which ends by "... and I the Perfect Buddha was
the Horse of those Days."
...without counting all the ones, in which he flew on the Horse,
and telling the name of who he was when he rode the Horse, in previous
lives... there are so many.
Also, there exists also these passages on p.lxiv and p.41 of the
Bardo Thodol in regards to the Buddha's Rememberings...
"In recollection, all former births passed before his Eyes.
Born in such a place, of such a name, and downward to His present birth
through hundreds,..., all His births and deaths He knew." (from Amagosha's
"Life of the Buddha" translated by Samuel Beal.)
"Thus he calleth to mind the various appearances and forms
of his previous births. This is the first stage of his knowledge; his
ignorance (as regards to prior births) hath vanished, and his knowledge (as
regards prior births) hath arisen: darkness hath departed, and light hath
arrived..."
(Anguttara Nikaya, Eka Duka and Tika Nipata" pp. 188-9,
273-4, translated by E.R.J. Gooneratne, Galle, Ceylon, 1913.)
Also, since we are here, the Horse came so many times that some
finally put the Winged-Horse as an attribute of the Godly Universal
Monarch.... I would like to use other words but this is what is written.
However, to understand rapidly, it is better to have some guiding Data. The
following extract "The Seven Gems" comes from "Buddhism and Lama�sm of Tibet"
pages 389-390 by A.Waddell, 1895...
" THE SEVEN GEMS". These are the attributes of the Universal
Monarch, such as prince Siddharta....Buddha. They are very frequently
figured on the base of throne, and are:-
1. The Wheel. The victorious wheel of a thousand spokes. It
also represents the symmetry and completeness of the Law. It is figured in
the early Sanchi Tope.
2. The Jewel. The mother of all gems, a wish procuring
gem. Cintamani. (This is an interesting one for all of you who like say "Om!
Mani Padme Hum!....Om! The Jewel in the Lotus" Hum! because this Mani is an
attribute of the universal Monarch.) (Sanskrit, Ratna and Tibetan, Norbu.)
3. The Jewel of a Wife. "The Jasper-girl" who fans her
lord to sleep, and attends him with the constancy of a slave. Skt,
Stri....Tibetan, Tsun-mo.
4. The Gem of a Minister, who regulates the business of
the Empire. Skt. Mahajana...T., Lonpo.
5. The Elephant. The earth-shaking beast, who as a symbol
of universal sovereignty the Buddhist kings of Burma and Siam borrowed from
Indian Buddhism. It seems to be Indra's Airavata.
***** 6. The Horse. It seems to symbolize " the Horse-chariot of
the Sun, implying a realm over which the sun never sets, as well as the
celestial Pegasus, which carries its rider wherever the latter wishes. *****
7. The gem of a General, who conquers all enemies.
and these incredible attribute of the Pegasus Winged-Horse is also
repeated in some other Buddhist text...from " Buddhism and Lama�sm of
Tibet", pages 86, 87 & 88.
"Godly Birth. The God is born at once "fully developed"
within a halo of glory from a lotus flower.- the oriental symbol of
immaterial birth and is provided with the special attributes of a God, viz,
(1) a lotus-footstool, (2) splendid dress and ornaments, (3)
goddess-companions (Apsaras, celestial nymphs- the "houris" awarded to
heroes.), (4) a wish-granting Tree, which instantly yields any fruit or food
wished for, and bends to the hand of the gatherer, its leaves yielding
luscious food, its juice nectar, and its fruit jewels, (5) a wish-granting
cow which yields any drink wished for, (6) self-sprung crops (usually
painted as Indian corn or maize), ***** (7) in a golden stall...a jeweled
Horse-of-foreknowledge which Pegasus-like carries his rider wherever wished,
through-out the worlds of the past, present, and future,***** (8) a lake of
perfumed nectar or ambrosia (Skt., Amrita) which is the elixir vitae and the
source of the divine lustre. The cup-bearer is Dhanwantari, the Indian
Ganymede. Shining is a peculiarly divine attribute, and the etymology of the
word "divinity", is the root Div, "to shine", the parent of the Skt. Deva
and latin Deus."...The main thing to understand here is that the god is born
"at once fully developed"...and material birth has nothing to do with
Spiritual Godly Birth.
So, as you can see this dream of Flying on Pegasus reappears in all faiths
of the World since the Dawn of Ages... because it is the the Dream of the
Allegory of the Immortality of the the Primordial Soul of the Universe
and King of the Spiritual Dream Realm!!!
Any problem with that?
"You bed-wetter, my father's dreams would
have shown me my heritage, without my father's example.
The body does not help it must cleave to the Spirit."
Is there anything wrong with the Coming of God on the planet, if you think
that there is, just let me know and someone will take care of your problem
forever!
So any problem with the Winged-Horse which is the Holy Spirit of the Creator?
Make up your mind... for your own eternal sake!
Clear knowledge is always better than just obscure belief!
Thanks! Any questions?
Dr. Deus
***************
PS: I'm adding, for your reference, a list of the names of the
personages, not necessarily in the correct order of appearance, who flew on
this fabulous Eternal Winged-Horse, which many refer as Pegasus, throughout
times and all civilisations...
Greco-Roman Mytho
Helios
Zeus/Jupiter
Hades/Pluto
Hephaistos/Vulcan
Aries/Mars
Athena/Minerva
Poseidon/Neptune
Apollo/Phoebus
Oneomaos
Eos
Selene
Hermes/Mercury
Chiron
Arion
Phaeton
Janus
Dionysos/Bacchus
Herakles/Hercules
Perseus
Hippothoos
Bellerophon
Julius Ceasar
Julian the Apostat
Celtic Mytho
Dagda
Ogmios
Taranis
Sucellus
Epona
Rhiannon
Lugh of the Long Arm
Cu Chulainn
King Lear
Fingall
Ossian
King Arthur
Teutonic Mythology
Tiuz
Odin/Woden
Thor/Donar
Freyer
Heimdall
Siegfried
Balder
Hermod
Indo-Tibetan Lore
Vishnu
Agni
Savitar
Prajapati
Surya
Yama
Brahma
Indra
Purusha
Varuna
Shiva
Krishna
Buddha
Padma-Sambhava
(Punnakkha, Vidhura,
Kubera, Dipamkhara, Kasyapa, Amithaba...)
Shamanism
Neimu-ena
Wakan Tanka
Tengri
Er-Toshtuk
Horseshaman
Slavonic Mytho
Svarog
Dazhbog
Messiatz
Peyrun
Svantovit
Triglav
Sviatogor
Koupala
Yarilo
Ilya-Muromyetz
Mikoula Selianinovitch
Potok
Achille Pontarque
Assyro-Babylonian Mytho
Vahagn
Marduk
Shamash
Nouskou
Mithra
(Varuna)
Minoutcher
Roustem
Djemshid
Houcheng
Feridoun
Tahmouras
Zoroaster
Far-Oriental Mytho
Bato Kwannon
Jemmu Tenno
Fu Ssi
Tchen Wang
Tsao Wang
Kuanti
Empress Wu-Tse-Tien
Empress Gingko
Egyptian Mytho
Nu
Aton
R�
Khepri
Shu
Onouris
Geb
Osiris
Horus
Haroeris
Harakthi
Harmakhis
Thot
Amon
Khonsu
Sokar
Ptah
Nefertoum
Imouthes
Amenophis
Akhenaton
Thotmosis
Touthankamon
Judeo-Christian-Muslim Lore
Uriel (Surya)
Gabriel
Michael
Raphael
Adam
Noah
Joseph
Moses
Solomon
Isaac
Abraham
Jacob
Eli
David
Judas Maccabeus
Alexander the Great
Jesus
John of Patmos
Mohammed
Nostradamus
(+ Daniel, Baruch...)
Also, if you wish to read some facts about them, I invite you to read about
the previous lives of God in greater extent at the following site presently
in construction...
http://www.angelfire.com/pq/chevalvolant/menue.html
Anyways, my dear Dreaming Friends, without any pretention, as stated in
the Victor's Myth of Assyro-Babylonian Mytho, the whole conflict in regards
to the existence or non-existence of the Spiritual World of After-Life sways
round the existence or non-existence of this Angelical Horse... which would
be the Angel of the King of Ages.
Does it exist? Of course it does because all the Holy Scriptures of the
World speak about it!! Why would they all speak about the same Winged-Horse?
Universal Coincidence?
What can I say... I also flew on it? What a ride? Amen (Ammon)!
I'm nothing my friends, just a poor mortal in the flesh, the ephemeral
embodiement of this Magical Winged-Horse Pegasus... but in the Other World,
I'm someone else.
Sincerely,
G�rald
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From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald D'Aoust)
Subject: OK! The Train is Coming!
Date: Sat, 9 Jan 1999 05:59:35 -0800 (PST)
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Gooday Victoria,
how are you doing? It's been a long time that I haven't heard from
you. Would you like to hear a bit about the train which is coming or gone
your way? Personaly, I call this train the Trans-Universal Express... the
Magical Dream Train... and several people dream of this Train and being on
it and which I have also been on myself at several occasions... but first of
all your dream of anticipation of its Coming... or did you ride on it... or
ever ridden on it?...
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From: Victoria Quinton <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: train and old house dream 7199
Date: Thu, 07 Jan 1999 07:59:02 +1100
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Trains and my old house dream
Mermaid
7 January 1999 6am
I was on a trip with my family - at least I know my father was with me and
I had lost my train ticket back.
I looked in every pocket, and had looked through my handbag to no avail.
I didn't have enough money with me, so went back to my childhood home,
which, in my dream, was near the train station. Everyone there had gone to
bed, or didn't want to be disturbed. I knocked on all the closed doors,
until finally, my former bedroom door opened and a friend, Debbie with red
hair, whom I haven't seen for years, opened it and was happy to see me.
She found some coins in her bag, which were enough for me to catch the
train home again. She had to come with me though, as the ticket machines
were broken, and the girl and the boy (each about 17 and with the look of
having a "holiday job") were too busy writing up an elaborate report of the
day. This reporting was a new Government initiative, which benefitted the
travelling public little. Debbie convinced them to get me a ticket, so I
was able to get the train in the nick of time.
It seemed more like night time at my "old house" but afternoon at the train
station.
Victoria Quinton
[EMAIL PROTECTED]
http://www.alphalink.com.au/~mermaid
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OK! Victoria, just watch this now...
>Date: Wed, 17 Jun 1998 17:38:41 -0700 (PDT)
>From: linda luevano <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>Subject: Another Dream.
>To: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
>
>
>
>Hi Gerard :
>this is Linda Luevano:
>This is my personal E-Mail
>please use this one o.k.
>
>Like a week ago I had this dream:
>
>I was on a train going somewhere
>with my Church and the train stoped
>at the train station and we all got out,
>My pastor was standing in the train station and suddenly He fell down
>and was dyeing and I
>was holding his hand for comfort I told him
>He would be with the Lord soon!
>Then He disapperd.
>People were disaperring everywhere!
>And I was like a comforter helping people.
>
>I looked outside and the people that were dissappearing were reappearing
>outside in a line,
>The line ran up a hill all the way to the top.
>And the people were froze and when I walked outside
>they started moving again.
>then I felt like I was floating in the air and the others followed!
>
>THEN I SAW THE CLOUDS PART AND A BEAUTIFUL MAN'S
>FACE WAS IN THE CLOUDS WITH SUCH A BRIGHTNESS
>IN MY DREAM AND WHEN I AWOKE I FELT SUCH COMFORT BEYOND BELIEF!
>
>I felt so peacefull.
>
>
>They shall mount up as winds as eagles.
>
>[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>
So, I replied to her and told her this....
Dear Linda,
I know about this train...but can I ask you if you remember about the
Locomotive, because there was this old old one before...which was an old
steam engine type and looked like these old Choo-Choos in cowboy films...
but, lately a New Modified kind of very aerodynamic nearly silent with a
super engine which sounded like a big "running like a clock Turbo which
would almost whistle... and has so much power!! A beautiful streamlined
Aluminum type elongated Locomotive... very impressive and all the tracks
seemed to join together to give way to it.
I have been on both Locomotives and on the Train that they pull(ed)
and know of a few people who have been on board... a perfect place to meet
with dearly departed persons... who might be in transit?...
>Date: Wed, 22 Apr 1998 16:52:19 -0500
>From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Millennium Babe)
>To: Gerald D'Aoust <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
>Subject: Re: How are you making out?
>References: <md5:CCA3040D22EF398F0B0B63E8715ECAB2>
>
Time Rider, Hi,
> Actually, I'm not feeling too great right now. Doctor says it's
>walking pneumonia, but I sure don't feel like walking. Admittedly, I
>haven't had a chance until today to sit upright and read anything, and I
>think I'm going back to bed.
>
> Did have one thing to add...a dream that I actually
>remembered....happened a couple of days ago, and although I don't
>remember what the whole point of it was, it's more who was in
>it....there were two people I know who have just recently suffered
>personal losses of their spouse, I remember being at the house of one of
>them and both were there. Then all of a sudden I was on a train trying
>to sleep in a bed and I felt someone's arms around me holding me tight
>and I looked over and it was my adopted Mother. She was alive but
>already dead. She smiled at me, but I tore from her grip and was
>terrified. Then it ended.
>
>Be in touch soon,
>
>Jo
>
...................
You see, Linda, that's the Train you are talking about!
Take care now and talk to you tomorrow,
G.
***********
.... and she, Linda, replied this...
Thank you for your great interpretation of my pearl dream
It was very insightful .
And yes please send me the information you were talking about.
The train you are talking about YES I did dream of that one but it was
floating like it was a future train-
There were many peaple I saw on it they were nice to me
I also dreamed in the train that I had super human strength and I was
trying to save people on the train
from a bad man with a gun.
it was a very cool dream!
Thanks again: Gerald
***************
and the following day, dear Victoria, I sent her this...
Dear Linda,
about that train.... please compare your dream... the frozen people
and what happens to me in this dream of mine... because something of this
nature occured in my dream and I think that we were both at the same place
on that night...but this is strange because the time frame is different, but
there is no past no present and no future in the timeless dream zone.... or
perhaps this is always what happens when this Trans-Universal Express comes
along...??!!
This is what I wrote last year... except the second portion about the new
locomotive I had to re-write because I could not find it... but this is all
true. The first portion was posted at Tiger's Nest around the first of July 97.
>Dear Dreamers,
>
> this site seems to be a lot of fun. I only read a few
postings and see that mine seem to be somehow related to many of yours!!! I
have not read all the postings.... but I will surely do within a short
while.... and see what I can come up with.
>
> The Subway Trains... the last posting from Don....is
very interesting as I have also been on the same Train also.... many
times....during a period of about 3 to 4 years... so I would ike to say that
it is not a Subway Train.... but it does travel in this Tunnel.... and there
is a station in it, as you describe.... and further in the Tunnel....on the
right hand side there is this smaller tunnel again in solid concrete.... and
the branching of the tracks, from the main line... is nearly square.... and
nearly impossible to take.
>
> It would be too long to tell, all my mind bothering dreams
on board of this Train.... but on the particular trip that you spoke
about.... I was in the locomotive.... and old Steam one..... often feeding
the fire of the kettle.... and having passed there at many occasions... a
few of us wanted to try taking the little tunnel... because the main line
was going to a certain Jail House....in South-America somewhere.... and were
tired of always landing there....so on that particular trip....I dragged my
body on the side of the locomotive....to the very front of it ....in order
to to push on the standing lever, located on the left hand side of the main
tunnel to operate the the branching device.... and succeeded.
>
> There was a big "Clang" , as the locomotive squarely changed
tracks and entered the second tunnel.... I thought for a while that we might
have lost the front buggy wheels.... and had all the problems in the world
hanging to the side of the Locomotive and was trying to avoid the concrete
wall....and Opps! it went down fairly abruptly and left at the same time and
I was able to regain the cabin of the Locomotive. And then, we landed in the
most gorgeous place.... a real Paradise of somekind.... and everyone happily
got out of the Train....and we had a wonderful time together partying....
nothing was missing.... beautiful drinks.... nice people everywhere....
playing, dancing, swimming....everything.
>
> It was the last time that I saw that train,..... but quite
recently, I had a dream where I was in the middle of nowhere and in front of
me were about 10 sets of different tracks.... all of them of different
sizes... and all running parallel to each other.
>
> Then, I saw a large "Cargo"train pass....full speed on the first
set of tracks....and as it went by I noticed that it was swaying
dangerously, as if the tracks were all loose.... and I said to myself ..."
how come it does not derail? ".... and then on the last set of tracks.... I
saw a little train going full blast ...of a much smaller size.... with an
older type locomotive....and the wagons were having some problem
following....and it eventually lost two wagons... the tail wagon left the
tracks...but the wagon before it, a blue one....which appeared to be about
the size of a single bed...stayed on the middle of the track in a
perpendicular position....with the wheels off the track on both sides.
>
> Then, I saw another Train.... about the same size....with the
conductor sitting well exposed from the waist up, as on those kids' train
rides, you know..... and it was flying and it kind of slowed down when "he"
saw the wagon across the tracks.... but a little too late and it collided
....and I saw the head of the operator hit on the top of his locomotive as
it climbed above the other wagon and remained in a slightly vertical
position. I could not help laughing when I saw the "Conductor" step out of
his small train to exchange some rough words with people from the previous
train who must have been in the Tail wagon. At that time, I wondered if
another Train was coming.... and I thought about the old Train which I had
been on before..... but it did not come. Not during that night .....
>
> A few weeks later, in the first week of May 1997, I had another dream
related to this one. At the beginning of the dream I was visiting along with
my brother in an appartment a young couple and we were discussing about
psycho-spiritual matters and the young woman was very impressed by my
teachings and her boyfriend did not mind that she expressed some
satisfaction hearing what I had to say.
>
> Then, we left, me and my brother and walked through town, wherever that
was and after a while going west we were walking westbound inside some kind
of corridor which was boarded by wood planks which had some wide space in
between as in corrals for horses, or something of that type... and looking
through the planks, I could see the same railroad tracks as I had just seen
previously in my "trains" dream...about 10 sets of them, but this time it
was different, because there was a station... with people on the deck
apparently waiting for a train and there was this single older type luxury
coach which was standing alone a little bit further from the station... and
no one could board on it.
>
> At this particular moment, it began snowing out of nowhere, and I was not
really dressed for that...and then suddenly appeared coming from the West,
apparently heading for the station and travelling at great speed, this
amazingly beautiful streamlined Aluminum type elongated Locomotive,
extremely aerodynamic and nearly silent with a super powerful Turbo engine
which sounded like a big "running like a clock" and which nearly whistled
when it spun its huge propelling wheels backward to come to a dead stop, a
couple hundred feet from the Station.
>
> I was petrified, looking at this mechanical wonder which had come to a
nearly silent stop and could enjoy for a moment the beautiful lines of this
incredible machine which was ultra-modern but had kept some ancient style
with the big wheels as on the older trains.
>
> Then, it proceeded to make a 3 point turn, in order to change direction
and eventually back up and go and attach itself to the wagon... and what
really surprised me is the fact that all the different sets of tracks which
were parallel, began twisting and bending themselves together in order to
let that locomotive run totally perpendicular to their order of
position...to turn its heading direction around... and then it backed up and
went to attach itself to the single wagon.
>
> And then, the Locomotive advanced in front of the station, and stopped and
the conductor came out, he was dressed in blue with his normal cap and
walked ahead of the locomotive with his older type square faced lantern in
order to guide the Locomotive in order to bring the wagon to the proper
palce to embark the passengers.
>
> At that time, I had jumped the fence and walked a little closer, to get a
closer picture of this most impressive dream machine... and when the
conductor approached, I recognised him as he was the conductor of the
previous old Locomotive which had haunted my dreams for a couple years back
in 1992 or so....and therefore I understood that this was the a New Improved
Successor of the Old Midnight Express.
>
> Then the old friendly conductor came to me and said...
>
> "Hey! G�rald, I heard that things coming good with the dogs... and that
you're gonna move some to Europe!"
>
> Boy! was I ever surprised of what he said and replied...
>
>"How come you know that?"
>
> "Oh! News go fast around here!"... he replied smiling and giving way to
the Locomotive which was now advancing very slowly. (Hey! I shipped 3 dogs
to France some 3 months later!!... anyways back to our Train Story!)
>
>At that particular point, I was standing on the left of the front of the
Locomotive... and suddenly the snow began falling at an incredible rate and
piling behind me many feet high and forcing me and pushing towards the side
of the Locomotive... and as it was slowly advancing I was afraid that I
would fall under the wheels and I was resisting as much as I could against
the snow pressure bracing my feet against the track and sliding my hands on
this heavy skirt of metal which stands above the large wheels....but the
snow was keeping on building pressure and once the last big wheel had passed
I bent down and slid underneath that side portion of the locomotive and was
forced to rapidly climb up on the Locomotive when the gap between it and the
wagon appeared over my head. I could not go anywhere else... that was the
only thing that I could do. Was I ever relieved! Woof!
>
> Then, I went into the Engineer-Operator Driving compartment of the
Locomotive and sat down and got acquainted with the the operational gear and
had fun playing with the horns, the little tune of the movie "Encounter of
the Third Kind" .... and after a while the Train departed from the station
to an unknown destination in the darkness of the night.
So, I will let you think on this one for a while.
Best Regards,
G.
..............................
So, you see, Victoria, this is the Train on which was sleeping Jo and Linda
was helping people... now the good things are...
.... #1 I drive that Train of the Deads... or of the living Ghosts of the
Departed... as well as the Ghosts of the Living and they appreciate that
that I give them some nice rides, at least I recognise that they exist and
they like me for that...
My twenty minutes are up! :-)
Take care, and talk to you soon I hope, but Victoria, I get the
impression that you don't believe in the Other World... because you're
afraid of Ghosts!
Are you? or is just because you don't want to discuss about them?
Anyways, I'll ask a few of them to go and pay you a nice and friendly
visit just for you to finally acknowledge their presence... if you haven'
done so yet.
How is that?
Best Regards, you're friendly Buddy,
The Train's Engineer
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