Regardless of what anyone thinks of Jack at the very least it's undeniable you're a helluva writer and a dream reader. The answers won't be spelled out for you unless you've already had the base material swirling in your consciousness for some time now unable to make sense of it. Dreams blending with reality. Experiences and storytelling in dream form so real that someone else's experiences and story becomes your own. As I tell people if a dream is so real that you feel it just as much as you see it experiencing all the sensations that come with it as if your conscious merges with someone else's body is it wrong to proclaim it happened to you even if like a fool you got too close and were burned as a result?
So much of what I've felt and experienced and knew without understanding for so long is made crystal clear in this part alone let alone the others. The innermost being bursts with answers and explanations that I've long since knew without knowing as it seemed like a chaotic scene after scene remembering only images and the scars each scene left behind that shakes you to the core no matter how much you try to forget or write over the events in your daily life to chalk it up as nothing when you're so rattled without being able to box it into a linear narrative we are forced to spend our lives doing. The chaos of it all that does have rhyme and reason but not in the way the linear mind can understand without getting wrong. It leaves us all in a deep seated nervousness accepting that there's nothing more to life out of the fear that we're playing out something so big with very deep consequences that we know too little about. There's beauty in the fool navigating a treacherous path without knowing it.
You really hit home on dream interpretation from a period I've tried to block out for over 25 years too young to make sense of what was happening to me or perhaps to come. It's hard to tell anymore when things play out over such a long course. Am I seeing the person I've become that scared the shit out of innocent child all those years when I wanted to see my future self. A man whose embraced the darkness within, innocence lost, full of deep seated anger at it all with the rage of Mars ready to tear me apart from within and explode in blood red vision. Perhaps I'm the man who became so lost and twisted who looked backwards towards the origins at the child shaking under his sheets reeking of fear and weakness but full of innocence and naivete that angers me like the fool blindly working it's magic seems to laugh and dance through it all oblivious to the reality.
The missing key in all of this is Her. Missing from both dreams of the child and man. One giving comfort to the boy when the man became too stoic and indifferent to his situation, and the other to the broken man who questions what he's become in his later years. One was gentle and the other, well, puts you in your place.
Well, I've not exactly written the good news bible Greg, so I guess the way I've been treated is to be expected. As long as guys like you get it let them say what they want. Their words are like dust in the wind, and they will vanish in the howling gales of the coming storm. Thank you for this insightful comment.
It's one of your best. There is so much to comment on. I'll have to wait until I'm in the right frame of mind to comment on your blog. I'll use it as foundation for meditation and research. There is nothing more important than what is written here. Bravo.
Thank you, Romain. This is only important if you have a soul, the vast majority no longer do. CNN, FOX and Googles new and improved internet work out well for them. The chivalric code and the sacred union have as much meaning for them as Thus Spake Zarathustra has for a sprig of asparagus. I look forward to your further comments.
Agree Romain, much to take in….I feel like I’m the luckiest person in the world to have the privilege to read such immense truth and knowledge. Thank you Jack….
Regardless of what anyone thinks of Jack at the very least it's undeniable you're a helluva writer and a dream reader. The answers won't be spelled out for you unless you've already had the base material swirling in your consciousness for some time now unable to make sense of it. Dreams blending with reality. Experiences and storytelling in dream form so real that someone else's experiences and story becomes your own. As I tell people if a dream is so real that you feel it just as much as you see it experiencing all the sensations that come with it as if your conscious merges with someone else's body is it wrong to proclaim it happened to you even if like a fool you got too close and were burned as a result?
So much of what I've felt and experienced and knew without understanding for so long is made crystal clear in this part alone let alone the others. The innermost being bursts with answers and explanations that I've long since knew without knowing as it seemed like a chaotic scene after scene remembering only images and the scars each scene left behind that shakes you to the core no matter how much you try to forget or write over the events in your daily life to chalk it up as nothing when you're so rattled without being able to box it into a linear narrative we are forced to spend our lives doing. The chaos of it all that does have rhyme and reason but not in the way the linear mind can understand without getting wrong. It leaves us all in a deep seated nervousness accepting that there's nothing more to life out of the fear that we're playing out something so big with very deep consequences that we know too little about. There's beauty in the fool navigating a treacherous path without knowing it.
You really hit home on dream interpretation from a period I've tried to block out for over 25 years too young to make sense of what was happening to me or perhaps to come. It's hard to tell anymore when things play out over such a long course. Am I seeing the person I've become that scared the shit out of innocent child all those years when I wanted to see my future self. A man whose embraced the darkness within, innocence lost, full of deep seated anger at it all with the rage of Mars ready to tear me apart from within and explode in blood red vision. Perhaps I'm the man who became so lost and twisted who looked backwards towards the origins at the child shaking under his sheets reeking of fear and weakness but full of innocence and naivete that angers me like the fool blindly working it's magic seems to laugh and dance through it all oblivious to the reality.
The missing key in all of this is Her. Missing from both dreams of the child and man. One giving comfort to the boy when the man became too stoic and indifferent to his situation, and the other to the broken man who questions what he's become in his later years. One was gentle and the other, well, puts you in your place.
Well, I've not exactly written the good news bible Greg, so I guess the way I've been treated is to be expected. As long as guys like you get it let them say what they want. Their words are like dust in the wind, and they will vanish in the howling gales of the coming storm. Thank you for this insightful comment.
It's one of your best. There is so much to comment on. I'll have to wait until I'm in the right frame of mind to comment on your blog. I'll use it as foundation for meditation and research. There is nothing more important than what is written here. Bravo.
Thank you, Romain. This is only important if you have a soul, the vast majority no longer do. CNN, FOX and Googles new and improved internet work out well for them. The chivalric code and the sacred union have as much meaning for them as Thus Spake Zarathustra has for a sprig of asparagus. I look forward to your further comments.
Agree Romain, much to take in….I feel like I’m the luckiest person in the world to have the privilege to read such immense truth and knowledge. Thank you Jack….
Wanted to leave a poem
Excellent peace
“This is how you change a society
Make them forget the past
Make peace in the present
Fruit of Nine
Spirit principled
Forget the past
Peace is present
Past forgotten
Spirit remains”
Wave function
So, where dose A proper Evangelical attend church?
On line of course.
Elmbrook church Spirit led
`vangelical queen attended a convention
For women only
At Elmbrook church