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Princess, Horse, Elephant And Boar : Art Symbolism In A Lucid Dream

From the blackness rose that peculiar vibration. It surged up through my bed, into my back, and spread through my entire body, like a slightly uncomfortable shock. “Here It Goes Again!” Feeling my insides changing shape, being penetrated and contorted, I knew for sure the lucid dream state was upon me. Opening my eyes, it was still dark. The clarity of my thinking concerned me, because I did not wish to wake up yet. Saw a spinning, silverfish ball in the dark, just in front of me, and knew it to be my third eye. It was time to assume “twin Positions.”


Began to spin within the black ectoplasmic soup that surrounded me. I repeated this two more time, then opened my eyes. As if I were awake, my bedroom looked as it usually does, my bed felt as it usually feels. Early morning sun shining through my window seemed to confirm that the dream was over. Checked my cellphone, and the time was 8:15 am. Suddenly the internal vibrations resumed, and closing my eyes, and re opening them, I was once more surrounded by darkness. Mission successful! I am now locked in the dream world, and will need to wake up three times to leave it!


[Though the technique is called  “Twin Positions”, one may actually continue to wake up in as many dreams as they wish, and must wake up in reverse from each one before they ay awake from dream reality. FYI.]


Feeling the need to scream! Don’t know why exactly. Believe it is just my way of releasing internal pressure. It could have been a fart, belch, or giggle. Four screams, and off to work.


Entering the door of a large metal sided building. Although it looked like a warehouse, it was much bigger than any I have seen. It was at least three stories high, and nearly the size of a city block. The inside was quite different, containing many large rooms, many were rooms I had seen before during the course of my life. There were classrooms as well, which were similar to those of my high school days, the genetic cinderblock walls painted with shiny enamel in tacky colors. Much of the floor was paved with off white nylon tiles.


Walking down the hall, I came to a bend. Turning left, I continued to walk until I reached a door. Opening it, I saw it was my father’s bedroom. The floors had dirty old carpet, and his bed was covered in dust. I said “Dad, let’s get out of here!” His hair long and unkempt, much as a man on a long drinking binge, his look sullen but content, I was deeply concerned for him. He shook his head, saying “no, I want to stay here, and I want you to stay here too.” I told him that I did not wish to stay, and hope he will come with me instead. “I will not stay here long, please come with me now. Let’s get out of here!” He shook his head again, so I closed the door and began running away.


Knowing I was within a dream,


it became important for me to test my powers here. Thrusting my arms through a metal wall, I passed into the next room, and was joyously greeted by a good friend, and ex lover. She hugged me firmly, and told me how happy she was to see me. My libido being what it is, I couldn’t resist the temptation to have sex. It was awesome, though it started to turn weird. Going down on her was great! She tasted so wonderful, and I noticed that huge, swollen clit of hers, throbbing to the caresses of my tongue and lips. Suddenly it began to grow larger and larger, until it was almost a foot long! If that proved not to be strange enough, it began to grow bumps and knots, finally looking like an arm of an octopus, complete with suckers. I stroked it gently, and walked away.


Just a little way down the hall, I met another ex girlfriend. She threw her arms around me, and began sucking on my neck, whispering “it’s so great to see you again. I thought I would never be here with you!” Once again, my libido took over, and I licked my finger, and snaked it through her shorts and into her soft warm butt. After getting it in there as deep as possible, I pulled it out and sucked on it. The flavor was intense, delicious, and captivating! Started to feel seminal fluid running down my leg. My head started spinning, and once more, I lay in my bed. Checked the time. 8:15 am.



Time often works differently here. Frequently, it goes through loops. Therefore, the sense of time through experiences, cannot be used to evaluate physical time. At least I’ve found it so.


Suddenly a trumpet sounds. I am now in a completely different building, the Cameron Art Museum.


Sitting in a chair, in the first display room to the right, I listened with excitement to words about the oncoming display. It was said to be colossal! The greatest show ever to be presented! The sound of a girl’s scream broke the air savagely. The doors swung open, and a princess dressed in white rode into the room on a white horse. they proceeded to the back, behind row of chairs and eager viewers. next, an elephant walked into the room, swinging it’s trunk side to side, and walking to the back. After that , a boar came running in, growling at everyone, and following the elephant. I got scared, and ran for the door. More than some ran out as well. Leaving, I saw the horse running for the door, and hid behind it. The boar ran as well. Someone petted it on it’s way out. It sniffed my leg, and ran on.


I felt a little ashamed that I ran out of the room, but my fear of these big animals was strong!



Obviously, those who remained in the room were unharmed. Not one of these animals tried to harm me, though all but the elephant rapidly followed me as I left. Don’t know where the princess went. Think she is still in the room. The boar was the only animal to find me in hiding, but he left me alone.


The vibrations resumed, and three times, I woke up in my bed, my bedroom, and house.


Getting up, I felt a little nausea and stomach grumbling. Probably too much beer and T Day leftovers! Perhaps the effects of intense lucid dreaming. Whatever. From this dream, I have gained a wealth of subject matter for painting, and dream symbolism to investigate!


One more round on the merry go round!


Good night. Sweet dreams!

Artist At The Edge Of Magic


Greetings All!


My last post was very short, while this one may be quite long. I hope you enjoy, and get something from it. You will see a lot of my latest art here. Remember I said I needed to take a break and refresh. This is what it has come to…


Election Day!, Save our country!, “Bad Hurricane, how dare you cost me $90!,


“You want to save our world? Better give me some money, before it’s too late!” By the way, we have the best spaceship to Heaven, and we are offering it for the very low price of $5000,000,000, but we have payment plans available. Don’t let our bad economy stop you from getting it all!


Well, it’s really not we, only me. Hey, make your payments available to


Sam


and God willing, Heaven will be yours! :]:]:]


After an unholy butt load of that crap, and seeing that I really have something to say, I retired to my art for inspiration. Unholy summer of un stained panties and swimwear! There is so much more than something to say. I’ve got some things to show. Yes, I have more than one:]:]:]access-and-transcend


So I’m drawing the “Ice Curtains” to politicians right now, this is about me!ice-curtains


I am an artist


to qualify, I am an artist


At the edge of magic!artist-at-the-edge-of-magick


My physical form changes constantly, such as life and reality…


I am not at liberty to play games on you, though I would love to play them with you. Consider me as The Green Man In  contemplation. My world is new, and I’m hoping that your world is too. Otherwise, sail off…the-green-man-in-contemplation


I invoke the power of a great lantern to light my way. Together forming this lantern, we are a god/goddess. We become the holiest of holy, by transformation into the unholy.lucifer


By this I mean, facing reality. There is nothing in this world that can help us get our lives straight, unless it is ourselves! The Gods and Goddesses are merely icons, until we incarnate them! Get it?baphomet-rising


Without pseudo reasoning for a mentor, our focus often turns to “Death.” Are we really not fearing an ending for a greatness not begun? Where was I when I needed help? I’m hoping to instigate answers to these questions.deaths-head-moth


The universe has bestowed us with gifts such as love, which in reality is an embracing of self, and lust, which keeps it all moving. Furthermore, we have everyday life as a reality check. Going back to love, embracing self is embracing all. Just think about it! We are beginning a journey. Hope we are all together.Tantric Reformation


Regardless of style, art is a science of symbolism. It has been used from primordial times and up to the present, to concentrate bands of perception into usable and potent aggregates.point-of-no-return


In a well done painting, the awareness of a million years is condensed, and reincarnated in the present moment! We can see this in every art revolution that’s ever existed. Test this yourself. Observe and contemplate the art of different periods of history. Within each, the unchanging element can be found, and more! The art of every civilization and time period provides a window to that place, both in what it shows, and what it does not.The Weave


My point is that art is the most potent of all magickal tools, as well as the prime tool for social evolution and communication. Tarot decks are perfect examples of all I have inferred, yet it gets so much deeper! Art controls society completely!

The blowout of self-sodomy
The blowout of self-sodomy

You want to buy a home. Where will you wish to live, and what style of house would you wish to live in? Did you determine all you needed to from personal experience? You want to join a religion, list the motivators. The list could go forever, but doesn’t need to. Symbolism creates reality! Artists are architects of symbolism.

The undefined spaced in control
The undefined spaced in control

There are days when it may get difficult to understand these things. It probably would be better to say, that when things get rough, it becomes somewhat difficult to identify with the greatness of “true being”, and our purpose in this amazing continuum. It’s really just our ego’s feeling hurt, but these things will pass in the wake of transpersonal glory.


Every year, and every day of my life, the evidence builds!


I take a humble kind of pride in the knowing that everything is The Great Continuum, and I am doing my part. This Divine Fractal  expands and contracts in sensuous waves within the peaceful stillness of eternity. Jellyfish wisdom?


I have always loved and admired jellyfish. They are so beautiful and delicate. I see them as organic fractals, or individual “bing-bangs” pulsing with the tide. In spite of their great vunerability, the jellyfish is still one of the most successful species on earth, and probably have a great future! Why?


For one, they can be deadly predators without a passion for hate. Even if the jellyfish had a high IQ, I doubt it would make much trouble for anyone who left it alone. It likes to eat, and will consume whatever it can.


Secondly, jellyfish are highly adaptable to most any environment. Pollution may actually aid their success, by creating an environment rich in organic matter and a multitude of protein rich organisms. Wouldn’t it be cool if we could do that?


When a jellyfish washes up on a beach, or gets plowed by a passing boat, the other jellyfish don’t get depressed and whine about the futility of life. They eat, reproduce and die, like everything else, but do so without huge psychological problems. This is another reason they find it so easy to succeed.


In this lowly organism, the meaning of life is completely established, at least for now. Within their physical appearance, and their very nature, profound wisdom abides!


Now, about the “Great Intellectual Jellyfish”…


Several months ago, I had a MRI. Though I was prohibited from photographing my brain, I got to see it, and absolutely fell in love! For the first time, I saw the real me. It was a delicate creature, composed mainly of cholesterol, bathed in an inner ocean housed in a flesh machine. I was, and still am, in complete awe! This creature designed my life. It determined how long my hair should be, what I would eat, drink, or smoke, how I would react to whatever it’s decisions were. It decides how much of it’s awareness it should share with me, and in reality, what my life will be about.


This is the really cool part…


For that moment, I was in complete communion with myself. I could see my brain, looking back at me, and it was able to see it’s creation. It was also able to tell the deep love I had for it. From an MRI, I learned true self love! Get one if you can! They are very expensive, but of all the personal development tools I’ve tried, it was the best so far. By the way, if you do get one, and want the pic, you probably should click your cellphone without asking! I did, and they told me no. [they kinda suck!] Partially joking, as I know they have their rules to protect their business, and that should get some respect. Never the less, this is me, and they should feel the sting of a thousand nettles for holding such a personal picture from me. I still plan to get it!


So in this post, I am sharing with you my most recent art, and the inspiration behind it. Soon I will return to my social and political engagements, as there is a lot to be addressed! As of now, please contemplate the beauty and power of art, and employ it in your life as you see fit.under-the-bridge



 Hope all had a happy Halloween. Autumn blessings to you!autumn-fire


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The Self Centered Vision For A Free Life


We frequently question what life is all about, while sadly ignoring ourselves and our personal reality. This is why we tend to feel so trapped and used. We seek the external world, and have done a good job of finding it. What has happened is that we have discovered a way to “make the car drive us, instead of us driving the car”. The result of this folly is that although very busy, and apparently engaged in life, we are just running around unconscious.


While in this state of mind, we are dominated by our external circumstances, and our primal drives. This puts us in a bad place for addressing the needs of the future. Our ability to develop new perspectives is greatly compromised. We are living in a dream which evolved thousands of years ago, and whose time has passed. Although it was highly effective for establishing order, and keeping the human species from extinction, the game has changed. It’s time for something new.


Over the world, population is rising out of control. We are running out of food and land to support this increasing population. Despite this global emergency, our teens are adhering faithfully to their instinct to replicate at all cost. They are out of control. The reason for this is that creating children is still one of our leading focuses in life. Lead by antiquated drives, we are securing the basis for our much feared extinction.


Why are we not coming up with educational programs designed to instill a sense of self value in our youth? Why are we not trying harder to create a state of selfishness in our young, that might lead them to building themselves instead of replicating. When will we call for a generation to offer quality over quantity?


Oh, perhaps I can explain:]


Maybe it is because we live under a divine law, “Be fruitful and multiply.”


I would love to hear a comment from the author of this command that would explain how we should do so, and feed these offspring now that their numbers are greater than our recourses to care for them? What’s even worse is that we are doing very little to develop the recourses needed to even try to satisfy this great task. Every second, babies are born, cigars are passed, a forest dies, a debt increases, and life goes on!


For how long?


I’m not sure!


How long can we extend a welfare program to an increasing population fighting for a limited job demand? How long before our natural recourses are depleted by our “out of control species?” Where will we go when we run out of standing space? Someone tell me!


The thing is, that is only a small part of what I want to talk about. My concern here is a long term solution to the problem, or should I more fairly say… Disbalance!


These days, many folks are throwing out potential solutions, especially since we are so close to election time! I believe I have a long term solution to this problem, and I’m giving it for free, even though I’m running for no office.


Take it or leave it, the intelligent have nothing to lose by trying it on! The movement began over two hundred years ago, though it’s only started to catch. The primary goal is to teach to the living of all ages that their life and purpose are of greatest importance, and so it’s cultivation is one’s only true consideration.


By refining your life from a chunk of coal, into a diamond, you will be doing much better than if you created huge amounts of coal. If you refine yourself into one capable of finding solutions, you will have achieved more than ten generations only able to repeat a pattern! If you solve your problems with dependence, your wisdom may end a need for welfare. Should you take the time to love yourself, you will never need another for self validation. You will be a miracle you rejoice in!


Now for many, extreme debt, screaming babies, job concerns, social obligations and more, will prevent the necessary evolution to enter this brave new world. Many will be afraid, or feel their urges are morally wrong.


It is much easier to comply than to really evaluate and create. These days, compliance will solve no problem, as the authorities know less than the common masses they used to dominate!


Every age comes with it’s mottos and laws. I wish to state of the two which have yet to be fulfilled, and very likely, will address the questions of our day.


I paraphrase both of these… Think you’ll get the point.

On his death bed, Buddha responded to the question on which precept was most important. He responded, “be a lamp unto yourself.” In like condition, Aleister Crowley announced, “Do what thy wilst will be the whole of the law, love under will.”


Should one not understand the language of those days, it would appear a riddle or nonsense delivered by both.  Looking closer, it can be seen that they both are delivering the same ultimate command. See, to do what you will is not the same as doing anything you want, it implies introspection, strategy and practice. It directly demands that one ” be a lamp unto themselves.”


It involves changing the scenario from being one looking outward to the world, to a world looking inward toward you. It puts full authority in your hands, while removing excuses for failure. When you know who you are, there is no failure.


I hope to inspire a generation of people


1. To question the ethics of their past


2. To live for themselves and forsake all others!


3. To consider pleasures of the flesh as beautiful rituals between lovers, and not just a tool of procreation.


4.Indulge fully in the pleasures of self and flesh, yet leave nothing to be unintentionally carried over.


5. To see the world as their ultimate lover, and protect her from all threats, even ourselves!


6. To bring life into the world when more is needed, and refrain from doing so when it is not.


7. In all cases and matters, be the change you want to see.


8. Follow your bliss!


The big day is coming up… Election day! I encourage everyone to get out and vote! Just do it! Do your best to show your candidate what you need!


Now, a special message to our candidates:


I’ve heard what you are saying, and have varying views to both of you. I would love to believe that you both really love and wish to serve your nation. If this is the case, please drop the campaigning, get together in private, and come up with a good plan for your country! Both of you, together, could do something really incredible! Will you, or just take care of business as usual? I think you both have it in you to bring about great things!


a special message to anyone reading this:

Awake!


Through The Portal: The Magic And Sensuality Of Lucid Dreams


sam 2016

One of the main points of this post is to communicate the true power of lucid dreaming, and reveal why it is as much a practice as meditation, yoga, physical exercise and prayer. Lucid dreaming is a game for some [though I don’t recommend it], a research tool for scientists and psychologists, a part of some spiritual paths, and a spiritual path all it’s own for others. In this day and age, concepts are challenged constantly. The validity of religion is questioned, and scientific findings published, then shattered by the next finding!


By the way, please don’t take this as an anti religion rant. It is not at all. I am in no way trying to criticize or validate anyone’s religion or ethic code. I am simply laying the groundwork for


explaining why lucid dreaming is so important to the world today!


Lucid dream techniques have changed very little from shamanic times, from BC to AD. All the new strategies I have researched and experimented with, have proven themselves spinoffs on the original practices of people who discovered this goldmine thousands, probably millions of years ago!


Examples:


Lucid dream supplements…are drugs used to promote lucid dreaming. Oracles of the past had huge arsenals of them! Today many use L-Dopa, caffeine, psychedelics, MAO’s, and so much more. Greek oracles hung out in caves of narcotic gasses, earning a living by predicting the future. Old school witches made flying ointments from the narcotic poisons of nightshades and other herbs. Artists have used many of these and added alcohol, especially absinthe to the bag of tricks. I’m wary of these practices to some extent, because drugs can be so dangerous. There is a lot of misinformation on the subject, and mistakes can be fatal. Want to take this route? Better know what you are doing. Mental hospitals are full of people who didn’t!


Sound recordings are sometimes used to induce lucid dreams. For example: Hemi synch, developed by Robert Monroe. These products work well for some people, and these in the past and up to today benefit from shamanic trance music.


All numbers of gadgets to prevent one from completely losing consciousness while sleeping. Examples: lucid dream face masks, placing hard objects on places of the body to reduce comfort during sleep, and call to mind that we should be doing something.


Mantras: such as “I am dreaming”, etc.


In my opinion, these tools are really for beginners to help the mind develop a waking sleep perspective, and may be dropped as soon as the dreamer is able to know when they are dreaming, and act consciously while asleep.


Ok, time to get into the deep stuff!


Many people have asked me to help them understand experiences they have had, where science and logic fail to yield answers. Some have had prophetic dreams, where something they dreamed of occurred next day, or not long after. Some people tell me they had a dream that changed reality, for themselves or universally. I believe them! Why? For me, tonight’s dream will become tomorrow. If there are any exceptions, I don’t know of them. How is this possible? I really can’t explain it, but it’s true non the less.


I will share a personal experience with you, to clarify my observations concerning how dreams directly have a hold on reality. Judge for yourself.


Recently, I received a personal message from someone who visited my site. This was a little unusual, so it stuck in my mind. However, the comment didn’t seem that far out or anything, though I directed her to my personal email to talk about it “less on the grid”. That night, I had a dream where I met a woman at a restaurant- pool joint. She asked directions to the restroom, and I pointed to it. She started to try to open another door, and I said “no, over there, see the sign?” She walked over to me, thanked me, and said “Let’s Go.” We walked to her house, I guess, and she started hugging and kissing me. I noticed that she was much taller than I am. Also realized that she turned me on greatly. We were making out like crazy, but I knew this was a dream. I chose to experience it in full. I also watched her very carefully, as I hoped to find a message in the dream. This woman seemed filled with a very magical love. It wasn’t a selfish sexual thing, nor a possessive “in love” experience. It was like we were merging for a time in the interest of an energy exchange. It was the most positive sex I have ever had!


I heard my phone making noises and woke up. Checking my messages, I saw one from the woman who contacted me. She sent a picture and some commentary. This is the woman I dreamed of! Her features matched those in my dream exactly! [I didn’t bring that up to her. I just responded to her message.]


Things like this happen frequently in the dream world. I venture to say many of you have had an experience somewhat like this. Do you wonder what it means? I will share some thoughts on this, and perhaps give a possible explanation.


Lucid dreams are portals to the spirit world, whatever that means. I am not referring to afterlife experiences, or the like, but rather the hidden force behind reality! One believable explanation is that the mind retains clues or impressions at a deep level, that consciously it forgets. This could be true, but how could it make a realistic image of someone it never saw?


I believe that the mind is merely a radio for the frequency we call reality. Reality is both unity and division, as billions of radios pick up it’s frequency in different ways, and in accordance with individual programming. Never the less, there is only one reality, one awareness, one God. I think that the woman I dreamed of was with me all along, though our awareness merged due to a post and message. It really isn’t a big deal, as we all are part of the same oneness!


Lucid dreaming opens these doors. It removes the separations such as time and space, and will become a great unifying and equalizing force in the future, as more choose to explore and practice it. My father once told me, “One day all we will need to do is think of a place, and we will be there.” He was/is, a wise man.


Lucid dreaming is loaded with sensuality, and the reason why is that we are sensual beings by nature. Only love can compete with our other survival mechanisms such as loyalty, militarism, and hatred. Love can beat them all! Think you have it all going on, the numbers are right, the stealth is good, and you cold heartedly plan the destruction of a whole country, when suddenly you meet one of it’s citizens, and fall in love. All your plans get flushed down the crapper, and why?


Ultimately, we are not designed to destroy each other, because we all are one entity, which lovingly fights for the rights of every individual. We were really designed to capture experience, and come together.


We desire to make love to each other, but hate the competition, though it really doesn’t exist. this is only a construct of the ego. This illusion evolved to help a hunter-gatherer society, of which many of us are still a part.


Times are changing!


Necessity is not only the mother of invention, but the mother of everything! Need welcomes you into her cauldron, and she gives birth to answers, as why and because roll happily in perpetual intercourse.


Sex is the answer, and real sex is love. We are a community of interchanging vulvas and shafts, which means we are constantly having intercourse with each other. We don’t even need to know each other to do this, and we shouldn’t!

Sensuality And Lucid Dreams
Sensuality And Lucid Dreams

There are two people in this world: You and Me. Let’s become One!you and me


There is a road between The dark and light, and there we are, seeking today. That shaft into infinity covers all we are, and nothing is outside it except for that precious way, Our lover and mother supreme! Seeking unity with her, I still my words.Mother 3 30 16