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Saturday, October 19th, 2013
At the yard of an old Buddhist house on 16th Avenue in Vancouver, in it's old form, was a hill with a fence. The Dalai Lama was there.
At first when I saw him, I thought of all the negative things I heard about him and had reservations, but he sensed these reservations and dismissed them.
He was with his aides as much as ever. I told him that I have problems with my ego and that I have problems with drugs.
His aide who stood to his left said, "Don't mention the drugs."
I saw the Dalai Lama with a hole exposed on the right side of his mouth showing his teeth. It looked gnarly and grisly.
Interpretation: I thought this was a minor detail and was originally too lazy to include this. In The Desolation of Smaug, Thranduil, at one point appeared very similar with a hole exposed in his mouth and showing his teeth. I gasped when I saw this in the theatre because it reminded me of this Dalai Lama dream. What does it mean?
I realized that even when he didn't look like it, the Dalai Lama is smiling at all times because he is enlightened. I then cried and shuddered in my sleep, it was tears of sheer absolute bliss and joy because of this.
Then teleport to a basement. A flight of stars. People sitting huddled around.
The Dalai Lama was sitting huddled in a corner reading a book. I tried to look at him, as I was sitting next to him, on a bench against the wall, to his right.
He then went to the other end of the basement, near a pillar. He was wrapping his robes around him. His aide said that he was busy now.
Interpretation: In October, the Grand Patriarch of Buddhism in Thailand died. He was 100 years old.
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Two Police Officers enter an area that is just outside a door of an apartment complex. It was a fenced in area.
To the left a Police car outside a building.
The Police.
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At one point, I was at a hospital and my leg was amputated. I remember wagging the stump of my cut leg on the hospital bed I was on. The leg felt different, had a different center of gravity. Later the leg was reattached. First right, then taken off quickly then reattached somewhat wrong but it self corrected itself and my right leg is now whole, as ever.
Two black snakes to my right appear very suddenly at the side of my head. One of them gives a loud hiss! I grab both of them with my hands, around their necks and throw them to the ground.
Blue snake.
The snake was hiding behind an aquarium.
A big yellow Burmese python, oversized and uber healthy, the way they usually are in dreams.
A muscular black man about to kill the snake.
It is better to kill a snake with an axe than with a machete.
Snakes.
Interpretation: The Chinese year of the snake.
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Black man walks in kichen area threateningly with a shotgun. I hide under a table.
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I didn't argue and left out the silver door on the opposite side of the hall with the big window, the one that I had just used to enter the hall, down the stairs, a winding stairway. As I left, I heard them say, "Gaijin," "Gaijin," Gaijin," "Gaijin,"
I walked down an alley. I thought they weren't calling me Gaijin to insult me, they were saying that as if, "He's not Japanese. He has not had our upbringing and can't be expected to fully understand our codes, so he is excused."
Then I was talking to a Chinese cook wearing all white, and a white hat with red trim, about it.
Then I was walking out of a doorway. I thought, "I know I am in the dreamworld. I know lots of things that I learned from the waking World, but will reveal them as time unfolds."
I then see a group of four people. Two couples. From front to back, A man in his 20s with long hair, wearing a blue European blazer, like Beauty and the Beast, his young wife, an older woman wearing a fancy white hat and white dress, and her husband, an older man.
Dreams have an irritating and annoying surreal quality of them. I can't make heads or tails of them. But someone out there can. A shaman. Or an ET.
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A lady runs into a room, ignores one lady sitting on the floor and runs outside the two of them to hug a man, but she embraces him in a very interesting posture. Her right arm is draped over his right arm. The right side of her face is against the left side of his face and she is stroking the right side of his face with her left hand.
Tuesday, November 12, 2013. Strange hug.
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Renting a room in a rooming house. I am moved from one room to another room.
This second room is the same as a friend's room upstairs.
The first room room also had a porch, although this second room has adjoining it, a small enclosed indoor porch with a view of the downtown skyline as ever.
I thought, The small enclosed porch room can store a bike.
I arrive at the Sea Tac airport in Seattle.
I am going up a fast elevator. It goes up very fast, I notice. It arrives, 71st floor. I rub the elevator door-sill with my hand, my hand going up slightly, and at eye level. I get out of the elevator. It is a small empty room with an orange marble floor.
I hug the floor, in response to a slight fear of being so high up off of the ground.
This is twice as high as the highest buildings in Vancouver, I thought, as I look out the window, a thin slit and see the Sea Tac airport, a ramp leading away from it.
I tell a friend, "The Sea Tac airport is how I came in. But that is not how I am going to leave. I am going to leave on the bus." as I see a ramp leading away from the airport.
Interpretation: 71st floor. I was born in 1971. Not 1970. My adoptive father who claims to be my father was a sleazy fascist, mendacious crackpot. He lied even when he had no reason to. He told me I was born in 1970. But no birth certificate. There are many reasons why a parent would not show a child their birth certificate and none of them are good: incompetence, ignorance, resentment, deception. Without a birth certificate I am not obligated to think let alone believe that that man is my father. Also, every time a year ends in 1, something major always happens to me.While the years that end in 0, nothing special happens.
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Sunday, December 8, 2013
On a wooden ship. On the deck, looking down. A little fish is flapping quickly on a big fish, first an 's' shape, and then a 'z' shape, alternately. There is an opening along the wall of the prow or the deck of the ship and you could see the horizon line of the ocean. A cloudy day.
Interpretation: Sunday, Church day. Jesus was also known as The fish. The avatar for the Age of Pisces. The ship itself God, the big fish Holy Spirit. The little fish Jesus. That's been on the consciousness of so many people for so long it has a life of it's own.
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