I'm writing these dreams in response to two very different, but fantastical dreams that I just had, that I feel changed what I was before I laid down
to rest...I'd like to share them with you all....I think the 'Truths' or symbols in them, may be beneficial to us all..
In one, I was shown that Music, was the foundation of all intellectual and creative thought....Something about the ways that music was broken up into
sections, stimulated different areas of each, intellectual and creative, thought. It was as if, each one of the sections had different notes, and
revolved around different areas....One that I remember seeing, was the development of higher thought, or brainpower...I felt reading it, that it
translated into you generally, had more brain power, or higher IQ. It wasn't like our standard music, reading it, I got the impression it was
classical music. I have never really had much of an association with music, although I did play trumpet for a few years in Junior High...It would be
hard for me to describe the manner in which I saw the music that would translate into a coherent and understandable sentence...It is no secret
however, that a majority of the most intellectual minds in history, played music.....They were creative individuals, that often stood separate in
history from the rest of the herd...
Scientific Study, Music increases IQ
NWITimes, Music enhances learning, creativity, and intelligence..
In the other, I was talking to someone about GMO's somewhere, she seemed like a really cool, and smart lady... Then, quite suddenly the setting
changed very drastically....I had the feeling that I was in a very old temple that had been sealed up....There was a wall, that I somehow knew I had
to get behind....with many bricks blocking the entrance...One of them was broken, and dilapidated....I had a Masonic trowel that I used to break the
weak foundation of the wall covering the temple....Now, writing this...I feel as if it was...MY temple...Now, the next part is rather different....I
was born left-handed, but pushed to use my right through school, and etc....In the dream I started pulling the bricks covering the doorway with my
left hand, not my right as I have been trained to do....It was odd, because it was almost as if, I could really feel the bricks in my hand as I
removed them from the entrance way...
Eventually, I uncovered enough of the entrance, that I may enter the temple....It was if I was deep underground, the rock was overgrown by green moss.
It was as if it was a place, nobody or I, had been in eons.. There was a hole it looked like in the ceiling that let in light, while I could see the
dust, hanging almost nearly suspended in the air....It burned my eyes, and I felt it against my face.....I had the deepest feeling, or knowing that
there was something here....buried....that I needed to uncover....The original intent of the dream, completely gone.....I just had the drive to find
out what it was within the temple that I needed...Sol-Om-On....It was apparent that the figure in the central part of the Temple, or room, was the
reason for my being there....The place was just so very old. I awoke from the dream, feeling changed....These were not my normal dreams, especially
the few I do have these days, due to being pushed away from them as a child, when I reached my teenage years....Now compelled to write out everything
before you, as if not, I may forget otherwise....That I may later reflect upon the meanings and understand what I previously did not...
I'm a believer in dreams....They are messages to you, and these must have been the most important messages of my entire life...
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