However, it is intensely interesting that Sowelu's post mentions businesses and proposals... After stumbling upon a possibly multi-million dollar internet media-related grant, I recently fleshed out a STO business proposal relating to digital news dissemination...  it got rejected by those silly geese last week but I've still got lots of good feelings   The plot thickens!

So I'm on this boat, something like a small yacht or whatever in terms of structure, but capable of faster speeds (I don't really know anything about boats, so I'm sure this type of boat has a standard name, I just don't know what it is).  Anyway, I'm standing on the outside deck of the boat, along with another person; I don't know if this person is a friend or just some random entity, but in any case they're there too, on the outer part of the ship, near the front.  Next to me I have a blue satchel/duffel filled with who-knows-what, but it seems important to me for some reason.

So both of us are near the bow/front of the ship when my memory of the dream starts, and we're both somewhat exasperated; my memories begin with me saying something like "wow, that was a strong one." and the other person/entity agreeing.  Then I look off ahead in the distance and see a large wave coming towards us.  Not mega-tsunami size or anything, but still large enough; I get the sense that this wave is one of a series, and that we just went through one (probably what the "that was a strong one" referred to) and are about to go through another.

So we brace ourselves, and right as the wave is approaching I notice that my blue satchel/duffel/thing isn't secure.  But it's too late to do anything about it; the wave hits, both of us nearly get washed away but manage to stay on board, however the satchel is long gone.

So we regain our composure and I find myself incredibly disappointed that the satchel is gone (remember I still don't know what was in it, consciously at least).  I express my disappointment to the other being on the ship with me, and he says something like "So? it's just stuff anyway, it doesn't really matter".  And I respond to the effect of "True, it isn't really necessary.  But, this whole thing would be a lot easier if I had it with me.  I don't actually need it, but all other things being equal, it'd be preferable to have it, you know?  I can get by without it, but if I had the choice I'd rather not have to".

And then the other being reminded me: "But you do have a choice, remember?"  And then I go "Oh yeah!  I forgot." and out of my pocket I pull out this small diamond/crystal thing.  Consciously I don't know what it is, but in the dream it had some kind of capability to rewind time.  So I "used" this thing (not sure how) and suddenly I found myself back a few moments before that big wave that washed away the satchel occurred.

And this time, before the wave was about to hit, I told the being next to me "hold on a sec, lemme just run this inside before it gets washed away", and I go bring the satchel to the inside part of the ship (where it's dry and safe), then come back outside and secure myself just in time for the wave to hit again.  Once again we regain our composure after the wave, but this time the other being said "there, is that better?" and I responded something like "yeah, much better.  I know it's silly, but having that around is kinda comforting during this whole process.  Just humor me." and the being responds "hey, whatever makes you happy".

...and then I woke up.  I've no idea what was in that satchel or if it's just symbolic for some kind of attachments I'm only kinda-sorta-ready to let go during these "waves" (in the dream I acknowledge it as being unnecessary so I'm not truly attached to it, but it gives me comfort and so is nice to have around).  In any case I got a definite sense that I had a choice in the timeline I was following at any moment, and that I had the capability to "tweak" certain details of my experience as I saw fit (having the satchel vs not having it) but had no capability (nor desire in this case) to change the overall experience of being on a ship crashing headlong into these intense waves that were coming at us.  I also don't know who it was that was on the ship with me, but they were friendly and encouraging and I detected no malice whatsoever; more of a compassionate bemusement regarding my actions.

This was a few nights ago, but I still remember it pretty vividly.

I just had an interesting dream which seems to be more directed toward Aliens. 

I was standing on the side of my house when I noticed two distinct planets sitting in the sky, which was an amazing sight! I ran inside to tell my parents but they brushed it off like everything was fine and normal.

I also had a very similar dream.  I was actually looking up at the constellations and realized they had many, many more stars than normal.  I then saw many of the stars moving, like ships (or space cities) and went running to tell my father but when I brought him to show him, they were gone and I woke up.

I was standing on the side of my house when I noticed two distinct planets sitting in the sky, which was an amazing sight! I ran inside to tell my parents but they brushed it off like everything was fine and normal. I grabbed my camera and started taking shots of the planets, but before I knew it the planet on the left was heading straight towards me. It ended up directly above my head, almost within arms reach. As I was gazing at this amazing sight, the planet started to transform into a ship.

Woah....I had a VERY similar dream a couple of weeks ago.  I was standing outside a friend's house with a bunch of other peers.  All of a sudden I saw this purple disc appear in the sky.  I pointed it out to everyone and they also thought it strange.  All of a sudden it started heading down towards the house diagonally in the sky (travelling towards my right).  As it was coming closer it turned into a ship, kind of the like the one in the Alien movie.  One of my friends who was standing directly in front of the house noticed the disc and started screaming at it and threw an object at it in protest to its presence.  When he hit the ship it dropped some kind of gas bomb, like tear gas, to which we all ran for cover.  I don't remember anything after that point.

I was standing on the side of my house when I noticed two distinct planets sitting in the sky, which was an amazing sight! I ran inside to tell my parents but they brushed it off like everything was fine and normal. I grabbed my camera and started taking shots of the planets, but before I knew it the planet on the left was heading straight towards me. It ended up directly above my head, almost within arms reach. As I was gazing at this amazing sight, the planet started to transform into a ship. I could see all the light, and compartments, and what not which made it apparent. Then all of a sudden it zoomed off and was gone.  The next planet then came forth same as the last , but this time two mechanical arms dropped from the side of the ship carrying two smaller vessels which it released. The two ships hovered underneath the ship before zooming off as well.

I ran inside and jumped on my computer and one of my friends was online. I told her about what had happened and she sent me a link to a website.  The website was a detailed description of a race who's planet had been destroyed so they're only chance of survival was to come here despite the fact they knew the experience here would be unlike anything they have experienced before.

The first thing I thought of after I awoke from this dream was that I had had an encounter of some sort although It's hard to discern the nature of the experience.
But what I had found most interesting was that the nature of two foreign planets sitting in our sky was not out of the ordinary for my parents.

Last night I lucid dream a quantum leap. Thought it was the real one! Though in the dream, it started with me yelling in my head "AAAHHH!! (Realizing I'm having the Fall, quickly activated positive congruence)" then I felt kind of spaced out from my body (Some chills and hyped out feelings on my bodies though).

In the lucid dream I saw the cosmos then I saw some dream reference (Flashes of useless thoughts). My mind slipped thinking self-awareness and... Nothing changed much. It was getting boring flying in space being the "Isness" so I woke up to non-dream sleeping (3rd) and told myself "Was that real... Or lucid dreaming?", next time I'll try to be more precise!

Maybe that's the nature of why the Creator created. Boredom and a desire to really know itself through the formation of seemingly different souls. But in essence, there's no difference. But I would have to say that this boredom wasn't just an impulsive thought, but an elaborately planned orchestration of energy that's so vast in its scope and frequency that it's beyond our understanding. Our task as co-creators is to raise the vibrations within the individuals we encounter by activating their chakras through intentions, words and action...to raise the thunderous chords of pain and suffering into the luminous notes of happiness and empathy. That should be the basis of your intent.
The power of words is a strong step in the solidification of thought-idea constructs, and it is during this period that the individual, upon realizing their potential to alter the vibrational aspects of Creation, will be targeted. That's why it's important to be selective in how you converse with people, the words you form, and letting your fundamental intentions guide you in what you say.
But the ultimate force in the universe is that of action.  It is extremely important for the individual to selectively choose how and when they act, as this solidifies, however limited in their duration, probabilities within this timeline that will range from the dischordant to that of harmony, and everywhere inbetween. It takes patience, awareness and discernment, and not just going out there as a martyr. And the most important thing is realizing when you're being called to act, and when you do, let your heart guide you. By doing so will allow the proper activation of your being.

It's about finding the gold of existance, whatever this may mean for the individual. Although you could read this parable as a treasure map, I see it as being analogous to the spiritual excavation necessary in order to reach your true being, the true golden characteristics that represent an aspect of the Creator.

Yeah, that lady was definitely one of these astral entities. She was pretty insane, but the people I was speaking with weren't afraid to outright say this within her earshot.
Also, I'm noticing that either I won't remember my dreams at all, or I'll remember 3+ ones in a night. I think I may be charging energy as to maximize my abilities to remember what I saw.

Exactly. I think as well that it shows how drinking the tequila-shot of distorted human society and values of Divinely-imposed social orders is entirely unecessary. Yeah, you can take the shot, knowing it to be highly valued and worthwhile in initially developing the formation of true conscious actors, but don't expect it to reveal what you're looking for. The desire to move beyond your limitations transcend time and space, until ultimately you realize that your searching and meaning depends upon the relationships you form. Just remember to be sober and relaxed when speaking among friends, and fearless in the face of madness.

Who will click their heels?

I think it's pretty analogous to coming down from the higher densities into the Earth plane. To find our goals, we not only have to delve into the waters of forgetfullness, but also take a shot of "mind altering substances" = distorted human culture. Then after a while, you die, your time is up.
But what if your goals aren't true. What if you're looking for is not who you truly are, but an illusion that's constructed by society?

I thought the same while reading your dream, that the goal is not completed 'down here' but you still have to go 'down here' to indirectly obtain the goal 'up there.' And after diving into the denser dimension you may leave disillusioned, only to have gained something valuable after all because of the experience rather than within the experence. I think it microcosmically parallels the macrocosmic event of the infinite Creator plunging into an infinite Illusion -- what can it gain by going through the experience of separation? And if it gains, does that mean it was lacking beforehand and thus not infinite or perfect? The only way to resolve the paradox is if nothing is gained at all except the deep experiential realization of the infinite perfection that already exists. Reminds me of Wizard of Oz -- Dorothy and the others already had what powers they were questing for, but they still needed the quest to realize the use of that power.

Had a similar dream on September 30th -- found myself living the end of the world in the middle of a dust storm as people were running for cover. Seemed like winds would quickly grow to 200 mph followed by comet bombardments. Thunder roared continuously. I rounded people up and told them to head for the caves or strap themselves down to stone benches in buildings. Eventually things got so bad that I was upside down clutching at the grass as the wind tried to pull me away from the ground. Not sure how it ended, but in a similar dream from several months earlier I did wake up in a nice place. Hmm, Wizard of Oz again!

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