Synchronicity, the month of November, time loops and stuff "on pause" (Page 3 of 5)

I know there's something more.  I know there's much more.  I know this can't be "it".  But what's next?

And people think reincarnation means a different life in the future as someone else or a different before as someone else, but I got the distinct impression I was to understand it is the SAME life over and over.

Anywhooo...my revelation was basically we are living many many lifetimes all at the same time and that we or all our lifetimes being lived in the now as there is not past or future, all is happening now, we are stuck in a loop because we have been dumbed down, fooled, deceived, etc... I could go into detail but it would take forever, I just got that the otherworlds of our pasts and futures where another aspect of choices and/or timeline are all ocurring at the same time, and all these are ocurring in a loop...thats the bottom line of the revelation.

in matrix reloaded the architect says we are in version 5 (or was it 6?) and they are very experienced in destructing the matrix. in nearly all holy books there are scenes from the future and they're all described as already happened. another hint for loops. and as you've said we're dumbled down, fooled, deceived by some beings who have the technology to control or may even use these loops. why? loosh farming comes to my mind...

After waking from my own version of "the wave dream" this morning I had full memory of it being the same wave dream I have had on at least one previous occassion before, and thanks to this thread which I believe is the cause for me to actually note the dream this morning, whereas the previous exact same dream fell from memory after waking.

So this thread was indeed the catalyst I believe to me making a mental note, and therefor the causation of me alerting myself to remember. Ahha did what I said make sense to anyone but me lol?

I do not think the versions of the wave dreams are as notable as much as the fact that we are all having versions of dreams regarding waves...also I think its interesting that all our wave dreams involve water; as did mine.

The dream started with me among a mass of people rushing to some sort of underground concrete bunker. We all crammed in to what seemed like a tiny room, but then again, there were only about thirty people. There were two thin, high up windows and an exterior door: so really, there didn’t seem to be anything "underground" or protective about it. It’s just like we had entered a concrete room, with what I imagine had thick walls.

The window glass was yellowed and blurry because of its age. It was reinforced with a metallic grid between panes.

I was looking out of the window to the left (I was in the corner), and I could see an odd looking aircraft in the sky. Its belly looked rectangular shaped with a semi-circle at the front, like an arch window shape. I could see air-vents on the bottom. It was a greyish-white colour, maybe with a blue insignia. I remember it zooming fast overhead leaving a chemtrail and I spotted a word (in blue) on the side, and asked somebody what it said. I cannot remember what I was told. I had some awareness in the dream that it didn't make sense; this made me lucid for about a second or two.

So we were watching it passing overhead, doing some pretty impressive manoeuvres; even hovering at one point. But we were all scared of this craft, even though we knew it was government built (and quite advanced in technology terms; but not publicly known).

Then it was as if a meteorite had hit, or this craft had shot something into the ground. Anyways, it had something to do with this object hitting – as if the government/pilot WANTED it to.

I then looked to my left, and a huge deep blue tidal wave was approaching. I screamed for everybody to push on this door that I was standing behind, because it wasn’t locked or sealed. The wave engulfed the concrete room, and we felt the pressure of the water behind the door. But we managed to keep it closed.

The water-level outside seemed to drop (as we were underwater for a short period), and for some reason, we could open the door without the water coming in. In fact, it was almost as if we were now floating, and it was an Ark. I looked outside and we saw an American city – it was New York – but only the skyscrapers poking out of the top of the water. I felt relieved, things seemed quite calm and I jumped out and started to swim towards the city. Other people were following me. But then, the craft overhead started to circle back towards us and started firing at us. So we had to rush to get back inside, which was difficult because of the water currents and everybody trying to get back through this tiny door.

I looked back just before entering this "Ark" again, and saw three fighter-jets (but "futuristic" looking) emerging at great speed out of the water. I had the impression that aliens were controlling these and that they'd emerged from an undersea base.

When we got back in, I spotted a laptop on a table and for some reason I shouted that the craft in the sky was a secret government project called: "Aurora" and that I’d show them an artists rendering on Google Image Search. But I kept spelling it wrong, and kept pressing the wrong keys. At one point, I actually spelt out "Orion", which is strange, but interesting: the syllable "OR" is pronounced the same as "AUR"…

So I got the picture up and I think it looked a bit different, but it was proof. As for the necessity of knowing this, I don’t know. Why did it matter??

I also recall looking through old pictures of myself in a photo-album. One was taken at my grandmother's house, in the hallway and the shift in perception of the world startled me. How cosy and comfortable that reality was, and how different and terrible was the one I was now living. Then on the laptop, I brought up the BBC News website and there was an article telling of a comet impact in Ireland, just off the South West coast. It must have sent a tidal wave across the Atlantic towards New York? I think Ireland was devastated by it.

This is really all I remember… It was quite a scary dream…

When Morpheous gave his speech to the Zions and told them not to worry about the attack he mentioned they have been in the "Struggle" for 100 years.  Did the other "Chosen Ones" live and died in that time frame?.

The Wachowski brothers wrote:

Architect: Hello, Neo.
Neo: Who are you?
Architect: I am the Architect. I created the Matrix. I've been waiting for you. You have many questions, and though the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo some of my answers you will understand, and some of them you will not. Concordantly, while your first question may be the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most irrelevant.
Neo: Why am I here?
Architect: Your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the Matrix. You are the eventuality of an anomaly, which, despite my sincerest efforts, I have been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precision. While it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control. Which has led you, inexorably... here.
Neo: You haven't answered my question.
Architect: Quite right. Interesting. That was quicker than the others.
TV Neos: Others? How many others? What others? Answer my question!
Architect: The Matrix is older than you know. I prefer counting from the emergence of one integral anomaly to the emergence of the next, in which case this is the 6th version.
TV Neos: 5 `One's before me? 4 3 2 What are you talking about?
Neo: There are only two possible explanations, either no one told me, or no one knows.
Architect: Precisely. As you are undoubtedly gathering, the anomaly is systemic - creating fluctuations in even the most simplistic equations.
TV Neos: You can't control me! I'm gonna smash you to bits! I'll fuckin' kill you!
Neo: Choice. The problem is choice.
Architect: The first Matrix I designed was quite naturally perfect, it was a work of art - flawless, sublime. A triumph equalled only by its monumental failure. The inevitability of its doom is apparent to me now as a consequence of the imperfection inherent in every human being. Thus, I redesigned it based on your history to more accurately reflect the varying grotesqueries of your nature. However, I was again frustrated by failure. I have since come to understand that the answer eluded me because it required a lesser mind, or perhaps a mind less bound by the parameters of perfection. Thus the answer was stumbled upon by another - an intuitive program, initially created to investigate certain aspects of the human psyche. If I am the father of the matrix, she would undoubtedly be its mother.
Neo: The Oracle.
Architect: Please. As I was saying, she stumbled upon a solution whereby nearly 99% of all test subjects accepted the program, as long as they were given a choice, even if they were only aware of the choice at a near unconscious level. While this answer functioned, it was obviously fundamentally flawed, thus creating the otherwise contradictory systemic anomaly, that if left unchecked might threaten the system itself. Ergo those that refused the program, while a minority, if unchecked, would
constitute an escalating probablility of disaster.
Neo: This is about Zion.
Architect: You are here because Zion is about to be destroyed - its every living inhabitant terminated, its entire existence eradicated.
Neo: Bullshit.
TV Neos: Bullshit!
Architect: Denial is the most predictable of all human responses, but rest assured, this will be the sixth time we have destroyed it, and we have become exceedingly efficient at it.

Architect: The function of the One is now to return to the Source, allowing a temporary dissemination of the code you carry, reinserting the prime program. After which, you will be required to select from the Matrix 23 individuals - 16 female, 7 male - to rebuild Zion. Failure to comply with this process will result in a cataclysmic system crash, killing everyone connected to the Matrix, which, coupled with the extermination of Zion, will ultimately result in the extinction of the entire human race.
Neo: You won't let it happen. You can't. You need human beings to survive.
Architect: There are levels of survival we are prepared to accept. However, the relevant issue is whether or not you are ready to accept the responsibility of the death of every human being on this world. It is interesting, reading your reactions. Your 5 predecessors were, by design, based on a similar predication - a contingent affirmation that was meant to create a profound attachment to the rest of your species, facilitating the function of the One. While the others experienced this in a very general way, your experience is far more specific - vis a vis love.
Neo: Trinity.
Architect: Apropos, she entered the Matrix to save your life, at the cost of her own.
Neo: No.
Architect: Which brings us at last to the moment of truth, wherein the fundamental flaw is ultimately expressed, and the anomaly revealed as both beginning and end. There are two doors. The door to your right leads to the Source, and the salvation of Zion. The door to your left leads back to the Matrix, to her and to the end of your species. As you adequately put, the problem is choice. But we already know what you are going to do, don't we? Already, I can see the chain reaction - the chemical precursors that signal the onset of an emotion, designed specifically to overwhelm logic and reason - an emotion that is already blinding you from the simple and obvious truth. She is going to die, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.
Architect: Hope. It is the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength and your greatest weakness.
Neo: If I were you, I would hope that we don't meet again.
Architect: We won't.