Down the rabbit hole: a journey of ascension

What if it all was true

As I lie down to sleep at night the year is 2036 the year of my 33rd birthday.. As I watch the television I feel myself drift off into a peaceful sleep as I stare into the luminous light display on my computer background. At some point during my sleep I feel myself falling, similar to the falling dreams I had as a child were I would be jolted awake feeling myself landing on the bed. This time was different as I began to notice the feeling I had was not one of falling but one of being pushed downward into my bed. I scream out but no sound is made and suddenly I drift further into the dream. I now crash land onto a planet where my skin is actually a suit and civilization is on the recovery from disaster. The world I find myself in is alive with mystical creatures and legions of old. These beings have powers only akin to super heros, and ancient gods. Surprisingly in this world I am not a foreigner as the different beings of this world come in all different shapes and sizes with varying spiritual awareness levels. I could not help but be amazed at the world I was in. I tried to scream out again but again no audible sound came from my mouth and in a weird turn of events I could start to see the vibratory patterns of the sounds I was attempting to make. These vibrations created a sort of vortex that I was able to walk through. At first there was nothing within the vortex except blackness, but the longer I followed my vibrations I began to see I hint of light within the vortex that grew brighter and brighter until I felt an overwhelming since of love and being. At this time I seemed to suddenly break free of the invisible forces holding me to the bed and jumped up letting out a verbourous yell. As I sat on my bedside trying to make since of what happen I could help but want to somehow find out more about this world of my dreams.

Meeting with Ishmael the sage..

The following morning after a sleepiness night I head to work, my co-worker Ab and I somehow stumbled upon the topic of lucid dreaming and I explained my weird experience to him, as he chuckled he said he read somewhere that our dreams our the universes way of communicating with us.. the rest of the day I contemplated on the possibility of the universe communicating with us as people. The concept was foreign to me although on some level I understood. As I drifted off to sleep replaying my day in my head trying to figure out what the communication from the universe would look like. I must be sleeping because I found myself talking to a man named ishmael who said he has something to show me if I wanted to see. Now realizing this was a dream I thought to myself "what the heck" so I followed the Sage named Ismael and through our travels he taught me many mysterys I had only read about in books by authors such as Madam Blavatsky and Manly P. Hall.. all the information seemed to flow into my heart only to later be recalled within my minds eye. The world's and teaching began to get deeper and more illusionary as we reached various twist and turns along our travels. And finally we arrive at what I can only compare to the temple of solomon, as we approached the temple my body began to reverberate to the point it felt as if my soul was trying to shake lose, at this point of the dream I had seen too much and tried to move myself to another time. A time where things seemed to make since. I travel through what looks like a giant lower case t in the sky passing through the clouds the stars and what seemed to be the galaxy. I now stare down into what looks like the eye of an owl, I figured this must be the galaxy I am from, and within a blink of an eye I was back in my room as my alarm clock went off in the morning.

Synchronicity

In honor of 3/15/2030 I decided to listen to one of my favorite songs from J. Cole called Pi. But this time the song sounded a little different as the information within seemed to resignate with me more than usual. The song is about 3:33 seconds long which In angle numbers represents a devine presence. For some reason this day seemed a little more brighter than normal as I moved around with a greater since if awareness than I had before. The world began to agitate me as it seemed everyone was asleep to the strange happenings around us. This caused me to delve deeper into my research and imagination trying to make sense of the imagery I seen in my dreams.. My intrest in history made these task easy for me so I would often go weeks on end getting anywhere from 0-4 hours of sleep a night sometimes losing touch between my dream world and the world we exsist within. Egyptian history seemlessly merged with scottish history. I started to build connections between the pacific islands and South American. American aboriginal language and ancient Hebrew. The world seemed to open up to me like a budding rose revealing more and more layers of itself as I also discovered more and more about myself. This new sense of self love sparked a flame within me that sent a surge of life from the base of my spine to the crown of my head. What once felt like anger and misunderstanding was now transmutted into love and understanding as I now seen a portion of myself within everyone around me. What is this feeling.

Rebirth..

By this time my reality was now starting to blend with my dream world, so much so I often found myself sliping into fits of anger while also overcome by intense burst of emotion and energy. This feeling became so intense that It eventually led to my bipolar diagnosis. Months had gone by before I thought about my dreams although I still actively red history books and would research my personal family tree. While doing this, once again my mind began to weave patterns to ancestral connections that stretched backward into ancient times like the vine of a branch.. these ancestral connections were abound with historical characters, biblical figures and powerful men. It would seem I had discovered some sort of forbidden hypothesis as everyone I tried to explain these things to only laughed and questioned my sanity. Just as I feel these emotions and rage begin to bubble over I awaken from a dream. However, during this waking I seen flashes of light that apeared to come from nowhere. My left ear begins to ring/click, as I prepare for work. As the day goes by everyone around me seems to be acting normal yet I have a strange feeling that somehow these dreams may not have been dreams at all.