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. . .this is not my first dream of the "Crocodile Hunter" - Steve Irwin; I've had others.

He never visited my dreamtime before, until after passing away. In the dream, he thought I was on Facebook and was wanting me to reach out to his family. Poor Steve. He don't know, I don't fux with FAKEbook.

Miss his crey a**.

There are many religions and many religious books in the world. Are any of these the real holy book of God?
Every religion claims that their religious book is the holy book of God. And all religions also claim that their God is the only real God.
oh my God !
so many religions, so many religious_books, so many it's rules, so many God's.
I had heard in my younger_age from my school teacher that God is only one, the name is different. Destination is same, the way is different. The rules are the same but the way of explaining it is different. The Soul is the same but the body is different according to the climate and gender. feelings are the same, but languages are different to express them.

When I got a chance to meet the spiritual masters, they teach me the reality of God's Holy_Book and it's rules.
they said that God is the super_consious power, the super conscious doesn't write its rules on non conscious things (paper, stone, wood, etc.). The super conscious write its rules on conscious things, and that is your body. The laws of God are written on everyone's body. means your body is the holy_book of God. rules are written in your brain, in your mind, in your heart, in your body's each an every cells.
close your eyes, go inside and read it. keep your body and mind clean from inside, so that you can read it properly.
i asked : how i read it?
they said : it is very simple.
"always be aware from inside, stop reacting, start observing"
formula is very simple, but when doing practically, it is very difficult.
i asked : what i have to do, what to not do?
what is virtue, what is sin?
they said : very simple.
the act done by you, which give happiness to others, that is virtue.
the act done by you, which give sorrow, pain to others, that is sin.
What you give to others, you get it back in return with interest.
pain for pain, sorrow for sorrow, happiness for happiness, respect for respect, cheat for cheat, etc.
choice is yours? what to do, what to not do
i asked : When our body is the Holy Book, then how did many religions and scriptures (religious_books) arise?
they said : When a person tries to read himself, he understands the law of nature and he experiences a lot within himself. When he tells his experiences to others, then his followers write down what he said on paper or something to remember it. Thus his narrated experiences take the form of a book. And as soon as the book is made, a new religion is born.
in short you can say that religious book is the inner experience of someone. And that person is called Messenger of God.
but the real Holy_Book of God is your body. An alive book, conscious book.
if there is any confusion to understand the religious book then try to read the conscious book (your body, mind, heart, brain).
and one thing more: God alway wants to live in conscious, alive temple.

I think that masters gave me the correct information. The Divine Book will be the same for all human beings. Won't be different for everyone.

THERE IS A SMALL DOORWAY IN YOUR SOUL, – SMALLER THAN A MOTE OF DUST IN
A SUNBEAM.
ONE WHO WALKS THROUGH IT MAY TRAVEL TO DISTANT LANDS YET NEED NOT
LEAVE HIS OWN HOUSE.
HE MAY EXPERIENCE THE MOST ANCIENT OF DAYS THIS VERY DAY.
BUT ONLY A FEW CAN MAKE THEMSELVES SMALL ENOUGH TO BE ABLE TO PASS CONSCIOUSLY THROUGH THIS TINY
DOORWAY...

Does small enough refers to ego dissolution ??

Forecasting....No goodluck
I was doing some astrology...accordingly
From november2021. To December
2022....there is going to be...
Lot of confusions....in the western world...
Something like independence day1996..
Movie.something like 2012 movie...
I find difficult to say exactly...but...
Something some unknown...
phenomena....going to hit....in a hard way.
I believe in prayers.....

I am wondering if the majority of the population is still at the street level?


The Shankaracharya describes the Law of Seven with the example of the quest for Self-realisation as an ascending octave that goes by the triad of refinement. The time scale of the whole progression may be a decade, a lifetime or a few moments:

Do Life at street-level.
Re Good Intention, the Right Impulse, the arising of the right desire. (Only some are here)
Mi Decision: This is the stage where rationally the person makes up their mind and can go further. There is no doubt about the Way, intention and conviction are established.
Interval: filled by the grace of the teacher, or directly by the Absolute.
Fa Effort: Certain particles of fine matters now form in the organism which cause the striving for sattva.
Sol The Pull of the Way: where sattva predominates. Influences from the Way are pulling away from the outside world of sensory impressions and pleasures, so that these begin to lose some of their power.
La Insight, which denotes that the person starts seeing themselves and other things as they really are. They get right values for everything, realising things as they are, how they are constituted and their actual properties.
Si Abundance, which is the stage where the outward pull is nearly gone, and the person is filled with abundance of sattva, divine love and happiness.
Interval: filled directly by the Absolute.
Do Turiya is the stage of the fully Realised man (or woman), when he knows himSelf; he knows all that can be known; he knows how to do, and whatever he does is just the right thing – right actions, right feeling, right thought – everything all combined.

There seems to be a narcissistic belief among people who follow religious dogma that human beings are extremely well designed and that they are the pinnacle of perfection. As though their creator couldn't possibly create a living being especially in the image of the creator himself, which could be flawed or inferior in any way. This concept of humans being created in the image of God must, by definition, represent absolute perfection, nothing could be more perfect than God himself they reason, and if man was created in his image, it follows therefore that man must be perfect.

If this were true, humans would be stronger, faster, able to catch and kill other creatures for food with tooth & fang & claw. Instead, humans are probably the weakest animal in the forest, jungle or sea. They can't outrun a pig or even a squirrel, even a Chimpanzee is stronger, a female lion could catch and kill Arnold Schwarzenegger from 50 yards in about 30 seconds and he is one of the strongest examples of manhood there is. Take a human out of the jungle and drop him in a lake and he will drown. Drop almost any other land animal in a lake, Cat, Dog, Cow, and they will simply swim to shore though they never got swimming lessons.
So where do these people come up with saying humans are designed Intelligently when they are in fact a really inferior design? It really contradicts the notion that man was created in the image of a God. The whole idea is nonsensical.

Intelligent Design? I don't think so!

For anyone who needs this. Honestly feel this should be taught in group sessions, because a lot of people are carrying around etheric baggage from exes, that need to be discarded for the success of their next relationship.

I had this dream in June 2004 . . .

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There was a warrior who died in battle, but didn't go to heaven. I'm not sure exactly if he was in hell, I didn't get the feeling he was though. It seemed more like a purgatory type place.

Anyway, he felt he was wronged by his not being accepted into heaven. He possessed a little girl, expecting that she would be exorcised. Well, my impression was that, this warrior believed he would gain entry into heaven, through this girls exorcism.

What sucks is, the dream never actually finished. So I don't know if his plan even worked or not.

I'm this skinny girl age 16 with pale skin, and face length dark brown hair. I was kidnapped and brainwashed by some scientist in his mid 30's or early 40's, all I remember of what he looked like is he was maybe 5'10", medium build, short dark hair (can't tell if it was brown or black) with salt & pepper gray undertones. His hair was a bit longer in front of his face, it kind of hung nose length down in his face at times. He wore small round glasses.

Anyway, this scientist has robots and things to maintain his laboratory, which is set underground. His lab is adjacent to the house, however the lab is connected to an underground cavern. I remember small marshes, little puddles on the ground, and small Stalagmites.

I have no idea who I was or where I was from. The scientist told me he created me, and that I wasn't 'exactly' human. I believed him, but subconsciously part of me felt something was off and that things weren't right.

He kept me nude always, I guess for eye candy purposes, I assume this because he never touched me inappropriately nor did I ever see him touch himself. However, I do remember these latex nipple caps he put on me. Which was the only covering he kept on my body. Even though I was nude, the climate was always comfortable. I was never hot or cold, he made sure of that.

All I ever did was light labor. Whatever the robots didn't do. Nothing complicated. Mostly picking up misplaced items and putting them back, or tidying up, which the guy was pretty organized and not much of a slob, so I didn't spend very much time working. Mostly just walking around amazed at the things I saw in the lab and the cavern, and confused about who I was, and where I was really supposed to be. I also remember the cavern part of the lab had these blue and green flood lights, to keep from tripping I guess in the holes and puddles in the ground.

His colleagues would come and visit from time to time. So he made sure I would always hidden during these visitation times. There was one in particular who was always snooping around. He saw me twice. Once he caught me hiding and tried to coax me out, just before my creator walked in and caught him snooping.

The last time he caught me hiding in the cavern, I had ran under a dilapidated stairwell in the corner and hid myself beneath a sheet. This time, the other colleagues had my creator busy with something. The nosey colleague guy pulled me out from my hiding place and took me outside. He turned me over to a group of investigators, who returned me to a bunch of strangers that were supposed to be my family.


© November 25, 2005, L. Karriem

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This was one of my more memorable dreams. I should have tried getting it interpreted back when I had it. Don't recall what was going on in waking life at that time, other than which ex I was with