sono
12th October 2010, 05:49 AM
I had a rather strange dream over the weekend (have been so busy I haven't posted it ,or much else lately) I had gone to spend a day with a cult, lead by a charismatic young man called Jason (never known anyone by that name) We all danced, raised & shared energy & stood in a ring while he began to ritually insult me, saying I had no personality, no conscience, no sense of self-worth etc., & asked whether I was getting angry. I replied honestly , no - but said I was puzzled. (I think it may have been a test to see whether I could control anger)
Then I sat down while he physically examined my head, asking about a scar I have on my forehead. I thought he may have detected the place on my hairline above & between my eyes, where I had felt a very sharp pain some weeks back as I projected; but only answered him regarding the (actual) scar - the result of an encounter with a glass topped table years ago.
I was allowed one question so I asked whether he thought the Higgs-Bosun Particle was really the "god particle" & whether discovering it via the Hadron Collider was going to be possible. He said he didn't know & that it really didn't matter.
I was given some very interesting books to take home & read, but others I was only allowed to read on the premises - I remember one title as something like "Zen in Art & Culture".
I was finally given a white "over robe" to wear (rather like a long punjabi top) & left - awoke very disoriented
Then I sat down while he physically examined my head, asking about a scar I have on my forehead. I thought he may have detected the place on my hairline above & between my eyes, where I had felt a very sharp pain some weeks back as I projected; but only answered him regarding the (actual) scar - the result of an encounter with a glass topped table years ago.
I was allowed one question so I asked whether he thought the Higgs-Bosun Particle was really the "god particle" & whether discovering it via the Hadron Collider was going to be possible. He said he didn't know & that it really didn't matter.
I was given some very interesting books to take home & read, but others I was only allowed to read on the premises - I remember one title as something like "Zen in Art & Culture".
I was finally given a white "over robe" to wear (rather like a long punjabi top) & left - awoke very disoriented