13th Dalai Lama Mystery – Tutor – Dream 02-03-2026

March 2, 2026 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

Here is this morning’s dream, not entirely surprising given what I was researching yesterday.

The dream opens with me outside a market which in the dream I know to be Portobello Road. It looks more like Smithfield or the covered market in Rennes. The buildings are painted a light pastel olive green. I am to look for antiques and in particular a photograph of me personally with the 13^th Dalai Lama at least one of which exists. I have a strong sense of the year 1890 which repeats and the sense is that I was alive in 1890.

I am then in some kind of mental rapport with the 13^th and his image comes to my mind and fills the visual field. He is visually as he might be on a sepia photograph. He asks me if I remember the two photographs he gave me. One of them has him an adolescent teenager and the other as a man in a “raj” style English hat. He has written on them “to xxx” in a white “ink” on the front which I cannot see the content of. It is my name. There is some message to me on the back. They are by way of fond mementos. He repeats “the two photos I gave you”. There is a fondness and a closeness in our interaction.

He then reminds me that quite recently I acted as a tutor for a Younghusband whom I tried to teach AS level physics. He reminds me of the school he went to and thinks it funny that I was a tutor to a Younghusband…It is a kind of a shared joke.

He says that there are messages for me to find and a mystery to solve.

The dream ends.

On writing I note the numerology of 1890 and think maybe I might look at the Younghusband family tree.

“The British expedition to Tibet, also known as the Younghusband expedition, began in December 1903 and lasted until September 1904. The expedition was effectively a temporary invasion by British Indian Armed Forces under the auspices of the Tibet Frontier Commission, whose purported mission was to establish diplomatic relations and resolve the dispute over the border between Tibet and Sikkim.”

13th Dalai Lama Dream – Dream Follow Up

March 1, 2026March 1, 2026 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

Below is an except of a dream I had two years ago on 01-03-2024 .

Today it is again Dewi Sant.

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I turn to the wife and say that she has just told the Dalai Lama that he talks too much. He hears me and we lock eyes. He is grinning profusely and we both find the situation hysterically funny. He turns to his retinue and says, “The Dalai Lama talks too much!” They all giggle slightly because he is known for not saying that much at all.

In the dream I know that this is a previous incarnation of the current Dalai Lama. Because he looks different. I recognise him.

{On searching Google, it is the 13^th Dalai Lama as an older man.}

The sense of fun at being told off we share is uplifting.

The scene changes and I am now deeper in the hall with the wife. I am making an herbal tea with citrus rind, bright yellow berries and ginger in a large Pyrex bowl. I pour this through a sieve into two cups. We go outside to let it cool.

I say that we have to go back in because the meeting is starting. We find that someone has tidied up our mugs. We sit down on a couple of chairs and the meeting kicks off in English. The expats are mobilising for some cause or other. They tell us we have every right to be there.

The scene changes and I am in a mountain {possibly Tibet} monastery. I am with a young boy aged around ten. We are in a bedroom and he is standing on the bed. He is of Tibetan origin with jet black hair. We are touching foreheads and playing a gentle game of headbutts with each other. His English is impeccable and I tell him so. He seems very familiar to me. We are having a great deal of fun.

Someone comes to the door and escorts us to a room with large step like seats. The boy instructs me to go some way up the steps and I am joined by the wife.

Some men come in and put a carved wooden chair on the floor. The boy says that the Dalai Lama likes to have people higher than he because it reminds him to stay humble. The Dalai Lama comes in and sits on the chair. The boy stands next to him. It is clear that they know each other well. In the dream I know that this is yet another prior incarnation of the Dalai Lama.

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The 9^th , 10^th , 11^th and 12^th Dalai Lamas all had rather short lives not making it past their early twenties.

The 13^th is recorded as living 12-2-1876 to 17-12-1933. In the dream above I recognise him as an older man. Which puts a loose time frame as say 1918 – 1933 when we might have interacted.

If this dream is referring to a past life memory of mine then it follows that I was alive and incarnate then. Which means that a good estimate for birth year is at the latest 1913 meaning I would be twenty when he died. We have no limit to the lower end. At a push it could go as far back as ~ 1866 meaning I was ten years older

The 12^th Dalai Lama lived (28 December 1856 – 25 April 1875).

So for me to recognise him as a young boy that places me alive at ~ 1866. And maybe having been born ~ 1846 if I recognise him when I was adult. In the dream we are having fun so let’s assume I was also a boy of say ten when he was ten which means a birth around 1856.

This means that at the death of the 13^th I would have been 77. I could have died before him.

Using these “parameters” in which I recognise two prior incarnations of the Dalai Lama I would have been hanging out in and around Tibet 1856 – 1933 with “error bars” of say plus or minus five years.

I would have been a contemporary of “Thubten Choekyi Nyima (1883–1937), often referred to as Choekyi Nyima, who was the ninth Panchen Lama of Tibet.”

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If we assume that I did not incarnate in the interim, then I might be a reincarnation of some person from the early part of last century who was acquainted with both the 12^th and 13^th Dalai Lamas.

If I reincarnated in the meantime then we might be looking for another candidate.

Ruling out multiple emanation / nirmanakaya forms that person should have popped clogs by ~ 1963

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From below: Third Purchok, Jampa Gyatso (1825-1901), served as tutor to both the 12^th and 13^th.

He knew them both.

The name of the fourth Purchok is noted as not known and given a birth date of 1902. No “life” has a yet been noted at “The Treasury of Lives.”

There is no internet record of the fifth Purchok.

It is a bit of a mystery as to what may / may not have happened…

A little bit of “Find My Past Dot Com” alternative ancestry research…

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From “The Treasury of Lives”

The Twelfth Dalai Lama, Trinle Gyatso was born into the family of Bakdrok Nyang-tsangpa (‘bag ‘brog nyang tshang pa) at a small town near Olkha Dzingchi in 1856, on the first day of the twelfth month of fire-dragon year of the fourteenth sexagenary cycle. His father was called Puntsok Tsewang and his mother was named Tsering Yudron. He had an elder brother named Yeshe Norbu .

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In 1864, at the age of nine, Trinle Gyatso was granted the vows of primary monk at the Jokhang by his tutor, Lobzang Khyenrab Wangchuk. That same year, following the death of Shedra Wangchuk Gyelpo, Lobzang Khyenrab Wangchuk was appointed regent. During his tenure as regent he foiled a plot of the Dalai Lama’s personal assistant, Pelden Dondrub ( d. 1871) to overthrow both the regent and the Dalai Lama.

Beginning in 1868 Trinle Gyatso began to attend the annual Lhasa Monlam, possibly the first Dalai Lama to do so regularly. In 1870 Trinle Gyatso visited Drepung and Sera monasteries and stood for examinations. He was examined again four years later at Ganden.

At the age of eighteen in 1873, on the tenth day of the second month of the year of water-bird, Trinle Gyatso took the formal charge of the Lhasa government. He was assisted in his duties by the Third Purchok, Jampa Gyatso (1825-1901), who would later serve as tutor to the Thirteenth Dalai Lama, Tubten Gyatso (1876-1933). He travelled on a pilgrimage tour to Chokhor Gyel (chos ‘khor rgyal) and other places in the Southern Tibet during which he gave public audience and teachings at many places.

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Purbuchok Hermitage is a hermitage situated in the northeastern corner of the Lhasa Valley in the northern suburb of Dodé in the Tibet Autonomous Region of the People’s Republic of China. Destroyed by the Chinese in 1959, it was mostly restored in 1984. Affiliated to the Sera Monastery, it is the last hermitage to be visited on the “Sixth-Month Fourth-Day” pilgrimage circuit. The hills surrounding the monastery have been given name tags of the three protectors of the divine paradise namely the Avalokiteśvara, Manjusri and Vajrapani. It is also identified with the six-syllables divine mantra – OM Mani Padme Hum.

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The Third Purchok Jampa Gyatso was born in the pasture land of Dzachu Aurtok in Kham (in 1825, the wood-bird year of fourteenth sexagenary cycle. His father was called Jamcho and his mother was named Tsering Dolkar.

At the age of five, having been identified as the reincarnation of the Second Purchok, Lobzang Jampa ( 1763-1825), Jampa Gyatso was escorted to U and installed in the Purchok Hermitage above Sera Monastery outside of Lhasa. He began his basic education in reading and writing, and memorization of daily prayer-texts under a man named Ne Lama, the master of the hermitage at that time.

At the age of ten, Jampa Gyatso matriculated in the Sera Je College for his further studies. The Tenth Dalai Lama, Tsultrim Gyatso (1816-1837) cut his crown-hair and gave him the name Jampa Tsultrim Gyatso in 1834. Subsequently the Seventh Paṇchen Lama Lobzang Tenpai Nyima Chole Namgyel (1781-1854) granted him the vows of novice monk.

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From the web site of The Central Tibetan Administration

“His Holiness explained that the empowerment he was about to give related to Avalokiteshvara in the context of Highest Yoga Tantra. The lineage derives from Vajradhara, Tilopa, Maitripa and Jangsem Lodro Rinchen. His Holiness said he received it from Trijang Rinpoche, who received it from Tadrag Rinpoche, who was given it by Purchok Jhampa Tsultim Gyatso, tutor to the 12th and 13th Dalai Lamas. The author of this rite wrote that Tibet is a land in the care of Avalokiteshvara, so a Highest Yoga Tantra practice of Avalokiteshvara would be complete.”

tibet.net/his-holiness-the-dalai-lama-conclude-4-day-teachings-for-mongolians/

Spiritual or Soular Challenges and Karmic Merit

February 5, 2026February 5, 2026 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

I have been mulling over this subject on and off for a number of days now. It is surprisingly difficult to put into words nevertheless I will have a go.

I’ll start this off with a postulate.

In any given lifetime we are presented with challenges which we are required to face in order to evolve. We must endeavour to engage with these with as much willingness as we can muster and try to face them and learn therefrom. They are pivotal to our development as incarnate beings and are a requirement of/for our Souls. They are a part of the lessons we chose to try to learn for ourselves in selecting our birth.

Whether or not you agree with this postulate does not matter especially in the context which it sets up. It frames life no matter if you believe it or like it or think it is poppycock. If the postulate holds it has consequences spanning lifetimes. If you do not accept the postulate and yet it still holds it has consequences. If it is a pile of bull I made up because I was bored and it is raining outside there are fewer consequences. You are “free” to act like an arrogant arsehole should so wish.

Place your bets…

Modern life has boundaries and laws. It has social contracts and is heavily laden with social expectations. There are the itchy back game endless transactions. There are thousands of “shoulds” and “oughts”. These are to an extent culture and peer group specific. Some things are expressed in law and in general it is wise to follow these laws or you could find yourself fined or in gaol. These are “hard” and are relatively non-negotiable. The shoulds are more bendy. The requirement to behave according to a “moral” code is partially enforced by humans and peer groups. These are subject to the vagaries of time. It is no longer socially acceptable to black up for a black and white minstrels show. Morals are flexible and some consider themselves less beholden than others. But you can get cancelled and if you hang out with a famous paedophile in your Y-fronts it can change your future.

Often that which seems too good to be true, is. People like shiny things and fail to appreciate the price attached. The free lunch is a cornerstone of mythos.

The Soular challenges that I am thinking about are not required by law, nor by peer pressure , nor social compliance. Even if you might “get away with it”, by not doing it, these challenges ask that you rise up above that mentality. In listening to your Soul you have no choice but to be utterly impeccable even if that has to it a seeming cost, pecuniary, social or otherwise. The reward is karmic merit gained and a heart enlivened because you have been at your impeccable best.

Doing things when there is no pressure to do them and when nobody else sees them is not something which transactional beings tend to do. There is no apparent immediate reward. There is no “look at me” kudos to be had.

Simply an impeccable and often compassionate act is sufficient in and of itself. It is satisfactory. There is no drum roll, no heralding trumpets. No great big drama.

The acts which gain karmic merit are often to be found in overcoming selfishness, pettiness and greed. They may be invisible to others. But karma has eyes which see more than the profane. These acts are nearly always about “getting over your-self” and they engender a wider humility and understanding of the universal and not the me-personal. Most of all these acts are about attitude. If the attitude in benevolent and not seeking of personal reward, the acts have a nice hue, a rich colouration. There is a subtle perfume to them. They smell nice.

But in order to engage with these challenges one is required to overcome social fear. Often one has to stand out from the crowd in some way. One has to make some kind of an integrity based stand. Which may have a price. In most cases the barrier to doing the act has been bigged-up to gargantuan proportion. Only hindsight concludes, “what was all that fuss about?” The mind and little-self does its best to dissuade.

Most of these challenges are to do with mind and perception is some way.

Spiritual and Soular challenges can be very subtle indeed. The opportunity is readily missed in the maelstrom of modern living.

There is no, “what is in it for me?”

This mentality of reward and even bribery of a kind is far too prevalent in our times. It does not generate karmic merit.

To do a genuine, as opposed to for show, 180 degree shift away from personal reward is not to the liking of most.

But if you want to evolve you need to change the way you think, the way you act and the way you orient towards life. Otherwise you will stay the same. It is not rocket science.

If you have been lucky enough to have a relatively easy incarnation then chances are it will have a number of subtle yet very important challenges for you to face. You gave yourself the wherewithal so to do…

You can try to run and hide from these challenges but that is not an evolutionary attitude, is it? If you are too important to face your challenges and learn from them what does that say about your attitude to learning and evolution? Maybe you are already so evolved that you are above all that…

Evolution after all is just for the plebs….

Sak Yant – Yantra – Tattoo Theme – Dream Follow Up

February 2, 2026 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

Over the last ten years or so I have had seven dreams in which my skin is marked with a tattoo or tattoo like marking. I had waking visions around 2003 with om mane padme hum tattooed in Sanskrit {not Tibetan I checked} on the inside of both of my forearms The ink was of a very dark blue – indigo blue and to this day {now} I can still feel {or imagine} the lettering.

I have been looking into Thai or Khmer Sak Yant tattoos, perhaps inspired by this dream.

Saffron Trousers “Muay Thai” – Reincarnation – Dream 10-07-23

Here is this morning’s dream.

The dream opens at the confluence of two rivers in mountainous terrain. The river beds are strewn with dark grey-black rock. The river levels are low as is the resultant river. It is clear that from time to time and in rainy season torrents flow. Around the rivers are dense rainforest like trees. I am on a “beach” to the side of one of the rivers. There is a sense of antiquity and of “ago”. I know that I am near a village which is on a major trade route into / across the mountains. It has been the scene of major battles.

I look down and can see that I am wearing only some saffron-yellow trousers. They are held up with a drawstring at the waist and the ankles are similarly tied. They are loose fitting. My head is freshly shaved and without hair. My body is Asian and early twenties. It has no body hair. I am of a slight yet muscular build. I have a tattoo of my left forearm which I cannot see. I am with an old man with white hair and wispy beard. He is dressed in cotton trousers and jackets. He is an elder.

I am not of the village but have been assigned to it. There is an upcoming festival and I have been chosen to represent the village. Tribes will be coming down from the mountains for the festivities, which will be extensive over a number of days.

I point at a red rock on the shore. I say to the man that this could be ground up for face paint. {My mind interjects it is iron oxide}. He says yes and notes it. He will send one of the women back for it.

He has in his hand a cane upon which is a small pad. I am now supposed to kick the pad as he moves it. The type of kick is a roundhouse. He encourages me to swing the whole leg and not flex it at the knee. {My mind interjects that this not like a Japanese roundhouse mawashi-geri but more like a Muay Thai kick}. He moves the pad around getting me to kick low and high. He says that I must focus on the thigh kicks as these will deaden the legs of my opponents. He says that this is a key part of Muay Thai. He encourages me to kick low very hard and fast as we move around the beach. This “way” goes a long way back. He then gets me to work on a front stop kick which prevents the opponent from getting close. He says that I should tap into the warriors of old from this part of the mountains. The tribes coming down are savage and ruthless so I will have to be on my guard and at my best.

He says that although I am not of the village as the Buddhist priest, I should know its ways.

I have worked up a sweat. He suggests that I dunk myself in the river. Which I do.

The dream ends as we walk towards the village and I am amazed at how this body feels in comparison to the one in which I am sleeping.

Dream ends

* I note than in my waking dreams of me as a Buddhist priest I had a Sanskrit tattoo of “om mane padme hum” on forearms.

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The tradition of “sacred” tattooing is also by way of a magical spell or corporeal totem for the wearer. Such a thing would be imbued with intent. There are rules and a code of conduct to follow.

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IAST: Oṃ Maṇi Padme Hūm̐

Devangari: ॐ मणि पद्मे हूँ

Tibetan : ཨོཾ་མ་ཎི་པདྨེ་ཧཱུྂ

Thai : โอํ มณิ ปทฺเม หุํ

Khmer : ឱំ មណិ បទ្មេ ហុំ

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I intuitionally geo-located the dream to around the Chiang Mai area of northern Thailand near Burma and Laos which is not too far from Nagaland in that part of India which is East of Bangladesh.

The thinking goes that if I was once trained in Muay Thai and had a Sak Yant tattoo then having a Sak Yant in this life could precipitate a recall from the earlier life. There being nothing like being repeatedly stabbed with a ceremonial needle in a sacred ritual to alter the state of consciousness.

The language should probably be Khmer and ancient Khmer at that. This would mean that someone well versed in the Sak Yant tradition going way back might be the only one able to reproduce the mantra / yantra in a timely thousand year old Khmer script. Only they would know how, not for the eyes of the party goers at Phuket.

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I found out that one of the tattoo themes has two serpents or naga or nāga. Sometimes referred to as Mekong serpents for the tourists. These designs were appealing, if large.

A brief internet search suggests that there are no genuine Sak Yant masters currently operational in France. You might have to hang out in hardcore Muay Thai circles to find such a person. Alternatively a trip to Chiang Mai could kick start the process…

The hip surgeon would probably prefer that I waited until after the operation to get stabbed.

It sounds like a bit of a crazy idea at my age to get a Sak Yant…

Anyway it has been an interesting thread to explore so far…

Coffee and Memory – Dream Follow Up

January 30, 2026January 30, 2026 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

In the dream this morning I was back in an area of London I thought I once knew well around Albemarle Street, Dover Street, Mayfair and St James. I might still be able to navigate all the cut throughs. I have been both to the Royal Society of Chemistry and The Royal Society. I’ll speculate that I have encountered 5% of the jolly good fellows in the latter. I have met presidents of both august bodies. I can claim to have been once associated with three “important” centres of learning in London namely UCL, The Royal Institution and Imperial College.

But clearly the coffee is not all that good.

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There is no acceptable physiological explanation of how memory might transfer between incarnations. There is no scientifically accepted proof that reincarnation happens. Memory in so far as science has it must have some kind of biological explanation perhaps something to do with synaptic frameworks, neural nets and so-called muscle memory.

I’ll speculate that because of what I have done to myself in terms of recapitulation, erasing personal history, dreaming and meditation my “wiring” may no longer be entirely conventional.

Neuroscience talks of emotions; what happens if you have meditated them away?

The idea presented in the dream that memory is counter entropic is not entirely silly. One has to organise a recollection of the perception of observed phenomenon into a coherent {or otherwise} pattern to make sense of it and as an aide memoire in its retelling. Organising anything out of a stochastic chaos reduces the overall entropy. This requires some kind of energetic input. Thermodynamics suggests that organisation always gives way to a less organised status. Keeping anything organised takes effort.

On death the chemical factory ceases producing energy and no further work is done.

There is anecdotal “evidence” that some can recall past lives or key events therein. Such evidence cannot ever be proven. My own view is that some kind of realisation or mental training must be required to transfer any non-traumatic memory across incarnations. Wishful thinking and a grandiosity seeking for importance amongst the otherwise mundane might be a motive behind reported recall. Memory recall is probably not a common or garden thing, despite what some might say to sound cool or chat up others.

There is no way memory could be transferred unless one evokes a “thing” some kind of entity which takes on another body.

No entity – no past life recall. The logic is sound. {Thinking only of the measurable physical plane.}

If there is an entity and memory has some kind of molecular basis, a biological basis, then in order to recall this the entity must organise the biology so that physiologically it can be read, by chemical or electrochemical means. That memory may have persistence and longevity or it might fade in a haze of skunk. Somehow the entity “writes” the memory into the new biology.

The entity must influence the biology. A non carnate entity cannot use the computer keyboard. There must be some kind of relationship between the entity and its meat. If there is not an entity then it is just my meat typing here.

If you are convinced that reincarnation does not occur. Then by definition past life recall is impossible and poppycock. Anything resembling such a memory would be found an alternate explanation. One more to taste.

In a past life I seem to remember haunting Mayfair and St James. I seem to remember The Clarence in Dover Street and Tennent’s Extra by the gallon. Nowadays you could probably get a coffee there.

If it is possible to have a past life in a given life, it might be possible to transfer memory from a past life into a new life. I no longer pertain to my old world from London. I have been “reborn” as a hermit in Brittany…

Science Boffin Dreams His Own Death – Phowa Practice

January 13, 2026 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

I have not had a dream since the “whopper” of the 4^th of January. In that I dreamed my own death {My Death – pārasaṃgate – Phowa – Dream 04-01-2025} and what seems like a phowa death practice according to what I have read.

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That dream might have been scary for some but it seemed entirely natural to me. Likewise dreaming about Naropa etc. does not seem odd. Dream yoga is one of his super six…The death in the dream was from an earlier life.

What is strange is that I do not currently have any direct mundane physical plane linkage to Tibetan Buddhism.

There is an internal consistency to the logic, if I know how to do advanced death practice, it is likely that I might be more able to recall past life snippets than your normal common or garden person. But given my physical science background I would be more likely to be very sceptical. There has been a convergence in the dreaming towards a more recent putative incarnation of the magenta robed kind.

The weight of dreaming “evidence” for me outweighs any scepticism I personally have. I am confident that I have partial recall of a number of lives several of which have been Buddhist. I cannot six-sigma prove this, but I am happy with a strong working hypothesis.

In terms of Vajrayana empowerments I have only “had” very public White Tara and Guru Rinpoche. I recognise a shamanic ritual when I see one. In terms of tantra you probably only need Padmasambhava, a tantric key. This was via Akong Rinpoche in London en passant.

I have had numerous dreams with various scripts and calligraphy in them.

There is a weird feeling that the 4^thof January dream was “cumulative” if I may use that word. I have as a raja yoga been visualizing “outside” the crown chakra over quite a number of years. In a sense I have without tuition been doing this as if I already knew.

The wife has recently dreamed about the involvement of a journalist…

It will be interesting to see if the dreaming hiatus is more permanent…

Fate or Self-Determination?

August 4, 2025 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

Many imagine that they have partial control over their lives, their circumstances and the trajectory of those lives. I have used the plural lives here which might be a moot choice for those who do not believe in reincarnation. Already people might want to debate singular or plural. Their own minds may not be certain, “do I cark it and that is it, or am I reborn?” This is quite fundamental in terms of outlook. They don’t imagine that the entire trajectory of life can pivot on a few tiny things.

If those marking my undergraduate exams in 1985 had given me one more mark and Sue one less. We would have tied for the last remaining SERC Ph.D. quota studentship. The organic section already had a lot of applicants, the inorganic chemistry section less. The decision would have been to grant the supervisor of my third year research project the studentship and I would have done a Ph.D. in the synthesis of Pt and Pd mixed valence compounds with X-ray, FTIR and Raman. I would have become an inorganic chemist of sorts at UCL and not gone to the Royal Institution nor helped moved the group to Imperial College. At some stage down the line the UCL trajectory could have led me to doing coherent Raman spectroscopy of GaAs growth at UMIST. Here the two possible trajectories could have remerged. This could have led me to the Interdisciplinary Centre for Electronic Materials and to Imperial.

But my life would have been markedly different in the meantime. I would not have formed the same “relationships”.

When Sue transferred to UCL part through her degree I helped her catch up on the course. In effect sealing my own fate by an act of kindness. Without my intervention I would have “beaten” her. Of course I could also have smoked fewer spliffs and not gotten so pissed on a regular basis too.

Seemingly innocuous happenstance can nudge life trajectory more than you imagine. Is it down to fate or is it down to the integral over all the decisions we make? I prefer the notion that fate has a considerable hand. Others do not like the idea that some external force has influence and control of their lives.

BUT.

If you choose your incarnation then you have in a way self-determined your fate by the choice of vehicle into which you incarnate. There may be a fate but it was caused by your choice.

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At the moment the residual fate in this life looks pretty simple. No big deal, no big external dramas and marginal significance to the world at large. I am very unlikely to have much ongoing wider significance. If it is fated there is no intervention required of me. If it is fated otherwise something might happened outside the compound to change things. I don’t have to be in any way proactive in this respect. If it is fated, it will happen.

Tomorrow, I have a urology appointment to follow up on my elevated prostate specific antigen (PSA) test. I don’t have cancer yet according to the guidelines of how these things are assessed. But the way the PSA numbers are going it will not be long before I fall into the right numerical regime to mean that I have cancer or at least warrant another hour long session in the high resolution MRI machine or an invasive biopsy. I may get a prostate exam. The trajectory of our lives might take another turn, if it is so fated.

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There are many who really don’t like this notion of relying on fate. It is core belief and orientation for me. My dreams help me evolve my fate in accordance with what I, the indwelling dreamer, planned at birth. I have made huge life changing decisions based on dream interpretation. Some of which were very hard with difficult consequences. I was fated to dream and fated to use those dreams to guide this life.

Of course I may seem like a complete nut-job to some. But if so, it was always fated thus.

I am open to the fact that there is not much left fated for me to do in this life. Why would one not accept one’s fate? Even were my life entirely governed by self-determination there is precious little that I can do to alter life circumstance as it stands. It looks like fate has me “cornered” so to speak…

Shit happens… you may as well relax into it…take a deep breath… this will only take a few seconds…

Put That in Your Pipe and Smoke It – Dream Follow Up

August 3, 2025 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

I’ll wager with high confidence that there is nobody on the planet who has dreams like the one I had this morning.

There is no sensible explanation for why any of the dream content should come to fore this morning.

Last night we watched “The Day of the Jackal” TV series, an episode of University Challenge series 49, My Kitchen Rules Australia and 24 Hours in A&E. In the Jackal programme the head of “6” at the “river house” is directly engaged in a storyline of chasing an assassin, the female agent who has direct in person access to the head uses her own personal mobile ‘phone at work and the office looks open plan. It seems not overly probable.

There was nothing to do with 12^th century Brittany nor crystal structures of a new type of compound. Nor was I brooding about the same.

So what do you do with a dream like that?

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I have joked before that some of my dreams could be the bones of a film script. I could bring knowledge back from the 12^th century and find hidden treasure in an unknown vault under a castle in Saumur by sneaking away during a tourist tour thereof. I might see a scroll which unpicks an historical puzzle. I could find an ancient bloodline which links me to royalty or the sangréal. I could divine the presence of a holy relic.

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I could secretly be a regenerated time lord able to travel backward and forward through space-time at will. I could get a hat and a whip and maybe call on my old pal Lara Croft.

A while back I asked a journalist his opinion about whether to talk with other journalists about my reincarnation theories. There have been articles on reincarnation in The Guardian for example. He was sceptical and asked me to consider “what was in it for me”. Not a lot.

I am aware that there is a small finite possibility that this kind of thing could be newsworthy, not because of the dreams etc. themselves, rather because of the South Kensington connection, distant though that may be. I have residual boffin and I did co-found a high power laser company. A little odd, not tree huggy enough.

“Ex-boffin claims he is a reincarnated Buddhist monk…”

It could all get massively out of hand. I could probably handle it because I am not fibbing or bull-shitting. It might prove a little more problematic for others.

Explain that away satisfactorily without questioning my sanity…we are back to my alter ego Whacko McNutjob.

There is not a lot you can do with dreams like that other than to put them in my pipe and smoke them…

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Significant and Normal

July 29, 2025July 29, 2025 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

Many people might wish to fit in and be “normal”. That is comply and not be the sore thumb of life. These may seek to blend with a peer group if they are not normal in the populace at large. Geeky McGeekface is more at home with others of similar persuasion and not comfortable being with the popular plastic fantastic.

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I will speculate that I am not within two standard deviations of the peak of the normal distribution of intellect. By this I am already slightly abnormal. It is not really significant because there are many way further out. They will have a higher IQ according to how these things are measured and be much better at conventional examinations than me. I am not normal but not significantly abnormal either.

On other metrics I may be more of an outlier or anomaly. It is not my ego or desire to be weird which is suggesting that, rather a detached observation. I don’t particularly want to be special or different, but I am or appear to be, a bit odd. Socially I am not a mixer and socio-politically I do not play the itchy back game so enamoured of by many. Because I am less easy to leverage by “what is in it for me” people may deem me less tractable to control and/or ready manipulation. I do not play “the” game. I am not one of “US”. I am not “good people”.

My bones have osteoporosis so they are among the 0.5% too thin for my age and sex. This is significant enough for the medics to want to medicate me in case I end up in A&E with another fracture.

What each of us finds significant depends upon our terms of reference and the world which we perceive and assimilate. Thousands watched “the Lionesses” on The Mall this afternoon. They are mostly normal in this respect. I watched a bit on TV. Does that make me normal?

Life circumstance has me/us where we are, living the way we do. Our impact on the outer world is minuscule because we do not interact overmuch. In the grand scheme of things human we are not significant. Though in the past we have both changed and facilitated many lives. Our life circumstance and health in particular, limits us. Because there is no fairy godmother our life circumstance is very unlikely to change and even it did, there is no dynamic reserve of time and energy to offer. To an extent we are spent.

Put me in a car on the M25 and I may not cope. I can no longer hack the outside world. A few glancing interactions perhaps and that is about it. Even if someone wanted it otherwise, it isn’t and cannot be. I have not been in a proper city for more than a week or so in the last six years and that for hospital / health reasons. I am a bumpkin these days…Life circumstance has me away from the crowd. It is better for me and probably for them too.

Here is an aphorism pertaining to the rule of the three pronged nagal from the Toltec Teachings by Théun Mares

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This is not a normal example or tract of text. The question might be, “is it significant?”.

As is so often the case, it depends upon context. It sounds grandiose and might fleetingly captivate the attention. To the vast majority of people it has no personal significance and at best might be a curiosity. People are concerned with Facebook, Insta and TikTok. This type of thing would be abnormal to them. It is not abnormal to me.

I think it fair and accurate to speculate that what is normal and significant for/to me is abnormal and insignificant for others.

Thus we are in the subjective. Normality and significance are not objective, people make {personal} judgments which may or may not be rational concerning these notions. At the moment its seems normal to bomb the fuck out of Gaza and starve the people. This is normal for some but abnormal, brutal and evil to my eyes. The Palestinian death toll is more significant on Al Jazeera, less so on the BBC.

So-called normality is not always a strong recommendation for being better. Significance can depend upon prejudices and alliance.

If I was a mosquito, I would be grossly insignificant, unless I were in your bedroom of a hot summer night, and a bit peckish. Then for a few hours I could be significant.

Significance has a temporal component. It was once normal to have slaves. Slavery was more significant for the slaves than for the masters. That normality is now shunned and people are asked to accept the significance of their past slave ownership. Nothing can undo the abuse and torture. A few quid here and there, a public apology, does not change one single lash of the whip.

Being normal may not be all that it is cranked up to be!

Normality has a checkered past…

Who knows what is normal for you, right now, may in time be seen as a misguided travesty. But for the time being you have the comfort of your peer group to tell you, “We concur old chap” and that everything is just dandy.

I am not sure that anything normal has brought about progress, ever. In that sense being normal is largely insignificant.

Occam’s Razor and Past Life Recall

July 22, 2025July 22, 2025 ~ quantumdreamer ~ Leave a comment

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Occam’s razor

In philosophy, Occam’s razor (also spelled Ockham’s razor or Ocham’s razor; Latin: novacula Occami) is the problem-solving principle that recommends searching for explanations constructed with the smallest possible set of elements. It is also known as the principle of parsimony or the law of parsimony (Latin: lex parsimoniae). Attributed to William of Ockham, a 14th-century English philosopher and theologian, it is frequently cited as Entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem, which translates as “Entities must not be multiplied beyond necessity”, although Occam never used these exact words. Popularly, the principle is sometimes paraphrased as “of two competing theories, the simpler explanation of an entity is to be preferred.”

This philosophical razor advocates that when presented with competing hypotheses about the same prediction and both hypotheses have equal explanatory power, one should prefer the hypothesis that requires the fewest assumptions, and that this is not meant to be a way of choosing between hypotheses that make different predictions. Similarly, in science, Occam’s razor is used as an abductive heuristic in the development of theoretical models rather than as a rigorous arbiter between candidate models.

From Wikipedia

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Last night we watched a 1997 film called “Contact” with Jodie Foster as the main protagonist among a {now} star studded cast. The special effects were naïve by todays’ standards. The film misused the notion of Occam’s Razor; the simplest explanation was that she did indeed travel to a civilisation near Vega. The film argued that this was too convoluted and did not happen whereas the counter explanation of cunning hoax which was way more convoluted and complicated was acceptable and true to the government. A simple inconvenient truth of interstellar travel was rejected in preference for a hyper-complicated adherence to what normal accepted, science and wisdom insisted.

Rules in science are kept, often way past their sell by date, exceptions and first, second and third order corrections terms are added, one must flog the life out of a dead horse rule. “Science” is so conservative that in worshipping at the temple it does not have to get called up to serve in the IDF. Elvis however did national service.

In the blog under the heading “Reincarnation Themed” in the column to the right are collected a number of dreams which are “Ronseal” dreams. A possible explanation is that elements of past life recall are implicated.

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It might be possible to come up with some convoluted psychological hypothesis as to why I had these dreams, maybe invoke some DSM-5-TR defined criteria for some disorder or syndrome. It could be an act of creative writing on my part. I could have smoked way too many spliffs as a young man or simply be a tin-foil hat wearing rainbow unicorn jockey. I could be whacko the nut-job, from Loony-Ville Alabama.

The simplest explanation is that they contain elements of past life recall. Occam’s razor therefore suggests that this is more likely.

Unfortunately past life recall is not deemed possible by some.

If history teaches us anything it is that things deemed impossible, and adamantly so, can and do prove feasible. Once it was deemed mad to suggest Cholera was a water born disease. History suggests that the prevailing THEY are often wrong yet vehement and assertive. They refuse to accept that they could be in error. Power must not be yielded to plebs and upstarts.

The self-diagnosis by THEY of their own omniscience is rarely a sound diagnosis.