Hegseth – Metreweli – Dream Snippet 19-06-2025

This snippet follows on from a feeling of having at edge of consciousness.

Yesterday afternoon late I had a strong sensation of Peter Hegseth at the periphery of consciousness, there was an awareness of him meeting Trump. And then subsequently just him.

This from late last night.

The snippet starts with some kind of “zoom” like call between the USA and London. For whatever reason Hegseth is talking with Ms. Metreweli the head of MI6 in waiting. I know her face from the news. Even more bizarrely I am somehow linked to this conversation. This conversation goes on for a while. They are developing their working relationship and understanding.

The snippet ends. I am surprised that these should spring into the dreaming.

On waking this morning, I look up the name of the new head of MI6 and read a wiki page about Hegseth.

I look up my uncle’s MBE citation and see it was signed my Major General J M Kirkman who was head of Military Intelligence Berlin in 1950. The implication being that my uncle was MI too.

The feeling this morning is that something weirdly masonic is in the air.

Dreaming – I Don’t Mind What Happens

One can find Jiddu Krishnamurti quoted as saying that his secret is that he does not mind what happens. This implies a lack of any goal orientation, preferred outcome, expectation or attachment. He may have omitted, “I do not mind what happens to me.” If one lives in the eternal now there is no concern for past or future, simply moment. One is not chained by the manacles of “what if” or of “if only.” There is a confidence that one can handle everything which life and the universe offers, free of prejudice. Even if that seems unpleasant and challenging. One is confident in ability to improvise and cope.

I have talked about my medical conditions here, which would be rather dramatic for many. It is just a fact of life for me. OMG spinal surgery may be involved… He has seen a brain surgeon and is getting a cancer check up in May….

There is not too much drama in my mind. The pain can be a tad boring. I don’t think there is an exact translation into French. Monotonous is probably close but does not have the nuance.

I am not worried about what if anything happens to whatever it is that I may or may not know. The thought forms exist now and could be accessed in the web of life in due course. If and when the time is due. I don’t currently see a use for me. I am surplus.

The dreaming takes time, decades sometimes.

I have had the first hint, in the dream this morning, that the time in France maybe drawing to a close. There has not been much for me here. The French are not very pro-active. I am in no way integrated. There will be no significant material plane impact should I leave. Only the medics and the checkout ladies will notice.

I have a few more medical appointments programmed. Then, soon, it will be the big summer holidays. Unless the colonoscopy shows anything sinister, that will probably be it until the Autumn. I will get my asthma medication renewed in July. I am not anticipating any solution, any diagnosis and treatment that will result in significant alleviation of symptoms. It looks to me that I dotting and T crossing data collection is occurring.

Following on from the dream we have been looking at on-line estate agents again. Affordability coupled with relative southerly locations limits us to probably South and West Wales in the UK. The property situation in France remains constipated. We need proximity and communications to university grade hospitals.

The problem is that the world is swirling. The web of life has been whacked unnecessarily by orange-boi.  The Nikkei and the Hang Seng could tank further in a few short hours. This is a factor which is against any house moving.

A house move is the dreaming symbol for adopting a new view of the world. Here it is expansive, it has gotten too big. Perhaps the need is simply to shrink and consolidate.

We shall see what the dreaming suggests. It will influence our decisions significantly. The dreaming will show us the way.

I don’t mind what happens – the dreams will suffice.

Blue Corridor-Massive Owl Dream 5-2-22

This morning’s dream was the most vividly coloured one I have had in many years.

I am in a car with my wife. We are driving down a narrow street and I am looking for an entrance in the walls. I will know it when I see it. There is an opening, and the walls are pointed with immaculately cut stone blocks. I know this is the place. The wife is hesitant in case it is private property. I say that I have seen this place a number of times in the dreaming. I turn right into the opening. The car we are driving is our right-hand drive Peugeot 207. As we enter the properties the walls are of a vibrant and almost radiant royal blue. The colour is very intense. We drive several metres down this tunnel.

The ground has dark red granite-based gravel. The tunnel heads off ahead of us. There is a turning to the right also with the intense blue walls. I take this turning and it leads to an immaculate courtyard in front of a grand French town house. There is a short staircase leading to the front door. I take this staircase. The door opens before me and a corridor leads me up into a large wooden floored ornate ballroom. It is a bit chavvy like Versailles.

The ball room is twenty to thirty metres long. At the far end of the room on a heavily decorated antique table is a huge ornate bird cage. It is about 1.5 metres tall and 1 metre in diameter. Inside the cage is a huge owl. The owl is almost as big as the cage. It stares right at me and then fluffs up all its feathers around its head to make a big circle. It then relaxes them and repeats this several times. The owl and I are staring at each other and there is a sense of being at-one with this owl. I sense that it is caught in its gilded cage. But the owl knows that it can at any time de-materialise the cage. This it does and the cage vanishes. The owl then stands on the table and fluffs up its feathers again whilst maintaining eye-contact.

I feel an enormous sense of camaraderie with the owl.

The dream ends.

Working With Dreams

Before I start to delve into my Attack Themed dreams I am going to talk a little about working with dreams.

I have a pet theory.

“Face is one of the most expensive and destructive follies of our human existence.”

People will do all sorts of stuff to try to preseve the Samsaric illusion of face. They will lie, maim and argue the toss. People do some truly dark shit to try to save “face”.

I have had some dreams in which I am attacked over and over. People who would not consider themselves evil are capable of a malevolence which they deem justifiable. From an evolutionary point of view, it is emotionally primitive, primordial even, evil. They would never accept that they are evil.

My secondary predilection after dreaming is for the clarity of the East, which makes me, in that context, a stalker of/in time. In the context of the eternal now, time is not quite as linear as physics would have us believe. The dreaming being out of matter is not so beholden to the laws of matter, one of which is “linear” time, the entropic arrow of disorder. We are counter entropic beings, one day we lose that battle and pop our clogs. Earth to earth, dust to dust.

 I’ll make a statement.

It is impossible to rush dreaming, dreaming needs time to coalesce.

Impatience and dreaming are not good bedfellows. Relaxation and abandon are key. Firm conclusions are an anathema to dreaming, any “conclusion” must be fluid and provisional. Grasping and latching on to interpretations is unwise. Dreaming in, is a practice of fluidity.

Early on I had prescient dreams. I would dream at night and the next day those dreams played out on campus in South Kensington. I have had dreams which have taken a decade to manifest. I have noted the death of some people in the dream with a physical plane temporal accuracy. If you keep a “lab book” you can cross reference. I also “see” dead people in dreams.

Of course I could be prone to confirmation bias, seeing connections which are not really there, because I want to. I am not a concluding kangaroo jumping forever to rigid conclusions.

In order to work with dreams, you might need a hypothesis. You could get all anal and Germanic. Or you could use the working hypothesis that the dreamer, your Soul, is trying to guide the physical plane you, the dreamed. If that is the case it implies that following the guidance in dreams is wise. There is a major caveat. The dreamer may suggest things contrary to your ambitions and desires. You may not like the “advice” and throw your toys out of the cot. The control junkie personality is unwilling to hand the steering wheel over to the dreamer. Although we may deem otherwise control is an illusion. We can micromanage during a day, but life has a bag of spanners which it enjoys chucking at us.

It takes courage to follow dreams.

To surrender the control is not for the feint of heart. One must be bold.

At the moment I am still working with the Human Puzzle dream. Subsequent to that I had many dreams which pointed to something unknown. The unknown, by definition, has few clues. One has to use the four postulates of stalking.

Which says be humble, don’t get attached but do get busy. It says expectations are silly.

Concrete mind does not like the uncertainty of dreaming.

To work with dreams, one needs to relax and to let go. But you must be in it for the duration to find out where the journey goes.

I have no idea what, if anything, will come along before I go to the crem.