Intent, with finesse . . . interconnected, and touching the beyond . . . intrinsic levels . . . pristine.

Extensions to our flexible, malleable Life World, interacting with the Greater World . . . this field of meaning and knowledge . . . why we dream . . . building ourselves.

Sometimes within our typical orientations something active spontaneously kicks in . . . an intrinsic movement . . . is it from this side, or the other side, or synchronous?

This orientation, shape, context . . . our life world . . . can be rearranged, reprogrammed, transformed. Besides pulling it all together with intent, and turning on the lights, there are these activated connections, foci, like quantum energy levels turned up: its connected to the beyond, as well. Quantum entanglement?

One could think one is only experiencing oneself; but its also different, within a new context, presentation . . . unique. The higher self, greater reality . . . ? Some of them have this sense of an emerging reality

Out of the blue, a good way of putting it, there was this core movement, connection, and I was within this blue space, with a little grayish white shack just to the right side.

Sometimes one’s sense of body is up for examination. I hopped into bed, with that normal sense of body; but then there was a further focus, with a perception of another set of hanging legs. Similarly, I was looking down at this seated body, as if in a meditative state: as I looked it began to move to the right to another position.

I was lying in the hot bathtub, which engendered a deeper state: with a spontaneous emergent focus, it seemed to put me in a new locale, and seeming quite real. I also seemed to be something else here, oblong, blue, semi-translucent, with some colors here and there. Who am I? In another incident, I had this vision of what I inwardly called the long boat, grayish white, stretched out laterally in front to me. Later, there was this oblong golden thing, standing vertically, before me: it had a good sheen too.

Occasionally, one achieves this flexible state, and one begins to look around on one’s own volition: it was if there were these overlapping spaces, which I was playing with, then I nudged up to some kind of black oblong thing within them, like a coffee cup, with some more rounded parts. In another experience in which I was dealing with some issues, like considering, I saw a shiny human spirit standing there. Why?

Every now and then, options are presented in a media type way, in front of oneself, uniquely in this case, like a flowing, billowing fabric with squares containing pictures, like a page, one image including my pet, for instance.

I had a bit of a goal in mind: I wondered if I could see a more positive state. There ended up being this more complex drama. It was like I stretched over, and pulled back the curtains, though I was still aware of my bed body. There was this talk in a foreign language as I did that. A bright light shined through from behind there. The other thing is the light outlined a lying figure. This was a complex state with many multifaceted perspectives close at hand, like being in third person.

External issues are often considered, like with the men and women. I wondered if I should focus on the women: the point is, the way my mind works now, there were other alternatives: it didn’t play out in the typical way. As I did so, I saw these wooden creations, which I internally called the “axe.” There was a wooden handle on the left side, a square in the middle, with these lcd screens. On the right hand there was a circular thing, like a speedometer. It looked like the controls of a vehicle. One could make it into an art creation.

During an issue at the coffee shop in which there were no seats, due to Covid, I drove around wasting some time. I saw this wooden house, that looked very similar to a vision of a wooden house that I had earlier. Something greater is involved with those external events of one’s life.

I wondered if I should just let it flow, as you make it. I saw this tree with orange Christmas lights . . . tree. When I decided this wasn’t right and entered into the issue, the result was like I was in a car, driving. I saw a flash of blue light. There are other further personal options.

Faint white like squares moving around, getting my vision . . . as I decided to investigate and attend to them, I suddenly got a vision of this crowd, in bright colors of all sorts, and with a woman looking towards me with a big smile. Mom? It only goes to show intent can take these lower issues to a further more important connection.

Inwardly I had this quick presentation, like an artist’s stroke, thin and colorful, pristine, like a cat’s scratch. Them. As I attended to that, I had this vision, looking upward, as if from a distance, of a young boy with short blond hair, and a smaller one next to him. Looked like a mother to the left. I didn’t know of any boys like that, till later, when I discovered that Aidan got a short haircut! A premonition it seems . . .