The Life World, our creative home of security and consciousness . . . our potentially evolving system of the knowledge of our place in the bigger picture, greater worlds . . .

We were born into this, guided into it physically and socially, like a shell. We have the option to become more activated here, to grow and transform, like a butterfly in its pupa, opening up to our wider realities. It not a static thing; there are flows of consciousness and energy within this multiverse.

Is an object like a singular separate thing, or like a cornucopia of possibilities? There can be a multifaceted context, rather than only singular options, positive or negative. Like Dr. Who’s Tardis, or those small orbs which are like flying palaces inside.

Humans are rooted here in this original context, though many of them have gained freedoms, like Flynn who made it into the Grid. Many other kinds of entities, though, share parts of this context, coming and going, as far as we are concerned.

In a world of form and energy, the Headless Horseman, may have its home in a tree, or UAP’s may fly in and around and through the mesa physically, like in The Secret of the Skinwalker Ranch.

I had a dream of boulders, “moons,” with a concave aspect, and a tiny crowd of people emerging from inside . . .

I was watching a Star Wars episode, Ashoka . . . Death Star, Tethys? . . . with many of those little regiments.

I had another dream of an underground living space, with a woman’s profile . . . the daughter from downstairs has a collection of rocks on the steps . . . the delivery man uses a big rock to hold deliveries.

Ahh, people!