Intro
A year and a half ago in December 2020 I experienced a series of four visions, three of which have since come true. I introduced the first vision some time ago, which I described in detail in my last post.
This post documents the second vision, for which I’ll add commentary in my next post. While the effects on my personal life from the first vision were mundane, it is from this vision onwards the experience becomes truly mythical.
This mythical aspect involves the flowering of a certain seed in my personal life, while also indicating how I am taking part in a collective process as well. This process is the birthing of a new religion in our culture that is steadily unfolding of its own accord, now that the time is ripe to do so.
This post forms part of an ongoing series:
(This post)
(Future posts)
The vision
I ascend to the stars amidst the green sky
Wings beat endlessly
As I approach a climaxing light
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A white road stretches before me
A black cube lays upon an obelisk
Opening the cube there is translucent marble
Which also opens
Revealing a soft white light that emerges from it
A healing light that glows with a motherly presence
A precious jewel
That holds all knowledge worth knowing in the physical world
The light dissolves into stardust until it is indistinguishable from the stars in the night sky
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Stars that stretch overhead amidst a brilliant blackness
A slight creature draws near
With the features of Baphomet
I ask him his nature
He answers it is not for me to know but to find out
I tell him I do not understand
He tells me he embodies the mystery
A great mystery in which seeming evil appearance can prosper and inhabit this heavenly kingdom of white light
I ask if he has anything to tell me
He answers a great Pyramid lies ahead
And the road that leads there ends at a single point
His eyes glow red with sorrow
His essence fades the closer we draw near the Pyramid
I'm taken aback with sympathy
A being once fearsome
Reduced to unremarkable appearance
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The night is beautiful
The white road glistens
A great moon glows above and an ocean lies below
I look down and see I'm gliding on the waters
And though I see far down it feels an inch deep as I glide down a narrow band of light
A straight narrow line towards the point in the horizon
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Soft bliss courses through me
A nurturing presence bathed in moonlight
A guardian with the face of a beautiful motherly woman
Stares down at me
A caring presence I've seen many times
Who loves me and is proud of me
Offering sweet words of love and understanding
When all I see is absence and blackness
She has now taken the appearance of a Roman goddess
Statuesque, beauty similar in nature to Aphrodite and Hera
Waiting patiently for me to speak
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She glows grey and yellow
Moonbeams wash over me
As I ask why she watches over me
She tells me she appears when all seems lost
She tells me she is Wisdom
She tells me she is the Sky Goddess
I ask her what comes next
She tells me glory awaits
That my heart is open and attuned
To exercise Divine Power and Spirit
The precious jewel appears once more
Centered in my heart
A ruby
An indestructible jewel that emits Fire
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I ask what is the nature of this jewel
She tells me its number is 224
Its second color is Green
It is related to the Staff of Fire
A Ruby that shines with the Fire of the Ancestors
I ask what is the nature of this Fire
A Fire that is the Union of Heart and Mind
A Fire that Dances upon the Sea
No other glamor can dim its Light
Can distract from its Light
And once revealed is the Only Light I ever need Follow
I ask then how is she Hera and how is she Aphrodite
She tells me Hera is the Consort of the King
Hera is the Magic presence, the Guardian of Aion
And Aphrodite is the Love that streams into this World
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Her appearance has morphed now into a terrible aspect
And a tall mountain, a Black sharp Mountain
Towers above me
She tells me to not fear the Shadow
Of She who Destroys
This is only her apparent aspect from the Darkness of Time
The structure towers above
Like the Tower of Babel
I dread the thought of climbing this Tower
I search for stairs
Looking for shortcuts
She tells me no shortcuts can be found
As I make the first step into the Tower
She warns the Darkness will consume me once more as it always has
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I float in a Void
I've lost all bearing, all definition
Only a vaguely felt devotion to the Goddess that lies somewhere to my left
And a whirlpool, a maelstrom that lies to my right
A farmer's house
Smoke billowing from the chimney
A great chicken that lays eggs
Eggs that hatch tiny human souls
(Inaudible passages)
I'm being torn apart
Deep vibrations emanate from my spine
Multiplicity
And fullness
Instead of one goddess there is 12
12 goddesses that split into 144 .. 1728 ..
Goddesses swim around me like tadpoles
The darkness has condensed into a pond
And I am surrounded by tadpoles
What was once the divine essence of the Goddess
Now encases me in a slimy residue
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I'm lying on a beach
The waves are rough
It's not quite sunrise yet
I feel uncomfortable like something has been lost
I call out to the Goddess
Where is she now?
Has she abandoned me?
The Goddess that assured she would watch over me
In times of need ..
.. Nothing ..
Nothing ..
I start sobbing like a toddler ..
The tides coming in slightly
And washes against my feet
I feel I want to say that the Goddess is present in the Ocean, the Waves and the Sky
It feels trite ..
It's not comforting ..
I'm not comforted by this statement ..
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(long pause)
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Where am I?
I'm lying on a rectangular cube
364 is inscribed on its side
I am in the midst of a park
It is spring time
Many flowers are sprouting
The birds are singing
Disney animals stream by
A lady smiles at me
An earthy lady
Good teeth
Sad eyes
She stares at me intently
I ask her what have I been through and why have I been bought here?
She tells me the journey never ends
She's telling me things but somehow I don't have the ears to listen
I can't quite make out, I can't quite comprehend
Her voice comes back into focus
Asking if I am alright
I say yes I couldn't hear her
She tells me I haven’t acquired the ears for it yet
I need to keep listening
Keep listening to the song of the forest
I ask her what that means the song of the forest
She tells me to listen intently
It's there in the song of the birds
Listen and the song of my heart will come into focus
I ask her what is the cube
She says it is the altar in this place.
I ask her before she leaves to tell me who she is
She tells me she is just a lady
And she walks away..