 Originally Posted by Leo
Dear John,
In the Old Days of dreaming, Vivid Dreams used to be considered very important.
Maybe they still are.
So what was the argument with your friend about?
Upon reflection, do you think you were entirely right. Or did your friend have anything of a point. Might there be some middle ground?
You see, this WAS a vivid dream. It may have brought up issues which must be dealt with before you can continue on to Lucid Dreaming.
Lucid Dreaming is essentially a Spiritual Phenomena, and so that make it progressive and evolutionary. One must progress step by step. And of course, as in all things Spiritual, there is the High Paths and the Low, the way of Light and the Way of Darkness. But no matter the way, one has to pass all of the tests in order.
So, what was the argument about, and what were you supposed to learn from it?
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wow, great response.
The arguement won't mean much to you without some kind of context. I'm an 18 yearold from north jersey (although i spend my summers in south jersey). Like many kids my age, I party a bit in the summertime. While I'll drink and smoke an occasional cigar (for purely celebratory reasons), that's where my party-vices end. My buddies mess with me cause i refuse to smoke the reefer- it's just a position ive held for the past 3-4 years and I've decided to stick to my guns, as I have my reasons.
The arguement from the dream was like this:
I was sitting in my family room at my house with my best friend and his two friends from school. The one kid, who i know is a glorified pothead, lights up a joint in my dad's chair. So I tell him to knock it off, but he doesn't so I lay it on him and tell him to get out of my house. He starts whining, but what got me pissed was this: He started calling me a hypocrite. He said that I'll drink alcohol and smoke cigars, but I won't smoke or tolerate pot. It's something I've heard a few times, but that remark, combined with the situation, just got me really frustrated.
On a similar note, I just remembered a dream I had from last night. Essentially, I was on the beach with some of my beach-friends, and I caved and smoked a joint with them. I remember alot of the dream, and I remember it not affecting me at all (i guess that's a reality tester?).
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