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I am going to add the interpretation of this dream as I go along, rather than write the dream down as I did in my journal, then add the interpretation. That is the way I keep my journal, but since my journal is for me alone, I take liberties with language that would make it hard for an “outside” reader to understand. I am removing place names for the sake of remaining anonymous.

I am also taking a very long section out of this entry in my dream journal for this post so I do not have to post it in the “Adults Only” section. I apologize ahead of time for the “I must draw a curtain over what follows” because the symbolism of the sexual content is central to the dream itself, but I really don't want to start an argument over “dream porn” and get into a discussion of what my interpretation is compared to the “interpretation” others might wish to place on it.

The symbolism of our dreams is about as personal as it gets. It's the Real You talking to your waking self. (Trigger Warning, your waking self is NOT in control of your life. It's just the part that jumps up and down and yells the loudest to confuse you)


I am in …. at one of those two story apartment buildings over by ….. I am standing on the front lawn looking at a ground floor apartment. It has a deck with patio furniture, table, umbrella, matching chairs, grill, I enter the apartment through the patio door. (Going through any doorway in my dreams signifies a change in the level of consciousness I am experiencing out-of-body.)

It's furnishings are of no distinct style, the walls are bare. (The “setting” has no intrinsic importance. The entire room is simply a dream prop.) A woman enters the room, she is not someone I have met in waking state. She is white, her skin pale, my height, black-haired, Her clothing is nondescript. We have not yet spoken to one another but my desire to make love to her is intense.

Her desire to make love to me is equally strong. She tells me she wants me, she adds that her “husband” does not mind, that he likes to watch. (An “inside” joke, her “husband” is a dis-incarnate being) I sense his presence, and he, indeed, has no objections to us making love.

We kiss and hold one another, then slowly undress one another. Dot, dot, dot.

The sex is very passionate, vivid, very real and goes on for an unusually long length of time. In the aftermath we are laying on the floor of the living room, talking at great length about things I do not now remember.

She sits up and tells me it is now time for me to leave. I try to give her my phone number, I really, REALLY want her to contact my waking self. I actually give her my phone number (I never remember numbers in dreams.)

We stand and hold one another for a time, she slowly backs away and smiles. I am compelled to leave, even though I try to stay, a force is moving me away, out of the apartment, back out onto the lawn, where the dream began. (She is not making me leave, no power is “making” me leave, it is just that I am changing levels of consciousness again, the “apartment” was merely a dream prop for our meeting to take place in)

I look at the building. It looks as it did at the beginning of the dream. I look away, then look back, (Another dream device I use to symbolize the deeper meaning of what actually transpired on the Astral Plane) The apartment building has become a church, large stones and stained glass windows. I look away again and look back, it has become a cathedral, enormous, flying buttresses, amazingly elaborate stained glass windows. (Windows are always symbols of Spiritual content. I pay close attention to windows in my dreams, in whatever form they occur. They have powerful significance)

She is there. I sense her inside. She is thinking about me. I look away, then back again. The building has become an ancient temple, pre-christian The windows are there, but they contain symbols my waking self does not recognize. The stone of the temple is black and weather worn, I run my hand over it's surface. It's all curves and sinuous black shadows no right angles or edges, it is immensely ancient.

I feel her inside, there are no doorways. I love her, there are not words to describe how much we love each other, but I am “outside” now. She is still thinking of me. (Our connection is deeply Spiritual/ Sexual. Tantric. Using sexual energy to raise spiritual energy. She is a priestess or deeply involved on her own elaborate, ritualistic Path. She is “in the world” but her calling places her beyond meeting in this lifetime. Which, when I think about it, is actually a very good thing. Relationships, while we are in the world, can be deeply loving, but the Material Plane distorts them, The rule of Maya warps the Truth, wraps even profound experiences in lies and totally unrealistic expectations to prevent us from even glimpsing our True Selves.)

The significance of the building “going back in time” is crystal clear. We have known one another, loved one another, on our soul level, for millennia. Our “meeting” on the Astral was...Tantric. Using sexual energy to raise spiritual energy. Besides, making love to someone you love, but have been “separated” from for, what seems “a long time” is Really Fucking Special. Like “make-up sex” It just rocks.
"Push something hard enough...and it will fall over."
Fudds First Law Of Opposition

“All art that is not mere storytelling or mere portraiture is symbolic...If you liberate a person or a landscape from the bonds of motives and their actions, causes and their effects...it will change under your eyes, and become a symbol of infinite emotion, a perfected emotion, a part of the Dark Divine Essence.”

William Butler Yeats

(The italicized word “dark” is my addition.)
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