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“At that moment he happily became the ‘walking crazy’: those who are conscious of the fact that they have lost their sanity, and that in losing their sanity, they have reached a higher level of existence. And as the walking crazy, the young man closed his eyes and fell deeply within, finding there not darkness but other worlds, complete other spaces where he was free from all physical pain and struggle.”

“So they gave me love in form of poison and tiny little pills, programming my emotions, teaching me how to feel. To act correct and talk correct and answer without knowing the question, because that, my dear, is how you get love. Yes that, dear youth, is how you'll be loved. I tried to medicate my own fucked up little mind with chemicals and adrenaline, tasting sweeter every night, shaking louder every time. Sitting wide awake in bed until the world disappears, writing poetry to concentrate on something real while waiting for the love to arrive. I've been looking for it night after night, waiting patiently for it to show up, maybe somewhere in between the state of awake and asleep, alive and not so alive, sober and not so sober. (I lost track of the difference somewhere in between.)”

“Chapter 5 of my book, Esotericism with An Unconventional Soul, is called Healing with Lucid Dreaming. I had so much fun writing, researching, and spilling the beans about this particular subject.”

“The more you journal, the more you tell your subconscious mind that you honor its messages. In turn, you will have more detailed, more significant dreams. Some dreams may even be lucid or prophetic.”

“I relentlessly scrutinized one question: ‘How do I plant a tiny unpretentious seed for myself in this barren world? How do I forfeit what is, and start living for the kingdom in my heart?’ I kept repeating it and repeating it in my head. I knew a dreamer should breathe; break the mold in which he was set. Imagination was the answer. I knew it was all in there, prepared like a dining table for me.”

“Seeing children's assemblage points constantly fluttering, as if moved by tremors, changing their place with ease, the old sorcerers came to the conclusion that the assemblage points habitual location is not innate but brought about by habituation. Seeing also that only in adults is it fixed on one spot, they surmised that the specific location of the assemblage point fosters a specific way of perceiving. Through usage, this specific way of perceiving becomes a system of interpreting sensory data. Since we are drafted into that system by being born into it, from the moment of our birth we imperatively strive to adjust our perceiving to conform to the demands of this system, a system that rules us for life. Consequently, the old sorcerers were thoroughly right in believing that the act of countermanding it and perceiving energy directly is what transforms a person into a sorcerer.”

“I was applying for a job position at a counseling center in another state. Mom had driven me there and she had the car parked in front of the building...Tribal people in mossy costumes came in randomly and picked random people...When I looked out of the cave-like opening to the floor below, I saw what looked like a hellish place. This place had a concrete floor, stone and rock walls, and a massive open area. People were laying on the ground and they all had something wrong with them. One guy had his face burned off, exposing his facial muscles, parts of his skull, and his bone nasal cavity. Some young five-year-old girl had no legs but a single wormlike leg with no foot from her waist down. She was playing with this guy who only had one eye on his head. These people reminded me of carnival shows from way back in history. It seemed like the psychologists were testing our fears and what we can handle. When I looked at the floor, the floor was now a blue carpet.”

“Rob gave me a sticky note with incoherent symbols written on the yellow paper...I wanted to ask my dream something, so I asked this priest character, “Have you ever wondered, is this another dimension? You’re in another dimension.” My dream words were confused by the tension I felt building in this moment...The priest gave a puzzled expression...A lady who works at the bar came over to me in a hurry, upset. She told me sternly, “You need to leave.” ​I looked at Rob who was confused. I felt scared and said, “We should go,” trying to be inconspicuous with a low voice. Suddenly everyone in the dim room started looking at us. My fear increased and I wondered if I had just broken some type of dream rule. Before leaving, I made sure to give the priest the sticky note with the unknown symbols on it.”

“I was in front of a big hole in the floor. A girl I liked fell into the hole. I wanted to go after her, but this old lady told me I would regret my decision. I jumped anyways, knowing I may die for her. But then everything stopped and I was floating next to her. We both had cards without faces on them. We floated down and somehow, I knew she was gone...I walked through a tunnel at the bottom of the pit with a white light at the end.”