A nightmare
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It's 5am, I've just awoken out of a nightmare and got up out of bed to post this while it's still fresh in my experience, in my memory.
In the nightmare I'm walking down some stairs with a female beside me, we start going around the corner, when suddenly, I see the hands and fingers of the female severed from her body and fall to the ground. I don't see what happened or who did it, but instinct has me turning around and going in the opposite direction. I get out of the stairwell and am in the hall when I pass some more stairs and I notice a person coming down those stairs with a large razor-sharp blade in his hand. I don't stop, I keep walking AWAY from this person. But suddenly the dream has turned really intense and this wakes me up.
This is very much like what happened to me in real life. Life was so difficult, so intense, there was so much suffering from all the thoughts I was having that I was "forced" to wake up. But it was not due to a psycho with a knife, it was due to my own thoughts of growing old, getting sick and dying. This is what forced me out of the dream.
But I'd like to get back to the exact moment when I woke up out of the dream. Because at that very instant, I had a major insight. I realized fully that the female in the stairwell, the stairwell itself, and myself (in the dream) arose within me, within the dream. I was the consciousness in which all of this dream was taking place.
Of course it wasn't difficult to "see" that what I was, was also, the consciousness in which all of this so called life is arising also. Even all the gurus and their sites that I frequent on the internet, all are arising from within me. It was also immediately clear that the 3 states, dreaming, waking, sleeping, all arose within me also.
What is also understood is that you are going to read and take this in at an intellectual level, but what happened upon my "awakening" from the dream was not at the intellectual level. It was much deeper than that. It was at the level of insight, which involves my whole being.
But the absolute point of this post has to be and remains who or what I am. I am the consciousness in which this post is arising. I am the consciousness that is typing and reading this post. -
Thanks for sharing
Was just reminded of this in 'A New Earth' by Eckhart Tolle (though I guess Thusness is going to correct us on the non-duality aspect
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THE DREAMER AND THE DREAM
Nonresistance is the key to the greatest power in the universe. Through
it, consciousness (spirit) is freed form its imprisonment in form. Inner
nonresistance to form – whatever is or happens – is a denial of the absolute
reality of form. Resistance makes the world and the things of the world
appear more real, more solid, and more lasting than they are, including your
own form identity, the ego. It endows the world and the ego with a heaviness
and an absolute importance that makes you take yourself and the world very
seriously. The play of form is then misperceived as a struggle for survival,
and when that is your perception, it becomes your reality.
The many things that happen, the many forms that life takes on, are of
an ephemeral nature. They are all fleeting. Things, bodies and egos, events,
situations, thoughts, emotions, desires, ambitions, fears, drama... they come,
pretend to be allimportant, and before you know it they are gone, dissolved
into the nothingness out of which they came. Where they ever real? Were
they ever more than a dream, the dream of form?
When we wake up in the morning, the night's dream dissolves, and we
say, “Oh, it was only a dream. It wasn't real.” But something in the dream
must have been real otherwise it could not be. When death approaches, we
may look back on our life and wonder if it was just another dream. Even now
you may look back on last year's vacation or yesterday's drama and see that it
is very similar to last night's dream.
There is the dream, and there is the dreamer of the dream. The dream
is a shortlived play of forms. It is the world – relatively real but not absolutely real. Then there is the dreamer, the absolute reality in which the forms come and go. The dreamer is not the person. The person is part of the dream. The dreamer is the substratum in which the dream appears, that which makes the dream possible. It is the absolute behind the relative, the timeless behind time, the consciousness in and behind form. The dreamer is consciousness itself – who you are.
To awaken within the dream is our purpose now. When we are awake within the dream, the egocreated earthdrama comes to an end and a more benign and wondrous dream arises. This is the new earth. -
Thanks AEN,
That quote is right on the money!
By the way, did you notice I had the nightmare on Halloween!
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Oh yah...Originally posted by JonLS:By the way, did you notice I had the nightmare on Halloween! 
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Oh gd luck you , one night i got a very strange or maybe can be considered as nightmare i suspect maybe from my previous brush with taoism incident . I dreamt that i became a puppet for the master of my friends sintua and i couldn't even move myself but only he could control my body and he used my body to fight against another evil master and we won it . Then i woke up liao . First time i have such dreams .
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Consciousness also wants us to realise the process of getting old, sick and death and why the one has become the many. Change and manifestation are the all, therefore Consciousness are has always been the all. The nature is empty.Originally posted by JonLS:It's 5am, I've just awoken out of a nightmare and got up out of bed to post this while it's still fresh in my experience, in my memory.
In the nightmare I'm walking down some stairs with a female beside me, we start going around the corner, when suddenly, I see the hands and fingers of the female severed from her body and fall to the ground. I don't see what happened or who did it, but instinct has me turning around and going in the opposite direction. I get out of the stairwell and am in the hall when I pass some more stairs and I notice a person coming down those stairs with a large razor-sharp blade in his hand. I don't stop, I keep walking AWAY from this person. But suddenly the dream has turned really intense and this wakes me up.
This is very much like what happened to me in real life. Life was so difficult, so intense, there was so much suffering from all the thoughts I was having that I was "forced" to wake up. But it was not due to a psycho with a knife, it was due to my own thoughts of growing old, getting sick and dying. This is what forced me out of the dream.
But I'd like to get back to the exact moment when I woke up out of the dream. Because at that very instant, I had a major insight. I realized fully that the female in the stairwell, the stairwell itself, and myself (in the dream) arose within me, within the dream. I was the consciousness in which all of this dream was taking place.
Of course it wasn't difficult to "see" that what I was, was also, the consciousness in which all of this so called life is arising also. Even all the gurus and their sites that I frequent on the internet, all are arising from within me. It was also immediately clear that the 3 states, dreaming, waking, sleeping, all arose within me also.
What is also understood is that you are going to read and take this in at an intellectual level, but what happened upon my "awakening" from the dream was not at the intellectual level. It was much deeper than that. It was at the level of insight, which involves my whole being.
But the absolute point of this post has to be and remains who or what I am. I am the consciousness in which this post is arising. I am the consciousness that is typing and reading this post. -
btw just like to share this verse. I saw this just now through a link http://www.ultrafeel.tv/advaita-art-poetry-shabkar-tsokdrug-rangdrol-nothingness-permanence-plurality-oneness/
It is not permanent, since it does not exist at all.
It is not nothingness, since it is vividly clear and awake.
It is not oneness, since many things are cognised and known.
It is not plurality, since the many things known are inseparable in one taste.
(Shabkar Tsokdrug Rangdrol)
and coincidentally, a few hours later while searching through some books in a bookstore I come across some books by Chokyi Nyima Rinpoche, and I saw a commentary on that exact same verses (it's a long text, the four verses are just part of it)
and coincidentally I was just came across an article by this rinpoche from his book yesterday on the net -
Thusness,
Your signature says it all!
"IS"