The Fall, revisited
Always a lover of books, but having neglected taking in some new ones until recently, I’ve been getting a lot out of Gurdjieff [interjected with] Ouspensky [injerjected by] Mouravieff {I’ll get back to reading those too, just a more interesting selection on the night table for a while} – and these have been great for sort of coming round full circle ; getting back to introspection-proper – the ways I liked to spend my time thinking about myself and the world before the practical survival stuff of adult life took center stage. This post relates to some new insight about older OBEs and mostly one particular dream that has been left suspended for want of fitting analysis and meaning, until now..
I don’t imagine that I’m completely unique in this regard, but as a young child and here and there as the years go by I’ve enjoyed tapping into mind and mental organization. Just sitting and tuning into information as it permeates the space around me. I have distinct memories of seeing physical limitations as strange and funny, and even proving I could know my way around the illusions… and that these clearer perspectives would probably give way to the walls (illusions) and such as I encountered lessons and opportunities within these constructs. Anyhow… sure enough, there’s daily life steam rolling along with all its own challenges. It seems to me that as I’ve been immersed in this thing called life it’s been an interesting challenge and joy to turn over and consider all the puzzle pieces along the way; to introject the symbolism, play with knowledge to see how it fits with me, how various pieces feel and what they mean for me and others around me. As such, I’ve found various memories and live experiences that relate to ‘how it is that I came to be here’ rise to the surface of my awareness now and again.
As these newer tidbits of metaphysical patterns (books by authors mentioned above) that jive with my experiences swirled around in my consciousness a few days ago, I (net) searched for some related concepts to see what I could dig up. Not a stranger to the Cassopeian Transcripts I happened along a particular portion of the ‘Wave series’ of said transcripts and found some relevant symbolism ["pot of gold" highlighted below] that has helped me make sense of seeming connected yet also disparate symbolism found in dreams and other experiences -the symbolism didn’t match up, but the feelings did:
Q: (L) At one point we were told that time was an illusion that came into being at the time of the “Fall” in Eden, and this was said in such a way that I inferred that there were other illusions put into place at that time…
A: Time is an illusion that works for you because of your altered DNA state.
Q: (L) Okay, what other illusions?
A: Monotheism, the belief in one separate, all powerful entity. The need for physical aggrandizement. Linear focus. Unidimensionality.
Q: (T) Is separate the key word in regard to Monotheism? [for a comprehensive discussion of monotheism, see the Grail Series.]
A: Yes.
Q: (L) Can you tell us a little bit about how these illusions are enforced on us, or how they are perceived by us?
A: If someone opens a door, and behind it you see a pot of gold, do you worry whether there is a poisonous snake behind the door hidden from view, before you reach for the pot of gold?
Q: (L) What does the gold represent?
A: Temptation to limitation.
Q: (L) What does the door represent?
A: Opening for limitation.
Q: (L) Was limitation presented as a pot of gold when, in fact, it was not?
A: What is snake?
Q: (T) The Lizards? (L) Who was the snake?
A: Result of giving into temptation without caution, i.e. leaping before looking.
Q: (L) Does that mean we did not open the door?
A: Yes.
Q: (T) Who opened the door?
A: Lizards.
Q: (L) So what you are saying to us is that the story of the temptation in Eden was the story of Humankind being led into this reality as a result of being tempted. So, the eating of the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil was…
A: Giving into temptation.
Q: (L) And this was a trick…
A: No! Tricks don’t exist!
Q: (T) Okay, no trick, a trap?
A: No! Traps don’t exist either. Free will could not be abridged if you had not obliged.
Q: (T) Now wait a minute. I am losing the whole train here. What were we before the “Fall?”
A: STO.
Q: (T) We are STS at this point because of what happened then?
A: Yes.
Q: (T) Okay, now, we were STO at that time. The Lizards opened the door, we are using this as an allegory, I guess; the Lizards opened the door and showed us a pot of gold hoping that we would reach in for the pot, or walk through the door, when they were waiting for us on the other side in order to take us over in some way. Am I on the right track?
A: Hoping is incorrect idea.
Q: (T) Okay, what was it they were trying to do by enticing us?
A: Trying is incorrect idea, continue to probe for learning opportunity.
Q: (T) We were 3rd density STO at this time. Was this after the battle that had transpired? In other words, were we on our own at that point, as opposed to before?
A: Was battle.
Q: (L) The battle was in us?
A: Through you.
Q: (T) The battle was through us as to whether we would walk through this doorway… (L) The battle was fought through us, we were literally the battleground. (T) Was the battle over whether or not we walked through that door?
A: Close.
Q: (T) Okay, we were STO at that point. You have said before that on this density we have the choice of being STS or STO.
A: Oh Terry, the battle is always there, it’s “when” you choose that counts!
Q: (T) This must tie into why the Lizards and other aliens keep telling people that they have given their consent for abduction and so forth. We were STO and now we are STS.
A: Yes, “When” you went for the gold, you said “Hello” to the Lizards and all that that implies.
Q: (T) Okay, that was what I was trying to get at. You said that the Lizards, or the forces of STS opened the door.
A: No. Shouldn’t say opened. We said “opened” only to introduce you to the concept, so that you would understand.
Q: (L) So, let’s let go of the part that somebody “opened” the door. (T) The door was always there and always open. I was just trying to work with the analogy. So, the concept is that, as STO beings we had the choice of either going for the gold or not. By going for the gold, we became STS beings because going for the gold was STS.
A: Yes.
Q: (T) And, in doing so, we ended up aligning ourselves with the 4th density Lizard Beings…
A: Yes.
Q: (T) And by doing so we gave 4th density STS permission to do whatever they wish with us?
A: Close.
Q: (T) So, when they tell us that we gave them permission to abduct us, as many people have reported from their abduction experiences, it is this they are referrring to?
A: Close.
Q: (J) Go back to what they said before: “Free will could not be abridged if you had not obliged.” (T) We, as the human race, used our free will to switch from STO to STS. (L) So, at some level we have chosen the mess we are in and that is the Super Ancient Legend of the Fallen Angel, Lucifer. That is us. We fell by falling into that door, so to speak, going after the pot of gold, and when we fell through the door, the serpent bit us!
A: But this is a repeating syndrome.
Q: (L) Is it a repeating syndrome just for the human race or is it a repeating syndrome throughout all of creation?
A: It is the latter.
Q: (L) Is this a repeating syndrome throughout all of creation simply because it is the cyclic nature of things? Or is it as the Indians call it, Maya?
A: Either or.
Q: (T) We are working with the analogy. The gold was an illusion. The gold was not what we perceived it to be. It was a temptation that was given to us…
A: No temptation, it was always there. Remember Dorothy and the Ruby slippers? Think of the Ruby slippers. What did Glenda tell Dorothy???
Q: (J) You can always go home. (L) You have always had the power to go home…
A: Yes.
Q: (L) So, we always have the power to return to being STO? Even in 3rd density?
A: Yes.
Repeating OBE
Many years ago after an intense experience meeting Source / my higher self, I asked the question, “How did I get here?”. I reasoned that fear is probably the biggest limiter when it comes to blocking out information we think we can’t see, so I asked again “How did I get here?” and added that I was ready for a true answer however shocking it may (or may not) be. The answer played out in repeating out of body experiences:
Over a period of several months I had many out of body experiences that were very similar. Each time I would be lying in bed very awake and as soon as I felt that hypnagogic slump, I would jolt awake again to find my body paralyzed. I could sense my room, the bed, all my physical senses, but I could not wiggle or move in any way. Needless to say this was pretty disturbing the first several times this happened (it helps to educate oneself with a book on ’separation symptoms’ like Astral Dynamics by Robert Bruce). What happened next would vary a bit from one experience to the next. Usually I would start hearing strange sounds, very much like overhearing distant space signals and tuning into some while tuning away from others. Sometimes there was music.
Within a minute or so I would suddenly PoP back into full functionality, but in a completely different realm where I was bodiless and could sense in all directions at once -a kind of spatial feeling/sight. I could reach out with my consciousness and sense different things in the space around me, like concentrations of energy. Soon I picked up on a conscious entity of some sort, so I flew over to it. It was positioned near a doorway of some kind. It said (telepathically) “this is where you want(ed) to go”, implied that I’d asked for this experience, “but you might not be able to get back” (seemed like a practical disclosure more than a threat or anything like that).
As I pondered the option of entering the doorway, suddenly I feel this immense pulling sensation, as though the entity is pulling me toward the doorway against my will. I resisted. The pressure continued to increase until I felt something like panic and fear of death like I never have in life -it felt like I was ‘fighting for my soul’. This lasted for a while; every time I felt certain that I could not continue holding out against the pressure, I would manage to keep hanging on. Just as the pressure got unbearable… POP and I’m back in my bedroom breathing heavy and jumping up to walk around my room.
This went on for several months and for a while it got to the point that if I felt the paralysis starting to happen I would will myself to move until I could, and then stay up to avoid the experiences. Eventually I tried a different approach, which was to go into the doorway. This time when I transitioned to the bodiless realm I flew straight over to the meeting spot but the entity was no longer there. I moved toward where the portal had been and tried to fly through where it had been before. I kept going and going and finally bumped up against a humming energy barrier of some kind. Try as I might I could not penetrate the barrier. Every attempt to force my way through just bounced me back harder, the stronger I tried.
There were many variations about what this might mean, as I thought about it over the several months these events took place, but going back to the framing question one thing was clear, it had to do with ‘how I got here’. It wasn’t like a personal reliving so much as how it is I/my-human-family/self got here. More recently I have all this supplemental validating information that tie these experiences to a revisiting of ‘the Fall’, when I or humankind were given an option to choose service to self over service to others; an option to explore physical reality and all its gratification games [for what it's worth, I don't think it's a choice so much as step along the path of individuation, but that's a whole other topic]. When the ’struggle for my soul’ took place and the pressure kept building, I essentially relived The Fall. As the pressure grew and grew I could feel myself taking on such weight -the gravity!- and limitations blocking me in, until CLUNK I was back in my body>bedroom>earth breathing hard, jumped up walking around my blackened room forgetting who I am though I somehow know this breathing I must have a name. Until it returned to me I focused on the cyclic breathing and how this rhythm seemed to propel the walking breathing vehicle ever onward in search of survival and safety.
Pot of gold, hunh? That’s what caught my eye… The following dream now makes much more sense (and sheds light on the pieces yet to find a place):
I’m underwater wearing scuba gear. I’ve ‘gone below’ to find some ‘great treasure’ -that is my mission. The symbolism of ‘treasure’ was very much like a shining pot of gold. I look up to the surface of the water and see the edge of an island that I’m swimming around. I see the sun and ripples of water on the surface before turning my attention back to the depths. The treaure should be just under this ledge, I remember thinking. Then the dream shifts, as though I’m not the first character looking for treasure, but part of a second group going back to find out what happened to the first expedition.
I meet up with my other party members. We have to regroup and get some supplies. Suddenly we’re in some kind of public building, almost like a shopping mall, on the mainland. As we’re making plans to go back out to the island we hear some commotion and find out that some great storm is sweeping in. This is where it gets a little weird because the ’storm’ comes with all sorts of imagery, like some swarm of zombie infection taking over the population. We must decide if we are going to go home or head back to the island -closer to the approaching storm. Some of us want to end the expedition and go home, and some of us want to head into the storm and carry out our reconnaissance mission.
I wanted to continue on to the island, but decide to check the feasibility of going home because other party members want to do that. We find out that the storm is already here and we can’t go home; we have to ride out the storm. At that point I have to use the bathroom, so I follow the signs and head down little hallway toward the restroom. As I approach the door I see there is a person who seems to be sort of manning the door –letting people in one at a time. I start to think “must be a line for the bathroom, I guess a lot of people are stuck here”, but as I get closer to the person manning the door I see that they are not really a ‘person’ in the normal sense, but rather a stitchling type of thing, as if someone else’s skin has been cut off and sewn onto this creature. The eyes are bulgy, the face doesn’t quite fit. Creepy, to say the least. But, he/she smiles as I approach and opens the door for me. Yeah, scary skin-wearing creature, but I had to pee! and I was mostly thinking about the approaching storm and getting back to my party to see what would happen next.
I go inside and look for the toilets, but the bathroom turns out to be this cavernous room with many sections separated by curtains like in a hospital ward. It’s like an assembly line. There are many other people going through some kind of process and there’s no turning back; I can’t go out the way I came in. I’m being chuted ever closer to the end room where there is some kind of table with big rollers, like an old fashioned clothes wringer. People are made to lie down and then all their guts are squished out! Then they are repackaged somehow into their ’skin’. Horrible, no? When it comes my turn I ask, “Will it hurt?” to which another stitchling creature says, “only for a second”. I remember feeling a great pressure and mounting pain, then nothing
-END DREAM
I wonder about the ‘approaching storm’ and the connected imagery of it being a zombie takeover of some kind. I’m reminded yet again of the Wave Series, in which ‘the wave’ is the same concept as evolution from 3d to 4d, or ‘the harvest’ as mentioned in the bible or the Ra Material. -the idea that when the next great cycle of change occurs there will be a split where some graduate to the next density, and the others cycle back through 3rd density for another great cycle. As mentioned in the transcript excerpt above, I think that liberation can happen at any time, but that ‘the wave/harvest’ is a deciding turning point where those even close to grasping 3d lessons are candidates for 4d, and because the ‘closed system’ experiment does run out of energy from time to time it must reconnect to the macro-, thus resetting the stage for beings here who are not yet ready to progress out of physical limitations… self gratification, etc.
I think the ‘zombie storm’ of my dream was symbolic for the growing pressure -the General Law- which keeps people ‘in their place’. So too, the Law of Exception (counter divine law) grows in intensity. Balance is sought: those wallowing in a gray ocean of learning opportunities not yet grasped tend to become the fingers of the General Law, they become zombies / agents and personification of the Physcial realm trying to hang on to as many people as possible. And this pressure makes it even easier for those who are somewhat more clear on what’s been learned (more introspective) to see the path back out of this puzzle.
This isn’t a dark view of the world so much as an eye for the metaphysics. Biolgical life plays an important part in the Ray of Creation. Through physical beings the channel of Diversification is able to bring about ever more layers and flavors of creation. We’re on the cutting edge of reality, so to speak. The two forces (the general law and the law of exception) balance each other and keep the octaves flowing yet distinct from one another. As always, it’s up to each person to develop their individuality and find their own path through the labrynth. Same taste of truth, different errant pieces falling into an order: zombie plague as thunderstorm that squished out my being and repackaged it into an unsightly skin suit> A more subjective and interesting story version compared to the ‘walkthrough’ version via OBE.