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Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Petrification

Happened to read about the Sansevero Chapel. Plenty of occult symbolism, statues that are impossible to sculpt and other bizarre stuff.

Started to wonder about the statues. Thanks to synchronicity, found a site (Google Translate from Russian) describing different methods of petrification (converting things into stone). Original link for native Russian readers. This also clears up a lot of confusion that I had regarding some granite megaliths in America with handprints in them.

Logical but just didn't occur to me in this context before. It's possible for one element to carry the essence of another and re-manifest it.

Today I realized that I've been using time to separate and categorize my experiences. Shouldn't do that. Shouldn't tie them to time.

Dreams

One of them: walked outside, through the apartment wall. It's snowing. "What the, snowing in late July? Pff .. Estonian Summer (TM)"

Another: woke up somewhere else. Knew I was somewhere else before opening the eyes. Couldn't remember where, though. Red rubber flooring, cheap bed, barely any furniture. Moved the blanket aside, stood up and went looking for the bathroom. Had travelled a lot with Mom and arrived late last night. An acquaintance of an acquaintance offered a place to stay for the night. The host came and greeted me. An indie .. they're very rare around here. Felt a bit embarrassed at first, as I didn't have any daily clothes on. He didn't even pay attention to such a minor detail. Anyway, some time later Mom also woke up and we left. Astral - no hassle with any doors, as all of them are open or there are no doors. Also, the sunlight and the buildings - everything was far brighter and more vibrant than in this realm. Yup, definitely astral. We were going downhill. ..::WeEEeeE::.. Hopped to the ground, tummy first, to bounce into the air and fly around. Note that I don't have a beer belly, but still .. seemed like a fun thing to do. Mom was a bit more grumpy.

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