One day while taking a daily nap on the couch in the living room at the summerhouse, I heard aunt cursing in a way which would've been quite unlike her. As I opened my eyes, I didn't see aunt anywhere nearby.
I read some Quincy patents (negative mass and wormholes to hyperspace) and found that it fits together with Meyl and my prior interpretations. Had a chat about vorticular fields with uncle. He described a couple of anomalies which he had experienced, close to the summerhouse.
Green fog
There was a stone, which had made him feel strange. While fixing a fence over there, he felt being drained of energy. One day he had tried to meditate while sitting on the stone. It had been difficult for him to concentrate, as his mind was constantly filled with a green fog of some sort.
He showed me the spot, and it made me feel a bit nauseated. Not a very good place for meditating, imho. I did not attempt to.
No clue what could've been wrong with that place. Though, at some point we find an iron stone close by.
Heap of stones
While camping at another spot, uncle had seen / dreamt of flying saucers. He also described a close encounter in which the working mechanism of a saucer was explained to him.
Over the years, things had changed around that spot. In the meantime, a Sorbus tree had died and fallen, and the heap of stones had grown a bit. He had slept with his head towards the East (in reference to how Shamans sleep), I think.
Instead of dreaming of alien
tech, I decided to camp there to help resolve my own issues. The first
time I thought I would go and meditate there, sister called. Then during
the call, my eye started to hurt and kept running water. Sister's phone call lasted for uncomfortably long, too. Tried my best to endure but had to leave after the phone call. Failed to meditate that day. Set up camp because of this.
Without thinking much about it, I slept with my head towards North (in reference to how yogis sleep, or how Thoth slept). I think that for Shamans it's important to explore the astral as much as possible. Though, yogis would probably prefer to "condense" their consciousness instead of spreading it across the astral.
Most of my dreams were nothing special. There were a few things which stood out, though.
Dream: Brain surgery
A surgeon girl showed me some new equipment. She set up a bunch of cuboid blocks on the table, then tweaked their frequencies and connected them to a hand-held probe of sorts. Instead of cutting tissues, she pointed light with specific frequencies at different regions of the tissues.
I think the idea was that neurons not only react to electrical signals, but to optical signals as well. She also explained that localization and pointing accuracy were not all that important, for since nothing would be damaged by the optical signals, the brain would readjust itself and recover in just a day or two.
Dream: Spinning crystal
The dream itself was about something else - me and someone else were traveling. I decided to continue along some railroad tracks but happened to take a brief pause.
During the pause, I took a big magnet like what Theoria Apophasis had and put it on the ground. I then took a tiny crystal, put it on top of the magnet and spun it. It roamed across the magnet in an interesting way and I found it fun to observe.
Someone else appeared and placed a similar magnet on the ground. He then took a large crystal, put it on top of the magnet and spun it. The crystal was large enough for me to notice what was going on within the crystal. It looked as if the crystal spanned at least 4 or 5 dimensions instead of 3. The crystal was not only spinning in the first 3 dimensions, for its projection onto 3D space was morphing (it changed shape). This was even more fun to observe, even though I couldn't quite comprehend what was going on.
