Very interesting dreams there, Roger. My parents would have loved to have had one of those muzzles as I was growing up...
It is fascinating to think that we may very well be getting glimpses of other worlds as we sleep or in deep meditation... Whether we are or not, I suppose, some would argue the case... Yet, there is sometimes a sense of wonder and connectedness that is hard to put a finger on and why shouldn't this be possible and even appropriate? We have been reminded repeatedly that we are all ONE and that includes every being in the known and unknown universe.
On this dream note... last year I had a dream about a planet that dripped with Methane. It was much to that planet and the life there as Oxygen is to ours. I woke up and of course thought...COOL! but as the hours passed began to doubt myself and any reality to this dream glimpse. but then that evening on a documentary I learned about a moon scientists are investigating that appears to be Methane based...even supporting rivers of the stuff. It was either of Uranus or Neptune I think...Been awhile so I don't remember much about it now, only that I felt a tiny grain of satisfaction maybe even confirmation, knowing that maybe...just maybe I did indeed experience via my dream a planet in a far away solar system.
Don't you feel sometimes like we are Dorothy waking up in OZ!
Sandy
P.S.
You wrote...
I cannot remember much of what I was told but there seemed to be some conflict with the people on the other side of the mountain range. This was a technological culture appearently at about our level.
You know that reminds me of a song that has been playing through my mind today...
Remember this...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HKx0tdlxMfY
One Tin Soldier (The Legend of Billy Jack)
by Dennis Lambert & Brian Potter, performed by The Original Caste (1970)
This song was performed by Jinx Dawson and Coven in the movie "Billy Jack" (1971)
Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.