A strange dream

This afternoon, I took an unexpected nap and had a strange dream. I woke up and typed what I could remember into this post for you.

This afternoon, I was on a Zoom call watching a slideshow depicting all the goddesses in the world: paintings and images, statues and carvings, images etched into cups and bowls, columns of temples and the walls of caves — when I dozed off.

I dreamed that I was watching a woman’s face change and change and change. Always, it was the same woman - only her face changed. Oh, I realized, the goddesses are all one goddess. And in the dream, I thought: I knew that. And I laughed.

But the dream was not yet done with me. In the dream, I began talking to a young man who had never been outside. He had never encountered nature - as nature. He knew what nature was - he’d seen tress and flowers and lilacs blowing in the breeze through the window of the screen of his computer, his smartphone.

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As I watched, the technology became so advanced that he could smell and touch and interact with the things on the screen as if they were real - and they were so lifelike that he could walk through a virtual forest, touching the trees, pulling apples from the branches. He could bite into virtual fruits and feel the crunch against his teeth, taste the cool crisp sweetness.

Technology continued to advance and soon, he could bite into a virtual apple and receive real nourishment. Now, in virtual reality, he could smell the flowers in the rose garden and, a moment later, leap from the orchard to the beach, where he could swim with whales or watch the sun setting into the ocean.

The apple trees, fashioned on the DNA and cellular structure of nature’s trees were complete fascimiles. The particles of sand on the beach were cool and granular. He could lift a handful of sand and let it sift through his fingers. Everything seemed real.

We had now made a virtual world that was an exact duplicate of the natural world. There was no detectable difference - and so our bodies flourished, eating this virtually generated food.

Until, one day, the internet stopped working and everyone walked out of their houses and met the real nature. “It looks so real,” they said. Encountering real trees, real animals, real grass, real sunlight. It was then, in the dream, that I began to wake up to the sense of the presence of the guides. they were laughing and telling me. This is is how we (us and you) made the world. They showed me the face of the one goddess and told me, This is Nature.” It is she who fills in the world.

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The world that forms itself on the screen of your mind (and ours) becomes real through Her. For She is the force of matter and form. She is the holder of the real and the holy. Nature is the body of the world.

I thought back on the dream and how the technology had reproduced nature on the screen. The man saw things on the screen (which were not real) and, through technology, he created a virtual reality inside of which he could experience them. As he experienced them virtually, Nature made them real. In other words, Nature read the images in his mind and sensed his desire to experience these things and She created them in reality. She filled them in all around him. In reality. Weird.

Are the guides playing with the Simulation Hypothesis? I think so.

The guides laugh and laugh. Your world is indeed a simulation, made for you, by you - working co-creatively with us and with Nature. You made it as it is. And so, you, working in this same way - with us - can make it any way you choose.

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This dream, which I have just dreamed, leaves me feeling hopeful and strange.

I am just sending this. Without changing it or adding commentary. I’d love to hear your response. What do you make of this?