Awake in the Dream

Imagine with me:

You’re stuck on a boat
in the midst of wild seas
just you against the elements

You open your eyes and find
you’re surrounded by water on all sides
as far as the eye can see
to the limits you perceive
it is just you and your vessel
set adrift in the sea

After a while you get used to
this maritime style of life
some days go by fine
others are kind of wild
we jump forward now
to one of those types

You’re battling the elements
back to the wall
more than once already
its nearly been man overboard
the waves are battering
every inch of the ship
and you’re worn almost raw
as you struggle to stay in
whilst keeping adrift

And then
in an instant
the storm quickly lifts
the sun shines instead
as the birds do their thing

The entire scene quickly changes
as does your frame of mind
at this moment it feels sublime
and truly great to be alive
you breathe in the fresh air
take in the blue seas
and feel all together wonderful

But now lets perceive
from a wider lens and viewpoint
and for once truly see
we Witness a different image
as a child is revealed
sitting happily splashing in a bathtub
such great joy they feel
as their toy boat floats
upon the imaginary seas
and perched inside the craft
we see their pretend mini me
and the story of their adventures
as told previously

Ah, feel the tension go
it so silently recedes
as what me previously believed
is now seen differently

The truth of this story
is the truth of reality
because ultimately
you are both perspectives

The Inner Sense playing happily
and the Adulterated, battle weary

Both at the same time
but only one is real life

Think about it like this
the child represents
a larger, truer aspect of Self
whilst via the medium
of the waters which forget
you become embroiled in
the saga on the ship
which only seems so real
as long as you think it is
but any any moment
you can snap
back to your real Self

This has immense implications
for your day to day living
because
all this you see
exists in an imaginary realm
none of it is truly real
which is why it will end
and also why we spend
two thirds in suspense
with a third at rest
because we’re powered
from our depths
by that same Inner Sense

So stop and ask your Self:

If the choice did present
between being the imaginer or imagined
which one do you think makes sense
as the one to place your bet
if you want to get out of this
because you’ve got to spin the wheel
that is
after all
the deal
of incarnation

And for the adult to believe
the inner child must make it real
for that mode of consciousness
is akin to a callous
stretched over your authentic perceptions

Via the very act of disconnection
it plugs you into this realm
and via the forced perspect
you then invest
in the only Game in town

Hint,
it isn’t

Its all in your head
but that isn’t from whence
your consciousness springs
so if you take these strands and weave
then a whole new scene
is swiftly perceived
as we fuse limitless creativity
with the experience of “me”

and thus co-create
whole heartedly
we’re awake
awake in the dream

Imagine
imagine with me
all will be revealed
because what seems
like mysteries
are simply untold histories
as the greatest tool
in the hands of the Opponent
is the mind of his Victim
because the Reality Tunnel you’re digging
is simply an option
so what if you relax your grip?
Take a moment to chill?
Better yet, melt
Thats more my thing
because the frozen emotions
that you dare not express
but constantly repress
from the day the subroutine
“Stop crying“
was etched into your consciousness
and birthed a new deal

One you’d live to regret
but also
never question

This can make
a little slice of heaven
feel like a personalized hell
as you’re battered
by the elements
that won’t relent
as you’re set adrift
in this realm
with no clue or conception
of what truly is happening
nor the strength within
and how you were limited
then tricked to invest
in a tale of suffering and discontent
that is sprinkled with some niceness
just to bring the contrast in

In effect
what I’m saying
is what if the boat had an engine
and there was a beautiful island
in the distance
where people were waiting
for your arrival
so they could start the celebration?

What if I said the key needed to spin
this vessel to another octave
is a heady mix of breathing
intention and attention

Nothing you didn’t already possess
but plenty you never questioned.

Till we meet again