DreamMaster - Part II Dream -- 03/06/79
Don, Jody and myself have been called before a council headed by Morgana - I get the feeling that she didn't request it - a woman, heavy-set with black/grey hair did - her name is never mentioned - but she is angry, arms outflung, she screams that "all our present difficulties have come from their awareness" and she launches a tirade against Carolyn - Morgana flushes but does not retaliate - Carolyn is seated with us "then how is it, if not for your daughter's rebellion, that they know of this?" - with that she gestures and a section of wall projects the place where Carolyn took me once, the city where I had dreamed I'd been when I was a child - "I demand to know !!" - Carolyn stands, regal - "I saw no harm to show a novice his destiny - for he'd not recognize it as such" - "He is no novice" comes the woman's reply- "He seeks to be your magickal partner" - at that I blaze "Untrue! If I did seek such a thing, my own code would preclude it so long as Ayeisha is wed - and she and her mother are aware of that!" "Silence!" the woman roars, gesturing, gesticulating and forming a cone above my words - "You have no say here!" "The hell I don't" and counter with a sensation of vertigo sweeping through the councilroom - the woman staggers and she calls on Morgana to aid her - Morgana does not - I walk through snakes illusioned on the floor to the woman - "Morgana aid me" - I sense no movement from Carolyn's mother - "All of you, he'll undo you" are her last words - I reach for her throat - Don's hand on my shoulder - I stop - "Look, she's fading" someone says - I look - the woman is fading, drifting away - I raise my eyes to Morgana on her throne - "Too long this breach, this schism, has gone unhealed - remember me, I am one who could rule-" and in my speaking of the words I know their truth "but choose against it - because of love of the little things in people" - and I turn to face Don and Jody, speaking all the while - "I choose - I CHOOSE - to cast my fate with these two - two who have been alternately cast out or used - NEVER again - " I turn to Morgana - "she knows" comes Don's voice - "What is your wish?" from Morgana - and Carolyn stands beside Jody - "We" - emphasis "wish a healing, before your grandson comes aware"- Morgana comes off her throne - "I will grant you that which you desire" - still, I am angry - "Yes, do that - it is always better to grant that which you have no power over anyway" - at that Jody says to me "It is enough - do not antagonize" - I turn again to Morgana "I did not seek to anger you, I would have peace" - as the dream endsDream -- 07/07/79
There is a force which is leeching energy from the psychics of this plane. Carolyn comes to us, seeking our aid in locating it. We go to a small town near the Maryland-Virginia line - it has been drained of its psychics' energies. Carolyn requests that we search out the past for clues. Don and Jody go back six months, but I go back only a few days. I learn that Carolyn knows of this being because it tried taking her energies. I confront her in a time just before we left for the small town. Joe is with her and he wields a double-headed axe; he has a long mustache and his hair is dark black, but his eyes have no spark in them. I do not remark upon it. I confront her. "You already know how and who this force is-" She breaks in, "Yes, but it is extremely dangerous for me to contain it." Don and Jody re-enter this sphere. Don says, "We found nothing." Jody adds, "Save a grave that had no body in it." He says, "Dear, that means nothing." And Jody flares, "The absence of a thing can be just as telling as its presence." And Carolyn nods. She turns and walks to a rock outcropping - a being is materializing there, shimmering in silver and gold. She places a mystic cage around it, and charges the bars with death-dealing energies. The being speaks, "I live upon forces, can be many faces." She answers, "Your presence here confirms that, but the absence of the body of a dead psychic convicts you as well. Circe, what name was on the gravestone?" Jody responds, "Gunther B'oz." Don starts at that for some reason. Carolyn whips her cloak about her. "Vampire," she intones, "reveal your true nature." And the cage constricts closer. The being's colours shift to a muddy, smoky, musty grey and then solidifies. A young man stands there. "Gunther…" whispers Carolyn, too low for any but myself to hear above the wind. He raises his walking stick to strike her, but I push her down out of harm's way. Joe swings his axe, but B'oz is faster and upon him immediately. I pull him off, but feel inch long nails scrape the side of my face, and the features melt into evil. It takes him a few seconds to regain Gunther's features, and in that time, Carolyn nudges him out of this sphere. I demand, "Who was Gunther B'oz to you?" of her. "A lover from an earlier time," but Don breaks in. "Gunther B'oz? Strange, in a previous life, a Gunther was my twin - my name was Duncan." And Carolyn looks at him strangely as the dream ends.Dream -- 08/24/79
We are in a valley - Don, Jody and myself. The valley is surrounded by impossibly high mountains, white-topped. As we walk through the valley, scenes seem to take place before our eyes, as if we were watching several movies going on at once. They show different parts of our lives. In one, Don and Jody are in another place, but the scene is of their apartment on Charles Street. As we watch the door, Rob Preston enters. We draw back to a white house with a porch; a little girl has just run into the house, but her face was turned away so we couldn't see it. Suddenly it is snowing all around us. I slip protective energies around Don and Jody, and flash to the source of this snowstorm. In a red-misted room, veils of silk are on the walls and ceiling (green, grey and blue). Seated on pillows with Arabic or Mid-East designs on them is Carolyn. She turns in surprise as I enter. I look at her hands, they are glowing. On each finger is a different scene; I see Don and Jody's apartment reflected, also Rob Preston. In a third, I am kissing a dark-haired woman whose face is in shadow. She demands, "How did you know it is me?" I answer, "I did not until I asked." She responds, "It is too late, done." I say, "No, not quite," and flash away, feeling her mind reaching after me to stop me leaving with the knowledge. I sense reality shifting - before me is Alexandra - she is naked and asks me to make love to her. I am drawn, yet can feel that this is not a true situation. I go toward the place that holds Don and Jody, but when I reach the point to join them, I feel a barrier there. I sense Carolyn about to take this knowledge of her actions from me. I whirl and there is a black negative image of her facing me. I sense a whirling effect and try only to break into my prime conscious self as the dream ends.Dream -- 09/29/79
Carolyn confronted me above a chasm robed in maroon, astride a beast similar to a horse but winged, red, and with red eyes that ate away at your soul - I could sense my aura, the purest but lightest green away from pastel - "What do you ask?" from Carolyn - "Meaning, purpose, perspective" - she took me astride her beast and we rode, but everything flowed past us, instead of we past all else - Nicholas my cat was on my shoulder purring - we arrived - no place - just a distance away so that we were where what had happened to order our earth-existence occurred - I saw that space and time permeate each other - these concepts are not only interchangeable but inseparable - they are one - and that our universe was in this vastness - but that there were spores, introduced into this flow of things that were similar in duration to exploding fireworks - when their span ended, they scattered within the timespace frame - scattered throughout what we know as time - these spores remnants recombined with other remnants and produced life within the timespace frame - sometime after this an agent not of this introduced a certain spore, containing capacity potential to go beyond the timespace frame - this too dissipated with its resultant energies seeking forms which already asked large questions about the nature of how things work - periodic checks were done on this time frame and in our infinite wisdom we referred to them as unexplainable phenomena (UFO's, etc.) - on one occasion called the Star of Three a massing of energies brought the span knowledge of one of these agents to a life form of this frame - he began with twelve and then 12X12X12X12… cellular education - but he was a threat to political considerations, who removed him - the Star of Three is not an earthknown fact - it took the massing of energies from three stars to project span knowledge to our level - and these stars died in supernova explosion (with untold numbers of inhabitants) - Wicca grew from Star of Three - these agents are preparing a return for another Star of Three event - but this will come en masse to toll doom - the earlier agent who'd brought in a higher potential capacity factor seeks to prevent this - he "entered" our frame in the year 1946 due to a gap in our reality, and remained until 1953's end - he sought to quicken the slowly ripening higher awareness acuity factor by affecting genetic changes in individuals - Maryland-Virginia-Pennsylvania contain a high preponderance of these individuals - and that these changes would quicken faster in each successive generation of these individuals - at this point Carolyn thought of Jason (her son) and of Chris and Aaron ( a mother and child, friends of mine) and I stopped and noted and probed her on Morgana - she fucking nearly burnt my brain out with all the love and hate and pain - and the word bounced in every facet of my existence, only it was Carolyn and then Morgana - Mary - inside of each other in infinite reflection screaming MAMA!!! - down all of time - I focused awareness in question -?- "Morgana attempted to grasp all of this once and was maddened by it" - I wondered at why I - and was interrupted "because you are so untouched, you can grasp concepts others can't" - "And you," I shot - "because I trained for centuries to grasp it" - envy(?) - (by this time there were hummings along psychics' place and some were aware that major events occurred).Dream -- 10/26/79
We are in a small town in Virginia - Don and I. Jody had to forego the trip because her brother was taken ill. This is a gathering of beings of power. We are in disguise, with staffs by our side - almost shepherds in appearance. We have come for a book that one reads backwards. It is of an African tribe, and supposedly has a chapter one entitled, The Dissolution of Realities. These beings have elected to come here now because there is a presidential visit about to occur which would take away the glare of publicity, focusing instead on Carter. We await the most propitious time to begin our meeting, playing a game of softball to pass the time. Two of the others here are supposedly magickal "cousins" of Don; their magickal names are Aurora and Phoenix - their real names are Stephanie Theresa Hill and Leah Reich. The first has brown hair, the other black. As we sit at a table afterward, playing a game of Tarot, Carolyn enters - with her fingers, she lights Don's joint, flame encrusting them. Don tells her to quit showing off - and he causes the skies to darken. Rain pours down as the dream ends.Dream -- 11/11/79
Imagine a huge plain of ebony shot through with sparks and bright flashing lights - like the outline of a spatial city - all kinds of intersecting paths are within - and I am above this looking down upon it with Carolyn - the lines and flashes point out the timeline existences of primal souls - there are two long red ones that meet, then flare, then part - over and over again - running parallel to these are green lines, beginning at later points - I know without saying that the first two lines represent Don and Carolyn, the second two, first Jody and then later, myself - outside of all of them is a long red and gold line going back to before Don and Carolyn - but there are patches of it missing as though an eraser had touched down to snatch parts of this one's potentials away - this line is Chris - there is a tremendous guilt radiating from Carolyn as she explains - " these lines are of future and past - I was sworn to you during this time and have broken that-" "Willingly?" I ask - "At first, but later, no - I am yet held upon a deviated path to the detriment of all" - looking at her I can see her eyes reflecting back all these myriad energies - "You were told once by this one" - she points to Chris' line - "that she wished your child -- I blocked that" "Why?" - "Look at the lines, where you and I must eventually intersect-" - I see, and begin "You wanted-" - "I wanted nothing, these things are ordained - that I should bear your child-" - "Obviously, this did not happen" - she smiles at that - "I broke the ordination - Don and Jody will have a powerful child - his name will be Michael Louis to honor you or Michael alone to honor him-" "I know this-" "But it is the fourth Knight of the Abyss that will be yours - his name will be David Sebastian - or her name (I start, because my thought was, suppose it's a girl) will be Shaanan Dwei" - "What will be their purpose?" - "Resolution of the Abyss that awaits-" "I don't understand" "You know the legend of the four horsemen?" "Yes" "That-" she pauses, looks over her line - "Twas my error in preventing Aaron to be yours, yet somehow you knew - Jason is mine - Aaron, Jason, Michael, David or Shaanan - will become Knights of the Abyss, each playing a separate role within the whole - it is the only way a balance can be retained-" her eyes swallow mine - "I am sorry for Chris - because her child sows the wind" - an anger rises in me for what this being ordains for Aaron - "And of Jason?" - tears spring to her eyes "Jason will fail because of my failure - Joseph's flaws shall be his after I depart" - she turns, her robe seems to shield her - "It is not his fault - I love Joe - that is the trait that will end me-" "I am sorry for you, Ayeisha-" "Learn your abilities quickly, Sebastian - for you may resolve all early deaths in this matter - fare thee well" - and she is gone, leaving me peering into the city of souls, feeling her soul dimmer than before - the dream ends.Dream -- 04/21/80
Her hair burns burgundy and the dying embers of the fire dim against her form. "You once wished me to grant a favor - in return…" and her voice is slowing and silent, then - Carolyn looks into my eyes, Her gown is gaunt, her being a skull of eyes and her form, mist holding the emptiest of sails in her soul. She burns her gaze to me. "Sebastian - you play a deadly gamble - the forfeiture." "At present, you have no choice in this matter - your vision is clouded by my environment." The fabric of the moment folds - she is in more dimensions than four; her face is planed and angles over mine. "What happens there can be reflected here - and in its wake, doom may follow." "The safest path secures for us only riddles - stop - the shadow play ends!" My voice ends on upbeat, demanding capitulation. "Very well." Her voice is ice, her eyes volcanoes of fire. She gestures and into that rounded chamber appears a rift; through it steps a horned one. She murmurs, "All of universes will hurtle inward at ______ (a place name), the riddle's pair await a champion - hasten it." And as it (she? I felt it to be her in demonic form!) rifts back into its space. She turns. "You have your wish - time will prove its wisdom," and the dream ends.