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1720116/20150405a) Eve, MEV and the SIS. April 5, 2015

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00:21 GMT (Greenwich Mean Time),
Jamal, 16th Baha, 172 BE
Beauty, Honour of Splendour
Year number 1, Alif, (the letter “A”),
Vahid number 10, Hubb, (Love), 
Kull-i-Shay (Fullness of Time), number 1, Alif, (A),
Yaum Al-Ahad, 15th Jumada Al-Thani, 1436 AH
First Day of the week, of The Second or Last Parched Month
Sunday, 5th April 2015 AD
Easter Saturday
“Skyfall”. Eve Moneypenny? Reminds me of a dream:-I was walking along a seldom used road on the outskirts of town. I came to the entrance to a rambling site, a brown site perhaps, many acres of rambling overgrown, unkempt waste land. At the entrance, similar to the old model of Concorde welcoming folks to Heathrow, on the right hand side of the entrance, going in, with trees beyond it behind the perimeter fence, was what looked similar to a MEV (Martian Exploration Vehicle) from the feature film “Thunderbirds are Go!” from 1966 about the first manned mission to Mars, or the first episode of “Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons” from 1967. Only, THIS MEV was all of one colour a metallic blue, as the orriginal, but without the red stripes, and on its flank, instead of reading MEV, it read EVE, and also, it had no windows. My impression in the dream was that this was a site, with occupied buildings beyond direct eyesight from here, from the road, which belonged to WIN (World Intelligence Network) or more specifically, the British intelligence service, either MI5 or MI6. There was also a sense that Fanderson had links with “intelligence” and also a sense that the CSF (Choden Sacred Feminine) had connections here too

As in EVE Moneypenny. “You only live twice, Mr Bond!”

This reminds of another dream which I have not published, of staying in a hotel that the NSA had taken over for the weekend, including the hotel staff. I was expecting and waiting for a consultation with an NSA member, and one of them visited me in my hotel room. He had blonde peroxide white hair, as he was wearing the same hat as Commander Straker, Head of SHADO, for Gerry Anderson’s “UFO”, played by Ed Bishop in 1972. SHADO stands for Supreme Headquarters Alien Defence Organisation. So why would the Head of SHADO be serving on a Baha’i National Spiritual Assembly. THAT is a question to which I have no answer or explanation. This NSA member questioned me about my Baha’i life, and I summarised 1978 to 2004. He then stated that “we will fix your satellite”, which reminds me of the above, since Pandora is a moon, of a blue gas giant like Jupiter, and a moon is a satellite. The connection is admittedly tenuous. The MEV-like vehicle called EVE being at the entrance to what, MI5 or MI6?, WIN (World Intelligence Network)?, SHADO? NSA? The NSA member being from SHADO? A link between the NSA and SIS? Fixing my satellite or Moon? A moon or satellite of a gas giant. No, its too complicated and the analogy doesn’t make sense, not at the moment at least.


1711411/20141203b) Mocking, Torrent and Wash Clean. December 3, 2014

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09:14 GMT (Greenwich Mean Time),
‘Idal, 11th Qawl, 171 BE
Justice, Will of Speech
Year number 19, Vahid, (Unity)
Vahid number 9, Baha, (Splendour)
Kull-i-Shay (Fullness of Time), number 1, Alif, (A),
Al-Arba’aa’, 10th Safar, 1436 AH
Fourth Day of the week, of The Void Month
Wednesday, 3rd December 2014 AD

Stats:- See post “a” for this date.

09:14. Adapted from 23rd November’s post, “Not all washed up but all washed clean”.

I just dreamt that one day my best friend was taunting and mocking me that that special person was coming back to live in Oxford, but that she still wanted nothing to do with me. That evening after the Sun had set, a flood arose which created a deep raging torrent, streaming through the main streets, perhaps 5 feet deep. In consultation with a few strangers, other townsfolk nearby, I decided to throw myself into the torrent and swim as best I could. Later that night, all my stuff, my lifetime of accumulated garbage, was piled up on a sea front, and during the night a heavy sea rose and washed it all away, and there was nothing left afterwards. And although there was just a slight twinge of feeling “gutted”, it quickly passed, and I felt completely liberated, which was nice.

15:20. I later dreamt that I got something stuck in my teeth, a piece of thread. I pulled it, and it was VERY long. When I’d pulled it all out completely it tuned out to be a very thin tapeworm and it was still alive. Then it became an Ophidian as in ST:TNG “Time’s Arrow” Parts 1 and 2, with a head like the “Loch Ness Monster” in “Stingray”, though much smaller, its head being perhaps 2 inches wide,. I was in the process of somehow killing it, and trying to stuff it into a glass jar too small for it, when I woke up.

“Wanting nothing to do with someone” could mean something opposite to its obvious meaning, just like “Pigs might fly!” As advised at the PRC in 2007, interpret dreams in whatever way makes you happy. So, if taunting and mocking, means joking, and a positive joke at that, because “wanting nothing to do with me” could mean wanting to be with me, but doing nothing but being with me, or wanting “absolute poverty and complete nothingness” to do with me, or wanting to do “absolute poverty and complete nothingness” with me.

I thought that the torrent might be “mainstream” or “relentless peer or societal pressure” but another more positive interpretation might be that once the Sun had set, meaning just after the beginning of a new day, which for Baha’is begins at sunset, and having been ribbed about her wanting to do nothingness with me, there was a torrent of water where there had been dry land before, and water in western astrology symbolises emotion, into which I cast myself. I am according to a Californian astrological web-site made up of the 4 elements as follows:- Emotion/water, 26/49; Inspiration/fire, 17/49; Intellect and sociability/Air, a meagre 5/49; Practicality and being “down to earth”, an appalling big fat zero. So, a torrent of emotion, flowing in my view, from left to right, or from west to east, and one could interpret this torrent of emotion as passionate, fervent love, a love felt madly, truly and deeply, which would rush me off my feet and take me east. Sounds good to me! S’good! Also, as far as “rivers wild” are concerned, maybe its “this evanescent soul seeking the river of everlasting life from the hands of Thy bounty”.

And what about my stuff? If the sea washed it away, perhaps it found its way onto a container on a slow boat to somewhere east, which would be nice.

And the thread, which became a dragon, or rather a snake. Maybe that’s something to do with the weird tenderness I feel on the left of my neck, ear, scalp. Though tenderness could be interpreted romantically as well, as if I’m a Ferengi having his left lobe tickled! And a long, a very long, thread coming out of my mouth could be perhaps everything I have posted on FB and WordPress, a very, very long thread which becomes a long thin snake, like Kaa in “Jungle Book”, who likes to TRY to hypnotise people, a reptile like a green scaly Madame Vastra from “Dr Who”, a Sylurian from subterranean cities, a veritable aristocratic 19th century London Lady, like Lady Penelope, perhaps a thread or snake within me, hidden, which becomes visible and plain for all to see. And then “killing it softly with my song”, as in “dressed to kill”, or “you kill me”, or other analogies of “death” symbolising the dying of self, that being immersed in a huge amount of LOVE involves. And then, the pen finds that words cannot any longer suffice, since the experience of fervent romantic love, is as impervious to being described in words, as is God. As in “How great the multitude of truths which the garment of words can never contain! How vast the number of such verities as no expression can adequately describe, whose significance can never be unfolded, and to which not even the remotest allusions can be made! How manifold are the truths which must remain unuttered until the appointed time is come!” (Baha’u’llah, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha’u’llah, p. 176). Or in “1 for sorrow, 2 for joy, 3 for a girl, 4 for a boy, 5 for silver, 6 for gold, 7 for a secret never to be told, 8 for a wish, 9 for a kiss and
10 for a bird you must not miss”. “Whoso knoweth this secret will assuredly hide it, and were he to reveal but its faintest trace they would nail him to the cross. Yet, by the Living God, were there any true seeker, I would divulge it to him; for they have said: “Love is a light that never dwelleth in a heart possessed by fear.” (Baha’u’llah, The Four Valleys, p. 58). Another positive image of a reptilian, is the dragon in “Shrek” who is romantically involved with the donkey voiced by Eddie Murphy. Then there’s the old 1970s sit-com “George and the Dragon” starring Sid James and Peggy Mount. Maybe killing dragons with my song is what I am supposed to do, what I was born for, “what God wants me to do”.

7″ green reptilian shapeshifters are reputed to be from Alpha Draconis, the brightest star in the constellation Draco the Dragon, a northern circumpolar constellation. The reputation of them is negative, mirroring the prejudices amongst mankind against “reptiles”, but Madame Vastra, a collaborator of “The Doctor” though not a companion, gives a much more positive image of a green reptilian humanoid, and a very attractive one as well.



Previous comments tangentially relevant:-

Perhaps these dreams are symptomatic of the effect of asking for the veils to be burnt away, and for a fountain of living waters, every morning. Well, more mornings than before.

15:22.  ” I am complicated, says an informed expert. I am a method actor, living the roles, says 1. I am perhaps a “lad” method acting the role of a nerd, like Marshal Josef Stalin, according to an informed expert, “a mystery wrapped up in an enigma”. Intent on “breaking the mold”, intent on “letting the side down”, intent on being a rogue whilst playing the compliant, servile, obedient, well-behaved sheep, intent on being fully human, whilst giving the appearance of conformity, just to keep the bastards off my back, whilst obfuscating the truth with a patina of “nerdist tendencies”, a veritable theological trainspotter. And what of the mirror image, a nerdette, method acting the role of a ladette. Was there ever such a perfect complementarity, such a perfect juxtaposition of reciprocal coping mechanisms? Was there ever such a match made in heaven? But I am biased, and ever likely to remain so.”

15:30. One thing I like about dreams, is that if the dream seems negative or unpalatable, you can reject it, and swim against the tide, and choose a different path. I’ve done this in the past, and made decisions, based on this method, to avoid being prompted to move back to Banbury, or to stay in Kidlington, based on whether a dream seemed an invitation to paradise or a warning nightmare of hell.

1701805/20140211a) Taking the biscuit, in a good way. February 11, 2014

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08:37 GMT (Greenwich Mean Time).
Fidal, 5th (Nur) Mulk, 170 BE
Grace, Light of Dominion
Year number 18, Abha, (Most Luminous)
Vahid number 9, Baha, (Splendour)
Kull-i-Shay (Fullness of Time), number 1, Alif, (A),
Tuesday, 11th February 2014 AD.

I just dreamt that I was looking at a photograph album of a Gerry Anderson project, pictures taken behind the scenes. There were a number of people present, possibly all girls or women. I saw one picture with you in it, aged about 10, sitting back, looking off to the right. I said, “_____, its you! Were you working with Rita Bartlett on “Captain Scarlet”?” You came over to where I was sitting or lying back on a sort of couch. You sat or lay down next to me, our two bodies fitting together perfectly, touching down the length of our bodies. You put my right hand deliberately on your right thigh, and started looking at the photograph album with me. Then the next item on the Gerry Anderson project agenda was to make some dessert, and a bunch of recipes and cook books materialised. We saw a recipe for baking biscuits with a hard sweet pink and yellow frosting, and you chose that for our next project, a sweet just desert and happy hard dessert.

I woke up and wondered how old you were in the time of making “Captain Scarlet” in 1966, before it aired on ATV from 1967 to 1968. I was 7 to 9 years before you were born. I felt yet again very much in love with you. I decided to find out what Gerry Anderson programme was airing in 1985 when you were 10, “Terrahawks”, perhaps. Terrahawks, was aired between 9th October 1983 and 26thJuly 1986, autumn 1983, autumn 1984 and summer 1986. In 1985 there were just 2 appearances of Gerry on ATV UK TV, one episode of “Dick Spanner” and an advert for the Royal Bank of Scotland called “Shoes”. Ref: “The Complete Gerry Anderson The Authorised Episode Guide” by Chris Bentley.


1415) Published: Dream: A Hollywood Movie about Manhattan October 25, 2012

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04:42, Thursday, 25th October 2012 AD
1415) Dream: a Hollywood Movie about Manhattan
I dreamt some years ago that I was in a cinema watching a wide-screen film about New York. The view was of Manhattan from the air, high up just to the south of Battery Park. Triumphal music played as I gazed at the celestial crystal skyscrapers, silver, white, gleaming, translucent in the sunshine, architecture like nothing on Earth. Then amidst the skyscrapers, I spied a train, painted in red and white stripes, snaking its way out of Manhattan towards the North East. THAT was the end of the dream.

1414) Published: Dream: Wilmette, Evanston, Chicago, America. October 25, 2012

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04:31, Thursday, 25th October 2012 AD
1414) Dream: Wilmette, Evanston, Chicago, America.
Some years ago I dreamt I was visiting the Baha’i House of Worship or Mashriqul Adhkar or Dawning Place of the Mention of God in Wilmette, Evanston, Chicago, America. I was wondering around the concrete base of the Temple, finished in 1953, which was a leveled surface of rough concrete. I noticed within the concrete, sparkling in the frosty cold spring air and low declination sunshine, tiny shards of different coloured glass, red, white and blue. And as I noticed the sparkling colours I felt an irrepressible, ecstatic feeling of exaltant joy.

1183) Published: Dream: Dad gives me peas March 3, 2010

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Typed and written 10:24, Wednesday, 3rd March 2010 CE
1183) Dad gives me peas

I was in a large house with quite a number of young people all busy with laptops, or reading etc and I offer Gowhar to do some vacuuming at the end of the day, to tidy up. Then I find myself with Mum and Dad, Christine and David. Dad gives me a usual mouthful, and I lay into him verbally which stuns the rest of the family. Then I add, “I won’t hit you Dad, but if ever you speak to me like that again and treat me like a piece of shit as you did when I was a 5 year old little boy, I’ll let you have it, verbally, no holds barred, with all barrels.” Dad shuts up, and puts on his depressed and hurt head, and as I eat a meal, pours onto my plate two large helpings of green peas. Thanks, Dad!

1067) Published: Dream: Call the Fire Brigade December 9, 2009

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Typed and written 15:45, Wednesday, 9th December 2009 CE
1067) Call the Fire Brigade
Maybe in the late 1970s or early 1980s, I dreamed the following:-
I was watching a woman dressed in black in a farm building. The floor of this room in the farm building was covered in straw. She was distraught with anger and distress. She was looking at a photograph of a man, who had disappointed and angered her, as tears flowed down her face. In her anger, she put the photo through a shredding machine, and then set light to the contents of the bin underneath. Unfortunately, the straw caught fire as well, and soon the room was becoming a conflagration. She had to escape the flames by going outside. Unknown to her however, there was an adjacent room also floored with straw, which was about to burn too, and on the straw in that room, a young man also dressed in black, was lying unconscious. His life was in danger. I watched in anxiety for the young man’s life. The woman, now in the farmyard, was also concerned about the fire, although she didn’t know anyone’s life was threatened. As the observer of the dream, as if watching TV, I called out to her, “Call the Fire Brigade, Call the Fire Brigade”. And then she did, by hitting a fire alarm on the other side of the farmyard on the outside wall of another farm building. Then several fire engines arrived with sirens sounding, and lights flashing, and that was the end of the dream.
How will the fire brigade put out the fires of hell? Why, with the water of life, of course. In the recent Alpha course, I was prayed over by a couple of Christians. The husband put his right hand on my left arm. His wife put her left hand on my right arm, and her right hand on my heart. For a full analysis and explanation of “hand on heart”, see the previous post, No 1066 The Reactor.

936) Published: Dream: Coercion July 30, 2009

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Typed and written 10:51, Thursday, 30th July 2009 CE
936) Coercion
I dreamed I had an interview with a shrink, in hospital. He seemed very laid back, friendly and amenable, but when I asked him if he’d section me if I refused to take more than an eighth of a 5 mg tablet of Abilify daily, he said, “Yes”. By this stage of the interview, we’d started going on a walk,  outside the hospital, into a sunnily-lit town square. Then I found that I was being led through a tunnel to a train station, and signs pointing to Scotland. Was I being kidnapped by the NHS to have my freedom irrevobably taken away, or taken to safety and freedom from the NHS? To be continued….

928) Draft: Dream: Go Man Go July 26, 2009

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20090726 928 Dream Go Man Go
Typed and written 11:56, Sunday, 26th July 2009 CE
928) Go Man Go
Dreamed I got a text message from Sarah telling me to waste no time in setting up my university career in China.

762) Published: Dream: The 6 foot parrot April 16, 2009

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20090416 762 Dream 15 The 6 foot parrot

15:36, Thursday, 16th April 2009 CE

762) The 6 foot parrot

Rodney, the Coton Manor parrot by John Barnabas Leith.


About spring 2007, I dreamt I was discussing the Baha’i Junior Youth programme with a mother of a non-Baha’i Junior Youth who was on the programme, in front of the front door of a red brick suburban house. Our conversation came to an end, and as I was just standing there, from the left, from behind the red brick of the house, suddenly jumped a huge blue and yellow parrot, which startled the living daylights out of me. I woke up.