There's a name for "hearing light" but I've forgotten it. You might google that phrase on line. Yes it does happen.

But I agree with the primal fear comments. There was no sound (unless it was below my normal hearing range, yes I felt some of that), just a deep feeling that Cthulhu was going to come out of that chuck/bite taken out of the sun. Yes, it's disturbing on a deep level to see "the universal order" out of whack like that. Must have terrified ancient people.

Hello I must be going.... things to do here, my house is a pigsty as per usual after a long work week. Consider pleasant dreams and visions, like cherry trees. Gonna pick me some daffodils today for my powder blue pitcher and set on my table.

A wolf eating a flame... wow that's metaphorical! Maybe my spirit animals (or helper) was over paying a visit. Bad wolf! (Stop scaring leslee.) Actually given those circumstances, I'd take my chances with the wolves. THEM I understand. And they'll keep the grizzly off you too.

Alas I can offer nothing that marvelous. I dreamed about a dead parrot (African grey) ..... she had been caught in a storm. Well she was still alive, but not in very good shape. I was wondering where I could find an eye dropper to get some water in her, about the time I woke up.... brrrr.

Justin popped into my dreams the other night. I'd post all the details but I'd be a bit embarrassed. It wasn't what one would think, and it wasn't X rated either. sorta shocked myself.

He really is a nice guy. He'd be nice to be friends with, but he has a busy life I'm sure, no time for goofy fans.

Part of the conundrum is, "if you're a fan, there must be something wrong with you" and I don't think that's true. It's just that fan boys and girls are looked at as a little weird in society in general. One of my family members is very judgemental of me about it, and I ignore as much as I can (to pay attention I'd have to fight about it, then the fight becomes the issue, not the fan girl status)

All of us are passionate about SOMETHING. All of us believe in something beyond our dull and drab existence.

(My existence isn't all THAT drab.... ) Go forth and enjoy "where you are" for right now.

Just musing.

I had the most curious dream this morning (right before getting up is the best REM sleep) I had wandered onto this ranchette, a small farm and there was a family living there... mostly teens. I had come there to help out some people (the Mom and Dad?) I saw pull out with a horse trailer, only it wasn't together and some parts fell off. Anyway not to belabor details, I peeped into their living space inside (very tidy, while the outside yard was a wreck, chickens, cats etc) Then someone came in, it was a large owl in people clothing.... YIKE... back outside I went, and somehow I had a magic powder I used the whole bunch of them lit up orange and black, glowing.... a bear came in with a hurt foot (yes we were in a sort of circle) they all had these auras. The bear turned into a chunky young man.... really quite a fun dream. I think all those teens were like shape shifters.

THEN this morning I got up and found this on my feed. Bears are following me.... it's highly unusual because usually Bear Dancers are dudes. Putting the Bear with the feminine is a very spiritual thing.

http://www.whitewolfpack.com/2.....azing.html

The post posted, but I was told my math was wrong, (6 + 18 is 36, isn't it?) and then I was told I exceeded flood control when I was typing slower than my beloved pet escargot, which I do not have. Rather than trying to delete a post and make everybody think I was bad-mouthing them, I posted something stupider than usual. Sorry y'all.

My policy is to always blame the computer.

I'm up on Easter eve about 3 am local (PST) and was over leaving Easter baskets for my grand children. They were very cute yesterday, son and daughter in law engaged in being domestics, baby crawling around having a grand time exploring and her big brother upside down on the couch doing video games. Family is good.

Anyway the vision part was.... my eyes were unfocused and the last gibbous moon had a halo or a glory around it. Jupiter is also up all night right now, so it was enjoyable looking at the stars, and Seattle over across the water. No magical messages, just a lot of visual beauty. Not sure I'm going to make it to sunrise, might take a bath then crawl back into bed.

Happy Easter to all.

PS oddly I've been getting a lot of "bad math" flags lately too. Again I blame the system, not me.

I had no clue that second post posted twice. What were we talking about, if I may end a clause with a preposition? Oh. I haven't mentally/spiritually gone anywhere of late. I klutzed around all week; presumably a horizontal growing spurt. I dropped, skinned, banged up, and burnt myself and whatever came near. So now, reality is biting. I sit with my feet on the desk, leisurely taking time out for some deferred smarting.

Mingling threads, I wouldn't be surprised to find the hit on conservative media was not unintentional. I actually used to enjoy it until all the infobabes and dudes went starry-eyed over the god-emperor. As posted elsewhere, there is a pattern. One might infer people were offered verboten until they took it and then told to shill like hades or the videos would come to light.

The boss is glued to Fox, and I must listen to them telling me I am a moron for not turning worship autocracy on a dime. The worst is when they go after people of conscience, saying people who work for equality under the law are only stroking their big, fat egos to elevate themselves in the eyes of their peers in order to get more power. (You don't want to hear about the worst of these episodes on the local scale, but you can Google it easily if you just type in my name. Oh, yes. I couldn't possibly have read the Constitution and known anything about human rights. I had to be going to city council meetings to seduce my way to power. As I said, don't get me started.) This brings down the tone of the thread, though.

The last dream I remember pertained to halitosis, so I don't know that is any better.

I was in South Carolina when a guy on the radio said anytime they split the screen, putting talking heads in separate boxes, he changes the channel before they start screaming at each other. I never understood the Springer factor and hope I never do, so I'll make no effort. One dood, who challenged Fox' agenda during the 2016 election, got "taken down" by Tucker. He said later that when he got put in his box, the timing of the host's questions was delayed so when he started to answer he'd be talking over the host. It is a shame. Me mum used to like Tucker because she said he leaned libertarian. I wasn't around TV's a whole lot then. That was when Sean Hannity used to read my mind we were so aligned on the Constitution, personal liberty, laissez-faire economics, etc.

Frankly, I'm glad to see Fox blow up. They turned their back on conservativism to support an authoritarian at any cost. They were not a news station, but along with other operatives at the conventions, etc., were shillers for a whimsical authoritarian. I remain an unhappy camper. In fact, I had to call for ecclesiastical help when that certain person won his party's nomination. So many conservatives played out the story found in Mark 4. It was unreal. It wasn't supposed to be able to happen here and all. At least the Cato Institute hasn't lost its mind and sold out. [APPLAUSE]

As for the boss, he will go with whatever Rush and Fox tell him; and I've heard him tell people I agree with him. I keep my mouth shut, which makes me a little Nazi, I suppose. I mean, when these gorgeous babes with big hair and long legs cackle about how amazing the stupidity of the god-emperor is; who's going to listen to the uninformed opinions of the hired help? Using pretzel logic to veer back on subject, the recurring vision is that illustrated at the end of the Planet of the Apes - Charlton Heston on the beach coming upon the buried monument to liberty. I can't repeat what he said, and you shouldn't, either; but I thought people had stronger convictions is all.