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Dustbunnyoflight — Sun, 21 Sep 2008 05:14:39 GMT

she wakes from dreams to the dream within the dream within the dream tis all an illusion a test lessons mirror book infinitely turning pages cycles with in cycles reflections wheels within wheels the nothingness wishes itself to be everything Eye see it we are the sages of the endless dream of nothingness glimpses.. random thoughts of the divine dreamer.. the eyes which views and creates endless possibilities nothing dreams everything 11 11 tis like a symphony.. frequency.. a song the dreamer forgot he never dreamed.. now has become its own frequency.. the smallest piece is a perfect copy of the whole.. the tiny peice does not know...itself Oh pray..come to me... equinox the breeze remind tis time to shed the old leaves time to prune the garden the raindrop are like tiny perfect crystalline jewels resting on the delicate leaves.. but the wind changes everything with a gust... the jewel.and the delicate leaves..are no more.... yet still are forevermore..Part of the symphony my heart i once imagined to be a crystaline jewel.. that too..has changed my heart i once imagined to a red velvet music box with golden ribbon,that turned into a gilded cage..so that no more music came that too was a story..that i fancied very much... My heart i once imagine...needed to be released my very ribs and flesh the cage.. so i ripped myself open... in hopes someone would find it and see it to be the most beautiful jewel they have ever seem in hope that someone would see the shimmering... But then...I imagined that my mute jewel heart turned inot a bird and flew away... These dreams are simply that.... the imagining of... a cosmic fool... who grows a new heart the second she considers throwing the old broken one away cracked tea cups still can still hold imaginary tea.. and this apparent nothingness gibberish..is some sort of message from Eye...to me.. the heart is but a piece of meat.... in fact has nothing what soever to do with the true nature of love... it is often just a furnace... a red hot liquid pumping machine that your mind has turned into a symbol...for what..you truly are.. Pure LoVe out of the deep dark nothingness.. came first light.. let go..

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Dustbunnyoflight — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 20:56:55 GMT

the words hid inside her head.. because she couldn't speak them.. shit she couldn't even look at them. tucked them safe away in the tattered red velvet box with just a slot in the top.. anything that goes in..never comes out.. peeling away layers The ego the mask masks covering masks so many.. all part of the same... each a lesson.. a step in evolution baby steps..then 3 steps back.. the ego..is the Brat.. Broken chard's of the divine mirror reflections of truth in all its many forms mosaic mirrored eyes.. reflecting the full spectrum of emotions and perceptions back at one another.. forgetting we are all pieces of the same shattered mirror.. more layers.. stories that we tell ourselves stories that we tell one another weaving together... so that EYE might understand itself the journey is the sought after Jewel and the grail the journey is the finite point.. spirally out of and into and infinite sea of possibilities flowing out of and into and infinite dreamer and seeker knowing this brings calmness..in otherwise stormy waters are we not all dreamers and seekers? are we not all tiny parts of the same Fractal each tiny part reflecting and connecting the Whole.. its all the same dam thing cosmic soup made up of dust and light .. energy frequency's Nothingness and everything... the void...so quiet..and dark.. warm blanket... covering this cosmic dreamer... when she wakes up..will it all disappear ... a forgotten glimpse in her mind.... or is it Information...that continues ...? down her rabbit hole eyes... and out again...

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Dustbunnyoflight — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 09:10:24 GMT

Most days she is like a very consious of itself focussed inferno.. with the imagining of itself to brightly illuminate..and project LoVe sometimes she forgets and burns it all up.. she keeps those around her warm conduit of fire energy.... by its very nature heats it up.. dancing flame moves to the music and the suddle nuancles fire under shy peoples asses.. we are all beautiful unique indivisulas yet ALL one.. she is infatuated with the Sun... and she burns for her mutha moon in the dark... the night birds which songs seem like whispers in her mind.. tell her it is time for the inferno to flicker.. so that she may once again burn brightly when the next wind comes... their sweet sweet song...lulls her into her womb like nest she has created for her self.. safe..and warm..like hot candle wax.. she floats on top...flickering.. becomes smaller and smaller..just an illuminated dot in her warm liquid bed... she hears the wind outside the window..calling to her..its says..see you when the sun comes back again..my firely friend..

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Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 20:33:02 GMT

There are many layers.. there are many facets and nuances... potential is vast... the past is not here.... now is allWAys NowHERE. even tho i know theres NO time.. theres not much time.... blue star is coming. so SPREAD da LOVE... tis like a rainbow bridge... the non exsistant time i speak of is moving faster... towards.something my meaty brain cannot comprehend.. but i feel it..there.. it covers me in a blue light whilst i dream it... there are many layers.. many places which one can go... so many places... like flipping the pages.. shutting your eyes and pointing at a word... and it tells you everything you want to know... like a skeleton key..in the lock Pandora's box.... so many troubles..which may sting... but bring vast experiences and much information... her purpose ..is simply that information gatherer... the child forgets the angry little girl pokes at her own heart with a stick.. like when a mean little boy pokes a dead jelly fish.. poke jiggle poke jiggle poke... flip the pages.... she illuminates her own heart with a choice.. she thinks..EYE WILL.... eye will BEam... spark... and everything is twinkling again.... inferno.... burn it all up..and use the ashes to nurture a new way.... she sees green diamond eyes... she practices forgiveness... its the most powerful thing she has found thusfar.... EYE forgive.... Eye am Lighter.... NOWhere she never forgets tho.. with this she keeps her earthly self from harm.. they conjured the rain they conjured the lighting with... the pounding of their feet.. the pounding of their hearts.. ALL one... and the sky cried Huge gum drop sized tears of joy upon them.. the lighting silently flashed.... like a huge white light neon saying YES over and over again YES YES YES.... yes yes yes yes yes yes yes there are many layers... and she enjoys pealing them slowly and patiently away... she thinks to her silly self.. when she lies in bed alone... eye love eye love eye love... EYE AM LOVE everything is yes. i can feel my roots growing deeper.... and somehow this allows me to reach HIGHER.. deeper higher deeper higher

an angel whispered this to me...

Dustbunnyoflight — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 01:04:12 GMT

we r like perfectly unique snowflake gears spinning infinitely together. our hearts are like magnets bringing us together then repelling us again Allways spinning allways changing. .allways learning perfect snowflake stars ... with magnet hearts WE ARE!! Eye love you guys!!! Muah muah muah!! twinkle Theresa

some pics from the day and night of the Solstice..MUAH!!!

Dustbunnyoflight — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 07:19:08 GMT

http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewPicture&friendID=1461709&albumId=1615728

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Dustbunnyoflight — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 04:50:02 GMT

behind her eyes...there is a vision.. a message... prerecorded bY THE ONE SELF remembrance.. nO tiME a vast hall of of mirrors.. reflecting... an infinite amount of fast moving Blue stars.. and an infinite amount of eyes.. all OPENING.. ALL AWAKENING.. RAINBOW HUE bLUE STAR.. IS NOT VERY FAR... NO NOT VERY FAR....

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Dustbunnyoflight — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 03:49:26 GMT

oh MISTA SUN...you are the one.. I give my heart to Thee.. But dont forget my mutha Luna.. she has my loyalty.. the stars..are some of my bestetestest friends... they twinkle shimmer shake and shine.. they create sounds..that create tangible MATTER.. Oh these STARS ARE.. each unique and quite DIVINE!!... what is that sound? its da bass.. its in our roots.. I adore feeling da rattatat tat pitter pit patof my little bunny heart!! I must dance... i must...yes WE MUST wont you all have this dance with me... so we can grow roots and spread our wings.. as we dance the sacred dance... sea of eyes sea of LOVE.. eye see love... like little glitter particals dancing everywhere... Its covering everything.. and in fact is what every thing is really made up of... yes love is what your really made of...and light..and SHADOWS too... a hall of mirrors would unveil the many facets of YOU... don't be afraid...of what you are.. ALL of what you are... a wise other worldly creature once spoke to me so eliquinley.. speaking to be through BEE.. messenger... remember remembrance.. REMEMBER now HERE... Oh Mista SUN...You are the one.. i give my most precious jewel to... I am your humble conduit.. i feel you running through me..and out my eyes... my fingertips..and my lil toes too.. reveiling... unVEILING.. reflecting.. transmuting... The twinkling... Oh all the twinkkling..!!!! mista sun i give my Heart key 2 Thee.. and to my ma LUNA..my loyalty... and a promise to be the light in the dark.. and for the stars.. I offer PURE love.. which never asks for anything.. But still HAS..perhaps..the hope..of MORE pure LOVE.. in return sprialing.. Infinitely.. 8 1111 23...now is 22..for me....

Heart explosion...bring tears that taste like the elixir of life...must taste..

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 11 Jun 2008 22:08:15 GMT

I am sometimes..completely overwelmed with a feeling of complete love.... and acceptance..of everything... just now..i was looking at pictures of my freinds.. new ones old ones i was looking at all of these perfect moments.. and everyone was so beauitufl and so unique.. everyone was this bright reflection of what we all are LOVE.. one and all SOOPA stars.. Blinking twinkling Miras..so BRIGHT suddenly..after the heart plump... it almost plumpted tooooooooooo far... and i could imagine it bursting in my chest.. than moving up and out through my eyes... i began to cry... the happiest tears ive ever cried... the hardest tears iv ever cried.. they still fall from my eyes.. the kind of tears were your whole body shakes.. and you make lil bird noises.. chirps and meeps.. andLoud screechy kitten noises.. too..I even stood up and spun around incircles.. trying to hold my exploded heart in... But EYE cant..and I cant stop crying these tears.. they are like precious jewels to me now... they taste like the elixir of life must taste... tears like ive never really had before... except maybe long ago..in a far off place.... a differrant space.. more intense than any kinda crying that is derived from PAIN.. Im a mess... a beautiful tear covered love explosion... and im so greatful for it... so fucking GrEATFULLLL Eye absolutley love you GUYS cherish you One and all ALL ONE...

sunshine spider rainboweb blessings

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 11 Jun 2008 21:14:40 GMT

m getting ready to go to photsynsithis..sifting through my stuff..doing laundry and such.. on my way to the laundry..this is minates after ive woken up.. There was something strange left of the doorway...its was a web..with 100s of just hatched spiders... they were BRIGHT yellow...wiht one black dot on their butts..I tried to capture them with my macro..but the wind and all of there movement..wouldnt not allow for it..it was such a beautiful things to see... as clearly this was there first day in the world..i kept bumping the web with y lense...and then..10 to 20 would gracfulling fall..at once and then begin the climb up again i swear i saw colors refelcting of the web..rainbow colors... a rainbow web..with yellow spiders.. like tiny lil suns like little wiggeling stars... i took this as a sign.that this weekend will be a good thing.. the color Yellow..is important in my life somehow...NOWhere. i feel so blessed rite now.. life is this amazing gift..so intricate and beautifull..like the web...that all those lil yellow spiders were weaving.... lke the web that we are all weaving togeher RITE NOW!! wow... lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove EYE love..

The scariest most vivid dream ive EVER had...Im still a mess from it....

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 21:41:03 GMT

Night mares i just woke from the most vivid long disturbing dream...Ive ever had.... i was younger in the beginning..perhaps..i was a little girl.. i was in a town im often in in my dreams..a beach town with beautiful houses and gardens..everywhere.. Im with other children..we ended up a this huge mansion..filled with people having a banquet..people dressed in nice clothes and beautiful children running around...they were all having a blast... But we, the other children and me..were being herded through this party..and at some point i was told or has an understanding that..we were lesser than the people there..or that THEY thought so..we all looked the same..There were alls sort of people at the party various nationalities..they may have been dressed a little nicer than the children and i..but for the most part..Us and them..were all just people..then this old scarey looking man in a suit..told us..we were their prisoners..and that they were going to eat us.. this dream was so very sinister..as all the peolpe at the party were so happy..and "normal"..but the fact was that they were all there..to eat..us..I understood..they were not only going to eat us..to fill their bellies..But..there was some sort of energy exchange too..perhaps..that eating us kept them younger...or stronger...or...kept them in their social.."status".. like...if you didnt eat the lower people...then...you were one of them...people looked at me but then lowered ther eyes..and would laugh uncomfortably.. I had somehow seprated from the rest of the children..and i knew i had to get out of there..But it seemed hopeless..because everyone there Knew..i was food..I know i had orange hair in my dream too..cuz..i recall thinking i could blend in..and make it out the fron t door but someone will recognize my orange hair from when we were walked through the party earlier... then..a servant woman..a maid..a round grey haired woman..told me to come with her....she took me to the servants quarters..told me we would hide me there for a while and she would help me escape..the other sevants looked worried for me..and afraID..bUT THIS WOMAN THOUGHT IT WAS RITE TO HELP ME ESCAPE.. then a knock came at the door..it was...the bad people..her bosses...they didnt seem to think much of me at first..but..then one of them started to look at me suspiciously..they left and the woman said it was time for me to escape.. along side of the mansion was a huge body of water..and we were at the top of the manision.. there was a huge mechanical water fall/rollercoster thing...that i had to go down.then..a huge drop into the water..like 500 feet... the woman told me to sit..on the conveyer belt metal steps.that made the watter fall.. it was a metal step that moved down on o chain..i had to sit in the center and grasp the sides..and it clicked violently with each step it took down the water fall/coaster..each time i was afraid id fall off as the only thing hold me on was my hands around the sides.. i was so filled with feAR..i KNEW I DIDNT WANT TO BE EATEN..BUT I ALSO KNEW..THAT ONCE I DID GET TO THE BOTTOM OF THE WATER FALL coaster mechanism..I would have a 500 foot drop off into deep water..that i would have to swin out of..and then....the bank of the shore..led..BACK to the huge party at the manision..I knew it was my only chance tho... i dont recall...falling in the water or swimming out..only being on the moving steps...then..i was on the shore..with people having their party..i his in the bushes..and realized..i had so many people..and gates to get through to get out.. i tried to look casual...but i kept noticing a red haired man with browns eyes looking at me from afar.. he recognized my hair..i could see he was considering saying something to someone..I knew..i had to escape now ..i know..i was in the garden then..i crawled into a shed..and out the shed window..i was then..on the long drivway that led out..i was so afraid someone would stop me..but alas..i escaped.. and was back out in the beach own..walking through the streets..and through..ornate gardens.. I went into a house..i felt like perhaps..i should be hiding since..i had no idea who.."THEY" were..and perhaps they still wanted to find me.. in the house were 2 girls..they were in ther early 20s..and were dressed..conservative..they didnt speak to me..but smiled in a weird way..that i didnt like.. then 3 big football type young jock guys came into the house..( i was not a child anymore by the way i was my rite size..i was my current me) only one of the jocks talked to me... he looked at me and laughed and said.. ha..you think you could escape..No..IM gonna to Deep fry you and eat you... then he told the girls to keep me captive until he came back..to fry me for dinner..the girls..seemed so vacant... and even though i pleaded with them..they didnt care..they were gonna keep me for dinner.. i cant recall all the details now..its slipping away... i know i escaped from them..and thought i was safe..But then.ended up in another place were the peolple..were also"them" basically.. each time i escaped i sort of woke from one dream to another...But i didnt actually wake..and i didnt actually escape.. it was the scariest dream the most vivid the most real..IVE EVER had..and if you know me..than you know that says something...as im the queen of vivid "movie" dreams... ..i feel..sick to my stomach..and slimey..and afraid..even now....wow... im glad i woke up....and that im not a prisoner anymore.... hmmm.AM I awake... AM i free? rite now... im unsure of everything......

Tournament of champions pics

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 04 Jun 2008 09:16:17 GMT

Im posting them here.. I still have LOTS more to edit..so check back over this next week if ya want to see them all.. http://s24.photobucket.com/albums/c17/disenchantedfae/june/ Twinkle Theresa

bitter sweet

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 21 May 2008 06:44:43 GMT

the tears she cries actually seem to burn her face.. as the mask of who she just was melts away.. an invisible hand squeezes her heart... she liked his cheshire smile best.... laughter is the key.. But ...she couldnt make him smile any more.. she pulls her pigtails... but she feels nothing.... ...only her heart acheing and an old familiar sinking feeling in her stomach.. She Loves All One but seems to falter when she loves just one... she looses parts of herself.. teeny tiny peices...that she didnt notice...at first.. But one day she suddenly wants them all back again.. her wings get tangled up in other peoples insecurities.. her eyes aLLWAYS remain fixed on the Stars.. Furiously independent.... more solid...alone... But she misses the shooga plums..they used to eat together... back....when...they dreamed of what it could be.. back when they were so sure it could be utterrly dreamy... seasons change.. everything changes...luckily...saddly.. 3 times 3.. equals 9 she kept seeing 9,s every were.. now she understands... fire mirrors with wings.... Must Burn hot ,..reflect ...then fly... tis their purpose a curse...and a luxtury what did you see? when you looked into me... have we learned our lessons well? expectations.. create disappointment... we box each other in... she will not be tamed.... But is easily distracted.....for a while.. Bitter sweet... Romantic love is bitter sweet.. she remembers now... duality.. requires a beginning and an end.. she loved his Cheshire smile best... But she forgets how to make him smile..now..

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Dustbunnyoflight — Sun, 18 May 2008 13:48:19 GMT

If there ever was a time when she didnt know hereself... that time..is certainly not now.. the flcikering flame can not be tamed.. it doesnt want to be... sunshine love inferno NOW..is the only time.. she creates this all with the colective mind she sees colors arround everyone... the colors tell ehr things... information...gatherer... all the time now... she pays attention in great detail the every precious moment.. every precious moment.. never forget..the voice in her head says to her.. never forget..to ALL ways be GREATFILLED.. ALL WAYS be grateful for this living mural...we are currently creating... we are currently vibrating at a differant frequency.. all you starlite kidies.. Mas..heart beat IS faster... almost seven times.. cant you feel your heart beeting with it too.? be unafraid.. be Love just BE and BEam... She knows who she is... light in the darkness... child who used to dance alone in shadows... has so much lost time to make up for.. BEAm shine... More more more.. eye love eye love eye love every person i see... for reals and in silly geeky way.. so deeply... she knows who she is NOW.. just star dust.. reflecting light.. thats beaming.. from all of YOUR EYEs.. I see eyes in the sky... the stars..that seem to be twinkling are acutally winking.. they are us... rite now... veil of forgetfulness..placed us NOWHERe she knows who she is now.. seemly floating 1000000s of miles per hour through space.. I am.. the Joy.. the twinkle.. the raw energy conduit harness thats shit and PROJECT it.. stars is all we are.. and love... yes.. LOVE.

here is were i posted Prosperity 2008 pics..

Dustbunnyoflight — Fri, 16 May 2008 01:35:45 GMT

http://s24.photobucket.com/albums/c17/disenchantedfae/Prosperity%202008/

IM so excited for PROSPERITY!

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 07 May 2008 18:56:38 GMT

and dancing with the sun and moon and ALL da stars..yes..yes EYE am.. that is all peace-ez-o-stardust T.

Pure love wanted to type..

Dustbunnyoflight — Sat, 03 May 2008 02:11:19 GMT

pure love is freedom mutal smiles.. knowing glances unconditional.. pure love expects nothing. except the hope of more pure love in return.. Eye love... I love.. so much ... its hurts my heart sometimes..in the most intensly euphoric way.. i see love in senerios.. conversations I see love in most peoples eyes.. and those whose eyes i cant see it in.. tis only because they themselves..can not.. but if i look a little deeper its there... its more like a longing really a fearful longing...for Love.. I am UNafraid... Eye AM...certain of it this time.. and since its allways now..then.. Yes..im certain.. Eye Love....FEARLESSLY now.. pure love doesnt put people in boxes.. Pure love... does not judge... envy... possess... or expect... fear of love...is what brings these things... fear of loving ones self... fear of loosing love to someone else.. you cant loose love... its EVERYWERE... but most of all its in the breath that fills my chest... its in the WILL to remain..in this duality plain.. whilst..constantly battling fear... my own..and everyone else's HERE. i wish to project pure love... Eye see it in a infinite sea of eyes... that i pass and connect with each and every day... Eye love eye love EyE loVE

goverment "excersises" here may 1 through 8..Eyes open..

Dustbunnyoflight — Fri, 02 May 2008 23:28:51 GMT

I got this from the FEMA web site..it details what the excersices will be and were.... i just wanted anyone who didnt know about it..to know.. personally i wont get on the viaduct this week..and im gonna try to stear clear of the ferry docks to... "continuity plans and capabilities. " aka Martial law............ heres the FEMA info.. upcoming Exercises * National Level Exercise 2-08 (NLE 2-08). National Level Exercise 2-08 (NLE 2-08). National Level Exercise 2-08 Logo The Department of Homeland Security's National Exercise Program (NEP), the nation's overarching homeland security exercise program, will conduct a combined exercise in May 2008 that will test hurricane preparedness planning, assess federal interagency Continuity of Operations (COOP) procedures, exercise a response to terrorist attacks in Washington State and test Defense Support of Civil Authorities (DSCA). These linked exercises are referred to as National Level Exercise 2-08 (NLE 2-08). The exercise takes place May 1-8 with a wide range of participants from federal and state departments and agencies. NLE 2-08 will consolidate into a single exercise the following: * Federal Emergency Management Agency's (FEMA) National Continuity Programs' (NCP) Eagle Horizon 2008; * U.S. Northern Command's (USNORTHCOM) Ardent Sentry 08 exercise; * FEMA's Disaster Operation's Hurricane Preparedness Exercise (HPE); * The Chemical Stockpile Emergency Preparedness Program and Army Service Response Force tests for emergency plans, procedures, skills and equipment in response to an accidental chemical agent release. The overall exercise scenario unfolds as a Category 4 hurricane threatens the National Capitol Region (NCR) while events in the Pacific Northwest include terrorist attacks involving weapons of mass destruction (WMD) in the state of Washington and an accidental release of a chemical agent at chemical stockpile facility in Umatilla, Oregon. The scenario culminates with the hurricane's imminent landfall combined with a credible terror threat to the NCR which causes the federal government to invoke continuity plans and capabilities. Planning for NLE 2-08 began in late spring 2007 and is designed to achieve the following objectives: * Exercise and evaluate federal government continuity capabilities and management of emergencies from dispersed locations. * Exercise our response to terrorist WMDs threat and attack capabilities with integration of Defense Support of Civil Authorities; and * Exercise hurricane preparedness and response capabilities. For more information on NLE 2-08 please contact FEMA Office of Public Affairs at 202-646-4600 or USNORTHCOM Public Affairs at 719-554-6889. Ps Lisa raven posted about this the other day..she posted Not only the FEMA doc..but lots of other stuff stuff..articles about what this could mean and such...if you wanna read that stuff... heres the link to the blog she posted..when i googled to find info to find out more....i realized lisa had already compiled all the stuff i found... http://people.tribe.net/lisaraven/blog?topicid=84691b23-bba6-4eaf-9fd6-0e9ab53541c7

Auto typing5 2 08....( recalling salvia...)

Dustbunnyoflight — Fri, 02 May 2008 21:06:43 GMT

Mirror zipper spiral wheel figure 8 through space.. no time But this thought ITSELF creates time..... ................ i feel as though i get trapped in the spiral... that girl who i thought i was.. she was never here.... and I scream for this existence.. YES THIS one.. the one i always complain about.. a not so comforting voice whispers... you were never there.. I scream for this exsistance.. i beg.. and plead.. diced up.. sliced up.. puzzled back together again.. whispers. you were never there. You ARE always HERE.. mirror zipper spiral wheel infinity's the space No time.. But these thoughts....THEMSELVES created time.. These thoughts create a blanket of grateful to cover me... information... hunter and gatherer observer... lover mother the darkness is married to the light in this space... and I scream for this existence.. because.. EYE CHOSE it.. eye choose it.. The dreamers lids do flutter now.. the dreamer...does not know they are the dreamer... the dreamer is at once ON the mirror zipper wheel and the dreamer IS IT to... the dreamers eyes do flutter.. then open..... then close rite up again..to dream another dream... But the information is still there...and so are WE... we can never see our own EYES.. only through them.. why does it seem like every bodies always running? If i am too.. Eye want to be running TOWARDS something.. NOT away from if.. like a 2 year old...through a feild of spring flowers... running into mothers arms..

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Dustbunnyoflight — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 14:11:04 GMT

she never sleeps she ALL WAYS dreams she falls in love with stories.. she falls in love with dreams of stories.. and stories of her dreams because..nothing here is real... so it all seems reasonable enough... Mine as well make it up as she goes.. then it really is a reality of her own making.. she always has one eye fixed on the stars and the other 2..consume all the earthly fears.. all of the beauty here.. they cry icicle tears.. they cry when she laughs too.. those are fire tears she falls in love a million times aday.. in a million ways... a passing smile.. a knowing knod warm bodies on the dance floor a couples warm embrace.. other people art ALL art a crying baby... a laughing baby kittens cranky old ladies with big sticks the bum on the corner talking to himself.. She falls in love so often she gets overwhelmed sometimes.. and has to hide..just so she wont burst... and when she becomes mad with the current state of the human race.. she..realizes she is only mad because she loves everyone so fucking much...and wishes they would wake up... but she herself is not excluded from the very things that anger her about Us.. this humbles her... and in turn makes her fucking Love...every precious minute she has left all the more.. her eye remains fixed on the stars... back home... its calling.. Blue star...not very far... Not very far...

Auto typing for 4 26 08...my fingers like the typing lately and my head has squirrels..

Dustbunnyoflight — Sun, 27 Apr 2008 01:07:31 GMT

quite... she craves the quiet..NowHERE After she heard what it sounds like.. so quiet in her mind now...(thats a jewel..thats like mira...) the birds are there.. in the forest in her mind.. and the sound of the trees growing... the door is behind you... turn around.. the key is inside you.. the treasure box with the answer is too unified theory... unified consciousness one the picture looks the same.. the deeper you dive in... simple and complex macro micro above as well as below and most especially the IN BETWEEN spaces ALL is one. all is spiraling.. time IS Faster the shell feels like it may shatter..tiny hair line cracks are apparent... My heart beats faster.. MAs heart beats faster.. 7 9 11 13 12 does bring the change 12 3 the darkness tried to dim the light.. but it can not Even in a VAST cavern mysterious and dark... were fear lingures once The tiny flame. is .illuminated... it then... change the cavern to a space filled with VAST potential.. even the dust on the walls is twinkeling.. and this space is .seemingly. waiting...hungry for more illumination the slippery things in the corner have nowere to hide now... and the squirls in the attic... are sure fun the play with.. but some are rabid... silly bunnie..trix are for EVERYONE.. the only thing that is needed is the whole hearted belief in it.. simple really... mira seems to be gone but its still there.. sometimes..i forget....but Eye always remember again.. the darkness..could never...conquer the light. duality..states they need each other..anyway... I wipe the earth from my eye.. and see my view has always been a bit muddy here... eye SEE...i chose this... veil of forgetfulness... is lifting...

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Dustbunnyoflight — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 01:01:31 GMT

she hears undines singing from the bottom of the well such a haunting alluring song... dark rich... thick ...muddy...and warm.... she longs to float...in the warm.. goo of..her dark thoughts... and has learned how to do this without drowning.. a golden cord... a divine tread... that keeps her from the quicksand effect... she floats..in this gelatinous mess her mind makes.. but the string is connected from her eye to EYE.. so she can remain focussed on the stars... EYES open.. the blinking is just a twinkling... the twinkling is blinking at me.. zillions of eyes peeking at me... whilst dark nymphs..that i birthed in my imagination.. threaten...to pull me down... beautiful and dark...chanting ...self doubts... showing me the muddy mirror..that is their teaching tool... EYE do not wish to speak today.. i wish to lay quietly....in the mud... whilst absorbing blue star rays... roots.... above below... helix snake infinite....fire... ALLways changing always dying... if it weren't for duality.. laughter would be just like crying... grateful GREAT FULL Eyes on the stars conduit and beacon.. 1111 10 7 3 3 5 8231110 333 be careful not to get earth in your EYE... you could get lost there forever...

dreams

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 15:43:36 GMT

My dreams have been vivid again since i moved into my new space... very detailed..lots of info...of course i cant remember it all...just beautiful shimmer pieces..that are puzzling together now after being there so many times.. here is what i recall from this morning and what i recall from the underground ..temple...umm place....dunno.. first i was underground in a city made of roots..?aka the roots make everything walls that separate rooms.furniture ectect...ive been there alot lately...people wear earth toned clothes..including browns greys..yellows red and orange...the people are all differ rant nationalities..some of them..look.."other worldly" aka not human..but humanoid...very fae looking pointed ears..green gold skin.hair ranging from black to brown to orangey red...they seem to interact with the other people..just like anyone else..also other pointed ear creatures with more delicate features than the green gold creatures..they have lighter hair..shades of blond and pearly skin...very light almost glowing eyes..everyone there seemed at peace with one another..and speak to each other in calm low volume tones..it also appeared...that people spoke to each other without words.with gestures and energy....i could see energy exchanges between people in the form of liquidy looking light..that ranged the full rainbow spectrum. when i am there...there is always a constant..kind of mummbling or chanting....praying?.. a constant underlying sound..its ..comforting.. there is always a man who seems to be the leader.present..But his face changes...he wears orange robes and a hat that is shaped kinda like a mushroom..( ive searched online for one like it cant find it..)..eachtime he turns his hat his face changes..this does not seem to upset anyone..he has calm energy..but he is a bit scarey to me...nothing else there gives me a feeling of dread..except him...But its more of a childs dread of disappointing and elder than a fear based dread.... over the last week i have had many conversations with him...i cant recall what we say though and its maddening...it feels like he is giving me instructions about something important tho... this mornings dream..i remember our communication..we didnt use words..but sent each other pictures with our minds.. he showed me a girl who looked like me...But i dont think she was..she was...another dimensional me..or maybe a past or future me...dunno.. first he showed me her face... it startled me cuz it was me..and she looked kinda like she was in pain... i noticed she had what appeared to be a huge cable attached to her back...over her heart chakra... i felt worried for her..and then... i became aware that up until that point she didnt know..w were watching her..But... rite after...i saw the cable and felt sad for her..she looked directly in my eyes..and she looked startled... than...as if she didnt notice the cable before she noticed us noticing it..she started to grab at it...and cry then...she unplugged herself...and turned so i could see her back...and also i could see the connectors on the cable...the "Plug"..... she TOO had metatrons cube on her back...and the plug.....looked like the same formation..A METATRON PLUG she smiled huge at us...and then..wings came out of the metatron formation.....creating what looked like a set of wings..but made up of. lines....almost gridlike...and made of energy..not solid...... they the man stopped the "vision" of the girl..and he nodded at me......then i woke... weird huh... actually....im gonna go back to dreams now...i just woke up to get the kid off to school..and after typing all this..it makes me..wanna dream more... my dream world is better than any movie... love and light theresa

yesterday..was magic..here is my auto typing/ divination excersice for today.describing it....4 /19/ 08 .............. 22

Dustbunnyoflight — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 14:28:42 GMT

she sat day dreaming about her dreams.. of castles and thrones made of roots.. orange robes.. whispers... home... soft wings flapping right next to her ear... and then..a song that was ment to open chakras.. came from NowHERE... starting with her roots.. sing bowl..tones... opening her up..tingling roots.. the soft voice knew her...and moved up her body... then her belly... and she chanted trust..and the woman said trust... and then her heart vibrated with the sound..and it was all so profound.. she felt herself open...and the divine..vibrated through her. then..before the throat sound..she chanted speak truth speak truth.,., and the voices sang those words with her. the birds chatter became louder.. third eye..tingle..brighter light..each time..she sees more.. she chants see truth see truth see endless possibilities.. EYE SEE NowHERE.. and all Heres..and not heres.. oh how her soul turns the 3rd eyes site into beautiful songs that she can see...in her minds eye.. her own Alchemy..turns to melody... the song becomes further away now.. up in the sky its calling her.. and in turn..she calls out to it.. enter me she pleads.. and i will enter you unafraid.. she imagined a golden thread connecting her monkeys head.. to the divine realm... her head tingled..and THEN a rolling thunder cracked..through the sky.. as if to tell her... connection had been made conduit open circuit.. seeks roots... the sky opened up Hail....ice.. like diamonds..rained from the sky... then...a blanket of snow in springtime showed..her.. they were listening... they are always listening...her eye...zeroed in on it ...macro micro.. and realized.. it wasn't just snow.. but countless amounts.. of perfect and unique ice crystals.. like tiny mandalas. falling from the just seconds ago..clear blue sky.. I accept my role now.. I am open now.. dont think me a fool I just know this is all foolish a fraud ,,, a lie.. someone else painting... But she lives in her own..dream NowHERE ALLWAYS Now she knows...it Now she understands..how we can all drink from the vast well of creative consciousness how she can crate her own reality with her very own mind and hand.. thats the secret they dont want you to know You...are DIVINE... we all are power corrupts.. i just wanna laugh and project..love and light laughter is the key.. a snowflake...a perfect mandalas..fell upon the iris of her eye...and she WOKE UP.. the flame of her awaking....melted the snowflake..into a shimmering glimmr multifaceted tear.... that sang so very loudly.. Eye have always been and will forever be... NowHERE EYE AM...... the bringer of the love and the light.. NowHERE!!

S'ALLLlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll Just

Dustbunnyoflight — Wed, 16 Apr 2008 15:03:58 GMT

Lessons.....Kids.... the rest is a BONUS Love is our true condition... Fear is not love... Breathing is its own gift........ Eye love you one an all.. Love light **heavy sigh** Theresa ps..i wanna be that kid in the back row...3rd from the left....teehee