Month: July 2014

Guest Blogger: Mike’s Dream

Mike's-Dream

Special thanks to the fabulous Mike D. for this wonderfully poetic & thought provoking dream. You can catch Mike on Twitter, his handle is @DailyDoober.

A special word to you. Yes you, you know who I mean. You, the person that was moved by Mike’s Dream. You’re thinking to yourself right now, I know I can feel it. Your thinking to yourself, wow that dream was amazing, the guy who wrote it is amazing. You know what, your instincts are correct, he is amazing & you owe it to yourself to get in touch with him. There is no chance from here to infinity that a soul as bright as that of Mike D. would ever have to be forced to walk alone. Not in my reality, not in Brett’s Future. So go on you, dream a little, get in touch with him, you never know where providence just might take you.

 

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Guest Blogger: Heather’s Dream

Heather's-Dream

This stunning dream by none other than Heather. Thank you for dreaming with me darling.

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Backyard Surfing

Waves of love

I’m grounded. Barefeet solidly placed in my grassy backyard. It’s a bright sunny day as the birds regale me from a nearby tree. I begin to feel the surge of electrons as Mother Earth gives me her gift.

The sun rays flow warmly down on my face and I close my eyes and turn towards them. Like a magnet I can feel my skin absorbing the tachyons, they warm me and not just my skin. Their electric bombardment causes a chain reaction as they ride waves of current deep within me.

The tachyon current flows through my body. Feet to face and back again the circuit streams. My body becomes lighter, I feel it. I’m doing my best to harmonize with the rhythm of the current. I fumble a little with my feelings, my emotions. I know that the key to my harmonization lay there.

A breakthrough is realized as I consider my intuitive understanding. I marry my brain. I remember that my brain is not really matter at the sub quanta level, it’s waves. So as the Sun and the Earth recharged my battery I surf the waves of my brain.

It was a difficult ride until I found the key. It was a logic that both hemispheres could agree upon.  It was so simple the secret could be formed in two words.

Give Love.

Harmonization became much easier after that. My battery became so full that tachyons began exploding out of me. So I’m standing there in my backyard my hands on my heart my face to the sun and these buggers are pouring out of me. My face is wet from the overflow.

That was the rhythm that I was searching for. My brain synced automatically and then I was tuned in. My skin became hypersensitive as it tingled from the rhythm and flow of the electron beam. I was entranced by the harmony and so I dreamed. This is my dream as I rode the current of love.

I dreamed for a healthy atmosphere full of life giving tachyons.

I dreamed for a revitalized Mother Earth as I felt my own connection warm my feet.

I dreamed for world peace and for a new reality for all who are suffering.

I dreamed for newly found friends and for their own hearts dreams. A surge of tachyons leave my face as I think this thought, travelling through our connectedness to you, I know you can feel it, ‘cause I feel it too.

I dreamed for my wife and no more achy knees and an abundance of love for my darling fairy.

I dreamed for my boys and for hearts passions found. May your search be a peaceful one, my heart is always yours.

I dreamed for my family and for the love we all carry. No distance, no silence can ever diminish.

I dreamed for Mum and her forgetful ways for lasting peace and happy days.

I dreamed for Vicki and of luscious dark soil. May it rain, may it rain and may that soil do you well as it basks in the sun even as you bask in the glow of all who adore you, none more so than I.

I dreamed for Brenda and her so busy life. She has such love in her heart, may she not forget herself in her hustle and bustle. There are those who wish to return that love to her.

I dreamed for Larry and for doing it through there. Slow your pace, it’s not a race, for yourself please take care. We want you to stick around, many more stories we must share.

I dreamed for Scott and a speedy recovery. To a long lived life full of fitness and vitality.

I dreamed for Christine and for renewal, a new world to explore. May the river of life carry you to your true hearts fulfillment.

I dreamed for all, please know it is true. In the moments within the harmony, within the flow, there were tachyons I sent that had your name on them, yes I do mean you.

I roused myself as the overflow subsided and I stood for a little while. I took a breath and then another and allowed the wash to subside.  As my senses began to return to normal I lowered my head and opened my eyes. I’m energized and inspired, so I decided to write this post.

Thank you for reading and thank you for helping me dream. You are all making Brett’s Future a reality.

With only one thing left to say, I’ll just borrow from a recent tweet of mine if that’s OK?

One wish I have for you today
I send it from above
This wish for you, please let me say
Is that your day is full of love

 

Namaste

 

Guest Blogger: Samantha’s Dream

Samantha's-Dream

This amazing dream thanks to the wonderful dreamer from Hawaii, Samantha.
Not only a talented dreamer, but a talented blogger as well. Check it out it’s called Embracing a Wounded Soul. Do yourself a favor and have a look at her beautiful blog, click on the link.
You can also get her on Twitter @HonuaNani.

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Guest Blogger: Sienna’s Dream

Sienna's-Dream

Thanks to the lovely little Sienna and her wonderful dream. Beautiful words from the darling 4 year old.

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Through the Vortex

Spinning torus

The rock in my hand feels heavier than it should. It’s almost as if gravity is playing tricks on me. Then I realize that this extra weight is everywhere. My whole body is heavier. I notice my muscles are aching. Everything feels more dense, more solid. I think that I know where I am, but I can never be too sure when I get caught in a reality shift.

I let the rock fall unflung to the forest floor and drag my heavier body over to the nearest boulder. I sit exhausted and try to work out how I got here, see if I can decipher the reality shift.

I breathe, the air still smells good, the forest has done its job. I see a small stream nearby and I notice the sound of the running water. It has a muffled sound, like I’m hearing it through a closed window. It is how the forest appears to me as well as the foliage appears unclear, a verdant blur.

I can breathe. That appears to be the only physical function I have that is unhindered by the vortex fluctuations of this reality shift. I feel fortunate that I have as least one tool with which to retrace my steps and return home.

Still I feel a tension, I worry that maybe this time I won’t make it back home, back to my family. I hate that feeling ’cause I know that if I feel that way, even if I think that way it makes the vortex fluctuations worse. So I try to just focus on the only thing I can, the only thing so far that I can wrestle control of from the vortex. My breath.

The extra gravity in this reality is killing me. My back is sore as I slouch against the rock feeling like I’ve just been on a binge of hotwings and beers. Thinking of food reminds me of my friends and another reason to get this right, I need to get back to them as well.

I feel the tension rising again. So I decide that I need to leave the boulder and somehow carry this heavy body of mine over to the stream. Fresh cold water on my face, that’ll help. With grunts I stagger like a drunk to kneel before the stream. My feet and knees muddied from the soft soil.

I look up at the tree above my head and the smaller plants to my left and right. After some effort I begin to see them more clearly. It’s only a slight improvement as the first fractals begin to emerge to my sight but I am encouraged by it.

I gaze down at the water that trickles by before me. Sunlight refracts like fluttering ribbons across the stream as my eyes became tuned to the photon density. Just being near the soil and the water was beginning to quell some of the more severe fluctuations in the vortex.

I still feel heavy, dense and flat. But thoughts of home draw me on. I know what I need to do. The soil and the water were encouraging me, but I had to do the rest myself. Remember, there is no spoon I think to myself as I close my eyes and put my hands on my lap. I don’t know why I say that silly quote, I saw it in an old movie once. I like it and well, I don’t know, it sort of feels right to use when I’m trying to get out of these reality shifts that keep popping up.

You gotta use whatever you can my Dad always says. And nowadays, well these reality shifts are disturbing the peace everywhere. One minute I’m just sitting quietly and the next bam, a reality shift bubble strikes and I’m stuck in a reality with double density gravity.

I realize my thoughts are wandering and give myself a mental admonishment. There’s only one way I can do this and I know it so the sooner I calm my mind the sooner I can make it happen and jump back to my reality. Back home.

Breathe. That’s what I tell myself. It starts there. So I try to slow everything down. I take slow deep breaths. I hold them in and then slowly exhale. After a few I can sense my body feeling less dense, my muscles less oppressed by the gravity in this reality. Soon my body goes numb, as if it is no longer there.

In this numbness my mind searches. It feels like I’ve walked into a very bright room from the dark, my mind searches clumsily. After fumbling for a while I eventually realize that to continue to search I must stop searching. So instead of shuffling around the bright room I simply allow my mind to stop looking.

As I do that the floor falls away from the room. The vortex fluctuations have collapsed and I am carried inwards securely through ever decreasing fractal layers. Instinctively I know that my minds journey is taking me rapidly towards the singularity. The intensity of the tachyon energy is palpable as faster than light speed I travel towards the center of the toroidal field.

The power, the electro-magnetism, the force that my mind feels as it reaches the point of singularity is indescribable. There is nothing and there is infinity coexisting as one, as whole. It is the ultimate for there is no other ‘thing’ with which to compare.

But so fleetingly it is gone for me as I ride the currents of electricity. Through the polarity I am spat back out into my reality. My body remains seated but I instantly feel lighter, less dense and I know that I have been able to once more escape from the reality shift and return home.

I don’t get up straight away, whilst it is fresh I allow the wash of tachyons to continue to infuse my body as the afterglow of the jump through the vortex slowly fades. Every time I have to do a reality shift return I am always in awe of this feeling. It makes my heart sing this sensation I have to admit, but I mostly keep that to the shower.

I’m just thankful that I remember this feeling, this sense I have and can use it to help me make the jump, otherwise I’d get stuck. See I discovered the secret by accident, but most of it my Dad explained to me. If you’re interested I’ll share it with you?

“Excuse me Mr Carter” the voice forces me to open my eyes.

“Tobi, just call me Tobi” I reply.

“Well then Tobi, can you please adjust your seat forward we are preparing the shuttle for landing.”

I better do as she says. Sorry guys, I guess I’ll have to tell you my anti-vortex-fluctuation-reality-shift secret another day, or maybe I’ll get my Dad to do it, he knows that technical stuff better than me. Until then…….

Safe travels my friends.

Are you interested in what Tobi’s Dad has to say about how to defeat these reality shifts? Have a read his post entitled ‘The Dichotomy of Duality‘ to find out more.

Guest Blogger: Scott’s Dream

Scott's-Dream

Thanks to Scott for sharing his musical dream about this amazing band. You can find Scott under the Twitter handle @GrooveTune. Click on the link to follow him!

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Guest Blogger: Brad’s Dream

Brad's-Dream

Thanks to Brad for another great dream. Brad’s the man behind @SocietyBe click on the link to follow him on Twitter.

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Guest Blogger: Sylva Rose’s Dream

Sylva-Rose's-Dream

This lovely dream courtesy of the beautiful little dreamer Sylva Rose, aged 3 and 1/4. Thank you Sylva Rose for your great dream!

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.

Guest Blogger: Scarlett’s Dream

Scarlett's-Dream

Thanks to the wonderfully talented little mermaid queen, 6 year old Scarlett. It is truly a beautiful dream.

If you would like to submit your own dream please click on the link to the original post entitled…..

The Dream of Life.

Go on, share your dream on Brett’s Future, sing your song!

You can now see all of the dreams submitted so far by viewing our Dream Gallery.