“The human organism is seen as a minute representation of the cosmos… we are mirroring.” Pg. 82
I can still feel that moment, time standing still, power ~a Pluto moment…
I remember impressions of many dreams. The thread I pulled from a dream last night seemed real. I pulled it into waking life.
I asked, “Are we at war?”
“Yes,” was the reply.
I saw before me a military jeep. It was a camouflage green. The person driving it was a heavy-set man dressed in camouflage green. He had black hair and a black mustache. He was driving on a muddy field towards somewhere. He was carrying a nuclear weapon /device. I was standing near a wired fence. The device fell out and the bomb went off.
I was with John as the bomb exploded. I knew I would be dead. The dread of what was happening filled me. I felt pressure and the light was all around me. As if a giant monster took a deep breath. I was right in the middle. In the eye of the storm I listened, waiting for the exhale. For everything to be torn apart. My consciousness is aware of time. Time was standing still. What a profound feeling. A moment of silence. Quiet awareness before annihilation!
” As representation of the underlying process of life, death and rebirth of the struggle of opposites and their resolution. Archetypes, images in their multitude or social and historical forms draw human beings into connection with the primary most pervasive process of the universe.” ~ Pg. 85 Jung, Synchronicity and Human Destiny. ~Ira Progoff