Travelling in "Inception"

I have always found the transformative Gates from Sumerian myth fascinating, and especially the idea that Earth was not a realm of death. Given that characters are still able to be killed, I would venture the suggestion that most of the experiences told about in the non-death mode were those of the Faerie Race. Mortal humans come into it in different ways and, for the most part, experience the Faeries as haughty and extremely polarized (typical of a civilization's end times).
The Gates document the levels on which the psyche exists. Inanna, Goddess of Love, is able to travel (project) through the Universe by contracting and expanding her awareness.
Recently, I sensed that the film Inception (starring Leonardo DiCaprio) could be related to these stories of Descent and Ascension through the levels of "dream" (existence). I specifically enjoyed the depiction of the event speed difference in those levels - a reference to Frequencies?

Romanian Day in Ireland

Today (Dec. 1st) was Romania's National Day. It didn't start off so good, with the phenomenon called "freezing rain" (which is very rare around these parts) making a spectacular entrance, followed by floods... and also the Military Parade, which I can hardly see the appeal of in the 21st century (except for humanitarian missions, but you don't need missiles for those!).

But it closed in a cheerful manner, of which I was infinitely pleased: I heard of an unusual show in Ireland, involving their national orchestra. A composer has put to music the lyrics from our "Merry Cemetery" headstones (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Merry_Cemetery) - linking our two cultures across time and space, and performing the songs with the help of the choir format. A Pixie-looking girl from the Irish audience said, "Teens should listen to more music like this". The composer described it as an "Adventure". Another description of it explained how the lyrics bring those people into the present.

Now THAT was something I felt like celebrating today (the connection with Ireland being something so deeply intuitive within me, that I get high whenever anything like this happens in reality) - although I can see the connection isn't known, i.e. they are not two different cultures at their root. Catch the Stargate Crosses! But perhaps this is where I come in...

Romanian Fairytales & Mircea Cãrtãrescu

I have discovered that Romanian culture has a distinct involvement with Stargates, expressed first and foremost in the belief that the land itself is a so-called "Mouth of Heaven", as in being found on the borderline between dimensions (sensing this opening into another realm). These are the most recent clues I've come across.

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And Mircea Cãrtãrescu says that "life as something between birth and death, surrounded by nothingness" is a mindframe we need to overcome: life is a larval or pupal stage, which enables us to then "take the gate to Universal life". 

This is very interesting as it also recalls Mihai Eminescu's explanation of "genius" as someone who already has a Passport in life, to this Universal life. Note that this is not about 'rewards' or 'punishments', but about what the human individual does from within - affinities, attractions, and the way the soul is diligent in following his own path.

More recently, people have started noticing that through the work of Poets, what is called "scientific knowledge" is being transmitted - even before certain principles are discovered as part of 'Science'. This is certainly a field I'd like to explore more in the future: how can a poet know how the Universe was formed, for example, without any scientific training, and then have his ideas confirmed by later ages? 

The Faerie Gateway (dream)

This was a dream-travel sequence from five years ago:

The next sequence began. I looked up at the stars through the branches of trees. An inner voice said the star cluster was the Pleiades. As I focused on one, more prominent star, it began to spiral slowly. This had quite a hypnotic effect which played on my sense of balance. I felt a tingling of excitement as I realized something was going to happen to me. I tried to calm my emotions as I knew they would project me out of what was being initiated. I surrendered to the star's motions and found that it had taken me through to another reality. As I looked back down and around me again, I was the same - but the landscape had changed.

I was in a fir forest, at evening time. I heard singing voices coming from nearby, and soon a few People met me, carrying lanterns. I could hear their voices inside my head. They gave me information, such as the fact that what to us was a modern Pop song had actually been taken out of Faerie a long time ago. If we listened to the words and the effects the words spoke of, we would recognize it, they said. 

We were on a wooded ridge, surrounding a lower area. The People attempted to gently lure me to a nearby 'welcome' area (I could see the projection of a house), but I told them I wanted to see what was beyond those Mountains in the distance. They explained that it was too far away for me to attempt that journey at that time, and that there were also obstacles like water which I could not swim. They then offered to show me something, and we went down to the valley.

There was a big, luminous Tree. The People said to stick around, because the Tree was 'just about to do something'. Indeed it did, it bloomed and I was struck by intense awe and wonder. It drew me closer and I realized this was another threshold. I opened my arms in acceptance - as I did this, I was pulled into a much more energetic ride than the way by which I had come in. With a breath that felt like my first intake of air after having learned to breathe underwater, I woke up in my bed. I exclaimed, "WOW!"

The 'energetic ride' happened through a tunnel exactly like the one shown below. There are many animations of 'wormholes', but I chose this one for its amusing annotation ("I saw this in my dream")... Seems I'm not the only one merrily tobogganing there!

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* Picture: "The White Tree" by Gunvor Paludan