This is my translation of J. Bzoma`s article at: https://snienieprogresywne.pl/1685-2/
In it, the Topographer presents one of his dreams and its interpretation together with philosophical musings regarding human nature and its outlook on religious matters. I must say that what he states in his article resonates with me immensely.
I do not include the quotes here but it is prologued and followed by quotations from Halldór Laxness, Under the Glacier
Soul 7 (Atman)
Tonight I would like to ask what ideas constitute our Atman body – Soul 7?
This night might explain an awful lot! I might even find out what my real mission is about. What is the point of all the incarnations of “my” Soul, or even Its whole line of Consciousness?
A black three-part wallet flips open by the force of inertia. It looks empty (this is the schematic of the structure of Consciousness opening at the creases of its borders; black as it represents symbolically and deludedly the colour of the inquirer who is in the black descending stream!). The inside of the “pocket” is turned inside out.
The whole night someone is showing us around town. These are German (-8) tour guides, they might as well be Austrian? The tour guides keep changing all the time. As long as the tour guide is present I cannot remember anything of what I see. Only when the last one frees my hand I regain the consciousness of what is around me. Behind me there is a whole group of people accompanying me in the tour!
The tour guide lets go of my hand and wordlessly “says” to me that it is high time we (!) stopped being led by the hand! He has had enough of us! He walks away straight towards the screen of dream projection. He takes his departure where the main town street connects to another one from the left. I draw my attention to a little bundle on the ground resembling a crushed plastic bag. I think to myself that here even rubbish is thrown the German way. I walk up to the bundle and when I move it with my foot it disintegrates into a few little plastic bags. At the same moment one reality transforms into another (!). This bundle has its alter ego!
Now it looks like a tiny abandoned dog. It is a little crumpled like a bunch of little plastic bags from the previous reality. I walk around the dog in the counter clockwise direction. When I am in the spot where the street connecting to the main one is on my right hand side (and not like previously on the left hand side) a man walks up to me/us. He`s a German! Now another transformation takes place. The third reality takes place of the second one because I start telling someone what just happened at that moment!
-The German walks up to me, looks at what I am looking at and says (!):
-No Parrots!
His words sounded like a commitment that a man sets for himself for his future life. Throughout the city tour we all/I did not hear a single word uttered the way ordinary people do. Throughout the tour the words “spoken” were soundless. It wasn’t until this German (German=Niemiec, Niemiec=niemowa, niemowa=mute) started using the human language!
When the tour guide freed my hand, I immediately noticed that the street was wide but had no ornaments; the only details were geometrical figures placed next to ordinary house walls. After waking up I realised this street and these objects resembled a museum of forms which I visited before somewhere on the border between Manifestation and Non-manifestation in 8/2 Nothingness at level 8. I realised that the museum is “no one`s land” and that 8/9 Border is a museum of forms! It is a space where nothing can be built!
The wallet of ideas that I am to materialise in my lives is in fact empty!!! The wallet is merely an empty space resonating with our state of consciousness. It is us who creates excuses and reasons for being separate from the Source. The thing not to be done is parroting, copying. Maybe it is about not imitating others or maybe it is some kind of a warning not to create our own projections of anything and not to exteriorate these ideas as ones existing objectively. The force and direction of the inertia opening the wallet indicates the direction of Consciousness descending towards manifested being; descending to the very bottom.
I got up surprised by the simplicity and depth of this dream`s message. Additionally, my wife, as we were having breakfast, told me that my research efforts are futile. Why? She and all the people she knows don’t want a God that is nothing more than a mechanism. They want someone with a face, they want a personal relationship, they want someone to address in their final hour. They don’t want to feel alone at the final hour. In spite of all my metaphysical knowledge I have to admit she is right. What is more, people do not want to free themselves from their own perceptions they created in their own image, according to their own cognitive, spiritual and emotional capabilities. My desire to explore the actual reality of manifestation and Non-manifestation is nothing more than a whim, not needed by anybody. And this is where the truth lies about the reasons for humans having so many myths, religions and superstitions. People, rather than looking for the truth, fulfil their needs by transferring their images of their own importance into the Spirit world!
Anyone wanting to finish their lectures about God on a high note says He is the omnipotence, love, justice, merciful goodness or whatever else they fancy, that is incomprehensible to the human mind. Nobody wants the truth that the Ultimate Space in its highest form of Consciousness is absolutely devoid of meaning, emotion and matter. It lets us, without any intentions we associate with It, expand our projections regarding It to the point where it is too large for our comprehension and the bubble blows up! This happens because the beings deluded in their separateness remain undifferentiated and the Background-Non-manifestation 8-12/Source of Consciousness does not resist our desires and perceptions we might have of It and the subsequent emotions that are evoked due to them. No matter how big they become, they stay only within the deluded form of our (human) space and what they become is an element of the God structure but Its nature!!! Its nature is non-manifestable in the world of beings contrary to the specific, fragmentary, and deludedly separate images, as if à rebours. Compare it to the sun`s multiplied images during its eclipse which appear under trees or in grass in a huge number of its own projections; projections of the sole sun, refracted by the lens of each of the millions of leaves.