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I was physically exhausted, emotionally distraught, and bearing the
weight of a secret that I dared not tell to anyone: The out-of-body
experience had been looked at with reserve by the few whom I had told,
but a hearing a voice? Nope.
_____Dreaming_____
The first of the formal teaching dreams I recall began that night.
Upon reflection, this made perfect sense because I had just =met‘ my
Higher Self \ teacher on the physical plane, so finding myself in his
classroom was not a surprise.
The first thing I noticed upon becoming aware that I was dreaming—
an observation that created a psychological separation between the waking
me and the dreaming me—was that the dreaming version was calmly
accepting of events. He—that is I, also seemed to be a little bit smarter in
the questions I asked, and in comprehending the answers I received. I also
recollected the experience through this secondary point of view—
somewhat detached, as if I had a foot in both camps of here and there*.
Zzzz: We stood unseen beside a fountain in a square as the world
passed us by in slow motion. I somehow understood that, from within the
fabric of this psychological timeframe, all locomotion appeared this way
due to the difference in vibratory speed between physical existence and the
true speed of my energy consciousness. I knew that millions of physically
focused beings were having experiences such as mine; they called it
dreaming and they may or may not remember them, or necessarily know
that they were being taught.
A man of indeterminate age stood comfortably next to me. I knew
that I knew him—had met him countless times this way—only then that it
was Phillip. He glanced at me casually: I was important to him in ways I
could not fathom, yet I was unable to reciprocate. The best I could do was
to feel secure.
He allowed a moment for me to finish orienting myself.
"They don‘t know what they are doing," I finally said, signalling that
I had accepted my circumstance.
He ignored the comment because it required no response.
"Politics is one of the two basic translations of man‘s inner
awareness of his origins," he began formally. "The other is religion, both
of which manifest in your cellular programming."
 

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