Seeds of Consciousness — Chapter 3 — Part 4
The Ocean of Consciousness
Definitely not Ok with this.
I wonder how I should react to this.
Does it mean I can take it wherever I want?
The government won’t allow it.
What will I feed her?
I never thought of having a rhino as a pet.
I suddenly had these impressions that triggered memories of my ex-wife when I was dating her… she used to tease me with these phrases like:
“Don’t get ahead of yourself.”
Then I thought of a mother breastfeeding her baby.
“But mothers don’t hug their babies when they breastfeed them. And in my mental images, emanating lights were coming from the heart of this mother then these lights were turning into milk.”
“Wait! …
Why am I thinking of these nonsense things?”
And then I remembered amulets.
“Why am I thinking of amulets?”
Then I thought about the cartoons which possessed the power of animal spirits that can shrink and fit into amulets.
“Wait…!!”
“It’s as if my questions were being answered symbolically. All the questions I was asking are being answered in my mind.”
“Oh! God no, it can’t be real. It’s the rhino, the rhino is talking to me!”
I saw a mental image of Oprah telling me.
“You betcha!”
Then I was wondering if she had a name.
I then saw an image of an old wooden statue of a woman with a mixture of braided and long dreadlocks. This statue was holding a pot of overflowing water.
That was her name.
What would you call that?
How can I compress this symbolism into one word?
An Oracle? Or the priestess or Gaia herself. I could only interpret it in terms of the symbolism behind these images.
That an old wooden statue represents the work of man. Ancient people’s work. It might have been there as a symbol of some sort of a deity or a goddess that provides life, or wisdom. Of course, braided long hair represents an oracle or some sort of priestess. Something very in tune with the natural world. It couldn’t have been a shaman because she doesn’t have any shamanic tools with her. Just a pot of overflowing water. An overflowing pot of water is always a symbol of life.
But again, this is just speculation, time will reveal it all.
Because of her personality. I compared her with an old wise woman. She has that sense of knowing, compassion, and is full of guidance. It was as if I was part of her herd, and she was protecting me and guiding me.
There is more to rhino than meets the beast!
We walked for about two more hours. Crossing rivers, valleys, and shrubs. It was interesting because, even though we came across major large animals like lions, cheetahs, and elephants, they never even dared to harass us. It was as if they had a code.
“We don’t hunt whoever is with the rhinos”.
We reached a shallow river with very clear water. Besides the river, there was a tree. I could not tell what type of tree it was. There was a rock beneath it that wasn’t too big but was large enough for me to rest on. The rhino for some reason headed straight to that tree and lay down. I was exhausted so I joined her.
I sat down on the rock laying the back of my head against the tree. Trying to catch a breath, I took my boots and socks, so my legs could get some fresh air. Suddenly the rhino put her chin on my left leg. It was as if the rhino was waiting for me to do so. I could also say it is not my habit to take my shoes off in public, this was not my original idea, and that the rhino was suggesting it to me?
I felt light-headed. I stepped inside her world. Inside her mind. I could feel her strong body. I noticed her strong heartbeats. At first, her heartbeats were racing at a different rate compared to mine. Then they started to synchronize and soon they became harmonious. My heart and the rhino’s heart were in one harmony with the same beats.
The ocean of consciousness.
The ocean of consciousness felt animalistic, but there was a thread, or perhaps it was a stream of consciousness that was beyond animal instincts. Slowly, it oozed out of the animal’s consciousness. I allowed it to come to me. Then this other consciousness began to become clearer.
Soon the animalistic consciousness faded away. I had entered another layer of the rhino’s consciousness, the part of her that is divine. It was like there were multiple floors of consciousness, but these layers of consciousness were stacked one on top of another.
As I drifted deeper and deeper into her higher and divine levels of consciousness. I was in a place that appeared to be like a desert. More like a grave of dead giant trees and animals, I witnessed lots of animal bones. It seems like it used to be a part of the thick forest that I could see ahead of me. I wondered what really happened there?
There was a river coming from that forest. But because the desert was so dry. The river could barely penetrate to the outer edges of this consciousness. It was not able to penetrate the lower levels of the consciousness of this rhino. Therefore, whatever was hidden within the consciousness of this rhinoceros could never reach our world. I saw it drying and becoming polluted before it reached the horizon.
I marched towards the forest which was emanating light from the center. As I entered the forest, I saw a garden.
In this garden. There were all kinds of plants, beautiful and magnificent. There were only small creatures like birds, squirrels, and bunnies, but I didn’t see any larger animals.
Because of a circular stepped mountain with a broad plateau at the top, the river flowed from the middle of the forest. The rivers were flowing in both directions from the circular steps, making it look like a giant fountain. At the very top of that mountain, there was another picturesque garden.
At the very center of the garden, there was a giant biological egg-like dome. As I was approaching it, it opened its petals like a blooming flower.
At the center of this dome, there was a very large cucumber-like fruit, its size was about three times my height. The cucumber was at the very center of the garden. This cucumber-like fruit was surrounded by a variety of other larger pod-like fruits, which were nicely arranged on the petals of the opened egg-like dome. There were lots of them. I had a feeling that this was like a library, A library of worlds in the sense that seeds of worlds were being preserved.
The cucumber in the center; opened like a blooming flower. Then I saw a woman coming out of the center of that cucumber. She wasn’t the model type of girl, but she had a radiance of beauty, with very long dark hair. Her skin was like that of a milked chai, the color of clay, which gave me the sense of earth itself.
There was sadness on her face. After passing through that desert of dead animals, any human being with emotions would expect that from her.
There is a story here. It’s the kind of story I’m waiting to hear.
She gave me a smile that could only remind me of the love of my mother.
At that time, I didn’t take any hallucinogens or any types of vision-inducing plants. I was clearly aware of what I was seeing, and vividly remembered how I got to where I was. It was not a dream. Neither was it an imagination because everything I saw, heard, breathed, and touched was as real as it could get.
She levitated closer to me extending her arm towards my heart, touching me gently.
Saying:
“Hello,
I AM Oghuwe Uhee.
I am the guardian of this land. I have been taking care of this place for thousands of years. I have been worshiped by many for ages before the chaos and confusion came upon my children.
I summoned you here to reveal some truths to you.”
Seeds of Consciousness — Chapter 3 — Part 4
The Ocean of Consciousness
Definitely not Ok with this.
I wonder how I should react to this.
Does it mean I can take it wherever I want?
The government won’t allow it.
What will I feed her?
I never thought of having a rhino as a pet.
I suddenly had these impressions that triggered memories of my ex-wife when I was dating her… she used to tease me with these phrases like:
“Don’t get ahead of yourself.”
Then I thought of a mother breastfeeding her baby.
“But mothers don’t hug their babies when they breastfeed them. And in my mental images, emanating lights were coming from the heart of this mother then these lights were turning into milk.”
“Wait! …
Why am I thinking of these nonsense things?”
And then I remembered amulets.
“Why am I thinking of amulets?”
Then I thought about the cartoons which possessed the power of animal spirits that can shrink and fit into amulets.
“Wait…!!”
“It’s as if my questions were being answered symbolically. All the questions I was asking are being answered in my mind.”
“Oh! God no, it can’t be real. It’s the rhino, the rhino is talking to me!”
I saw a mental image of Oprah telling me.
“You betcha!”
Then I was wondering if she had a name.
I then saw an image of an old wooden statue of a woman with a mixture of braided and long dreadlocks. This statue was holding a pot of overflowing water.
That was her name.
What would you call that?
How can I compress this symbolism into one word?
An Oracle? Or the priestess or Gaia herself. I could only interpret it in terms of the symbolism behind these images.
That an old wooden statue represents the work of man. Ancient people’s work. It might have been there as a symbol of some sort of a deity or a goddess that provides life, or wisdom. Of course, braided long hair represents an oracle or some sort of priestess. Something very in tune with the natural world. It couldn’t have been a shaman because she doesn’t have any shamanic tools with her. Just a pot of overflowing water. An overflowing pot of water is always a symbol of life.
But again, this is just speculation, time will reveal it all.
Because of her personality. I compared her with an old wise woman. She has that sense of knowing, compassion, and is full of guidance. It was as if I was part of her herd, and she was protecting me and guiding me.
There is more to rhino than meets the beast!
We walked for about two more hours. Crossing rivers, valleys, and shrubs. It was interesting because, even though we came across major large animals like lions, cheetahs, and elephants, they never even dared to harass us. It was as if they had a code.
“We don’t hunt whoever is with the rhinos”.
We reached a shallow river with very clear water. Besides the river, there was a tree. I could not tell what type of tree it was. There was a rock beneath it that wasn’t too big but was large enough for me to rest on. The rhino for some reason headed straight to that tree and lay down. I was exhausted so I joined her.
I sat down on the rock laying the back of my head against the tree. Trying to catch a breath, I took my boots and socks, so my legs could get some fresh air. Suddenly the rhino put her chin on my left leg. It was as if the rhino was waiting for me to do so. I could also say it is not my habit to take my shoes off in public, this was not my original idea, and that the rhino was suggesting it to me?
I felt light-headed. I stepped inside her world. Inside her mind. I could feel her strong body. I noticed her strong heartbeats. At first, her heartbeats were racing at a different rate compared to mine. Then they started to synchronize and soon they became harmonious. My heart and the rhino’s heart were in one harmony with the same beats.
The ocean of consciousness.
The ocean of consciousness felt animalistic, but there was a thread, or perhaps it was a stream of consciousness that was beyond animal instincts. Slowly, it oozed out of the animal’s consciousness. I allowed it to come to me. Then this other consciousness began to become clearer.
Soon the animalistic consciousness faded away. I had entered another layer of the rhino’s consciousness, the part of her that is divine. It was like there were multiple floors of consciousness, but these layers of consciousness were stacked one on top of another.
As I drifted deeper and deeper into her higher and divine levels of consciousness. I was in a place that appeared to be like a desert. More like a grave of dead giant trees and animals, I witnessed lots of animal bones. It seems like it used to be a part of the thick forest that I could see ahead of me. I wondered what really happened there?
There was a river coming from that forest. But because the desert was so dry. The river could barely penetrate to the outer edges of this consciousness. It was not able to penetrate the lower levels of the consciousness of this rhino. Therefore, whatever was hidden within the consciousness of this rhinoceros could never reach our world. I saw it drying and becoming polluted before it reached the horizon.
I marched towards the forest which was emanating light from the center. As I entered the forest, I saw a garden.
In this garden. There were all kinds of plants, beautiful and magnificent. There were only small creatures like birds, squirrels, and bunnies, but I didn’t see any larger animals.
Because of a circular stepped mountain with a broad plateau at the top, the river flowed from the middle of the forest. The rivers were flowing in both directions from the circular steps, making it look like a giant fountain. At the very top of that mountain, there was another picturesque garden.
At the very center of the garden, there was a giant biological egg-like dome. As I was approaching it, it opened its petals like a blooming flower.
At the center of this dome, there was a very large cucumber-like fruit, its size was about three times my height. The cucumber was at the very center of the garden. This cucumber-like fruit was surrounded by a variety of other larger pod-like fruits, which were nicely arranged on the petals of the opened egg-like dome. There were lots of them. I had a feeling that this was like a library, A library of worlds in the sense that seeds of worlds were being preserved.
The cucumber in the center; opened like a blooming flower. Then I saw a woman coming out of the center of that cucumber. She wasn’t the model type of girl, but she had a radiance of beauty, with very long dark hair. Her skin was like that of a milked chai, the color of clay, which gave me the sense of earth itself.
There was sadness on her face. After passing through that desert of dead animals, any human being with emotions would expect that from her.
There is a story here. It’s the kind of story I’m waiting to hear.
She gave me a smile that could only remind me of the love of my mother.
At that time, I didn’t take any hallucinogens or any types of vision-inducing plants. I was clearly aware of what I was seeing, and vividly remembered how I got to where I was. It was not a dream. Neither was it an imagination because everything I saw, heard, breathed, and touched was as real as it could get.
She levitated closer to me extending her arm towards my heart, touching me gently.
Saying:
“Hello,
I AM Oghuwe Uhee.
I am the guardian of this land. I have been taking care of this place for thousands of years. I have been worshiped by many for ages before the chaos and confusion came upon my children.
I summoned you here to reveal some truths to you.”
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