Hypnonautics

Art is courteous of Rachel Chow April 7, 2021  Rights of the Chagossian This dream s tarts off in a dark forest; it was a hero's quest, I presume. Three young heroes and a few companions wandered through the dark and foggy forest. The eldest of these three is a young woman, followed by her two younger brothers, not sure if they were of Indian or African descent. Their destination was within reach. If only they could pass through the forest, alive. To help them on their journey, they were assisted by a djinn. Two wishes had already been used; they have one left. As they continued through the forest, they were walking with a few non-human companions. One was a deer-like creature, reminiscent of the mythical Quilin from all across Eastern myth. If I remember correctly, this creature could talk, had the coat of a spotted deer with 7-9 small horns growing out of its back, specifically out of the thick of its lion-like mane. Its horns may have been made of green jade; despite their beaut...

Matthew T Rader on Unsplash March 10th: Corrective Tax I had a dream about what I am calling “corrective taxes.” In the dream, they were being implemented by the government to deter prostitution by applying a tax to the act of prostitution to make it increasingly unaffordable. This tax would be extended beyond prostitution and into the realm of pornography as well, without outright outlawing it. In the dream, this was an economic principle of corrective taxes that the government used to move the people toward society’s desired outcome. What could a real world application of these types of taxes look like? Well, first of all, I think it would be better expressed as a type of fine. These on-the-spot penalties, or fines, would be attached to certain illegal activities in place of immediate incarceration. The fine could be calculated at how much you risked at the time you were committing the crime. If you have over $100k in cash/assets and partake in a crime to gain a $50k profit, you dir...

March 10th Justice for our Protectors: This post is still in the works - please, be patient with the process. This is not going to be an easy subject to cover. The topic at hand is “rape in the military.” Please, do not read if the topic is not for you. The dream begins as follows: I'm swimming (I was flying, but the motions were like I was swimming) through the air and I overhear a young woman say she wants to join the military. She specifically says, "this is what I want unless someone can give me a good reason to change my mind." At first I say nothing, but then, I think “if not me, who and when?” So I decide to take on the task and call her from above. As we talk, she explains to me that it is because of an anime called Tatsuya. (The anime's real name is "Saga of Tanya the Evil," a military other-world anime. This is what I perceived she meant in the dream) She is so inspired that she drops out of school to begin preparing to enroll in the military. If y...

  November 16; This dream took place amidst the chaos of a zombie apocalypse; it was terrifying but also kinda awesome.  The number of zombies was truly remarkable. Survival at all seemed to be a miracle of sorts. Somehow through all of the chaos, I managed to find my way out of the infected zone; however, this respite would be but a moment and nothing more. As I re-entered the infected zone, I encountered a man who had suffered a great loss. There was a door with several names written in red from top to bottom on the door. All the names were of infected individuals on the other side. One of those names, "Stephanie," was the name of his wife. I looked at the door, held up my hands, put my thumb and middle finger together, extended my other fingers, and snapped. In response, the first name disappeared. I snapped again, and the second name disappeared. Though I could not see those on the other side of the door, with a few more snaps of my finger, the rest of them were liberated...

  Photo by Michael Descharles on Unsplash November 8th ; American Theonomy In the 1st Dream, I traveled to Japan with my brother. For the trip, we were staying with a big family that opened their home to us. Their home looked like a traditional Japanese home, except it had thick wooden sliding doors, and it was inside a skyscraper on what could have easily been the 25th floor. Their father took off work to spend a few days with us, having planned out a few adventures during our time with them. He also prepared a delicious looking dessert, a homemade plum honey/syrup that was to be added to rice, similar in concept to mango sticky rice. In this family were three sons, all of whom were metalheads. The three sons all bought wigs so they could headbang to their favorite songs. But when they were done, they would take them off, revealing short hair underneath the long wigs. The 2nd Dream consisted of a conversation between two Christians wherein the statement was made,  “Heart cha...

Photo by Jonathan Borba on Unsplash The Protectorate State Biblical Theocracy Politics: A volatile topic that I am deciding to delve into. Through this post, I will face my ignorance regarding politics using the Bible as my guide. We shall look at two topics in the pursuit of coming to a greater understanding - those topics being: Ownership Distribution Without further ado, let us begin with the topic of ownership and production. Ownership : Production When talking about ownership, the words “Capitalism” and “Socialism” are often the first to mind. Capitalism constitutes the private (individual) ownership of the means of production, distribution, and exchange. Socialism “promotes” collective ownership of these same three institutions . How one understands ownership will be based on one of two theories. Some have proposed that the earth was made by God for mankind to rule over. One might look to Genesis 1:26-30 to corroborate this worldview .  Our second opposing theory suggests t...

Photo by Keagan Henman on Unsplash September 6, In my dream, a controversial story came across the news, apparently, an anchorman was found to have markings of a right ring political group. I have the feeling it was a red circle on the back of his left shoulder with an "R" or some symbol inside the circle. Members would use this to get access to group meetings I believe. This was quite scandalous in this dream for some reason. Once I awoke, dream logic plagued my mind. From this state of corruption, I began to write everything you are about to read below.  "Shouldn't news people take a more objective approach to their personal lives and not one leaning either right or left. The reason being, if they are objective and produce objective news then they can truly call themselves objective reporters. However, to create true objectivity we must create objectivity (you heard that right), and this is our dilemma. To have objective media we must have objective media already,...

September 3 There were two kingdoms at war with each other, but it was not the people who fought the battles. It was a King from both sides, a group of princes, and a princess on each side. One nation was the human side; this was the kingdom I followed. The other was full of monsters with human qualities. After a very intense skirmish that occurred just a few minutes prior, the beast-men wandered into our territory on the hunt for some form of retribution for our assault. From a hideout in the caves, we looked down upon the beast and plotted our next move. The young King decided that he would take a smaller group from among the bunch, princes only, and invade the neighboring kingdom a second time with much darker intentions than before. He did not want to tell the princess of his plan, nor his advisor (another prince), knowing full well that they would oppose him. He was right.  "This is more than a war between nations; it is a war within yourself. Don't do this. " the w...

Photo by Emiliano Vittoriosi on Unsplash August 18 ;  In a dream last night, I found myself walking down a dirt road with spiders on either side of me. I don't like spiders; needless to say, I was careful to walk along the center of the narrow path to avoid any and all possible contact with the creepy crawlies. One thought that came to mind when I reached the waking world was how thin the road must be between extremes. I like to think that I was walking in a grey zone. This grey zone path I had been on was so thin that it was not wide enough for a company of two to walk side-by-side with each other. Not a problem though, I was alone there. With spiders scattered along either side of the path and the sun's light fading, where I was might have been the right place for me, a sanctuary of patience and indecision blended together so enticingly that even now, I still can't refuse it. Maybe that's cowardly, possibly even heartless, that's fine by me. In a world where rig...