Many dreams I have are adventure-experiences, filled with empathy and often with newness that helps enhance what I can fathom. Yet this one felt more like an instruction set, or perhaps a revealing.
In our limited physical world, we have honed language mostly for communication purposes, for what is the point of insight if that insight cannot be described for another to share? But when that kind of communication can be intuitive, instant, and more complete like it can be in the dream realm, then language, which still exists, has a different purpose entirely. This is what was shown in such complex forms that I cannot remember details, though thankfully I was given a simple example to recall.
In our world, we give names to just about everything, which is a major part of how we communicate: wall, table, sad/happy, and so on. But notice the inherent weakness in our system: every name is subjective and varies from mind to mind. In a silly-simple sense, what I might consider and label a "table", you might consider something else, especially if you are sitting upon it or using it as a step stool.
Much more open to interpretation are the feeling-labels like "happy". Many of us--especially writers--struggle with this limitation, and are taught often to rely on context to make informed guesses.
But in this place I found myself in, things were all known by their purpose/function/capability--in other words, *how* it fulfilled its purpose. And then labels/words were or could be used like command functions to create something. I got the feeling this could scale near-infinitely (as in universe-infinitely), perhaps even the mechanism behind what we think of as "true names", but of course I was in no shape to ponder this (much less to record what little I considered). And so I was given a simple example.
Firstly, please understand the marvelous perspective change, knowing that how we create a wall is from taking various elements and hammering them together until we get the shape we want. But when I was shown how to "build" a wall, it was not with names of components like "wood" or "nails" but in terms of *function*. I was shown to name the function of the wall: sturdy, opaque/dividing, and so on, and only when I had said those things did the wall become built!
If I wanted a "window" in that wall, I needed only to call its function. So many of the things I could not recall enough to bring back from the dream! Perhaps I am too poor of a student, but like any well-meaning student, I was focused upon what little I could understand, and it was fascinating to my mind that creation revolved around merit-and-function rather than arbitrary-by-comparison names. It was like a hidden layer or misdirection has been shown to me, an adjusting within me so that I could see something more truly. At this point I felt the confusing intuition which speculated that if enough word-descriptors could be compressed together, the *essence* of that thing would be known in the universal "language". And then I found I was still pondering these quickly fading lessons(?) as my awareness shifted toward awakening.
In our limited physical world, we have honed language mostly for communication purposes, for what is the point of insight if that insight cannot be described for another to share? But when that kind of communication can be intuitive, instant, and more complete like it can be in the dream realm, then language, which still exists, has a different purpose entirely. This is what was shown in such complex forms that I cannot remember details, though thankfully I was given a simple example to recall.
In our world, we give names to just about everything, which is a major part of how we communicate: wall, table, sad/happy, and so on. But notice the inherent weakness in our system: every name is subjective and varies from mind to mind. In a silly-simple sense, what I might consider and label a "table", you might consider something else, especially if you are sitting upon it or using it as a step stool.
Much more open to interpretation are the feeling-labels like "happy". Many of us--especially writers--struggle with this limitation, and are taught often to rely on context to make informed guesses.But in this place I found myself in, things were all known by their purpose/function/capability--in other words, *how* it fulfilled its purpose. And then labels/words were or could be used like command functions to create something. I got the feeling this could scale near-infinitely (as in universe-infinitely), perhaps even the mechanism behind what we think of as "true names", but of course I was in no shape to ponder this (much less to record what little I considered). And so I was given a simple example.
Firstly, please understand the marvelous perspective change, knowing that how we create a wall is from taking various elements and hammering them together until we get the shape we want. But when I was shown how to "build" a wall, it was not with names of components like "wood" or "nails" but in terms of *function*. I was shown to name the function of the wall: sturdy, opaque/dividing, and so on, and only when I had said those things did the wall become built!
If I wanted a "window" in that wall, I needed only to call its function. So many of the things I could not recall enough to bring back from the dream! Perhaps I am too poor of a student, but like any well-meaning student, I was focused upon what little I could understand, and it was fascinating to my mind that creation revolved around merit-and-function rather than arbitrary-by-comparison names. It was like a hidden layer or misdirection has been shown to me, an adjusting within me so that I could see something more truly. At this point I felt the confusing intuition which speculated that if enough word-descriptors could be compressed together, the *essence* of that thing would be known in the universal "language". And then I found I was still pondering these quickly fading lessons(?) as my awareness shifted toward awakening.
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