Temple Solomon under construction

Had another peculiar dream last night, almost forgot it when I suddenly recalled. I was in Jerusalem, at a cafe late in the evening, holding a bag with unknown contents. I left the bag in the cafe to rendezvous at the location we were scoping out. I was on some kind of reconnaissance mission that required stealth and deliberate data gathering.

It is very unlike me to have dreams with an objective that seemed perilous and illegal. I arrived at the location only to be confused very deeply, astounded at what I saw, I refused to believe my dreaming eyes. What stood before me was a brand new Temple Solomon, I was going over the measurements in my dream (don't ask me how I knew them, I still don't know) and they were exact. The colors of the bricks and the pillars all matching the biblical account, I continued to gaze on in awe. I looked for a way in, the whole lot was surrounded by construction fences, I found an entrance. When I looked inside it was completely unfinished, the outside looked complete but within it was still under construction. Suddenly police drove up and asked me what I was doing, I told them that I was a tourist who was lost and wanted to see this beautiful temple. They told me to leave, I got off the property till they left.

While I was trying to reenter the grounds I realized that Israeli spec ops were on my tail. I set several mannequin decoys with an arsenal of distracting objects, smoke and flash bang grenades etc. They went through the construction grounds with viscous tenacity, I watched from off in the distance. Each time they tripped a dummy they would swarm and eviscerate it, I was not frightened, more just considering what would have happened if that was me. I watched as they methodically shredded through each decoy and then cleared the area. I left before they found me and returned to the cafe to retrieve the bag. A debriefing occurred but I cannot remember the details, most likely because I am not supposed to remember.

For me this dream represents my mind as a whole, a seemingly well built temple externally but an unfinished sanctuary within. I am very willing to admit that the stones of my mental temple are far from windows, but I feel that my escape from the dangerous and power drunk authority within my dream scape is an indicator that my progress is gaining momentum. Seeing the Temple Solomon in my dream, only to have a synchronicity in the book I'm reading concerning Solomon this morning, gives me hope. It invigorates my mental motivation, it reminds me of the work I must do to finish building. The time to chisel the raw stones of our brain quarries into bricks that will solidify our potential is now. The temple within each individual is beautiful, constantly being expanded upon, new rooms are discovered all the time. The mystery continues to reveal itself through our most direct line, the mind, we are being brought the internal substance for the solution, time to light the fire.

With Love, Light, and dream sight

Namaste,
A.D.IV