PHENOMENAL CASTE LEVEL EXPERIENCE
It's the level of comprehension of signals received that's dependent on the mindset of apprehension. The level of existence you have found yourself: as a pawn of others narratives; as a spin doctor seeking pawns; or your own rules of definition. They determine what you will apprehend and comprehend. They are tales of illusion of delusion from the mind being played by others, consciously; your experience, incidentally; or from your own neurotic psychoses.
Time's passage is the 'grand determinant' for what psycho-social category we've selected for ourselves. I can testify that my own "designation" came from a most round-about and contorted series of paths for which plans-made would have sent me only to some algorithmic, programmed mindsets validated by the smugness of herd consensual surroundings. Mine was an interplay of emotionally impressionable interactions that precipitated insightful perspectives which changed the interpretive perception of the signals encountered in my cognitive field.
The details are apocryphally anecdotal and good for character count padding found with 'published works'. I can best describe the phenomena as consciousness molding. It started randomly, and as the random anecdotals aggregated to to a quantity which revealed patterns, I apprehended threads of meaning. Those meanings brought me back to a misgiving I had as a child regarding the path of human social logic. It was a gut reaction, then. As years and the decades passed the observed and learned-of documented contradictions, paradoxes, and inconsistencies made me less reliant on the promotion and advocacy of the social order in place and open to other "assertions".
Those 'assertions' came in the form of the surreal and the incredulously marvelous. Those events made an indelible impression upon me for their symbolic advent as well as their practical fortuity for me in the moment. When it came to a critical head on Saturday, August 15th 1970 in the form of an exhortation to 'Do what I gotta do', I intuitively knew its implication would be shredding the basis on which my social (and holistic) focus had been based.
It was only as circumstances limited my interaction with the general social dynamic that the resulting latitude in my solitude allowed for the freed mind space to entertain signals other than the narratives being propagated in the media and the pedestrian space. I acquired greater respect for the survivalist and their reclusive self-reliant creeds. Yet, I wasn't satisfied to JUST BE existing in the absence-of-noise. I knew there was some phenomena 'out there' that was implying another dimension of existence and consciousness. That consciousness was not bound by the temporal paradigms and protocols of cultural history and contemporary (trendy) traditions.
In shredding the basis on which my world view operated, the more incidental emotional and intellectual space of detachment and estrangement from the immediate social bonds and their cultural obeisance was the emotional shock to my hormonal system. That hormonal system controlled my physiological response to the discernable changes and adjustments I had to make physically in my socially obligatory and discretionary navigations of the day. Doing that altered my mechanical mental gymnastics and the over-all consciousness that rationalized that navigation.
I was noticing the ever increasing disparate and comparative contrast between myself and others which declared for me that there was a subjectively unique perspective in which I was engaging. I knew the immediate compulsions for that behavior, but I hadn't defined for myself the path to the even more important goal, purpose and meaningfulness of that path.
As time passed, it was becoming clearer that an other human-agent or agents would not be the solution. The limitations for ANY one person to: 1-have that resonating intensity and 2-have the symmetry in intentions with me was not a practical or feasible expectations. This precluded, except for an improbable lottery winning probability
, that an acutely provocative source would be the 'answer to all my angsts soul-mate'. As this became more decidedly clear, rather than accept the accommodation with the mundane imperfect, I made myself the contrarian antagonist, de facto enemy of the consensus of temporal 'good'.
In that self-inflicted social banishment and exile from the social graces of my contemporaries
, I was left figuratively and literally with my dreams and their surprisingly subtle insights. As much as the acculturation and indoctrination of institutional and informal education influenced my perception and the derived thinking, so I found in the dreams the analogies, metaphors, and explicit didactics which temporal experience had been as my instructor.
The dynamics of that revealed to me that 'reality' is found simultaneously in many different dimensions of space in the past-present-and-future. Most contemporary folks live for the reality of the present based on the rationales of the narrative manipulated past. Sometimes those manipulations are done from acute provincialistic bias of the cultural history of the space. That cultural history for them is sincerely accepted as the true purpose of the stated "facts", if not the actual facts, per se. Then there are those who cynically use others sincere belief as widgets to spin a yarn of the reality they prefer that others believe, for some abstractly anointed 'good for all'. Then there are the indifferent to 'the facts' but have ala carte agnostic use of some those 'facts' that are useful to them.
This next group that is nihilistic toward 'the facts' and anarchic attitudes and actions to either of the formerly stated orders of 'reality'.
I see reality as an ever-changing and evolving consciousness from temporal and extra-temporal dimensions
. Temporally, we are mobile, tangible, sensory modules. Our sensate capacities allow us to receive signals. Due to historically expedient needs, certain signals had gained greater importance and priority for their immediate utility. That utility hasn't remained constant. The perceived increased dependency of need came from the over dependence of 'treating every problem as a nail, as if a hammer was the best expeditious means' than other options requiring a mindset that had yet to be developed to the point of utilizable appreciation.
Beyond the temporal and tangible sensory apprehended tools of conception there were more subtle and abstract tools of use. It is here where dreams provide the hints and clues of analogies, surrogates, and metaphors for the individual. In that space of detached estrangement one can see one's own mini-dramas by the cryptic analogies, surrogates, and metaphors presented in dreams so graphic that they could be holograms. Those 'holograms', set in the past, present, and future, are presentations of your own self, mostly [though other individual characters can be shown, absent your non-dream sentimental bias for-or-against them]
Learning from the aggregation of these dreams over time has not only been a curated, insightful knowledge experience, but a circumstantial fortuity of mentoring grace for me. I can only speculate that the fabricated ideations made by my subconscious for my dream protagonists are that each has their own energy. When I am in that frequency of resonance with whatever matching energy, it's as much as the Earth's magnetic field shields its from minor extra-terrestrial disruptors, shields 'my worldly operations' from the worldly based madness of 'off-the-chain' caste operatives. https://www.ebay.com/itm/304756699561
My monastic detachment and estrangement from their principalities and domains allows me the piece of peace to have my mind recreate unconsciously and subconsciously in the relative drama-free dimension of Self. It's in our neurotically, self-comprehend apprehension and perceptual interpretations of our mind's phenomena generated snapshot reports of our emotional perspective of the world which allow us the incidental appreciation of the dimensions that co-exist with our pedestrian temporality
