I had one dream where I remember a fight occurring, and there was a hint of connection to another, or other dimensions, like one group was hiding some link to it, or trying to stop belief in connection, to some, perhaps, higher selves or more of themselves, that might be accessible to anyone. Some truth hidden. In part, a thought war. I am not sure. But there was a realization on the part of one side, and I heard a voice say something-"Titan Network", referring to the hidden, and then I woke up.
I'm not sure if I believe that actual Titans existed, as in very large humans. I have read about such things, and seen alleged photographs of giant humans. And some things just seem curious, about our history, like there might be a lot more to it than has been able to survive to be viewed, to now... Things that seem much too complex for the time period they are supposedly from. I wonder if Titans are simply those with connections able to be seen, like, networks, like how I have seen myself as connected to others (though, I know how I have been viewed as crazy, and my thoughts of finding patterns and connections, labeled and written off as errors such as confirmation bias)- my being is much larger than this little body, or connected to a being, much larger, that is still "me", although I might forfeit that designation, in ways that I might employ it normally, and, I guess, what I have seen has given me information enough to say that I am not "me", either. But it's a matter of how you see it. Though, it could all be me. I've tested it out, I guess, to see it- and make things work.
But truthfully, I don't know, and there may have been giants at one time. Yet, still, I guess that doesn't preclude the possibility that it might apply to what I mention, that our beings are not limited, to the dimensions we see of them, only.
I woke up, and Alphas was playing still on Netflix- I fell asleep watching it. It was a rather intense action/fight scene. I rewound to see if they had said "Titan" anything, but found nothing, though I don't doubt my subconscious was picking up on audio of the action.
I fell back asleep, and I remember I was going with my friend, Rob, to my old Church. I haven't been there in a long time. I don't know why I was going. For some reason it was held really early in the morning, and at first I was going to come back later, for the later service, but then more people began to show up, so I decided to stay. It was still dark out. Still very early. And it was held in a gymnasium, or that's where we found ourselves to begin, congregating. It was very hot, and I began to sweat. I was wearing my Tilly hat, which has a huge brim. I was getting many eyes, perhaps for the hat, my tie dye (I never wear tie dye) esque shirt, and because I hadn't been in so long, and people were recognizing me. They- Some seemed to remember my name, though I had trouble remembering any of theirs.
Rob didn't want to go, but I convinced him just to suffer through it for me. I had a reason I needed to be there.
At some point, I was across the room- the gymnasium, and ran across to Rob, as he was sitting or laying on the ground, with many people around. I ran, jumped really high, and did a wrestling drop-elbow near him, joking. I absorbed the impact of landing with no trouble. Though, some others seemed concerned.
Rob was also wearing some tie-dye, and his signature as of late unkempt hair, and shaggy beard, and glasses.
After this, I came into contact with a female, who knew my name, who I remember being in the same class as at church growing up, and who was always nice. And then I came into contact with her older sister. But I don't remember her having an older sister. But I seemed to, here. She took my hand, and said that she was 55. She was seemingly in a hurry, for something, like she didn't have much time left, perhaps to have a child- I don't know. She took my hand, and I took hers. She looked no older than 22, I told her. This was true. She told me we were supposed to lead. I told her I was no leader. That I was capable, but I didn't want to, I guess, or wasn't ready, or didn't know how to start, in this case. I needed the situation to present itself. But she seemed adamant, when she said it. Like she received some sign from God.
Rob then moved me from there, pushing me along the floor. I felt taken care of. He pushed me outside, though, and many males showed up. They were apparently coming to protect people from me, but then realized who I was- that I was not a threat. I recognized many people, but none of their names. And I seemed to be naturally in a position of leader, of the group. Not that I had anything to add... Or boss them to do... Just that I was something of that sort. They followed my attention. They wanted my attention.
I'm not sure if I believe that actual Titans existed, as in very large humans. I have read about such things, and seen alleged photographs of giant humans. And some things just seem curious, about our history, like there might be a lot more to it than has been able to survive to be viewed, to now... Things that seem much too complex for the time period they are supposedly from. I wonder if Titans are simply those with connections able to be seen, like, networks, like how I have seen myself as connected to others (though, I know how I have been viewed as crazy, and my thoughts of finding patterns and connections, labeled and written off as errors such as confirmation bias)- my being is much larger than this little body, or connected to a being, much larger, that is still "me", although I might forfeit that designation, in ways that I might employ it normally, and, I guess, what I have seen has given me information enough to say that I am not "me", either. But it's a matter of how you see it. Though, it could all be me. I've tested it out, I guess, to see it- and make things work.
But truthfully, I don't know, and there may have been giants at one time. Yet, still, I guess that doesn't preclude the possibility that it might apply to what I mention, that our beings are not limited, to the dimensions we see of them, only.
I woke up, and Alphas was playing still on Netflix- I fell asleep watching it. It was a rather intense action/fight scene. I rewound to see if they had said "Titan" anything, but found nothing, though I don't doubt my subconscious was picking up on audio of the action.
I fell back asleep, and I remember I was going with my friend, Rob, to my old Church. I haven't been there in a long time. I don't know why I was going. For some reason it was held really early in the morning, and at first I was going to come back later, for the later service, but then more people began to show up, so I decided to stay. It was still dark out. Still very early. And it was held in a gymnasium, or that's where we found ourselves to begin, congregating. It was very hot, and I began to sweat. I was wearing my Tilly hat, which has a huge brim. I was getting many eyes, perhaps for the hat, my tie dye (I never wear tie dye) esque shirt, and because I hadn't been in so long, and people were recognizing me. They- Some seemed to remember my name, though I had trouble remembering any of theirs.
Rob didn't want to go, but I convinced him just to suffer through it for me. I had a reason I needed to be there.
At some point, I was across the room- the gymnasium, and ran across to Rob, as he was sitting or laying on the ground, with many people around. I ran, jumped really high, and did a wrestling drop-elbow near him, joking. I absorbed the impact of landing with no trouble. Though, some others seemed concerned.
Rob was also wearing some tie-dye, and his signature as of late unkempt hair, and shaggy beard, and glasses.
After this, I came into contact with a female, who knew my name, who I remember being in the same class as at church growing up, and who was always nice. And then I came into contact with her older sister. But I don't remember her having an older sister. But I seemed to, here. She took my hand, and said that she was 55. She was seemingly in a hurry, for something, like she didn't have much time left, perhaps to have a child- I don't know. She took my hand, and I took hers. She looked no older than 22, I told her. This was true. She told me we were supposed to lead. I told her I was no leader. That I was capable, but I didn't want to, I guess, or wasn't ready, or didn't know how to start, in this case. I needed the situation to present itself. But she seemed adamant, when she said it. Like she received some sign from God.
Rob then moved me from there, pushing me along the floor. I felt taken care of. He pushed me outside, though, and many males showed up. They were apparently coming to protect people from me, but then realized who I was- that I was not a threat. I recognized many people, but none of their names. And I seemed to be naturally in a position of leader, of the group. Not that I had anything to add... Or boss them to do... Just that I was something of that sort. They followed my attention. They wanted my attention.