The Eagle Has Landed (from Nick Cumbo) Overtone Moon Day 24 - Red Magnetic Moon Year - 2 December, 2006

Conscious Dream: The Eagle Has Landed
I'm lucid - flying above an inner-city region, which reminds me of Prahran. There is high-density style housing, and buildings all around.

Rather than rising swiftly up into the sky, and not returning, I'm hovering at midrange. I feel like an Eagle - my vision spanning out to take in the surroundings below. Every time, I consider rising higher, I receive an intuition that "I'm at just the level I need to be" - still within sight of the vista below. It feels like a message for my waking life too.

As I continue hovering, I'm drawn into the spiralling sounds of a psychedelic trance track I used to listen to at home - I think it's by Asura. It's a song with quotes about merging one's awareness with the Eagles. I'm so enjoying it - the feeling of space/freedom that ensues. Yet gradually, the track begins to fade out, and soon I find myself an entrant in a completely new scene.

I am now on a bank. I look out to the water, and what do I see?

British soldiers, dressed in the red and white costumes of the colonial era, wading in the water. It's dark here. And then, all of a sudden, the whistle of many hungry arrows go whistling by. To where?

To the bank - upon which the Aboriginal people stand their ground. I don't see the arrows hit them specifically, but it immediately occurs to me, that I have been drawn back through dreaming to the site of an ancient battleground. The arrival of some of the first white settlers. It's a powerful scene.

I watch as one of the English soldiers (seemingly of high command), wrestles with a strong, well-built Aboriginal man. The scene is captured in a mode, slightly reminescent of the Waking Life movie, only that in this case the scene is literally painted three-dimensionally - the strokes of light painting out the scene. The aboriginal man is dressed in some kind of light clothing - that may or may not cover all of his body. I watch as the faces of these two men battle it out, and then after obtaining a tight hold of the aboriginal man, I see the soldier stick something like a glass-bottle or sharp-knife like object directly into the chest of the man.

Uooohhhuhhh.

The aboriginal man lets out a groan. He looks set to come to his death.

Comments: This was a pretty moving experience - the second scene. I truly did feel I had been taken back about 200 years, into the dark past of the White Settlement of Australia. It reminded me of Robert Moss's books, and how he talks about how we can use dreaming to recover the secret history of the world.