It’s Evil–Or Is It?

By | May 16, 2012

Whatever residual belief I held of good and evil was smudged out last night by a dream where several people and I were being detained by a couple of smooth-operating thugs. They exuded such calm, slick professionalism that they didn’t need to level any threats or brandish any weapons to keep us quiet and sitting tight.

At the same time, they displayed a keen sense of rapport with each other. You could tell by their respectful demeanor that they held each other in regard. They exuded trust and a shared sense of purpose. When I woke up, a line from a Bob Dylan song came immediately to mind: To live outside the law you must be honest (from Absolutely Sweet Marie, on his 1966 Blonde on Blonde album).

In my dream, I had the training manual on ESP and other deep listening skills with me that I was reading the day before in awake time. Suspecting the outlaws would relate to the subject matter, I showed one of them the book. He was immediately intrigued.

I woke up from the dream and lay in bed for a while, basking in the feeling of deep kinship I experienced with those two men. There, under the umbrella of evil, I found a wealth of kindness and character, along with exemplary examples of personal empowerment.

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