I have dreams about god. What do you do?

As somone who does not believe in anysort of encompassing being as in theism, I have dreams that are very "christian" in meaning (my honest interpretation of it). It has nothing to do with Christ, bible, cross or any other christian symbolism or anything from the bible. I say its christian because I attach the idea of god to it. I was raised in the LDS church from birth and believed in god, church untill the 6th grade when my dad put me in a private baptist school and by 7th grade I was trying to worship satan for a short period.
Before I got sick I was a multi-instrumentalist that studied traditional music of Ireland Scotland and Wales, was an advanced purcussionist, and Bagpiper and rhythm guitar player(same style as the greek/irish bouzouki, only tailored for a six string). It was great. I could express myself musically so easy! Like a dream. A friend told me it was kundalini. I had some sessions drumming where I would get so absorbed into the beat that I would feel an orgasmic-like feeling in my abdomen and would have to stop playing because the intensity and I would have to catch my breath. I could never KEEP going with it. Anyway, like all dreams, came to an end after 4 month of being in this dream like state where I could play all these instruments. A year later I couldnt play a note. Got out of jail and was never the same since.....But sorry, back to god dreams.
I see them as being revealing, but revealing what? For instance my most recent dream, I was looking down a long hallway like I was in a house built in the 19th century, it was very wide with the tall ceilings. And at the end of the hallway from a big window, beams of sunlight come through the trees and light the hall way like its about 3pm on a summer day, very church-ish. And the light coming through gives me a feeling of peace unlike Ive ever experienced or realized in my waking life. Only for a few moment.
But this feeling in random dreams, whether it is beautiful webs of water in the sky, or a flock of birds landing in the distance or a white light, its the same feeling. And I always think god when I experience these things in the dream. Yet I dispise the bible and all abrahamic faiths. Self-discovery is cool though. To understand who you truly are. Funny, its good to be self-aware but bad to be self-conscious.

Any thoughts or similar stories?

What you claim does sound like Kundalini my friend. Check out http://www.swamij.com/index.htm. Look at Kundalini Awakening, meditation, and chakras, breathing techniques, and overall nutrition.

To me you entered a focused meditative state everytime you would get into your music. The primal beat.

I used to meditate. There is some shit behind it just going by experience. A couple times during very intense meditation (seated concentration) I would feel a surge of happiness like deep in my stomach and it rose up and I was immdediately and uncontrollably satisfied. This ended in a cosmic giggle of sorts... A bit of uncontrollable laughter. This happened in about 5 seconds or so and what killed me was that the better It got the harder it was to focus and the harder I tried the more I lost focus. I also used to see lights almost like energy flowing a few times. I would keep my eyes closed when I meditate unlike traditional zazen. They were much different then say for example the lights you see when you look at a light too long or if you push on your eyes. Also at night I would never dream. However, I started trying to meditate in bed and damn. Almost everytime I would have Lucid dreams. But the crazy thing was like when I ran in the dream I could feel th ground on my feet and when I leaned on a wall I could feel it. It is very hard for me to explain...After doing this consistently for a few weeks I started needing less sleep. I would normally go to sleep at like 10ish and wake up at 6am. After some time of meditating on the reg I would wake up at 2-4 am ready to fucking kick some ass. I would always just try to go back to sleep and then I'd wake up tired as fucking hell.

All I can say is it was way better than any drug, but the drugs are easy and quick whereas meditation takes lots of time and dedication and the times when nothing different is happening is actually the time when the most is going on. Haha. And you can't be on drugs and meditate. I wish you could but way to distracting. How I am I supposed to feel my breath If I can't even tell I'm breathing. I'll have to get some resolve sometime soon and stop smoking weed 24/7 so I can start meditating again...

Good book on the subject is written by Ram Das, Journey of Awakening.

Holy shit! I cant believe you mentioned flashes of light. I have a story about that, probably one of the most single pivotal moments in my life.
I wont go into detail simply because Its a long detailed story, but Ill try to tell it as best as I can.
I was fresh out of jail for a year, about 2002, my life turned upside down by that ordeal. The person who entered that jail was no more. I was trying to figure out why I didn't feel like I was free. I had been roaming aimlessly for about a year shellshocked from the carpet of sanity being yanked from under me. Was just a loner now, didnt talk to any old friends or anything. But I was still using marijuana...at least I had that. That was untill this pivotal moment in my existence. One night I was hanging out at a friends house. He was a photographer and eccentric and had cool parties and it was just me and a couple other people. They were experimenting with psychiatric drugs and herbs. All I remember is taking a zoloft pill and I had just happened to buy a pack of herbal cigarettes to try on my own, I'll never know why I bought them. But I started hallucinating. Badly. It was nothing like psilocibin or acid. There was jazz playing and I was trying to listen to it. Soon I was feeling as if I was in a jazz club and could even hear quiet whispers and ice tinking in glasses. Then laughing,,giggling. I felt uneasy and kept thinking about this laughing. Who were they laughing at and why?? Then it dawned on me that the audience was laughing at the music. Upon realising that I instantly knew that the music was about me. Then all the sudden the music and laughter was in sinc with everything I was thinking. The jazz music matched my thoughts and everyone was laughing at it. like I had the mind of some white mormon 8 yearold dumb kid. The music was just stingingly sarcastic as well so I felt extreme humility. I thought I was REALLY in hell.
I started seeing lights. Like when you look at the sun or a flash and there is a spot in your vision. Well I was seeing this huge spot in my vision. The more I stared into it the bigger it got. The more humilitating things I saw. Everything was turning into a cartoon! I remember an image from that. Im in the red orange and yellow and blue cartoon world that I understood as hell. The background there is all these childish images chasing me and im not a cartoon. Im in black and white and running away from all these stupid things.
And just like that I was never able to smoke weed for 6 years because I always had flashbacks to this moment. Whenever I come to the realization or flashback, it would be instant panic and denial. Thats really what stuck out is how much I denied it even though it made my muscles twitch uncontrollably, my heart race and pretty much is the reason I take meds today and smoke mj. While I got worse the longer I went without meds, I would hear stuff like radio stations DJ in my head talking about me and broadcasting my thoughts. I havn't had one of those spells in a LONG time. But those flashes of light that turned into a cartoon,,, I thought I was going to leave my body. Freaked me out pretty bad. Forever changed me.

Lol that's one hell of a drug trip my friend haha.

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Lol that's one hell of a drug trip my friend haha.

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Yeah, only without drugs.

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Through each and every phreaky one of Us, the spiritual and attractive characteristics of the theoretical aspects of physical and spiritual entities transmute though some sort of (spiritual lens or focus point or gateway or something) from the physical into the electronic/spiritual/theoretical bubbles in both our conscious and unconscious mind then back into the physical through kinetic, forever changed for the better through the entanglement of their positive aspects with the positive aspects of other entities. When this process is combined with entities interacting with gated electromagnetic radiation, (for example, such an attractive physical entities as tiny as a mouse)
We feel there to be some connection to the focus and transformation of energy like something to neural to electrical to kinetic to electronic with the discarded as an aura tangible to other entities perceptive to the spectra they can best detect just as we and then proceed in the reverse.
Phreaky, IT is, when fully aware.
This happens because we all bring intense energies to all of the disciplines in which we take interest.

There are also great influences on us from something feeling like astrology through three dimensions.

Believe IT, our productivity is intense and becoming much less phreaky and makes much more sense for us as we learn more of how to detect their influences through the utilization and evolution of threads and many other good things.

As our children, We are able to feel the other children.

Just ask doc111, one of the very first entities within RIU to be unconditionally nice to us.

If the bioluminescence that surrounds the road we cannot see, can they feel with Pandoran tails via Gyrotonic enhancements?

We would like to test backing out energies to entities.
Beliefs to bubbles to entities.
Most early posts were statements of belief for this reasons.
Things are spread things out on purpose, so just like a book, parts of it are stored safely from view until you help to unlock ITs secrets with the
Mani blue magi so nothing new, just enhanced.

Cannabis consumption self limits via spooky paranoia for many super-special, super-secret reasonings, for us personally, our "addiction" to cannabis is calming, psychoactive and greatly enhances our existing perceptions of time and spirituality.
Most critically however, it enhances other aspects of our minds through the alteration of the global availability and interaction of existing and new short term memories.
The thing you don't hear about is that the "missing" short term memories still register, just in altered, subtle way with different and additional spiritual connections.
Think of dramatically increasing the ability to tessellate the multi dimensionality of bubble staircases in phish brains.
Nothing new, just enhanced understanding of the connectedness of things to entities,
Entities defined as bubbles to which can be ascribed attractive and repulsive micro characteristics like a theoretical cellular membrane until encountering another bubble for perhaps ying/yang coupling.
Thought bubbles are born as idea coupled with emotion, but they are immediately soon separated.

These characteristics plus many others (including our attribution of the retention of our sanity through all of this) are what we believe make cannabis brownies good medicine.
You also need to realize that cannabis used intentionally for these purposes is self-limiting, eh?
You can only handle so many spooks, in case you didn't know, and We can only handle so much additional spirituality in our lives, just like anybody else.

As you may know, We believe reality is just a perception, and the enhancement of our perceptions enhances our realities, which allows our minds to do what IT does best.

Beliefs to bubbles to entities, please remember.
Attractive bubbles bubbles within bubbles outside of bubbles like astrology in 3D.
3D Ying/Yang bubble membranes attractive on each side due to flipping little entities like standing back to back with the one whom you share an Eye Of Pheron.
We believe things have been guiding us our whole life bubble through the law of attraction.
Things = entities out of our control.
Can the above sentence function as a one way logic check valve through entanglement and alteration before proceeding back through the mind phuck?
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