Prompt: When he opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain because of the word of God and the testimony they had maintained. They called out in a loud voice, “How long, Sovereign Lord, holy and true, until you judge the inhabitants of the earth and avenge our blood?” Then each of them was given a white robe, and they were told to wait a little longer, until the full number of their fellow servants, their brothers and sisters, were killed just as they had been.
Prompt: The first angel sounded his trumpet, and there came hail and fire mixed with blood, and it was hurled down on the earth. A third of the earth was burned up, a third of the trees were burned up, and all the green grass was burned up.
Prompt: I'm finding my mind drifting towards predeterminism lately. Which is odd as it is not something I have generally given credence to. I'm not sure why, considering recent things I've read and studied are quite contrary. None the less, I find myself introspectively judging my actions and wondering how much I am in control of any of them. Am I working hard because I possess some work ethic others do not? Or am I overcoming barricades that all of us face? OR, is it more likely I'm a worker ant who is incapable of behaving differently. I suppose it's not a far cry from my fixation on deontology. Am I behaving morally well by working hard? Am I behaving morally well based on the outcomes? Or am I just doing what I must do like a robot? Obviously, I don't get to know the answer. Lately, it is plaguing my day dreaming.
Prompt: I'm finding my mind drifting towards predeterminism lately. Which is odd as it is not something I have generally given credence to. I'm not sure why, considering recent things I've read and studied are quite contrary. None the less, I find myself introspectively judging my actions and wondering how much I am in control of any of them. Am I working hard because I possess some work ethic others do not? Or am I overcoming barricades that all of us face? OR, is it more likely I'm a worker ant who is incapable of behaving differently. I suppose it's not a far cry from my fixation on deontology. Am I behaving morally well by working hard? Am I behaving morally well based on the outcomes? Or am I just doing what I must do like a robot? Obviously, I don't get to know the answer. Lately, it is plaguing my day dreaming.
Prompt: I'm finding my mind drifting towards predeterminism lately. Which is odd as it is not something I have generally given credence to. I'm not sure why, considering recent things I've read and studied are quite contrary. None the less, I find myself introspectively judging my actions and wondering how much I am in control of any of them. Am I working hard because I possess some work ethic others do not? Or am I overcoming barricades that all of us face? OR, is it more likely I'm a worker ant who is incapable of behaving differently. I suppose it's not a far cry from my fixation on deontology. Am I behaving morally well by working hard? Am I behaving morally well based on the outcomes? Or am I just doing what I must do like a robot? Obviously, I don't get to know the answer. Lately, it is plaguing my day dreaming.
Prompt: The second angel sounded his trumpet, and something like a huge mountain, all ablaze, was thrown into the sea. A third of the sea turned into blood, a third of the living creatures in the sea died, and a third of the ships were destroyed.
Prompt: I am not certain how, but I keep getting disappointed even without having real expectations. I have only the vaguest assumption that I should feel things. I will witness a social response commonly, and believe something should happen inside me to cause a similar reaction. Throughout my life, I keep finding that often nothing happens. Neither good nor bad. My therapist suggested that perhaps my expectations are set too high. I explained, I don't think it is odd to expect something more than nothing to happen in situations that evoke emotions in most all humans, from my observation. Others seem to judge my lack of reaction, so to some extent, I act. The problem comes when I don't recognize I was supposed to have a reaction, and others are put off by my neutrality.
Prompt: The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water— the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter.
Prompt: The third angel sounded his trumpet, and a great star, blazing like a torch, fell from the sky on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water— the name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters turned bitter, and many people died from the waters that had become bitter.
Prompt: The fourth angel sounded his trumpet, and a third of the sun was struck, a third of the moon, and a third of the stars, so that a third of them turned dark. A third of the day was without light, and also a third of the night.
Prompt: The fifth angel sounded his trumpet, and I saw a star that had fallen from the sky to the earth. The star was given the key to the shaft of the Abyss. When he opened the Abyss, smoke rose from it like the smoke from a gigantic furnace. The sun and sky were darkened by the smoke from the Abyss. And out of the smoke locusts came down on the earth and were given power like that of scorpions of the earth. They were told not to harm the grass of the earth or any plant or tree, but only those people who did not have the seal of God on their foreheads. They were not allowed to kill them but only to torture them for five months. And the agony they suffered was like that of the sting of a scorpion when it strikes. During those days people will seek death but will not find it; they will long to die, but death will elude them.
Prompt: The sixth angel sounded his trumpet, and I heard a voice coming from the four horns of the golden altar that is before God. It said to the sixth angel who had the trumpet, “Release the four angels who are bound at the great river Euphrates.” And the four angels who had been kept ready for this very hour and day and month and year were released to kill a third of mankind. The number of the mounted troops was twice ten thousand times ten thousand. I heard their number.
Prompt: How can one ever tell if their depression is rational, or if it is the product of an event, or just a chemical imbalance? Is there really any difference?
Prompt: How can one ever tell if their depression is rational, or if it is the product of an event, or just a chemical imbalance? Is there really any difference? After years of work with a psychologist and psychiatrist, it appears that my moods have very little to do with reality unfolding around me. Not to say it is all chemical and without cause. That is part of it. Another part of it is that I am more likely to be affected by dreams, irrational day dreams, or ruminating on hypothetical things than I am to be affected by reality. While it is good to learn about myself, it makes me feel like few can relate. Indeed, the explanation is never met with understanding.
Prompt: How can one ever tell if their depression is rational, or if it is the product of an event, or just a chemical imbalance? Is there really any difference? After years of work with a psychologist and psychiatrist, it appears that my moods have very little to do with reality unfolding around me. Not to say it is all chemical and without cause. That is part of it. Another part of it is that I am more likely to be affected by dreams, irrational day dreams, or ruminating on hypothetical things than I am to be affected by reality. While it is good to learn about myself, it makes me feel like few can relate. Indeed, the explanation is never met with understanding.
Prompt: How can one ever tell if their depression is rational, or if it is the product of an event, or just a chemical imbalance? Is there really any difference? After years of work with a psychologist and psychiatrist, it appears that my moods have very little to do with reality unfolding around me. Not to say it is all chemical and without cause. That is part of it. Another part of it is that I am more likely to be affected by dreams, irrational day dreams, or ruminating on hypothetical things than I am to be affected by reality. While it is good to learn about myself, it makes me feel like few can relate. Indeed, the explanation is never met with understanding.
Prompt: How much pressure can any one person take before they get pushed too far is a wide spectrum. With the problems and challenges that are currently being endured, I am surprised I have not yet reached that level. When someone "snaps" it is seen as someone going from a normal state, to an unpredicted outburst. The reality is that the individual has been holding things in and controlling their response, so when the mask slips, the wrath of all that has been accumulating is unleashed.
Prompt: Then I heard a loud voice from the temple saying to the seven angels, “Go, pour out the seven bowls of God’s wrath on the earth.” The first angel went and poured out his bowl on the land, and ugly, festering sores broke out on the people who had the mark of the beast and worshiped its image.
Prompt: The third angel poured out his bowl on the rivers and springs of water, and they became blood. Then I heard the angel in charge of the waters say: “You are just in these judgments, O Holy One, you who are and who were; for they have shed the blood of your holy people and your prophets, and you have given them blood to drink as they deserve.” And I heard the altar respond: “Yes, Lord God Almighty, true and just are your judgments.”
Prompt: The third angel poured out his bowl on the rivers and springs of water, and they became blood. Then I heard the angel in charge of the waters say: “You are just in these judgments, O Holy One, you who are and who were; for they have shed the blood of your holy people and your prophets, and you have given them blood to drink as they deserve.” And I heard the altar respond: “Yes, Lord God Almighty, true and just are your judgments.”
Prompt: The third angel poured out his bowl on the rivers and springs of water, and they became blood. Then I heard the angel in charge of the waters say: “You are just in these judgments, O Holy One, you who are and who were; for they have shed the blood of your holy people and your prophets, and you have given them blood to drink as they deserve.” And I heard the altar respond: “Yes, Lord God Almighty, true and just are your judgments.”
Prompt: The sixth angel poured out his bowl on the great river Euphrates, and its water was dried up to prepare the way for the kings from the East. Then I saw three impure spirits that looked like frogs; they came out of the mouth of the dragon, out of the mouth of the beast and out of the mouth of the false prophet. They are demonic spirits that perform signs, and they go out to the kings of the whole world, to gather them for the battle on the great day of God Almighty. “Look, I come like a thief! Blessed is the one who stays awake and remains clothed, so as not to go naked and be shamefully exposed.” Then they gathered the kings together to the place that in Hebrew is called Armageddon.
Prompt: And I saw an angel coming down out of heaven, having the key to the Abyss and holding in his hand a great chain. He seized the dragon, that ancient serpent, who is the devil, or Satan, and bound him for a thousand years. He threw him into the Abyss, and locked and sealed it over him, to keep him from deceiving the nations anymore until the thousand years were ended. After that, he must be set free for a short time.
Prompt: And I saw an angel coming down out of heaven, having the key to the Abyss and holding in his hand a great chain. He seized the dragon, that ancient serpent, who is the devil, or Satan, and bound him for a thousand years. He threw him into the Abyss, and locked and sealed it over him, to keep him from deceiving the nations anymore until the thousand years were ended. After that, he must be set free for a short time.
Prompt: Here's a philosophical inquiry for you: What constitutes "knowing" something. Things that were "known" before, by the most educated, are discredited now. Things people "know" they often heard but never verified. Someone can "know" that is impossible for anything to live under the heat and pressure by undersea thermal vents... until they find out a bunch of shit lives there. So, Socrates only knew that he knew nothing. Is that in part because what is "known" is not static?
Prompt: However, I have noticed that the senses are sometimes deceptive; and it is a mark of prudence never to place our complete trust in those who have deceived us even once.
Prompt: To me it feels like there is an important distinction between depression and disillusion. To some I appear to be depressed. The suggested helpful advice is good advice for those who are depressed. I listen, nod, and give scripted responses. Many tactics can help lift the mind out of depression, but they don't seem to have a similar effect on disillusionment. I am not sad or suffering from a chemical imbalance. I am struggling with grasping the triviality of most things in life. I am still doing what is expected. No responsibility is unfulfilled. I merely seem depressed because as I perform my roll, I cannot feign enthusiasm for pushing my boulder up the hill knowing it will roll back down. Over. And over. Forever.
Prompt: It has been said, "if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you." If you scream into the abyss, can anything other than an echo come back? "He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby becomes a monster." In a similar sense, as I struggle to be understood, am I losing the ability to understand others?
Prompt: I will not fail to speak of Leviathan’s limbs, its strength and its graceful form. Who can strip off its outer coat? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor? Who dares open the doors of its mouth, ringed about with fearsome teeth? Its back has[b]rows of shields tightly sealed together; each is so close to the next that no air can pass between. They are joined fast to one another; they cling together and cannot be parted. Its snorting throws out flashes of light; its eyes are like the rays of dawn. Flames stream from its mouth; sparks of fire shoot out. Smoke pours from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning reeds. Its breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from its mouth. Strength resides in its neck; dismay goes before it. The folds of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable. Its chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone. When it rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before its thrashing. The sword that reaches it has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin. Iron it treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood. Arrows do not make it flee; slingstones are like chaff to it. A club seems to it but a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance. Its undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge. It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment. It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had white hair. Nothing on earth is its equal— a creature without fear. It looks down on all that are haughty; it is king over all that are proud.
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
