As a person grows and evolves in spiritual awareness, it is often heard that "There is no such thing as a coincidence."  Further growth and enlightenment transforms that heard into a known for indeed: "There is no such thing as a coincidence."  I keep this in mind as I write these words.

The dream is never the same except there are always "blue skies", and always there is the feeling of excitement and expectation and a knowing that something spectacular is about to happen.  I look off into the distance of these blue skies and can first hear then see them usually one at a time but sometime several coming this way.  They are flying very low, in fact flying too low really.  No self respecting airship would fly that low over the land and overhead.  And each airship is a marvel in caricature of what a flying machine might look like to a cartoonist with a slight bent toward realism with plenty of imagination.  They get closer flying lower and soon very close nearly overhead, and there is anxiety building now as to what is about to happen!  Then the first one dives down and crashes into the ground with a thud but it is a ways off yet.  Then the second one tumbles out of the sky but closer now and louder still.  And so on as they crash each closer and louder until finally right over there, frighteningly close.  It is now downright scary because you know that it is only a matter of time before one of these airships crashes right on top of you.  I've had this dream in variation a half dozen times in the last 25 or 30 years but never could I really understand what it meant.  This morning I had the "Flying Machines" dream again except this time it was advanced in meaning and purpose!  I became aware of a flying machine off in the distance but fairly low.  It looked like a spinning top with two blades extending above it spinning rapidly carrying it forward.  There was a small extension of some kind below this spinning top flying machine.  I saw it flying over to my right and on past me but lost sight of it because I was distracted by a second flying machine coming toward me off in the distance.  It sounded like the spinning top crashed off behind me and to my right some distance away.  The second flying machine looked like a horizontal hard drive case with a leading curved edge.  It came more at me and so fast I hardly had time to think before it too crashed off to my right.  Then I saw a third flying machine coming right toward me but I don't remember what happened to me as suddenly the scene changed.  There seemed to be rain and I was searching under some trees.  And there it was, suspended from the branches of a tree just above me.  I could hardly believe my eyes as it was shaped somewhat like a big "red trash can" with what looked like large legs with feet protruding downwards and the bottom of this craft was open.  I found myself underneath it and reached up to grab the feet and legs of this being that was extending downward but apparently trying to climb back into this craft of his.  I successfully grabbed hold of these legs and held on but suddenly realized that I was being pulled up into this craft with this being.  And for just a flash I had the distinct feeling that I needed to get into his head to be a part of what he was.  And I awoke with the realization that "now i know" what all these "Flying Machines" dreams are about and that they involve me and my relationship with these beings of these flying crafts and how it is necessary to get into their head in order to understand where this and I am going.

Having just awakened and gotten myself a cup of coffee, still puzzling over the curiously odd dream that I had had just a few moments ago, I sat down in front of my computer, powered it on and after booting up and logging on checked my email.  Only one email there but I chuckled softly to myself as I looked at the Subject heading:  "SETI@home Needs Your Help".  Several years ago I was a volunteer with my home computers for SETI@home wherein I would execute their 'search for extraterrestrials' software when I or my wife weren't using our computers especially during the nighttime when we were in bed asleep.  I did this for several months and built up a lot of execution time with the analysis of some of their SETI data but eventually stopped doing this because I wanted to build a faster quad-core home computer to be able to continue with this SETI@home on a better and faster scale.  I did purchase components for such a quad-core computer a piece or two at a time when I could squeeze together some money, but eventually I gave all this equipment to my son Tyra so that he would have a better computer system as I felt he would benefit more with the experience of use of this equipment as he and a friend of his has a computer repair and upgrade business.  And I took his old computer and using other components available to me put together a lesser capable but adequate computer for my purposes.  I hadn't gotten an email from SETI@home for a long time until a few weeks ago an email from them popped up obviously checking to see if I still had an interest with them.  I did but I tucked that email away with the good intention of doing something about it later then forgot until this morning's reminder.  I chuckled just now because I remember what I had just written only yesterday in the paragraph above in this scene especially it occurring to me that I wrote: "...for indeed: "There is no such thing as a coincidence."  I keep this in mind as I write these words."  Now it becomes especially poignant that I had actually written: "...I keep this in mind as I write these words."  because as I wrote that sentence yesterday I remember wondering how it was relevant to the rest of the paragraph.  But today as I now write these words I SEE that I was writing that sentence with an inner awareness of what I would yet write in this scene but not just yet at that time.  My soft chuckle was further driven with the irony of the subject matter of this scene's first paragraph which clearly is about extraterrestrial contact involving myself further forcefully driving home the meaning of my fated words: "There is no such thing as a coincidence."  In addition I also was gaining insight into the meaning of yesterday's dream as I also recalled that the first "flying machine" was shaped like a flying top with a couple of blades spinning rapidly above it and had an extension of some kind below.  The second "flying machine" was in the shape of a horizontal disk with a leading curved edge and coming at me fairly fast.  While the third "flying machine" landed in a tree and was suspended there so I don't actually remember seeing it flying in the air before it too had "crashed" but it certainly looked like a large "red trash can" suspended from the branches of that tree.  To me the second flying machine shaped like a flying disk drive with a curved leading edge is a reference to the transmission of information and knowledge to me and directly downloaded into my brain by the extraterrestrials to between my eyes and amid the upper part of my lower brow.  I recalled scene two titled "I'll Be There" wherein the first paragraph describes exactly what I am referring to with this transmission technique.  And I also recognized what the symbolism of the first flying machine as a "flying top" suggests (Ref:  Mexico, Jaimi Mussan) while the large "red trash can" flying machine is clearly about extraterrestrial contact.