But parts of our consciousness are pure wave based fields. These fields interact with our environment on a subconscious level.

I have had proof of that in many small ways. But the most impressive was a dream about a foot wide black widow spider in my garage, about twenty feet away fro where I sleep. It had a huge nest. There was no other element in the dream. No bizarre monsters or anything else. Just a giant black widow.

So, I get up the next day and go into my garage. I have two large sets of shelves on both sides of the garage. I took a lantern and started peeking in the corners and looking up at the rafters. I hadn’t seen any widows in AZ, at all – only scorpions. Sure enough, under one of the shelves was a HUGE widow spider about 2-1/2 inches wide when including the leg span. Never seen anything that big before and I’m sure it’s bite would be really nasty. I killed it. (It laughed off the spider spray easily and had to be squished as it fled, disoriented.)

I could never have seen it with my eyes. It’s web was deep under the 3 foot deep shelf. I’m convinced that as I slept my consciousness picked up that signal – much the same way our eyes do. It’s all wave based. The black widow is just a field, or a set of fields, really. So our consciousness, also just a field, can detect these as they interface. It identified the signal – and even imparted the fact that this widow was huge. The dream just caricatured it.

Little things like that never cease to amaze me. “The Force” is no mystic energy – it’s just a galaxy full of existing, interfacing electromagnetic fields. ;D

Then it occurred to me:

“Dude, of course it’s all familiar. You’re writing the story in the first place.”

That stuff that Task Manager on my computer calls “System Idle Processes,” a process that sits there and uses up CPU and disk time when I haven’t touched the thing in an hour.

Dreams are the brain’s attempt to make something out of this, and usually it makes no sense at all. It’s like watching the disk drive light and trying to read Morse code out of it.

I dreamed the President was a Black woman and I was talking to her and an older goatee-sporting black cabinet member in a modest Victorian style house. Lot’s of lace around- curtains, tablecloths etc.

The president was going to segregate the country. Blacks and Whites would not see each other but still live in the same place and time. It was as though they would occupy different universes. No more blacks in sports or entertainment, politics, religion or history. When what she said sank in, I was struck how tragic that would be.

My attention shifted to a large frightening wasp-like creature on the floor in front us. Somehow, to show my sincerity, I picked it up and set it outside. It was then the older man ask me if I had read “Popov”.

I almost never bring anything in the way of information out of my dreams. That’s why I asked if someone may have read somebody named Popov.

And Bowser if you somehow feel the urge to psychoanalyze the dream in the context of conservative racism… fill yer boots.

Clearly you were dreaming about Peter Popoff, a well-known evangelist who with his father claimed to smuggle hundreds upon hundreds of bibles into communist countries at great risk to their own lives and limbs.

They used to be my favorites, have been superceded by Benny Hinn, Jesse DuPlantis, TBN and so on. But you are being called by higher power. To ignore it is to defy the Universe. I envy you. Not many can answer to the name of “Prophet”.

This is “Mysteries of the Multiverse” after all.

What flashed into my head was the google search “popov eugenics”. Turns out that quite a few people with the surname “Popov” have written about or been involved with eugenics. One hit was about a report by a Popov on how the Nazis treated Gypsies differently than Jews. Yet another Popov that came up was a Soviet bioweapon designer who might’ve written about genetically-targeted weapons.

I don’t have an answer, but here’s a trove of clues to keep you busy