{A Dream: The Mouth of Hell [continued]}[31st May 1985]

[Redbook2:361-363][19850531:1038d]{A Dream: The Mouth of Hell [continued]}[31st May 1985]

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The door* immediately spiralled inwards to a glowing point, and vanished. I found myself back at the point from which I had started my diagonal movement, facing in the opposite direction. I was sitting on something like a low wall, next to a young man who certainly seemed familiar from the 19821114.1915** entry and other experiences***. He said (words to the effect of): 'I shall' (or 'Shall I'?) 'tell you where you went wrong'. He proceeded to make a series of short, precise statements, each describing a stage of my life; and I, recognising each description as precisely accurate, said after each one****: 'Yes.' But the only one which I remember was the last, immediately after which I awoke: 'And then you thought you were a great man.'

*[See last previous entry]

**[Redbook2:264-265][19821114:1915]{[1]: A Visitation]}[14^th November 1982]

***[Redbook2:191A][19810704:0500c]{A Dream of Visions, and the Soul's Uncertainty? [continued]}[4^th July 1981]

****(except the last, presumably!) [No, surely including the last – as nothing suggests that in real life any of the stages had actually occurred at the time of the dream]

Chance would be a fine thing.... <951021>

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