The Night Temple QBZ93

Did you dream ?
Do you remember?

Morpheus is the husband of Iris The greek Goddess of Rainbows, another of the Gods' messengers

Morpheus was the God of Dreams, the one with the amazing ability of appearing in dreams of mortals in any form. As his name implies – the Greek word “morphe” means “form” – he was the one who shaped and formed the dreams.

In The Arms of Morpheus

Morpheus was the God responsible for the dreams of people. When in the arms of Morpheus people would enjoy a sound sleep, but would also see dream about their future or even coming events. Morpheus was the dream messenger of Gods, communicating the divine messages through images and stories, created as dreams.

Being the master of dreams, Morpheus had the ability to send images to the visions of people, to shape these images and give a form to the creatures that lived in dreams. Morpheus himself had a talent in mimicking any human in the dreams, and was able to take any form he wanted.

A DREAM

I love analysing and interpreting dreams .

I have permission to share with you a dream from a client.

The dream , I won't use names ..

In this dream was a large wooden/ wire used animal cage, the size of a cubby house. There were no animals in it , but animal droppings .
A pink dusty coloured blanket was in a pile on a wooden bench next to the cage. The blanket had been used but it was ok. Beside the blanket was a white sheet not used but placed beside the blanket.

A person who was like one of the " Beegees" Barry Gibbs, was there he noticed the cage , he noticed the unfolded used blanket and the sheet.

He was annoyed at the unclean animal cage,
He folded the blanket up logically as if he was folding up like from out of its initial packaging.
Then he folded up the clean white crisp sheet perfectly folded and placed it on top of the well folded blanket . As if making a statement, declaration or contract.

He then walked/strutted off like in a Beegees music clip, with a petite lady ( maybe Asian features) with shoulder length black hair, a bright light apple green jumper, white tshirt, white runners and black activewear pants... All brand new.
They walked off and did not look back.

The client felt some sadness in her heart as she was sharing her dream with me. She also expressed feelings of completeness and positivity.

THE STAR CARD
NUMBER 17
WISHES
WISHES FULFILLED
DREAMS COME TRUE?
AGE OF AQUARIUS.

DO YOU GET NUMBERS OR PATTERNS IN YOUR DREAMS ?
IS YOUR DREAM WORLD / YOUR HIGHER SELF/ YOUR SPIRIT OR THE SPIRIT WORLD GUIDING YOU?

TAROT CARD DECK
THE WANDERING STAR
CAT PIERCE .

DREAMS OF THE NIGHT?
DREAMS OF THE DAY ?
DREAM TIME?

“Remember the Dreaming”

The clock unwinds inside my chest,
threads of shadow curl and rest.
Whispers fold like water’s tongue—
dreams remember what’s unsung.

A fox with gold on silver nose
dances where the silence grows.
Time slips sideways, breaks its glass,
nothing future, nothing past.

Words dissolve before they’re said,
stones forget the paths they tread.
The dream remembers, but not me—
or maybe both, or maybe free.

“Fragments in the Fog”

Smoke drifts slow through hours unmade,
mirrors drip like lemonade.
Eyes blink open but never close,
remembering what no one knows.

A river runs both ways tonight,
carrying fragments out of sight.
Dreams dissolve into the air—
nothing here, and everywhere.

The clock forgets to tell its tale,
and meaning floats beyond the veil.
Remember this or forget it true—
the dream remembers you.

“The Silent Thread”

A silent thread unwinds and weaves,
through empty rooms and autumn leaves.
No footsteps fall, no voices call,
yet something moves beneath it all.

Words curl up inside a shell,
meanings rise and meanings fell.
Dreams remember the ones who forget,
and time forgets its own sunset.

Between the seconds, shadows hum—
a song of something yet to come.
Or maybe gone, or never born—
the dream is dusk, the dream is dawn.