Seekers.

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A dream.  Some number of folk came to me while I was dreaming.  I had a production running, though I can't remember what it was.  It wasn't an important dream, so I left it to welcome my guests.  At first I thought it was just a dream redirect.  After a bit that seemed as if it was not the case.  As I have waken, and thought about it, I am staying with the notion that it wasn't just a dream.  Whether they visited consciously or not, and as a intentional group or not, I cannot tell.  Curiosity was strong in each participant, that is all I could tell.

Questions.  One primary, that I remember, but others.  How, I was asked, can I use a video, phrase, word, picture, to mean one thing now, and something totally, seemingly, unrelated later?  Isn't that a form of cheating?  Is it poor form?  Is it even reasonably possible, even if it seems to fit?  It seems like it should be an unpossibility.  I merely listened, trying to wrap my mind around what they were suggesting, what that really meant, and what their questions seemed to imply, which part of what they were discussing was the part in question, and how those questions worked mechanically, ideologically, and in other ways perhaps.

I think I got what they meant.  A simple example would be using a video to describe emotions this time, regarding one subject, then next time use that same video to describe a purely mechanical idea, in a totally different field the next time it is used.  Oh, yes, I had, myself, realized I did that.  I had never thought too much about it though.  I just did, couldn't see a reason to question it.  At least I knew what they were asking.  Any thoughts regarding it, however, would be spur of the moment, subject to change should I consider it more beyond the dream walking conversation.

Ah, right.  While it may not be as satisfying, it is just as true.  I asked them to multiply 10 by 1?  The answer, after a bit of thought to make sure it wasn't a trick, was 10.  Fine, now... 27, 3, 68, 92, 18, each multiplied by 1?  Well, 27, 3, 68, 92, 18.  Right.  So, how can all these varied numbers come to be what they are and were, all multiplied by the same number?  Well, it's due to the properties of 1.  Right.  I told them, as I have written here, I am not a teacher.  If I happen to teach that is merely because someone happens to learn.  Neither will I lead, not the many, not in the way men see things.  I suggest they find wise men and listen, then as men find their true way or as women find a more direct wise man to lead.  I left them with the notions, and went back to sleep, looking to see if I could find the tail of the dream I had lost while entertaining my guests.

No, I wasn't at all fussed about the visit.  And any are always welcome.  I don't know that I can help.  I only know how to respond as best as I may, humbly really because it isn't mine.  It was a bit unusual.  It has happened before, though a rare thing.  Company is almost always welcome.  Only if I am too weak from being tired, or too ill prepared and unable to change that.  In dreams I can be as I am.  The Teacher has come and gone.  He... can still teach, in odd ways.  He has taught me much, but in much the way I teach now... according to the want and will of the student, not directly, but as surely as is possible and even sometimes in dreams.

I am 1.  Next to me is 0, the null set.  And next to that is infinity.  I am much more humble than either, smaller than any, but with a specific set of properties that are unique.  No number is more or less, in one sense.  Each, given it's properties, has great use and function.  It is knowing what you are and using that to it's full potential that will allow you to find some small fulfillment here and some even greater fulfillment there.  Do not be jealous of the ways or will of another.  Don't get caught up on which came first, which is greater, look only to purpose and free yourself.