06. Delta & Dawn Dream: The vision dream that inspired Project AM47

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Project ALTER MAN 47 is the visionary voyage of an alt-fueled ship on a unique mission to circulate *alt-tech+culture* around the world; Borne of a dream & guided by astonishing Synchronicity to include an ancient Alchemical process within humankind’s emerging potential to truly change. The AM47 crew aim to further generate Synchronicity and help alter earth’s destiny by circumnavigating the globe to exalt *The AM47 Pentaform : A psycho-cosmic pyramid crowning Gaia*.

[ AM47 was conceived in early 2007 and has been evolving ever since. There’s a lot to take in here and much of it needs editorial polish. I’d recommend scroll-scanning through some pages after this one (esp. the 5 destination pages) to get a better sense of the content and the scope. There is metaphysical content ahead. Please don’t dismiss this out of hand. The core project is perfectly tangible and relevant to this real world. The occult angle is for those who recognize it: No *Belief* Required. This is a true story. ]

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Sperm whales at a dream-in in the Azores Archipelago.

In mid-late May 2007, two injured female humpback whales, a mother and calf that became known as Delta & Dawn got “lost” in the San Francisco Bay. They spent 2 weeks roaming the bay in distress. Right about the time that they finally and inexplicably decided to swim back down river toward the sea and vanish (the date of this event would also prove to be highly significant, see below* ), I had this ultra-vivid Visionary Dream that I now suspect was somehow influenced or even induced by these whales. The dream felt more like what I imagine a “vision”  would, as opposed to what I understand a lucid dream to be. Astonishingly, key elements of this dream surface in my ongoing research and development of producing the future voyage: ALTER MaN 4 7.


Looking down from a hill, the sea and a hint of coastline can be seen and an island is visible on the horizon. A stone slab becomes apparent: a man-sized altar framed by two sparse, arcing trees. The surface of the altar is covered with a mound of earth. A Youth  who is about twelve years old and dressed in loose robes runs up to the altar labored, as though having run from quite some distance. The Youth warily approaches the altar and then jumps up upon the mound of earth, lies down and manages to quickly bury them self completely. A group  of about a dozen individuals becomes apparent as being those in pursuit of the Youth. They abruptly slow before the altar and assemble in a peculiar formation as they approach and come to a halt before the altar. The group is variously clad in strange, prismatic seashell~metallic  armor, wield primitive  weaponry and carry other strange objects and instruments. Their formation seems akin to that of a military unit with each one performing a particular tactical function. There are two scouts  out front flanking the altar that are minimally armed and armored. Spaced back behind each scout are three individuals armed with curvy hydrodynamic  swords and bows with reel-like devices attached to arrows by line. Each of these sets of three people form a kind of outer wing  to the group as a whole. These two outer wings begin making intricate weaving~postures  toward one another and their movements cause lasting visible distortions  in the air around them. The two outer wings form a kind of V-shape protective barrier  around a core group of five individuals. Back from the point where the scouts are and in the center of this V-shape stands this core group of five. There are two towards the back holding very long spears that seem to be designed for hunting something large underwater. The spears nearly reach all the way out to the scouts and are pointed at the altar. The three remaining core group individuals radiate a kind of cold, calculating air and seem priestly  in some way. They wear robes and employ instruments of indeterminate nature. The two scouts cautiously approach the altar with what appears to be containers for some kind of liquid. The two spear bearers keep pace with the scouts, the tips of their long spears aimed at the mound on the altar. The two scouts reach the altar and hurriedly pour the liquid contents of their containers onto the mound of earth. They leap back and away just as the two spear-bearers thrust their spears into the mound of earth. As they continue to stab a few times it becomes apparent that the Youth has vanished under the earth: the Youth is gone…

The landscape is rocky as before and similar flora grows more densely in the background, but the ocean cannot be seen. There is a heavy mist in the air that seems to be coming from cracks and holes in the ground and in particular from a large hole that lies just ahead. A small group of five or six contemporarily dressed people is gathered, sitting and standing around the craggy hole. An elderly lady is closest, sitting and stirring a large and steamy cauldron that is set within the hole. She is dressed unfamiliarily in a dark wrap & shawl  type of clothing and she looks directly ahead, then to the pot and then back ahead again. Off to the side and behind her are the other people. One otherwise unremarkable man is up and about, pacing and ranting. He is some kind of land developer, eager to begin some hot new project. Of his ranting, one thing he says comes through perfectly clear: “…WE’re starting a REstauranT Here! NOT the food of JesUs!!”. The old woman still stirring and stirring intently looks ahead, and then it seems like she begins to make eye contact…

I’m in a cottage I know north of San Francisco, closely resembling the place circa 1995. I am cataloging stacks of VHS video tapes. Multiple copies of the same three films comprise the stacks. I select one and turn it over in my hand and vaguely understand it as a film that I-myself have made called OCEAN ~ Water Will Forever Change You. The art, pictures, title, design and some of the words are quite clear and familiar to me. On the front of the tape at the top, the words Water Will Forever Change You are printed over an image that swims, almost like a hologram… it moves like the picture itself is a few captured seconds of a scene taken from the film. The feel of the scene vacillates between being threatening and merely surprising. In it, a startled young woman in a parka-jacket and a large backpack is turning to look-back over her shoulder. She is in a large underground cavern with stalactites above and behind her. Pools of dark water ripple and behind her a creature rises. Nodes crown the forward sloping head and the neck is also giraffe-like, though serpentine. In size, skin color, pattern and texture the creature exactly resembles the Orca whale. It is difficult to tell whether or not the creature is a threat or if something else unseen is threatening off to the side and behind both of them. Beneath this image, the title OCEAN is printed. I turn the tape over and on the other side there is another image that has a similar fluid quality: Underwater, murk and debris stir violently. A vast, gaping mouth with the same definite Orca markings, huge, yet without teeth, surges forward and inhales. The surrounding sea-water, debris, and all else in its path are sucked into the blackness of the-thing-all-consuming, swimming ever closer. Suddenly there are strangers coming into the cottage, I look up. As I try to show them the film, the atmosphere of the room rapidly thickens as a ravenous darkness bleeds in.

(* 03 Mar 2011. How on earth did I not see this before?!? I was just going back over a timeline of AM47 events and made a striking realization. The date of the appearance of Delta & Dawn and my visionary dream was almost the exact same day that I would soon discover to be the AM47 Point of Elemental EARTH!)

Soon after this dream, events conspired which lead me to research the beautifully enigmatic island archipelago of the Azores (read the full story here: ALTER MaN underwAy). I had heard of the Azores before but I knew absolutely nothing about them. I pulled up a few websites and I was immediately enchanted. The Azores are an actively volcanic chain of nine islands on the Mid-Atlantic Ridge, a major seismic fault line in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.

The first thing that struck me were the pictures of the Azorean landscape. Though I had never seen the Azores before, THAT was the landscape that I saw in the dream. I read on excitedly and found out that Plato and Edgar Cayce and others had thought that the Azores were either the mountain tops of legendary Atlantis, or that they were strongly connected to Atlantis in some way. Interesting and stands to reason since the Azores are after all isolated in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. I was reminded of the strange ‘future-primitive tribe’ I had observed in the dream. It seemed their appearance and activities were like something one might encounter in a place like legendary Atlantis.

While reading through the websites, okay, scouring  the websites, the thing I read next DRIED MY EYEBALLS. The most popular dish of traditional Azorean cuisine is called “Sopas do Espirito Santo” or Holy Spirit Soup. In the dream, the ‘elderly lady’ was stirring a pot in the steamy-earth and the ‘ranting man’ said “…WE’re starting a REstauranT Here! NOT the food of JesUs!!” I found photographs showing how and where they traditionally cook this dish that are almost exactly like what I saw in the dream: Native Azoreans traditionally cook their dishes outdoors, in places on the islands where holes and cracks in the hot volcanic earth release heat and steam that’s coming up out of the earth! Just like the ‘elderly lady’ stirring the steamy cauldron in the dream. There are even pictures of cookouts that look very much like the scene from the dream.And when I saw pictures of the underground caverns of the islands, I recognized them as being almost exactly like the one from the picture on the front of my dream VHS tape ‘OCEAN ~ Water Will Forever Change You’. Amazing! You can’t make this stuff up… Mark Twain said “Of course truth is stranger than fiction; truth need only have happened, whereas fiction must make sense.” What’s more, the Azores are a favorite hang for dolphins and whales of nearly every species and whale watching is a favorite pass-time and tourist economy.

In late 2010, archaeoastronomer Nuno Ribiero discovered ancient hypogea (underground tombs and temples) dedicated to the Phoenecian lunar goddess Tanit on the Azores. Prior to these discoveries, history had dictated that the Azores had been discovered by the Portuguese in the 14th century. The discovery of these ancient temples proves that the Azores were inhabited by a pre-christian civilization; a Phoenician and perhaps even an Atlantean civilization. The discoveries are currently developing as of now, mid 2012.

Tanit’s familiar was the dolphin or the cetacean/whale. Dolphin, Lunar and Pyramidaic symbology also dominate the images of Tanit, and her main icon appears to be identical to the Egyptian Ankh. Echoes of possible child sacrifice haunt the “recorded” history of Tanit’s worship, even in the present day Azorean discoveries. In the dream, it seemed as though the ‘youth’ was somehow escaping sacrifice on the stone altar.

There are many festivals in the Azores throughout the year. The most popular festival is the Holy Ghost Festival or ‘Festa do Divino Espirito Santo’ which is held on Pentecost. This festival celebrates the “third person of the Godhead” and is a day for some lucky poor person (usually a child) to be named Empress or Emperor for a day. The new young royal is crowned and adorned in silver (atomic # 47!)  and escorted through the streets with a cow (the bovine/Taurus, fixed EARTH!) decorated with colourful paper flowers, to the local church where a Mass is held. The celebrants then move the Procession to the local fellowship hall where the silver adornments are moved to the Altar. Then a special meal of Holy Ghost Soup or ‘Sopas do Espirito Santo’ is distributed to all in need. The Soup is made from ritually prepared beef cattle (Taurus!) specifically and ritually slaughtered for the event. Holy Ghost Soup is traditionally prepared in large bowls set in volcanically active craters. The festivities that follow commence with a uniquely Azorean Bullfight (Taurus!) using lasso ropes instead of swords. :)

A Voyage Around The World To The Azores

Five years ago, I had a visionary dream involving islands I’d never seen before. I soon came to discover that those islands were in fact the Azores, and since that time it has been my passion to sail there from here in San Francisco. I’ve been planning to fund the voyage by making it a part of a film inspired by the dream and all the fascinating esoteric subjects that my ensuing research has come to encompass as a result of it. Unfortunately, the extraordinary nature and scale of the project has made publicity and funding a real challenge.

There are so many things I want to experience in the Azores and document for my story. I want to search for the locations I saw in my dream, to see if they really exist: the stone slab on the hill by the coast, the cooking hearth in the steamy volcanic rock, and the dark flooded underground cavern. There has been a recent controversial discovery of possibly ancient Phoenician tombs and temples on the Azorean islands of Terceira and Corvo, and I’d like to begin my search there. And I want to enjoy some Sopas do Espirito Santo, traditionally prepared in the volcanically active earth. I want to explore the underground caverns hidden all over the islands. I want to scuba dive among the dolphins and whales. I want to immerse myself in the therapeutic waters of the Valley of Furnas to help relieve my chronic bronchitis. And of course I want to collect local tales of seafaring adventures and lost Atlantis! ;)

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To read the uncanny tale of how AM47 came to be, click ALTER MaN underwAy

Or jump right in to explore the 4 Points around the globe and click FIRE, WATER, AIR, EARTH, and also AETHYR

All the newest info & posts from 2013 are here: Recent Posts of AM47

To read a transcript of the visionary dream that inspired this entire project, click  Delta & Dawn Dream

Videos & Photos: AM47 Media

Email Me!: jack.fool@alterman47.org

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