The Western Gate

IT, being the Aries Moon, 718 Full moon’s since my birth. Still I sit and watch, still un-acting.
I sleep and awake in the hexagon tower¹, Behind one of the columns I see a familiar shadow, the form of Thoth in Ibis-humanoid form, he mutters words I cannot understand but at once am now in the courtyard garden²
The shadow of Thoth stands behind a far column and introduces a young woman, I think he calls her Letika.
“You are restless” she asks. I mean to tell her I am bored with waiting, with wanting to know what I’m supposed to do in the waking world but she seems to already know and asks instead that we should study a game ? I think of chess and know that logical or critical thinking will not hold a dream vision, it will blur and disperse just as I sometimes pry upon a book in dream and the words begin to jumble into nonsense and I lose lucidity.
She shows a Senet board. “Threes or fives” she asks, but I do not know, she makes the decision and shows me five reeds.
“I do not know how to play”.
This is part of the teaching, that I do not know, part of the angst I have in the waking world, it is symbolic that I am to play a game here, that, likewise I do not know. Though I’m guessing it seems that it is symbolic.

She points to the middle square, “here art thou ruler, you decide who moves forward or back reciprocally, and can only be usurped by another whose fate says they should be on this square, if they choose. Of course, you can pass this by if your number determines your right to sit upon the throne.”
She points to the five squares at the bottom right of the board. The (looks like) three crossed vases³– “how you got here, you move all your other facets by the same motion, if three reeds have gave you passage to land here then you choose how all your pieces move by threes… if you so wish, it is your choice, to move or not”
She points to the sea, “here be stagnant in the mire, watch all around you move whilst you remain.”
She then points to a hieroglyph of three geese… “ah judgement, move only onwards by a throw of balance, equal, two or four.”
The next square on the royal five shows two figures almost cojoined, “here,” she says, “determine which way your adversary will move. Mastery over the portion of the other, Finally the Ba, awaiting ascension, only by means of being one ! Or else as Ba, here and still “
How do five reeds determine the number I ask thinking of a dice, which would be much better.
She throws the reeds onto the floor, they pile up except one. One. She throws again and each remains apart, five. But the higher you throw, the more they’ll be apart. You can not throw above your head, the etiquette of throwing. A dice would be better. “ Six? You cannot have the House sided with the Royal Neter” she quips.
I study the analogy, the possibilities, I begin to lose sight of the vision and look to her, her eyes both scorn and also laugh.
I awake and feel I am partially dissociated from body, a huge tingling ripples across me as I will myself to rise but instead I fall, I am back in the dream.
Letika looks, “We play?” I tell her I lose dream sense when focusing on one thing, and then I smell a wonderful scent, she speaks, “You smell, you see, you hear and you can taste, you feel, but you cannot think? You cannot focus or concentrate.” She taps the Senet board, “Play”
I begin to throw the reeds, and see the path of what will follow, there is no creativity just determined and foretold, luck and fortune or despair. I lose sight, she barks “it is your will that you run from, play the game…” But I awake with a jolt.
My last vision were a knight standing by a column. `This may have been a waking construct, s fleeting memory cast by my mind. He were witness to the rituals rites and games within, I did not see him whilst in the courtyard but he was there, non-acting, non participating, absorbing all the wisdom and knowledge, experiencing and yet, not a player. I think again of a chess board, between the column, the castle and also known as a bishop who in times past was the advisor, they who received wisdom to impart to king or queen, The knight stands between them, the horse. Unmoving, and yet if it so wishes to jump over the line of pawns before it.
I apologise Letika.

1/ It is one of a few continuous dreamscapes, it resembles a sealed chamber where there is no entrance or exit, there are slits for windows and outside all that can be seen is a landscape, eternally spring.

2/ Another dreamscape view, it is a courtyard, one side has a roof which is filled with hanging fruits and jasmine and other creeping flowers. There are columns along the flagstone dfloor, that hold nothing but again some flowers appear from their summit as if they are hollow. Although it is a walled garden with no roof it feels as though I am indoors.

3/ They are in fact nfr (F35)~ the Heart and windpipe (apparently)