Proving themes of Carbon fullerines, 2002: www.homeopathyschool.com.
Proving by Peter Fraser and Misha Norland.
IntroductionIn the proving there are violent themes. These may relate to Tc1’s thermal pulse, as well as to their terrestrial creation in the high temperature of pulsed laser and the plasma of the Carbon arc. In the following list the main themes of the proving are given.
ThemesViolence. Ground Zero. Red. Blood. Jagged. Pressure. Sex.
Going to die. Energized. Restless. Dancing. Powerful.
Paranoia. Germs. Dirt. Excrement. Anxiety. Panic.
Extravagant. Repulsion. Irritability. Firmness. Aggression.
Dispersal. Calmness. Apathy. Paralysis. Confusion.
Time Confusion. Space Confusion. Isolation. Privacy.
Disconnection. Solitude. Behind a Screen. Trapped.
The Group. Safe.
Because of carbon’s central position in relation to life on earth, and because carbon fullerines are formed in an environment of extreme heat, animal imagery, language and themes appear. Images are the language of dreams.
Here follows a selection of dreams experienced by the provers:
There is poison inside me. I had to squeeze it out through tiny holes in my skin – they came out as shell-less snails (not slugs). Could see their antennae. Also crawling with little black ants. This dream kept repeating.
Sensation of power – of leading a pack against a foe, can't recall details – up a hill, down a dale. Excitement in the dream, yet somehow dreadful too...
We arrive at a beautiful house. It is big and rich: beautiful furnishings, red, orange and gold, ornate fire place. We go in, there is an easy relaxed, welcoming feeling… My boyfriend takes me in his arms and we start dancing… Two young men appear in gorgeous dresses and shirts: lace, silk, sumptuous clothes. I admire them, one is wearing grey silk. I touch the cloth and am struck by the softness of the silk, he has a silk bag that I caress and smooth against my face… We sit in the porch and kiss. My boyfriend has his shirt undone and his penis is showing. I am getting sexually excited and we kiss again. Two men come out of the door. They are dark, swarthy... The aggressive one throws down a black oily rag, my boyfriend picks it up and starts crying that his velvet shirt is covered in black oil. I touch the shirt and get oil on my red, rust coloured silk shirt. I am furious and run around to find the man who did this amongst the crowd of party people. I find another man and start shouting. I look at his face, he is sullen, brutal, a hard set face, and I realise the gravity of the situation. He calls another man. My boyfriend attempts to intervene and is taken away. The other man calls again and 2 youths with 3 arms each arrive with big bows, threatening to shoot me… Another man starts gobbing at me – he spits frothy, yellow, slimy gob and it showers me and my face. I know that it is time to surrender and I ask God for help... I look around at the female’s faces: they are battered, cut and bruised. Their hair is shaved in parts, there is clotted blood on their heads. I know my fate. I feel a steel blade against my head and grab hold of it, my hand runs blood… I am forced towards a concrete alley. I look down at the margin between the concrete and the basement window and see a huge bloodstained machete. I feel very scared and start yelling and shouting "God save me, God forgive me"... Behind a wall comes a squat man with a big wooden cudgel and then he goes out of my line of vision. I am waiting for the final wallop, not scared, but resigned. I am still waiting when I wake…
Dream of thick, yellow, clotted cream in my vagina; excrement coming out of my vagina on going to the toilet, blocking the toilet that is overflowing with nappies, and dirty clothes. Of having left my home, thrown out, and now in this very sordid bedsit - tatty and unclean, horrid, and knowing that I didn't have any money to go elsewhere.
Dream of toilets overflowing.
My penis was bleeding, blood was coming through the skin and was everywhere.
Had very long, intense and bizarre dreams; in one of them I became a lobster with big red pincers; in another dream I had lots of red spots everywhere, especially in my face, almost the size of a penny.
In the beginning of my dream I was completely obsessed with wearing a red T-shirt… Next thing that happened was that my girlfriend had our child without me and she called our daughter Rosa…
Lots of blood and I killed a guy nastily with electric wire to make it painful.
Two men are shooting each other. I think I am one of the men. There is lots of blood… later, I was driving and I just missed killing a baby in a pram and a toddler.
Fantasy when half-asleep of stabbing an imaginary intruder in the throat.
Dreamt of naked men rolling in sand dunes. They were humiliated, as if they had lost their clothes while falling down on the dunes.
Dream - end only. A small girl (3 or 4 years old) standing in an empty space. The girl was me. I felt a sensation of being vulnerable and helpless.
A small girl entered a narrow opening to a cave, but she grew in the cave and couldn't get out. I was at a loss to help her.
Someone or something was climbing into a hole and I knew they would fall down. I leapt out of bed to pull them out shouting 'no, no, no' and then woke up.
Leapt out of bed shouting 'no, no, no' trying to stop someone from swimming around in muck or sewage.
Last night had a dream about my legs bleeding. The skin was very loose. Someone put their fingers under the skin and lifted it up. Blood was streaming down my legs.
AppendixA student at the school, a sensitive, who had formerly been a member of the proving group experienced strong effects during the proving, many of which were consistent with the provers' symptoms. It is therefore worth noting some of what she experienced during the first two weeks of the proving.
I keep seeing a large living object in the ground. Some kind of massive trunk burrowing in the contaminated earth. Imagined it being chopped in slices and it turned into a great pile of brown sludge. Contaminated earth, disaster, landslide, excreta, filth, vermin.
Dream: Something landed on my lap; a little pouch type thing. I batted it off and two horrible grey mice came out and started fighting and scurrying all over the bed. A cat appeared and joined in and then I was scratched by the cat.
Felt calm but it was an eerie calm, like the silence after some horrible disaster when there were no birds or animals to make any noises.
Images of the organic thing travelling through the earth, pushing the earth out of the way. Image of it creeping everywhere and then it would start growing over the house. The earth around it reminded me of landfill or contaminated ground. When it grows it grows really fast.
Felt very strong and potent. Radiated high energy. Felt very powerful and sexual. Was quite rude and boisterous and had wild sex. Felt capable of doing anything, felt that I could break through a wall.
Imagined the lounge at work was full of mangy grey, little mice, hundreds of them. I imagined that the brown trunk thing had begun to grow into a great lattice work that was slowly covering the lounge floor and coming towards me, fast, growing and multiplying. At one point a shoot grew upwards and I imagined it coiling around and strangling me.
Have had more visions at work. The organic thing has changed shape. It now looks like a wall of fast growing shoots. Continually growing at a fast pace. Almost a machine like production. They wave as they grow, kind of floppy even though they keep shooting upwards.
Had an image of a waterfall made from grey dust and debris falling down. The kind you would get after some kind of explosion.
More visions of the creeping thing… It was mutant, had the power to break through structures. Speed and proliferation. As in fairy tales; brambles growing; half human, half root.
Miasm: syphiliticDD. other carbon allotropes,
Phosphorus, Insects, AIDS.