i once had a dream a while back that i was going through this weird place that seemed to be a crypt of some sort. or maybe a series of crypts. like great ruins... with carve stone doors and roots had taken over and were hanging inside of them. i finally reached the one i was looking for and i was holding up a glass bottle with silver vine designs winding on it. or maybe it was on top of a staff? or i had a staff and was holding it at the same time. the contents were orange and blue. the orange was spirit and the blue was mind. in my dream i concluded that my place in the universe lied between the spirit plane and the mental plane. this part i dont entirely understand. also the blue and orange were not seperated physically. the blue was on the bottom and leaning up to the left, and the orange was the top leaning bottom right. and it was swirled together a little bit in the middle. i was holding it up, preparing to step into this final "temple". as that was what it seemed to be. maybe this means i have to transcend death to reach the peace, knowedge and power that i have always seeked? the temple had a VERY final feel about it. as if it was either the last place i would ever walk, or i wouldn't ever leave through it again. either way i was sure not to walk back out. any ideas as to meaning?