I once dreamt of a space station made out of dirty pots and pans.

The hardest work I do in a day is in my dreams.

Last night I dreamt I was a plumber and was sizing a pipe and didn't have a measuring tape.

Every night and it's another day of hard labor.

Weird.

So, the first post was just establishing a certain point of reference... I didn't cue the individual to dub a thing, a space station as they had, but that has been one of the main reference points I've been referring to from this particular dream.


Now for a more easy to digest,
According to the terms of what readers here are far more accustomed to...

Me just simply telling the dream as it was playing out to me, in I think the year 2000. My memory of things has weakened and while I have a few different moments in my life where I tried to center the dream around the 'dragon' in it, it ended up making some pretty askew interpretations of it.


Unfortunately for those sort tho... they should skip to the next post for it.

This one addresses the various iterations of such a dream over the years in my life having been centered around the wrong point of reference to see the story correctly.

The most recent iteration of it I know the actual math about it was correct, as I spent a good deal of diligence addressing the numerology aspect of it in case it was holding the Rosetta stone I needed in order to comprehend it.

That vid the mic was weak, and probably because I didn't have the whole thing figured correctly, but I did have the math right. That video so titled that it was seeking answers rather than providing it...

Was the last version of this moment in my life I had attempted to put to document.

The math though"
There were two individual dreams with a lucid moment between then, that told the same story from two different angles, that was given to me on a certain day long ago...

Where an artist had painted on my murals,
Inside of my house a few days later,
The 3 most important points of the dream and it's climax,
Without ever knowing I had the dream.

That is a fun story itself, I was actually not happy with her and sent her out of my home with abrupt social cues... but...

When I realized the fullness of what she had painted the guilt hit me like a ton of bricks.

This wasn't just any dream, something really wanted me to pay attention to this one...

The one that forever stumped me.

That wasn't all math was it?
Just wait... it was.


8 or 9 years later, there was a woman close to me whom had a dream in the same location, as myself in the first dream. When she arrived at work the following morning a co-worker pulled her aside and wanted to tell her about a dream they had that morning as well... which ended up being the same dream in the same location as the first half of the original dream.

This time tho, these the events were the same as hers, though her events were not the same as my own. The location was the same, but the timing was different. It was a different part of the story of happenings, so to speak, of that particular place.

This one looked like me, but I must say I don't know how easy it will be for me to trust a red-head again who doesn't have the blue eyes. *hilarious long story there*


This one was a friend of mine, but before she could understand the fullness of what was happening between us she was swept away from me in the more heinous of living ways possible...

The man who did so, the 'pastor' whom did so, I actually have on recording a few years prior to all of this, telling him the dream...

As he was an 'apostle' which is something above 'prophets' according to the 5 fold thing that only a few Christians' even read about in that bible anyways.

A legitimate apostle could have given either a legitimate interpretation, or enough of a clue specific to myself in the thing...

He simply responded 'I feel like I'm a part of the rainbow in your dream'...

While these words spoken to me 100% without a doubt in hindsight, as the assumption that the rainbow was from the God thing, and he was such a high ranking officer in the God thing that he was automatically a part of the God thing in the dream.

I say that because there are certain leaders here whom I will draw here to view what happens in situations that are a God thing, and they run around making assumptions based on their own understandings of things.
*which was forbidder in the bible to do when speaking on spiritual things*

There was no actual moment of him checking in with base to make sure they had the precious truth and wisdom the person needed about a God thing.

The man simply assumed he knew certain 'above alls' correctly that he didn't need to 'check in'...

But you're required to at least pray first and listen, whenever a person comes to you with a spiritual thing and you're at least the rank of prophet - which means also master of the prophetic things -

but that's a terminology so misguided on the forum so it's not maybe the best to get into it but...

The apostle is the master of prophets which is the master of the prophetic things.... is part of how the army rank works in terms of the war between heaven and hell...

Well... plot twist...

that's how the fraction of Christians' who even know of such things see it...



It's close tho...

The apostle should have been quite ready to deliver the solution because of what the title means.


His carnal intrusion into the dream itself, and the ill gained trust he stole from me in that moment...


The devastation that it brought to the people actually carrying the burden of these dreams themselves he has been wholly successful at hiding the past years...

Mostly because of how much he terrified the woman as well as the other 'pastors' who have led their entire churches in the name of God having never taking the time to actually speak to Him when people come to them for His guidence.


There's a lot of that these days, in fact the vast majority of the modern day churches in america are not lead by people who are 'constantly praying at all times' such as the bible says the base of the people themselves should be at least capable of.


That's the funny thing about true Christianity, it's not about rank and giving each other 'the truth'...

We're all supposed to be connected to the heaven thing and able to receive it's insight... We only seek each other really, for the spiritual mysteries that manifest.

For council...

All the rest is just fellowship, community, building, and making the world a little safer for the families to grow and love.


Even telling this sort of thing with any legitimacy at all is nigh the impossible around these parts...

And many feel that I broke the place by the fact that I can freely say such things now without really any damage at all from the trolls who hate me for...


For showing what free speech really is?
That's a funny short of it.
It's not untrue.

I'm still doing it.


The dream sequence itself will be in the next part.

The start of the dream was in an 'endless meadow'.
The idea of an infinite meadow, can't be stressed enough...
It's part of the binding between people who have had a dream of this place, the particular description of the meadow the dreams take place in.

It started in some sort of endless meadow,
Under a very warm blue sky. Nice and warm not hot.

I spent a lot time walking around the meadow telling people who were standing by themselves, to 'get to work'.

These various people across the meadow were not spaced particularly close to each other, in fact I remember travelling long distances between some. I would tell these people who were just casually standing around to 'get to work'. By work, in the dream here in this infinite warm meadow, it was referring to the crank that was near each person.

The crank needed to be turned, and the folks often hadn't even noticed it was there right next to them in the first place. I would like to point out tho, that the crank wasn't normal.

It wasn't something you've imagined yet...

It was made of stone, just the handle of a crank made all from light brown stone slightly glossy. Smoooooooth stone that was not made by humans or something... The cuts were too advanced for us, and though the cranks were small, they were attached to a single larger stone gear.


Maybe 10 inches across with stone gear teeth, and they were all fixated next to these tan stone, smooth and rounded edges, 'planks'. Like two by sixes... Two inches thick, maybe six inches across, stone and perfectly cut into the shape that a wooden plank makes...


These would come out like 4 foot in the ground, and the gear was someone magnetized to be exactly an inch or too away from the plank. There was no connection visible between the gear, and the stone going into the ground.

But when the people turned their cranks it was winding something up within the stone itself and going underground somewhere.

None of that could be seen in the dream but it was felt.

After seemed like days of walking endlessly and telling folks to do this realizing that many people who should have been at their cranks were not...

Knowing that I had lost time because I had to spin their cranks for them even though they couldn't be present. I could somehow turn the franks faster than anyone, something about me made the invisible part of the gears move faster but... It was a tragedy that those who didn't make it to their crank weren't there...

And it was stealing time from the others too...

(somewhere right there I saw how the kingdom of light on earth suffers with each person who denies the light, many years ago)

All of the stones somehow effected the next huge stone structure I came across in the dream however.

It was some sort of portal or arch but it was all squared off with no curves other than the rounded edges of each piece of stone.

The thing was bigger than me by 2 or 3 times and it was facing a endless chasm.

This entire meadow's edge was just one abrupt, very straightish, edge that went straight into chasm that you could not see the bottom of, but was bright rather than dark. You could see the fluffy clouds waaaaay down in it like the clouds in the sky on a partly cloudy day.


This part gives a huge clue of what's taking place in this space and it has a lot to do with providing the spiritual advice that I had previously mentioned in the post before, that has been reversed and ruined in the lives of most everyone now,

and it all led to somehow triggering this particular stone portal, or gateway. It's two stone pillars connected only across the top by another slab of stone of equal dimensions the pillars...

Was something that I could walk through or under but that wasn't how this thing worked.


On the side facing the chasm there were a series of lines, circles really. Like a bullseye that only had the circles penciled in, all the same tan color of every other stone in the dream.

The center onecame out and made a small conical point, and then it started moving further out and drawing each next inner circle into itself increasing the size of the conical point.

When it got to the final ring it just kept extending like a long pipe.


And it kept extending, while I watched it...

Extending miles out and over the chasm, and while I sat there amazed that it had not forced itself to fall into the chasm by it's sheer weight...

I knew that I had to climb up one of the sides of the portal, and run down the pipe being extended.


So I did, the thing was barely a few feat across at it's center, and somehow I run all the way down it to it's point.

On the top side of the stone pipe I had been running along like a tightrope, was a window facing only the sky above me that I could not see from the ground.

Inside of the pipe was where I saw for the first time, the 'liquid rainbow'.


It was all the hues of the rainbow and perhaps more... it was amazing to look at really.

But the colors didn't mix!
They stayed in cohesion to themselves somehow even though it all looked like it was all the complete same viscosity of the colors next to each one, the colors never mixed together.


I watched this sort of impossible to describe liquid fill the inside of the pipe, and the pipe's pointed end turned down into the chasm.

There was no opening in the nozzle, the stone shouldn't had been able to simply change it's shape from the conical end it had, into a bent conical 'faucet' into the chasm but somehow the stone just flooded out through it and down into the chasm like a 2 foot wide waterfall of living water, or liquid rainbow or whatever....


Eventually enough time passed and I knew I was supposed to jump in after it on faith.

So I checked my watch, realized that was a correct choice... and did so.


As I fell, and fell through the clouds beneath, everything became dark.

And then the strange awareness of my bedroom, and my neighbors, that I have already described in this thread started.

The space station I had spent so much time banging a reference to, in the first post, was the start of the second telling of some 'same story'.


And this feels like a very good place to rest from writing for now.

For those that get to read this as one constant stream and not in the strewn out pieces of it at the creation of this thread...


While I'm falling in this chasm, it's probably a good time to relate a bit more on the math I mentioned.

The geometry of things, is in itself a math as well. The more we understand relational ideas and more about how things relate with each other some of the aspects of this geometry can start to be seen.

There is some very specific geometry, that can be seen in the number of 2s that exist in the sequence that I've described so far.

There were 2 points of the dream itself.

The dream had a day it was given and a day that it was reminded of, by an unknowing artist. This is also a 2. This 2, however is shaped different, than it's closest relating 2s.
This part has a deal of specific timing of things, as the narrowing of it's related 2s would suggest a quickening...
(Earmark that for later)

The dream had an echo, of what seemed to be a promise that I had not mentioned... which is also a 2. I did however start a thread that will eventually develop as my heart is able to center itself and face the thing... talking about the later form of this particular 2 that I'm alluding to...

That would be the one on the artists manifesting the future. The one that warned me to start paying attention to the agenda in 2020, with the virus as the main piece. The artist that painted on my bathroom wall also was the first artist i think it was 9 years later...
Well her art was the first showing in that place.

It spawned that somehow, but only geometrically because she never met any of the other artists, and none of them knew the story of any of this, and there was no interpersonal communications between any of the involved parties other than artists looking for space to show their work in, a business sense.

The space of years between me seeing that artists at her shows, that 9 was also duplicated.

9 years after her showing the other chick had her dream that came in a two.

But there was no space of time in the delivering of the reminder part... and it wasn't an artist painting on the wall...

But a co-worker who had told her about her own dream that same morning, because it was the same one they had had.

(there's the geometry akin to an infinity symbol there but I would take hours to explain all of those numbers.)


But you can almost see it as crazy as it sounds, for those that didn't spend their life studying the balance to things.


so....

2-perspectives- 2(dreamers) 1(dream)

Ended up as
)18( years later...

4-perspectives- 1(dream location)

the 2nd set of perspectives that were drawn into a duplicated dream had a second dream in the same origin, same dream location as the dream 18 years before.

They had their confirmation the same day which suggested it was to start soon after it had been given.

This quickening in 2018 was pointing to 2020... With all the 2s...



The artist thread, of prophetic art from the local artists lends more to my part in it all outside of just speaking about the dream itself.

But it also pointed to 2020, the artist show, birthed the very art showing space from the same artist that had painted on my wall...

um...

Can I just point out for now, the math in all of this was very important for a time...

But that's the long and the short of it.

Tough post for me to try and address some of the deeper meanings in it, when hindsight here will be the best for all anyways.

strange post.

(This whole thing wigs me out)

Even the place I live in, in the waking world is a direct echo in it's name, of a specific location in this dream, and the second part had a bunker, but it was more like a dug out... it had no roof.


I made that realization verbosely and in text to a few people closer to me... sometime last year...

Realizing I was in such a bunker but the 'open air' thing was uniquely echo'd from within this very space.
This particular space station.


That was two terrible paragraphs for sure, not quite the dream in sequence for you the inquirer...

But, I guess, but that's a really good snapshot of me coming into the realization of much finer parts and meanings in this particular dream.

The sequence of the dream itself from a linear fashion,
One that would be expected of me as if I'm simply telling a story...


Well, it goes like this:


I had been falling in a chasm for quite some time, and had my moment of super-awareness of my neighbors... when that awareness faded back it was to blackness and I had still been falling through the chasm from the first part of the dream.

Or maybe that was just how this second dream started, me falling through an endless space.
But the blackness of the length, depth of the void I had fallen into...

Gave way to a gentle blue sky with a space station off in the distance. I didn't right away but as I had been thrust into it from such a great distance away... I was able to notice that it had been made out of rusty old pots and pans, hardware type utensils...

And there was a woman inside of it who hated me, for trying to tell her own demon, something I know that many people here see me deal with a lot... such a thing was far and away from my life at 20 years old, having this dream.


Eventually through a splurge of images and stuff much too rapid for me to actually recall, the ideas and events that took place inside of that station were difficult for me to remember specifically in the dream.

Kinda like too many topics far too fast...
Kinda like the space station as I've poked a handful of people about, on the forum...


That aspect made sense to me finally as to why I wouldn't be able to do a full indepth, story part there.

I wasn't meant to.

I missed that defining part of the space station itself, as presented in such blatant and subtle way, when the dream was first given.

But hey... it is what it is, it's always a journey.


Anyways the woman didn't like it so much and something worked out where we were all suddenly at the space I had grown up the most at in the city... here...

Like the transition from the space station to standing in the middle of my city in this dug out, that was some how functioning as a bunker without a top... was like...

too seamless.

it was just one and then the other setting but a few of the people remained in the same spots.

I remembered that I didn't mention that before, and it's easy to skip over... it was just one of the many things I assumed was already being expressed as I described but...


I've thought a lot about this in the past month.
I thought I knew the girl in the space station, but I never really got to see her face.

The commonality with all of the women in my life tho...

Was the demon inside.

The one that was following the chic in the dream was most likely the metaphorical amalgamation of my loves.

I gave myself to all my women.


But all my women succumbed to something very strong...

That had a very paticular disdain for me...



Hated because I had certain traits, or skills forbidden from mankind.

The prophetic sense, as I've shown with a brief interaction with another poster recently... (without bothering any of the things people love to make up about me between women might I add) That foresight allows me to sidestep the vast majority of their attacks always.

It's why the bossman kinda discovered time and time again it seemed... that a certain hunch about people being too far out....


wasn't just a quick hasty judgment of character...

I've seen the effects of this sort of spiritual monster on so many people over the years, and know that several had their grips in this space...


station.



Well... I tried to learn the things to help defeat them for others, at least enough for them to see what sorts of things they target.

They target things that heal hearts by nature this heals community or nations at large.

It's a little thing to us, a small affair of insignificance surely, that I even said such a thing.


But first and foremost one of their most important objectives with this place and the internet at large...

To break the connectivity of people down into cancer cells all fighting each other...


This evil I speak of...

Was pretending to be a child's flotation device behind this woman who couldn't see it....

The cutest thing in the world...

The greatest evils exist in the cute things of the world....



In the second scene however, the woman who represented my love, stands there and just watches me with arms crossed.
In silence she stares as I show a man, in the dug out something on the computer, but it was my playstation.
I was showing this man something important as I got a glimpse of some super zoomed in moment... to read the little tag on the flotation device.

Having never been able to read in dreams before or after, I always thought it was peculiar to see it say 'not a life saving device'.

As I read that in the glance it stuck out that whatever evil this was, the mothers didn't realize it was selling their kids to it for the price of a cushy, easy life...

All taken care of by men they controlled in her(s) lives.

That's a really strange 'zoom in' moment all together in itself for me as well.


The context reading those words carried fill the entire space of the dream for a brief moment, as if I was in the bunker, glanced at the demontoy near the woman, and as it zoomed in for me on the small tag it had 20 some feet away so that I could read it...

The extra message stuff about what it was pertaining too, was all right there...
But it seems strange...


Till I realized that all these woman had willingly sold themselves to the easy evil that had barred itself in with them...

The demon always had been using the fact that wealth itself was enough to keep the kids afloat but it was at the cost of their direction in the universe


for worse...

When that flash happened I was back in the bunker, though I had never left it...

Somehow my mind had hyper-zoomed in.

It kinda does that now in the waking.
Specifically for how other peoples demons are defeating them as many of you well know by now...


It was at some point before the dragon was destroyed that a man come along in my city and scream at me for how I had said the thing that I had said.

There was a moment there of life or death as he was going to shatter my jaw somehow, to permanently silence me...

I cried, in the dream, I cried.

I was only trying to help the woman with a demon but...

He didn't get it.
What that struggle is like and how important it is.

He eventually went away.
I don't know that I mention that part or even allow myself to think about it.

But I remembered it this past month... thinking on it....


That man...
The danger that it posed.

My weakness.


But... back to the dream a moment:

The playstation thing that I was sharing with the guy in the bunker with me, the info I was sharing with him over the webs through it...
That wasn't possible when I had the dream originally.

Connecting such devices hadn't even been considered at the time, mostly for lack of infrastructure to sustain it...
The idea of sharing web based info through my gaming device was strange but...
Ya'll know how much I entertain myself doing that while I listen for the good in the people.
This has been my gaming device while I listen to the world we are...


It was shortly after or even during... this sharing of info that the rainbow from the first dream came down and smacked this floatation device the mega demon had been pretending to be for this woman...


It couldn't keep it's disguise up in the shower it was being drenched in, of colors never mixing but all from the same liquid...

Vibrant colors...

The liquid rainbow from the first dream came thundering out of the sky to drench this silly toy but...

Within moment it had been revealed that it was some 30 or 40 story tall dragon...


Ready to destroy me...


Well known as one to be fighting me in specific, but also at war with my very nation itself as well somehow.


It freaks out at me because it knew better than all the humans then, what i might be...

considering the particular skillset

that has been forgotten by most people

and tries to off me before it's last breath finished, and almost did...


Then it was obliterated in a million shards at the last possible second before it would have kilt me... or whatever it was trying to do....

The rainbow was fast acting.

And not the gay kind....


But I see, the disguise has been coming off of the great evil in our nation...


The dragon within...

meth

that's definitely killed and ruined a lot of people involved in my life where, certain aspects of this dream seemed to relate more specifically to events in the world.


this particular dream showed me when I was a brand new, young man... that I would be trying to warn a particular person of the demon trying to destroy their life.

Which, if such a dream were to ever come true, that means at some point in my life I would have had to have had enough interactions with demons to be able to recognize when they were targeting a particular individual for destruction as such, just to be able to warn someone about it.

That is the only linear possibility I can imagine from the point of the dream being given, to being able to fulfill it but I had never even considered the idea until recently...

So that I could do my best in order translate it's possible significance to those I've alerted of this particular phenomenal dream.


The problem here is, in order for me to share this thread with those people in my past whom because of the inevitable experience with witnessing demons destroy people's lives...

There are females I thought might have been the one in the dream because of the thing trying to destroy them being so obvious and vivid to my mind's eye.


I need to address some of those people here, about this... in this thread as well...

In order for it to be settled as truth, in spite of my many misunderstandings of it over the years.

In my defence, nobody at all was ever able to provide an interpretation for it, or the reasoning the God or the Universe if you see it that way...


I do understand it now for what it were, but there are pieces that need to be settled with those whom were drawn into this particular event in my life verbosely.


There were certainly enough phenomenal events that took place between us to safely create that space here to kinda sort those out.


... and knowing that a certain one of you in that category of my life has discovered this without any prompting from me...

This thread that is...


I figured I'd post this here to nod at you...

'in time'.

you're just another one out of eight billion bud. kid yourself your whole life for all i care. you know what your problems are. as does anyone who interacts with you longer than a minute. you've been told.

so you're more than welcome to express another one of the eight billion stories of people having dreams in the same setting given to them in the strange coincidence this one was.

it's just one of eight billion huh?

oh it's not, because you don't know anyone or such and if you do it certainly quite rare and not simply just another one of eight billion.


welcome to being visible wrong, even to yourself for a change.

everyone is unique, everyone has potential, and purpose if they choose to seek it.

i sought such, and found such.

you did not so you didn't find such.

if you did it would have been stumbled upon, rather than sought after and researched, and understood from a multitude of perspectives from within communities that study such things.


your comment is certainly as common as eight billion.

and flat out projection, without even thinking or weighing the rareness of this particular phenomenon, or it's possible implications.


this is why there is a 'your kind of people'

because it's always the same negative shit, over and over.

and none of what you said had any place in this thread.

i felt like it might be a good time to pop in, and drop some of the events in the world, that show the evil within and the disguise coming off of it...


that was a big turning point in the particular dream sequence as I had remembered it in this thread.


The U.K. has the same problem as the Americans, and with the influx of immigrant illegals showing up people have been blowing whistles that they are here to kill us all... posing as the good 'families' to be helped.

But there's no women and children in these waves of folks...

We've heard they were going to be supplied weapons, and there's a new thing out there where immigrants can bypass the background check for guns...
we also know they're being supplied with money each month and that they would be buying their own...


But in the U.K. there are no back ground checks
They have to bypass every law...
to arm their trojen horse immigrants....

this came out tonight.

https://twitter.com/_/status/1744457192076705931

It's not just that part of the evil being revealed...
The governments finally trying to exterminate the western world.

The evil deeds of the most criminal circles that run the world have been being exposed at such a rapid rate in recent weeks that... well here's another recent event as I watch this dream sequence play out in the real world finally...

Another part of the great evil being exposed for what it was, while disguised as something family safe... or wholesome even...
I posted the updates all in the OP post so it doesn't specifically need to be read for pages :)


since mine got nuked here are two other folks carrying the specific news that lines up with the particular vision shared in this thread.

[link to www.godlikeproductions.com]

Thread: JUST IN: Chaos breaks out in New York City after underground tunnels were discovered under the Chabad Lubavitch World Headquarters in Brooklyn.


[link to www.godlikeproductions.com]



There's a lot of such things happening in the world right now, as the many faces of the dragon within our culture is being exposed for what it is, and what it's doing to us.

My dream shows it being destoryed before it can destroy everything tho...

At least, that's as far as I understand it.

And perhaps a very strong anchor for my own mental health as, like yourself, have to witness these sorts of events unfold in the world today.

The whole reason why I started writing about this dream here when I did was because I saw the unmasking actually beginning...

I was hopping by the time I had finished writing at least the dream itself there would be some of this unmasking stuff which had been told of, in the dream... taking place in the real world.


Worked out pretty well, imo.

Last Edited by (~.~) on 01/10/2024 06:39 PM

I started this thread, when the strange dream I had 20+ years ago started proving to be not only prophetic in nature but was reaching it's climatic points here in the waking world.


I started posting about it when the disguise was coming off, and the resulting destruction that would come to the evil controlling our country and government....


which means the next part looks like this:

Thread: Maricopa County, Ariz., Board of Supervisors served for treason


not sure what's gonna happen with the feds yet but we're about to throw off all the demonrats little perversion programs it seems.