I was hoping that this would be an encouraging dream. Instead it is a hard rebuke from the spirit of Wisdom. It is exactly 777 words in length. This is the final dream for the generations who currently hold authority. I am relieved that this part of the journey is over because these 333 dreams have been a weight upon me that I shall never be able to describe. Thank you for reading them so...

A sea of people go about their daily business, completely oblivious to the existence of their eternal selves. Souls firmly attached to flesh with spirits completely dormant, they wrestle with the intricacies of trying to find fulfilment in the flesh. Some appear to be having fun but their spirits are asleep in the foetal position within them. Their eternal selves asleep as if babies in a womb....

In the previous dream I saw this too. I just did not want to record it. But here I am again in a stadium filled with pastors, business leaders and ministry leaders. Hundreds of thousands of them just stand there looking at the young man on stage. There is no life in their eyes, just a veiled jealousy that surfaces from time to time before fearing exposure and sinking below the surface once...

Builder, Gatherer, Uriel and I stand upon a mountain that was once the rock of prayer upon the land beneath Michael’s calf. We are silent as we look over the cities of Africa and finally rest our gaze on Lagos, Nigeria. Aware of our scrutiny in the spirit, principalities and rulers of darkness turn from their evil work for a moment to look back at us. Every city has a principality with twelve...

I am with the friendly man. We are at a hospital looking through the glass of the maternity ward at rows of new-born babies. We stand silently for hours, then days and weeks as nurses, doctors and babies come and go. After a while I feel like I am looking at a production facility of some sort where babies are the product. The machine turns, babies are born, profits are made and the machine turns...

I am on a crowded city street, possibly Europe somewhere. I like crowds. I close my eyes and let the throng of people pass me by, thousands of people close enough to touch yet none touching. Thousands of people able to care for the pain of their brethren, yet few caring. Somehow there is hope within me that somewhere among these masses there are men and women brave and kind enough to live a life...

I have been praying since about ten o clock last night until six this morning, had a power nap until six twenty. During that nap I met with the spirit of counsel and was not permitted to share what was discussed. I woke up at 06:20, had a meeting with some brothers in Christ and then continued to pray until noon. I slept for forty minutes where I had another encounter with the spirit of counsel,...

The spirit of Counsel stands upon the water next to Breakthrough island on the land beneath Michael’s calf. She watches some Egyptian wild Geese for a while with an approving smile on here little face, red hair fiery even in moonlight. It feels like approximately three o clock in the morning and the moon is so bright that the land is softly lit with a beautiful, ambient glow. Counsel: “This...

The Spirit of Might and I sit upon the rock of prayer together humming a silly song that sounds like it might suit a character in a children's show. We are pretty serious about getting the harmonies right and every now and then one of us bursts out laughing. We finally settle on ‘When the saints go marching in’ and I manage to nail the harmony perfectly through tightly grimaced lips in an effort...

Galaxies swirl through a time that is not time. A day on earth is measured by how fast earth spins, a day in this galactic expansion is measured differently in every new galaxy. In some cases, a million years is a single day. I speak out loud in wonder: Me: “Our minds are completely limited by our perceived reality. Truly, we are subjugated by our own ignorance.” The spirit of the fear of the...