Dream 105
I stand next to Uriel watching a young couple move into a new home.
They settle in nicely and share a glass of wine on the veranda together to watch the sun set. I imagine them sharing all sorts of ups and downs for many years in this home. The scene is idyllic and they look very happy together.
Uriel:
“Behold the spiritual realm son of sorrow.”
The scene changes to two spirits upon the veranda together. Beings of what looks like fluid glass with lines of text written in glowing light upon them like cursive tattoos in a science fiction movie.
The text reads stories that contain belief systems. She believes with all her heart that she is ugly, that men cannot be trusted and that life is unfair. I read this upon her spirit.
He believes that anything is possible for anyone but him. It literally reads ‘I am cursed with bad luck’ on his spirit. As if someone took a pen of supernatural light and wrote it there.
Uriel:
“What the soul believes, the spirit makes law. For as God writes His law upon the hearts of man, so does man write upon his own heart. To be born again is to receive a new spirit, cleared of all previous inscription.
Know this son of sorrow:
The soul may write upon the spirit but that which the spirit receives as reality overrides the thoughts of the soul. This is why it is so important to be consistently surrounded by things of the Spirit.
That which is inscribed upon the spirit of man is accepted as reality to man. There is neither lie nor truth nor right nor wrong to the spirit. There is only that which is accepted as reality. A man may inscribe many lies upon his spirit and he may allow those around him to inscribe many lies upon his spirit. And he will receive these lies as reality even unto eternity. The words of the son are all that should be inscribed upon your spirit yet man allows both man and demon to write as they please.”
As we stand there, a transparent wall appears on the borders of the property. The walls go so high that they disappear into the clouds and through the earth’s atmosphere.
Uriel:
“Behold the boundary in both the physical and spiritual realm. Mankind, by collective free will, sets these boundaries between one another because they do not love nor trust one another. These boundaries are respected by both demon and angel.
The area between the boundaries is the area of legislative authority or ‘Ecclesia’. You have absolute authority within those borders and, if husband and wife are in agreement, you set absolute spiritual law within those boundaries. As it is written upon your spirits, so it is.”
We are now standing on a hill above the city. A much thicker transparent wall surrounds the city. This wall curves over the entire city, like a big dome that reaches the earth’s atmosphere but seems almost impenetrable. Like a domed castle in the spirit. The dome has millions of lines of writing upon it, also as if written with a pen of light.
Uriel:
“All single clusters of ecclesia are overridden by the collective ecclesia. This is called ‘the power of the air’. The dominating belief system of the entire city determines which principality has authority.
As you vote for political parties and leaders in the physical realm, so do you vote for the principality that has authority over you in the spirit.”
We see a Golf estate below us. It is within the area of the dome but has a single wall around the entire estate. The wall has thousands of lines of writing upon it. It reads ‘Wealth. Success, Order, Status, Security’ and thousands of lines along those types of subjects.
Uriel:
“Within the dominating ecclesia of the city you will find large clusters where the lifestyle determines an overriding ecclesia. It would take a well-planned assault to change the spirit of this estate because these beliefs are held by the majority who live here. Money, power, wealth, social status, security and success are extremely important to these people and they reinforce each other’s belief system every time they interact. Thus the principality here would be a very powerful strongman who has been sent to uphold the rule of mammon.”
We are now above an area of poverty. The entire area has a dome of its own under the greater dome. On this dome the words ‘survival, hopelessness, suffering, injustice’ and thousands of words along those same lines are written in that same glowing cursive.
We are now above the land under Michael’s calf.
The soil already has a lot of writing in it, as do the walls around the property which are staring to curve inwards. The words read ‘Abundance, hope, love, grace, mercy, wisdom, favor’ and hundreds of other lines that we have been proclaiming upon the land.
Uriel:
“Do you see the importance of what you are doing? Do not underestimate the power of believers in community son of sorrow. Living in community you have absolute authority over the power of the air. Meditate upon this son of sorrow. If you (plural) do as the believers in Acts did when they were filled with the Holy Spirit, thousands will be added to your number daily and the principality of delay will lose all power over you.
The kingdom is all son of sorrow.
Advance the kingdom, live in community, walk in unity, be one as we are one. Do no walk alone, walk in love!”
Me:
“I receive this revelation and celebrate the fruit that will soon come. The kingdom is all!”
I wake up.
