Dream 205
The scene has not changed from dream 204. There is still poverty all around us. This is a mixed race neighborhood, resplendent in diversity, yet here in this world where lack and loneliness so heavily beat on the souls of its citizens, cultures insist on living apart. Gangs of race, gangs of culture, and mixed […]
Dream 204
I am with Gatherer and Breakthrough in the heart of a poverty stricken inner city. People of every race pepper the neighborhood and the familiar smells of lazily discarded trash and rich food cooking fills the air. The smells hit me with a sense of mournful nostalgia. I immediately feel sad and discouraged by this […]
Dream 203
I am looking through at the window of a home at a kitchen that is a mixture of modern and old kitchen appliances. The word ‘why?’ is written upon the heart of the man. He man moves restlessly about, hoping for a sign that God is real. Now I am back on the land beneath […]
Dream 202
A man lies in the gutter before Breakthrough, Builder, Gatherer and I. I can see a snakelike creature writhing in the poor man’s chest and I am about to cast it out when Builder speaks. Builder: “Some blueprints for the righteous will include great suffering so that their healing brings glory to God. Some blueprints […]
Dream 201
I am so tired, I can hardly keep my eyes open. So many nights of being woken up at 02:00 or 03:00 to capture dreams is beginning to take its toll and it translates to the dream. I am on my stone, squinting at breakthrough with exhausted spiritual eyes, struggling to concentrate. Suddenly he is […]
Dream 200
Uriel and I stand before the river on the foremost banks of the land beneath Michael’s calf. I close my eyes and tune into the rhythm of the hammering above me, gratitude for the love of God washing over my soul with every strike. Uriel lays his hand upon my right shoulder and speaks: Uriel: […]
Dream 199
I am flanked by Gatherer and Breakthrough. We stand together watching a vast multitude of children being attacked and ripped to pieces by shadows that look like wild dogs. Between us and the multitude of children is a line of immaculately equipped warriors. The line stretches from my left to my right and disappears over […]
Dream 198
I am not always able to sufficiently communicate how vivid these dreams are. They are so real that sometimes I am not sure whether I am awake or dreaming. Even more so with the angel I am instructed to call ‘Breakthrough’. His presence is so physically evident that I am completely convinced of his reality. […]
Dream 197
Breakthrough and I stand watching a multitude so vast that I must assume they number somewhere in the billions. Whips crack as slave masters walk among them pointing out rocks that must be placed in already cripplingly heavy backpacks. The slave masters are all gaunt, narrow faced demons who scream curses at their charges all […]
Dream 196
It is not that I stand upon the water physically that my feet may get wet for I do not feel it beneath my feet. I am simply positioned here in the spirit so that it appears I am walking on water. I am in the middle of the ocean with Zephkiel, also known as […]