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Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

"First Turkey, then Greece"

It is not my intention to promote fear, and increasingly I feel a need to add the disclaimer that this is for "entertainment" purposes only, and that I will not be held responsible for any actions or inactions that come as a result of telling you this, but I just woke up from a completely disturbing dream that felt different than just a typical "filtering stuff from the day" type of thing.

In it I was in a jail cell with a bunch of other people, they were strangers. Six or eight couples lined up and start dancing toward the door. They are all male and all wearing sand/dune colored military uniforms, save for the last couple, a man and a woman. The woman wears civilian clothes, the man is in the same uniform as the rest.

As the couples tango towards the door, the people guarding it on the outside smash the prison door window glass and stick the barrel of a machine gun through it and start shooting indescriminately at the group. The dancing couples continue to dance toward the door regardless, all getting mowed down/shot to death in the process.

Everyone is screaming and there's mayhem. I am horrified.


The dream ends and in the blackness of sleep just before I wake up,  I clearly hear the words
 "First Turkey, Then Greece".

I wake up.

This dream left me shaken; I deliberately have avoided the news the last two weeks or so partially because it was disturbing and partially because I have just been busy, but upon wakening, I felt it necessary to finally look at a timeline of events of what had gone down in Turkey.

So apparently there was a coup attempt!

If you are planning on visiting Europe anytime soon, you might want to reevaluate any plans to travel to Greece in the next 12-14 months or so, and especially reevaluate or think twice before visiting any nightclubs/places where there is dancing on a regular basis . I'm not sayin', just sayin'... But if something like that were to happen, the attacks would mow down civilian and military alike.

I also feel like if anything goes down in Greece like what went down in Turkey, NATO might -just saying MIGHT have also primed the pump for it if not flat-out orchestrated it.

UPDATE: Thursday, 28 July, 2016:

I want to add, I just haven't had a chance yet,  that about 20 minutes after posting this, I heard very clearly that Greece would be protected. Now I don't know what that means specifically, but it seems to me that there seems to be some kind of protection of some kind with Greece as a pivotal point in all of this with radical Islamic terrorism, maybe manufactured terrorism with international agencies behind it, etc. etc. but that there seems to be something that overrides all of this and I don't know what it is, whether it be spiritual protection, physical protection, a combination of the two or the like. It seems to me energetically to be celestial in origin. I know, roll your eyes if you want,  but that's the energetic I'm getting.





Saturday, April 10, 2010

A being came into my room last night and holographically showed me a tortoise?!

He was tall, in a robe, with big bug like eyes, but it's hard to say what he looked like-- he told me it was "time" and I demanded to know who he was and he said "It's not important" and then I struggled to get off the bed and argued with him that if he couldn't tell me who he was, I wasn't going to participate, and he said more insistantly "YOU SAID YOU WOULD LIE BACK DOWN, I NEED TO GIVE YOU MORE INFORMATION NOW" and then I felt this gentle push on my chest from an invisible hand and I was lying on the bed again. I felt no fear, and suddenly I realized somehow he "was who he said he was" and was not an agent.

 He then activated some kind of hologram and a kind of invisible screen popped up and showed me all these geometric shapes floating in front of my eyes, this time it was triangles and I think squares. Then the shapes faded (or morphed? I couldn't tell) into this giant transparent tortoise, and I was fascinated with its shell, and as I stared at the shell, the angle of the tortoise changed from a horizontal view to the top of its shell looking down on it, and each facet of the shell began to light up each segment -- I somehow knew each section of the shell was "information".

Then the tortoise turned into flowers: giant, undulating calla lilly types; then suddenly neat rows of spring flowers against a low-lying picket fence, kind of like snow drops or lilly of the valley or blue bells- the small springtime ones that cluster and grow with big, generous flared leaves at their base.

Then, it all swirled together and he and the images were gone and I fell asleep immediately and had some WEIRD vivid dreams.

In one of them,  I had a mother with two mixed race children (my half siblings)and she was kind of crazy-- driving too fast on this winding highway overlooking what looked like a lush, green, tree-filled sound in the Pacific Northwest-- the two brothers were sitting next to her in the front seat and I was sitting in the back. It kind of reminded me of when I briefly lived in Seattle in the early 90s, and I remember telling her to slow down with the driving but she wouldn't stop speeding.

Then the dream switched and I suddenly started eating Ziploc plastic bags!!! About 8 or 10 of them! They were the half gallon kind with a bumpy "zipper" appendage attached.  I could feel them in my digestive tract, moving slowly as I swallowed each one  -- I particularly remember the bumpy hard plastic "zipper" parts of the bags bumping up and pressing against my right side of my large intestine.

Then I was at some kind of hotel where a sales group was giving an annual awards show and Bill Ryan from Project Camelot had entered his name in some kind of raffle and they called his name and he for some reason had this really hard time getting up to the podium to accept his prize, lol.

I remember urging him to hurry or they would go on to the next person and then I woke up.

He never reached the podium.