June 28th 2010: Ahkenaten and the Mysterious TV Show

Mark and I were heading to a Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn Temple in a little village I've dreamed of before. I noticed some of my Greenvillian buddies setting up to film a tv show across the street. We're wearing pyramids on our heads but I take mine off to go talk to these people. I decide to catch up with Mark later so he goes in alone. I'm watching them work on this project and feel a little bad that I'm not involved. I asked my friend who the writer of the show is and he points to a long-haired red head girl I've never seen, I don't think. She isn't very nice, but I stick around anyway to watch the hilarious acting. Before I knew it, Mark was back and was kind of upset I never went in. I told him to introduce himself but he didn't really care nor want to, saying there was no point. At this time, I hear a message that literally came from above. He declared himself as Ahkenaten and the imagery in my mind began. I saw a giant pyramid in the sky with hieroglyphs written all around it. I remember seeing lots of hieroglyphs of suns and birds.

The pyramid shined so brightly, i believe it was made of gold. I tried to read it but the vision went by too fast like rolling credits. Too much information to process that quickly. I told Mark what I saw and heard, but I don't think he believed me. I told him we had to go to Egypt as soon as possible because Akhenaten gave us a specific time frame to go. Mark said that I should tell my friends and see what they thought, so I did. Most of them thought I was crazy or didn't even take me seriously. They kept working on the tv show but again I felt bad for having to leave. I asked the red-headed girl if she would let me write a skit but she said no, in a very unpleasant way. I went and told a friend, Michael Barksdale that she said no. There was nothing he could do for me, he said. Finally, he said 'don't tell anybody, but if I were you, I'd do it anyway, just give it to someone else.' Then Mark came to where we were and said, alright, if you are sure you got the message we were waiting for, then let's go. We gotta go now!' Then I think I felt a rumbling in the floor and small crystals fell from the sky.


Analysis:
Observing the balance of both my Piscean qualities. The spiritual (the Temple visit), and the worldly (production), as represented by two fish. It represents my path in spirituality and instructions I have been given on many occasions since I was a child.

Update: (7.28.10) Moses and Ahkenaten are one and the same. His instructions were based on migration towards the land of pyramids, very similar to the event that occurred over 2000 years ago when the Israelies were led out of Egypt by Moses. I feel in my being that this is a progressed and karmic-cleared continuation from that time.

See my ALTERNATIVE 2012 THEORY.

Last Night: The Moon is Falling?

I was at home with my family, and I hear a guide telling me to pay close attention to the signs that are happening right now. I turn on the TV and hear that some high-profile Israeli named Rahm something had recently been assassinated. Israel was blaming this on the Iranians and used it as a justification to wage war against them. The guide began to speak and tell me this was planned aeons ago... I begin seeing all these propaganda commercials about supporting Israel. It has women crying, and bible verses. The guide tells me we have three weeks but that they will feel like three days. He tells me that Israel is a code for the remnant, and that I was one of the many that had solved the great genetic mysteries of the ages. He/She shows me an image, which I will try to interpret... It seemed to be that the moon was crossing through a field of energy, that looked like a wall of water. From this imagery, it was shown to me that some sort of nuclear activity was going to cause cosmic chaos and the moon, losing its' gravitational pull would collide with earth, or at least come very close to it. I remember seeing the sun massively huge behind the moon. I don't remember what the purpose or role the sun played in this event, but I remember hearing it was going to be dark in the last three days. The guide said there was not much time to prepare, and that we must be ready to leave when they tell us. Pack lightly and pack all necessities. So I did, I began packing some water bottles, food, socks, first aid, etc in each one of our bags. I began to wonder if the government was going to tell the people...

  With about 3 days left, we went to visit Marks parents to see if they were ready, but they decided that they were going to stay. We were a little sad, but understood there was no need to fear. I admired them for their decision. His mom had painted all the walls in different colors like a rainbow. She said that was always something she wanted to do.

The day began to darken and so did the moon. People were saying it was Nibiru. By the time we got back, my mom and sister and niece had already arrived to our house. I turned on the tv and it said emergency evacuations were going to take place, to not fear, not panic, keep order, and be strong. People began looting, and chaos began to erupt. As we finished our preparations, a military soldier came to our house and told us we had to leave at that moment otherwise the ship would leave without us. I told him that we had been prepared for this for a while and to give us 3 minutes to grab our stuff. He said '3 minutes, or we're gone.' We took the things we needed and followed him out. I asked him how much time we had left, and he said '3 Hours.' I couldn't believe how fast time went, and didn't know exactly where we were going to and how it was going to work. We arrive at an air force base, I think they said something about Russia, or that area being a safe haven some how as USA was going to get it the worst. The numbers of people there were unbelievable. Hundreds of thousands. Everyone was moving in a great swarm. My niece stopped to go to the bathroom and I yelled out to her, 'what are you doing?' she said she had to go, and left, but the line kept moving. I wondered if I was going to see her again. My sister got caught up talking to these famous people and didn't seem to realize how far we had moved. I was reaching out to her, but she didn't notice. I don't remember much after that.

Analysis:
 Two days after posting this dream, I read that Israel sent war ships through the Suez Canal.

Something I just realized while writing this was the number of times the number '3' appeared in my dream...

3 weeks, 3 days, 3 hours, 3 minutes...i wonder what significance that has, if any... would like to hear your thoughts on this one. Please comment or drop me a message if you have any insight on this or about the dream I shared.

June 25th 2010: World of the Undead

This one was really weird. I remember driving down the street with Mark and stopping at a small goth boutique (yea, i know, funny). We get down to check it out. While looking at some clothes, I find a note that asks me to enlist in part of some government sponsored program. I don't care much for it, but on the ride home, I hear it come on the radio. This commercial is directed at me. Somehow, I'm not freaked out, but quickly realize how persistent they can be. Finally, I tell Mark I'm going to check it out and that I should be back in a few days. I say bye to my family and take my one small suitcase to this small base, where I meet up with two guys and a girl who are supposed to be my partners. I don't remember the girls name, but the guys were named Chuck and Barry. The captain guy comes and he sort of looks like the white military dude from Avatar, Colonel Miles Quaritch (Stephen Lang). He explains to us that we've entered the world of the Undead, and we are recruited to blast away any memory that needs to be forgotten by humanity (for good reasons of course). We were like Ghost Busters in a way, but with bazookas that shot laser beams.

  I see amazing buildings, people, spirits, animals, all which are radiating with electricity. They have an eerie dimension to them, perhaps because they know they are bound for extinction from the human mind. So we're on our mission, and I'm trying to zap away this amazing art deco building highlighted in blue neon  that has legs and is supposedly the facility that housed some very important elite people, and so it held knowledge that couldn't be released. I quickly understood that the position was to assassinate any information that could be useful to humanity in some way. I told Chuck that I wasn't going to stay the 3 days, and that I had decided I couldn't participate in this. He tells me that we should just get married because there is no way I can go back. I asked him, 'why? are we automatically enlisted?' He said yes. I felt a bit betrayed but I somehow knew I was there to do something other than what they wanted me to do. I ran to some rubble, alone, and I met with the building and a spirit that looked like Medussa with snakes all over her hair, red eyes, and a fish-like tail she used to fly through the sky with. I quickly sympathized for these beings. They were like humans. I knew then that I was to wage chaos against the establishment, and allow these memories to exist. It was vital that they did.

Third Straight Night in April 2010: Galactic Federation

This was a two part dream. I, unfortunately, don't remember much of the first part but I will share what I can...

First part: I remember being in a house, lots of rubble inside and out. Someone was there, a couple, and we were discussing something. I remember a full-length mirror, and clothes... i remember telling them that I was going to be picked up and had to make this appointment on time.

Second Part: I am on a giant spacecraft. It is immense. I know I am a member because I am wearing a uniform. It is burgundy and black, turtle neck, and it has a logo on the side of the chest. I am working in the capstone department with large crystals, granite, and other minerals, such as copper. As I work, I hear someone communicate with me directly, but telepathically. I can't see this person in the dream but I know who it is...although I am unable to recall now. He's happy to see me. He asks me how I am and how life has been since I boarded the ship. I look around and notice a lot of work ahead of me. The ship is filled with intellectuals, scientists, and all sorts of leader personalities. I notice no children, and at that moment it dawned on me...'there isn't much joy here,' I said. I began to question myself if I made the right decision.

He changes the subject by asking me to show him around the ship. I remember it with great detail. We leave the capstone building department and I take his energy to one of the control rooms. 'This is my favourite room,' I tell him with a huge smile at my face. My heart pounding by the beauty. Above, just below the ceiling, are countless screens, each one observing a different galaxy. At the center of this room, a circular platform, about 3 feet in diameter. Hovering above it, is a 3 dimensional supernova that I pulled up with the touch of a high tech computer monitor. Not a hologram, but the real thing. It was about 3 feet high and 3 feet wide. We were monitoring a specific galaxy for it's recent supernova, and had set it on pause (by stopping its time). It felt amazing to not only see this phenomenon up close but to observe it in a completely and vastly different perspective.

Next Night in April, 2010: I was a Black Hole

My body hovered in deep space, although it had no physical form. It was a galaxy all on its' own and it was made of so many stars. I was connected to a machine, and information was being downloaded into me by someone who narrated to it. Specific in detail, most of which had to do with black holes. I remember hearing them ask me if I was ready to know what it felt like, to be one in the next life... My face made of stars I observed the creation of an active black hole while sensing other observing faces made of stars around me, all of us deciding the next step in creation. I then see myself as the black hole and I consume fiercely and fearlessly. I am in two places at once, conscious of the different forms I'm taking. I hear talks of hearts, and paths, but I am unable to recall. At the end, I finally remember him say, 'you will remember at the time necessary, but most, you will forget upon waking...' And so it was.

Night 1, a dream in April 2010: Time Travel

I remember 4 large towers, condo-like, all facing each other making a square figure. In the middle, was a pool that was also an ocean. I experienced this from the first person perspective and watched as if from above. I was with a few others, one of which I believe was my friend Brian Andrews. No one was in the frame, as if we were invisible, but the presence of others were all there...observing, communicating telepathically, and clearly listening to what was going on down below. We spoke of our arrival and our journeying through time. I specifically remember saying that we 'went back through time 13,000 years to be in this moment today.' I felt a little sad, as if we were saying our goodbyes to that place, but certainly knew how necessary it was. I remember seeing glimpses of past civilization as if watching a short summary of humanity in the last maybe 6,000 years in the windows. At one point, I remember running up one of the towers in a bit of a frenzy, as if I was trying to find someone or help them in some way... I remember looking out the window from this tower, somehow I felt myself present in all four towers at the same time. The last thing I remember was hearing how it was 'time to leave,' and how we 'mustn't forget.' Shortly after, I awoke.

Intro! Welcome to My Parallel Reality

Ive been keeping a dream journal for as long as I can remember, most of which are recorded mentally because I've always done much better at remembering minor detail than to take the time after waking to jot it all down, but let's face it...some of these are too good to keep all to myself. What you are about to read might scare you, inspire you, surprise you, mention you, and especially, entertain you. What I'm going to be sharing is extremely fantastic to some, but to others it may be quite affirming, and that's what I'm hoping for. If you've had a similar dream you'd like to share with me don't hesitate to let me know as I feel dreams are just as real as our waking lives.

Warning: Please don't plagiarize or karma will chop you up into little tiny pieces and feed you to the crocodiles. Seriously.

Art by Alex Grey.