<font size="1" color="#FF0000">LAST EDITED ON 05-Aug-02 AT 06:58AM (EDT)</font>
Hey Shadow, I know that at times we can have a similar dream every now and then. I had 4 dreams today (that I can remember, in a 10 hour period) that I wanted to run by you. Tell me if any of them ring a bell:
1. I was a hired infiltrator of a Heaven’s Gate type cult, I was in a room full of others dressed in white robes waiting for a ceremony. Purposively they were to be trained in these divine arts, were one would be able to levitate and make things disappear in thin air, and heal open wounds. I saw these magic tricks being performed by some of the senior cult members. The final test for all jr. cult members was to drink this red liquid that would make them disappear and become God like. Well I wasn’t about to let that happen… My orders were to prevent that from happening. Since it didn’t make them God like, but more dead then anything else. I was in the far room, looking outside past the wide glass window. I began to entice the crowd to question him, and ask how and why. Bringing up the facts of the news media and of the reports of the death it’s caused, and the founder being a fraud. It was enough to distract the leader of this cult, who I then ran up to confront him, catching up to him, I found him by this break table smoking a cigarette. Me and 3 other cult sympathizers I managed to de-program, helped me capture and expose him for all to see. I held him at laser gunpoint as he pealed an orange with his dull pocketknife. I ordered him to put it away or I would blast him, but one of the female sympathizers thought I was being to mean and told me to “stop being so mean.â€
2. I was shopping at this large souvenir store by the docks. Where they had lots of old antiques, vases, coins, and ropes on the walls with foreign crests. Lots of interesting rings and jewelry. I purchased clear plastic tape, amber colored glue, blue sprinkles, some blue and green egg stone, and a couple of pins that I don’t remember what they look like. It was still daytime, and I was standing by the line to check them out, but they never got to me. By then, it was 12 midnight, still standing by the line waiting for these people to check me out. The lady that ran the store knew me and asked for my assistance really quick. I was pissed off of wasting all those hours in line for nothing, that I pocketed the merchandise and went along to help this lady move some stuff.
3. Casino looking environment, weird designs and shapes of human movements. Passed by someone who seemed to recognize me, and who I might have recalled from a past dream. Confirmed, individual did know who I was. Got to talk with individual, disclosed much information about what’s going on in our current lives and what will happen. Deep connection felt, a definite bond of familiarness, but still unknown as to where I met this person from before. Dream ended, and restarted (déjà vu). Walking by casino just like before looking for someone. Walked by the same individual in the same area as before, but did not stop to question individual (like the last time). Still surprised to have noticed each other for some odd reason again, even though it did not go as it originally was intended to go. The look of “what happened†was all I saw when I turned back to see this individuals face who I will not forget.
4. Entered this huge in door dock, with large murals on wooden walls. Images of ships and old photographs of people, with engraved names and dates indicating the late 1800’s. My identity was that of someone of rank, a captain perhaps. Saw many familiar people, my objective was to ferry alone on a tiny sub (more like a pod). I was supposed to follow some familiar individual on a sailboat, but my sub wouldn’t run. I tried getting out to push, but I remembered that I couldn’t swim. I was splashing and drowning, when I was then pulled to the dock by rope, by the very individual that I was in search of.
That’s all I can remember for now. There is of course, lots of missing pieces of information in these dreams. This is the closest recreation my conscious mind could remember upon waking up.
-TTA