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| "I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after..." -Emily Bronte
What you are about to read is a collection of diary entries, journal recordings, and in-person interviews with anonymous volunteers who claim to have experienced the phenomenon of "dream weaving" first hand. The following entries are true and have been confirmed in their validity. The volunteers have agreed to have their stories published here under one condition; that none of their original material is altered in any way. Please note that some sections are not written in proper format in an effort to preserve the integrity of the event. Please keep in mind also that some parts of the events happened in a dreamlike state of mind or under other supernatural circumstances and may not be written in proper format. If you are able to unscramble the dreams then you will be able to interpret them and understand the message(s) they are intended to deliver.
I have created a color code system for the reader:
Volunteer: black
Supernatural Entity: red
Narrator: blue
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: NIGHT DREAMS :
Beneath a starry landscape we journey into dreams on silvery night wings to distant places - Cross the threshold and enter worlds beyond - Where hidden secrets wait to unfold their enchanting magic.
(Decode Clue: B) There is a parallel world that exists in the core of the mind. What is perceived as fantasy is in fact reality. This I say to you, never be afraid to dream. It is the window to the soul and its endless pursuit - to rest in peace. God speaks. Can you feel the voice wake your thoughts? There is no decision-conscious or subconscious-that is made without God. Even the dead can speak; through God.
Celestial Creator, grant us, the chosen, to be your gift of fortune and see with closed eyes.
Let our presence among the humankind be a blessing. We shall reach one-teach another-and help them over stand your plan. My life is for you. So shall it be.
Divine Revelation: Dream 1
A young boy's vision: one-seven: nineteen hundred and ninety.
"Hell on Earth"
And it will come to pass. Lucifer reigns over his army and his empire. As far as the eye can see, centuries embraced by sin, pain and suffering. Darkness ruled that which was once Life. Now, humankind is catatonic. Their minds are in a tomb. Their hearts have been eaten and their souls have been flushed.
damaged to see only destruction.
could--twisted, distorted, vision
These are my being. Human, how tattered souls like raw meat.
of demons that feed on lake dried; bathes the lacks show me no more. The crimson
desolate and cold. Please and desert across the land, left every city, valley, town
post-Armageddon destruction.
Oh Jesus, why, why has the fore their souls were consumed.
human flesh; left to char;
roads were paved in malted
mountaintops. Highways and
poured over the volcanic ashed
The blood of murdered angels
of the children of God. Enough.
will never let -- let harm come way
Wake my child. I Love You; I
Wake me fore the world without God is an infested cancerous bacteria, taking the place of what once was birds and trees. Now, only a picturesque of the human body, torn inside out, and then blanketed over the earth to infest. Look at the demons, Jesus. They're maggots. Breeding themselves in the womb of Satan's bosom. Manifesting by the thousands. Please, Jesus, come. this is not my land. It is Hell. yesterday, today, and...it shall pass. Come Lord Jesus. Come.
As an angel, I know that what gift I have is to be a dream weaver. I am one of many who work the site of the soul's mind and eye. Distorting your reality to fantasy to protect you from your greatest enemy-yourself.
I am a dream weaver. A guardian. I am your sleepwalker when you rest, and I am your night stalker when you are awake. Please read and over stand with caution. Pray to be given guidance to believe these words I have written are true. And these revelations are for you to comprehend God's plan. So shall it be.
the day of our Lord, third of June, nineteen hundred ninety-seven
Driven by the quest to enhance my knowledge and over standing, I felt that I should retreat to a place where I could shout aloud and pray without illusion or influence. I knelt to the stars above and prayed for wisdom. I felt no different about myself because I still felt I had fallen short of God and that He was unhappy with me. I felt the clogging would possibly always block out my heart from feeling the Holy Ghost, truly, in my soul. Feeling compelled to stay, I sat and stared off into the darkness. Evil sat and watched me the entire time I was there. In desperation, I began to give up, thinking that God had nothing to show me. Then I noticed the clouds taking shape in one section of the midnight sky like an artist's sketch before it is filled with color.
Before you; appear four corners to the outer layers of the clouds, which represent
The devilish young female figure began to fade into a misty vapor into the dark sky and a large bronze-like pitcher with ancient engravings appeared in its place, similar...>>>
time from zero to infinity. Again.
I promised the Holy Ghost that I would record this testimony. In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, to reset
I promised the Holy Ghost that I would record this testimony. In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, to reset
new earth. New generation, new creation.
life. There was peace in the new heaven and
enter were called from the book of heaven opened, the names of souls to
upon the podium was a large, ancient,
large podium stood an angel. And placed
and the heavens appeared. There, at a
up opened sky The peace. of dove
the full span wing spread of the
bottom left corner to right, was
the battle. Then, spreading from the
the battle. Then, spreading from the
lost he that sad and defeat, in
over in abundance, drowning the beast
over in abundance, drowning the beast
I didn't realize was the cup "runneth"
What cup. baptismal a of that to...<<<
So shall it be.
Man has moved his bowels to defecate a buffet of digested sin. Feasting on the recycled leftovers of bodies that live without souls. God bless us. We have devoured ourselves in the se7en sins: greed, wrath, pride, lust, envy; gluttony and sloth. The apostasy has come. The new church of the old world order has failed and it will come to pass - the New World Order ; the New World Church is risen. And the New King is upon His Throne; all praises due to our Lord, Jesus Christ.
The Moon of Blood: Dream 3
(Decode Clue: IR) Calm are the western desert skies. The warm evening glowed with bright mystique. It was the autumn moon of the year of our Lord, nineteen ninety-two. Riding into town with a group of friends, there it was...as large as the mountains in the horizon of the desert highway. It captured the eye of all that witnessed. I looked into the window of the future as the moon awed all in its eye. So large. Larger than the sun, and so close, you could walk up and touch it. Embraced by its beauty and its message, I immediately began to shake with chills and cry. Uncontrollably. It was a solid blood red. The moon had been the vile of the blood of all living and dead. The blood would touch the waters of our land and...
The heavens and the earth will come and go,
Gomorrah. remain. always will Word my but
disasters engulf modern day Sodom and
see great tragedy and turmoil as natural
During this period, the western world will
all living in ill repute and rejection of God.
sin. Soon it will come; our Lord will destroy
New Earth, wash in Jesus' blood, cleansed of
Lo and behold, it was prophecy fulfilled.
drench our soils, and flood our waters.
Happiness is a ridiculous notion created by religious addicts and painted poetry of dreamers.
Welcome Not: Dream 4
6/98.
The devil came to me, in his hour of darkness, crying to me for help. Even though he beat me, abused me, stole from me and lied to me...tried to destroy my dignity, sanity and pride, he came to me for shelter. My door of understanding and forgiveness was open, but my heart was closed to ignorance and lustful spirit. As I turned him away and suffered no offering of shelter.
I said to him, yes. I prayed for you and only in God our Father will you find shelter. I led him to the house of ill repute, where others like him lay. He cried to me, please. I can't go there, fore I am shamed and will lose my dignity--my pride. I prayed for him and said, don't go. Seek ye first the Kingdom of God, as you sought me. Find Him, as you found me. And then; you will have shelter. Do not turn away from Him; as I have turned from you.
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It's been about two years since I recorded my last journey. It is with intriguing spiritual concern that I try to figure out what purpose these journeys serve for all involved. Heavenly Father, use me as your vessel to do with as you will; may the spirit be your servant to help those in need of your love; grace and blessing. Amen.
With further research and interpretation of these dreams, I am noticing a pattern. They are actually real life experiences, manifested in the subconscious as some other form. Each journey takes the dreamer to a different place and time in their own world. The volunteers that submitted their dreams for use in this study were interviewed separately and never met, but all shared one common theme. God. They all said the dreams were spiritually enriched and they felt "full" of something more.
At a certain point in their dreams, they felt a heavy, warm presence was with them, acting as more than just a bystander, but more like a guide or a director. The presence is unanimously described as a luminescent figure with no face. They are placed in situations with people of all ages and ethnic backgrounds. Some of the volunteers said they almost always saw familiar faces like friends and family, but they are not the center point of the chain of events. One volunteer even said, "thinking back...when I return (he means when he gets back to his home in his dream where he is in real life) I remember details of the cities and towns...the people's expressions and even street signs and store fronts."
Another volunteer mentioned, "I'm hoping that if I can research the location description, I can record where I was and who I was with." She goes on to say, "the people are so real and they are so emotionally involved. I feel like I am called to be a part of their life and help them in some way."
The volunteer of Dream 3 added, "I feel an indescribable sense of purity and power that is God given in order to protect myself from harm in any given situation. I speak in tongue (he means he can speak the native language of the people if he is in another country or region in his dreams) when I pray for these supernatural abilities to occur...I speak it to God and it happens."
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Journey 1:Break It Up
I am positioned in a high school with two groups of kids who are rivaling over some kind of differences. As with all these "journeys", the people know me and they accept me. I break up their fight and bring the kids together, in Jesus' name. The spiritual power I have to fly, speak directly to God, absorb pain without physical harm, utilize enhanced skills of weapons use, intelligence and speed, all indicate to me -- that I am an angel.
My prayers have come true. I prayed for God to let me be a defender. Fighting and defending the law of God. I prayed for him to let me help clean up the mess we've made.
Journey 2:Piano Party
Another city. Another town. This time I am mingling and partying with friends. Laughing and having a good time. It's funny, because not all of my journeys have me working on assignments. Sometimes, I have - just dreams...about everything of worldly nature. Music, sex, family, friends...even cold, quiet dreams of the living room by the piano of my grandmother's house. In almost all of my dreams my grandmother's house is always present in some way or another.
In dreams, this is called a "safe house". The place the person describes here is a place that is familiar, safe, and a place they remember of love and security. Often in dreams, we find ourselves in this safe house for no apparent reason whatsoever except that it brings an eerie, empty comfort that we long for. In almost every case, this place is the home of a close family member or friend that has died.
Journey 3:Don't Shoot
I am in a house with some people and I noticed that they are sitting in the kitchen and I am down the hallway in another room. The person whose soul I was ordered to take--he knew I was in the back room. He jumped up from the kitchen table and ran into an adjacent bedroom, where the light was on. I floated over with a very large chrome semi-automatic pistol and I remember the look of vengeance I felt on my face. I had no fear as he pulled out his gun and started to shoot at me. The bullets passed through me like water passes through your fingers. I shot back at him and the shots barely missed him.
I floated over against the wall and stopped shooting when the lady in the kitchen was screaming and rushing down the hallway into the room with all the commotion. As she came around the doorway, I vanished and said to him,
"lucky for you, you don't know how to shoot."
After reviewing the details of what happened, it is realized why the spirit says "you" instead of "me". It is because the man was going to shoot himself and believed by committing suicide, his soul would be taken away. The Lord works in mysterious ways. Indeed he does.
(Decode Clue: TH) In reflection, this assignment took place in a southern town or maybe the Midwest in a predominantly African-American neighborhood. At night. Before the dream weaver moved in on the guy in the house, he was outside in front of the house, floating above the heads of his friends who were standing around and leaning on a late model car parked in the street. As the dream weaver approaches them, he pulls out two guns and started a gun fight with them. He tries to float up high enough so they can't grab him and pull him down from the sky. He continues shooting and gets the guys by the car. But the others get away. Looks back on the whole fiasco and simply says, "I was sure on a mission that night."
I traveled with a friend of mine to a small town and met up with some other friends. I enjoyed sharing my special abilities with others and entertaining stories of the Heavens. All was well during the day and then later that night, the hell broke loose. I tried to stay cool when we all went to my girl's house, but when the demon walked into the house with an all white suit, a sick grin on his face and a red tint to his face and hands...
One of the things I need to make clear here is that when a dream weaver says it's time for reentry, it's always perfect timing with the time they have to transform. After studying three or four of these "missions" in greater detail, I noticed that all the participants describe waking up very tired the next morning. The reason for this fatigue was because they had literally been up and out - all night - in their minds. These "assignments" as they have also been called, seem to drain quite a bit of physical energy from the sleeping body, leaving the person feeling drained or tired. Even some accounts state they wake up with physical marks or scars caused by the interaction in their dreams. Sounds strange. But it's true. Please continue.
I made it back into reentry and all I could think about was watching her cry and chase me down the hallway. So I put myself back into spirit form and I ended up down the street from the house. I remember ending up at a boarded up, old gas station and the light from the cover port was really bright. I figured if I could take my car and drive back over there, I could find out what's going on. I could also see if there was a landmark I could remember, just in case I can't stay. Sure enough, I pulled out the parking lot and began to drive back when all at once the entire car just died. All the power and the engine just stopped. I felt the car pull back and vanish and then I began to be drawn back into reentry. But before I did, I noticed the wooden light pole to my left with the power company tag on it. I remembered it said, NC 1701 POWER ----- CO, and the time was 9:30pm.
(Decode Clue: TH) In reflection, this assignment took place in a southern town or maybe the Midwest in a predominantly African-American neighborhood. At night. Before the dream weaver moved in on the guy in the house, he was outside in front of the house, floating above the heads of his friends who were standing around and leaning on a late model car parked in the street. As the dream weaver approaches them, he pulls out two guns and started a gun fight with them. He tries to float up high enough so they can't grab him and pull him down from the sky. He continues shooting and gets the guys by the car. But the others get away. Looks back on the whole fiasco and simply says, "I was sure on a mission that night."
Journey 4:Devil's Dance
I traveled with a friend of mine to a small town and met up with some other friends. I enjoyed sharing my special abilities with others and entertaining stories of the Heavens. All was well during the day and then later that night, the hell broke loose. I tried to stay cool when we all went to my girl's house, but when the demon walked into the house with an all white suit, a sick grin on his face and a red tint to his face and hands...
...I didn't feel like fighting. I was there to see my girl. But before I knew it, I was lifted up and pushed back and I floated into the center of the room and started to fade back into reentry.
One of the things I need to make clear here is that when a dream weaver says it's time for reentry, it's always perfect timing with the time they have to transform. After studying three or four of these "missions" in greater detail, I noticed that all the participants describe waking up very tired the next morning. The reason for this fatigue was because they had literally been up and out - all night - in their minds. These "assignments" as they have also been called, seem to drain quite a bit of physical energy from the sleeping body, leaving the person feeling drained or tired. Even some accounts state they wake up with physical marks or scars caused by the interaction in their dreams. Sounds strange. But it's true. Please continue.
I made it back into reentry and all I could think about was watching her cry and chase me down the hallway. So I put myself back into spirit form and I ended up down the street from the house. I remember ending up at a boarded up, old gas station and the light from the cover port was really bright. I figured if I could take my car and drive back over there, I could find out what's going on. I could also see if there was a landmark I could remember, just in case I can't stay. Sure enough, I pulled out the parking lot and began to drive back when all at once the entire car just died. All the power and the engine just stopped. I felt the car pull back and vanish and then I began to be drawn back into reentry. But before I did, I noticed the wooden light pole to my left with the power company tag on it. I remembered it said, NC 1701 POWER ----- CO, and the time was 9:30pm.
After analyzing all of the details of this journey, I finally figured out where the dream weaver was. North Carolina, near the 1700 block of an unknown street at precisely 9:30pm EST. Now the dream weaver's local residence is on the West Coast, putting their time at 6:30am PST. This confirms the accuracy of time transfer. Time transfer is another large part of the dream weaving process. If you are normally waking up at a certain time in your own time zone, your time and location in your dream will be set precisely to the number of hours ahead or behind for the other dreamer's local timezone. In this case, the three hour difference between California and North Carolina is accurate. And both persons wake up on time in their own part of the world.
Journey 5:Crossroads
As I shared good times with friends and traveled through the cities and towns, teaching and sharing the true Gospel and frolicking with fair maidens. I traveled with companion to a suburban neighborhood right in eye-view of greater downtown. As the companion and I walked down the street, laughing with friends, a white two-door hatchback pulled up with four girls in it. The two girls in the backseat, got out and went with the guys. Then, the two girl up front both leaned forward and looked at me, as if to say, 'you know why we are here-you know why we have come. My friend and I said goodbye to the others and got in the car.
The two girls up front, got in the back, my friend got in the driver's seat and I was in the passenger seat. I shut the door and touched my hand on the dashboard and its shape began to change into a large operations console. Then, I spoke to God to take us home, in tongue, so the others would not hear....
It is with great importance we stop here in the dream sequence and explain something. This thing about speaking in tongues. It has been misused so much over the years that it needs clarification. The dreamer, in this scenario, used this phrase out of context. People. The true biblical phraseology - to speak in tongues - means: to speak another language. Period. It does not mean you were rambling on at the mouth and mumbling a bunch of garble that means nothing in any language - it does not mean you were talking like the angels do or speaking to angels or demons or any of that mad nonsense. Another tongue plain and simple is just another language like Spanish or French instead of English or Tagalog. There is nothing "holy" or "sanctified" about it. It's just mindless rambling. That is a fact. Not up for discussion. Let us move on.
As the car drove down the street and lifted up in the air, a bright light took me into reentry. My journey was over. I made transfer at 6:15am. I remembered the time of reentry, 8:15am. So the hour difference was 2 hours. CST. I tried to back up reentry to see if I could retrieve more info. I was already late, so I felt I should use it wisely. But with each attempt, reentry stayed on 8:15am. It was 6:30am when I made transfer. I was right on time.
Meanwhile, back at the lab...
DREAM WEAVING: SCIENCE-FICTION OR SCIENCE FACT
Us: So what is the difference between dream weaving and just regular normal dreaming?
Them: "It's just different you know it's like..." "You can see and feel everything, but you're not really there and you have..." "you have the power to control someone else's dreams." "Yeah." "It's amazing. Amazing."
Us: And what makes you think that these people really exist if you are not able to meet them in person or locate them on the Internet to even see if they really exist or better yet. If they remember the dream at all? What purpose did you serve with all that?
Them: "Oh wow. You want to take this one." "Well, for me. I mean, I think I can say for most of us here, we're like...it's more than just what you believe or think is happening like a regular dream you know it's like..." "You're helping someone." "Yeah." "You're doing something good for somebody out there that doesn't even know you and doesn't know that you're trying to help them with their life somehow." "And it's trippy because the whole thing is in your fucking head you know!" (They laugh) "Oh my god, can we say that on here? Sorry it's just that you get so into it and you know that what you're doing to help that person in their dreams is going to help them in some way in their life!" "Exactly I mean. Look at it like this. The world is in the universe and there are many things going on that we can see and touch right here on Earth, but we forget that there is a super huge universe of other planets, stars, galaxies whatever that all play a major part in taking care of that same little Earth." "We're the Sun!" "The sun! Yes. The person sleeping is the Earth and we're the Sun." "We're like the light that keeps on shining in their lives...even when it's dark." "Yeah."
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That was a short interview we had with a couple of college students at a local university doing a sleep study and research of dream analysis. They hope to one day move dreaming from just something that every person does naturally to something that literally exists on a plane all by itself. We have seen examples of this "science fiction to science fact" in movies and comics for quite some time. Virtual reality is big. Bigger than most people think. And with humans on the brink of technological euphoria, we will soon see DREAM MACHINES for personal use at home that literally record your dreams and allow you to play them back on your personal computer or other video player device.
As if the Internet wasn't full of enough stuff as it is, now we can Google other people's dreams and watch them on You Tube. Great.
The head professor of the study, an esteemed African-American woman with credentials and in science and medicine, whose identity we have agreed not to reveal, had this to say about dreams and the spirit within.
Professor: "The presence of God is everywhere. The spirits of the angels are around you. Be not afraid they say. It's mentioned several times in the Bible. Their presence alone is enough to make a normal human crumble to their knees. But they will say...we are peaceful...you see."
Us: Right, but what about people who don't believe in a god or heaven or any of those things and they just believe dreaming is a natural part of being a human being. I mean, there are so many cultures that have so many different views of the spirit world.
Professor: "This is true and I've heard and had that very debate several times throughout my career. Especially in medicine. Many will argue that our synthetic approach to healing is not inspired by a divine intervention, but it is rather our own evolutionary knowledge that has reached a level of success. Others will argue that it is just our imaginations on overdrive, but you see the true spirit of the angels is indescribable to the normal eye. Data is very clear that angels or spirits are nearly if not completely invisible to us. But animals, young children, and mentally challenged claim to see them all the time."
Us: Well this is where we have to ask, what is it we really see and how do we know what we are seeing when we see it?
Professor: "Well, that's the thing about it that still with all our technology, we are still baffled by. You may see them as a glimpse in the light or a shadow in the darkness and you may notice that when they move, they are moving very, very quickly. Almost like an instant camera captures stills. It is captured quite well in special effects in motion pictures quite often. This is not just a special effect created by the makers of the film. This is an inspired suggestion given to the makers of the film to capture their truest essence of movement."
Us: So forgive me, you're saying that when we watch a movie where they're showing like dead people or ghosts moving almost zombie like but all of a sudden darting about in quick flashy motions, that was okay - told to them - in order to really show people what it's like? If that's true, by whom were they told?
Professor: "The other side. It is simple. They are in full physical entity. And remember when you see them, they are a part of you."
The head professor of the study, an esteemed African-American woman with credentials and in science and medicine, whose identity we have agreed not to reveal, had this to say about dreams and the spirit within.
Professor: "The presence of God is everywhere. The spirits of the angels are around you. Be not afraid they say. It's mentioned several times in the Bible. Their presence alone is enough to make a normal human crumble to their knees. But they will say...we are peaceful...you see."
Us: Right, but what about people who don't believe in a god or heaven or any of those things and they just believe dreaming is a natural part of being a human being. I mean, there are so many cultures that have so many different views of the spirit world.
Professor: "This is true and I've heard and had that very debate several times throughout my career. Especially in medicine. Many will argue that our synthetic approach to healing is not inspired by a divine intervention, but it is rather our own evolutionary knowledge that has reached a level of success. Others will argue that it is just our imaginations on overdrive, but you see the true spirit of the angels is indescribable to the normal eye. Data is very clear that angels or spirits are nearly if not completely invisible to us. But animals, young children, and mentally challenged claim to see them all the time."
Us: Well this is where we have to ask, what is it we really see and how do we know what we are seeing when we see it?
Professor: "Well, that's the thing about it that still with all our technology, we are still baffled by. You may see them as a glimpse in the light or a shadow in the darkness and you may notice that when they move, they are moving very, very quickly. Almost like an instant camera captures stills. It is captured quite well in special effects in motion pictures quite often. This is not just a special effect created by the makers of the film. This is an inspired suggestion given to the makers of the film to capture their truest essence of movement."
Us: So forgive me, you're saying that when we watch a movie where they're showing like dead people or ghosts moving almost zombie like but all of a sudden darting about in quick flashy motions, that was okay - told to them - in order to really show people what it's like? If that's true, by whom were they told?
Professor: "The other side. It is simple. They are in full physical entity. And remember when you see them, they are a part of you."
Needless to say, sitting in on dream studies and talking with volunteers and instructors lead to more and more questions. But I think I got it. The beings that are manifested in our dreams can take on any form. They can be angels or demons. But still we beg to wonder, what's the point of dreams? Why are they there? Why do we have them? What do they mean? The search for answers continues.
Journey 6: James 3
I spite my tongue when I spill profanity and split my tongue when I speak of knowledge of God.
I don't claim to know all nor do I wish to be all-knowing. I simply wish to understand where I am, what I am and why I am.
I am as God is and that is why I am.
This is where I belong-among the celestial beings and one with the Kingdom.
Fore God so loved me that He gave me life.
And now I am a part of the intricate tapestry of Infinity.
Journey 7: The Hybrid
Poor, poor creatures are the daughters of Adam. From birth-they are adored. Honored and admired. Innocence grows into a silhouette of desirable flesh and fantasy-their existence is in vain.
The secret is in their souls. Behind their eyes are the sinful thoughts of lust
burning the imagination of the "fallen" ones and the sons
of Eve bow in shame and lick the essence of procreation dry of its moisture-rich soil. The womb
of man; the femur of male. They are mystery and passion.
The mirrored image of vanity. As cursed beauty kills the offspring, the flesh gnaws away
at the spirit until there is only dust. From
whence you came so shall you return.
The goddess is worshiped and mummified-crown to throne.
The goddess is worshiped and mummified-crown to throne.
Ye, we walk sleepless in the shadows of our own imaginative destruction.
Humankind continues the onward journey to learn the creation of other life,
the creation of the Universe in which it dwells and
continues to search for the most adorned journey ever, the creation of them-
selves.
This hunger and thirst will continue to sicken humankind until their
stomachs and bodies rot
from famine and malnutrition.
Please, remember this always, feed on the knowledge of God and all hunger will be satisfied.
Drink the Wisdom of the Ages and thirst will no longer be known to you.
In complete and absolute certainty shall you find the core of all things known to God
and others and in this core shall you be placed upon the throne alongside God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit
in complete Truth and Everlasting, Eternal Bliss.
Although it has been a long time since the last entry, the struggle continues. We are under constant daily pressure to find our path in life. I feel that I am almost there. Something tells me that God still has something planned for me. Maybe I have been running from my calling-denying myself of myself to die, but also not to live. I have been in spiritual limbo since the journeys began. I am praying that the Lord Jesus Christ, God, Our Father, make it better for me. I am called in various ways to come to the House of the Lord.
Once I am there, what do I do?
I only wished I knew.
-DeMaster Thomas-
