Dreams for the Dead?

I journal this dream only because I'm reaching out to my fellow readers and bloggers for feedback. I recently had a dream that I was F. Scott Fitzgerald and somehow, without any knowledge of his life, I found myself in his home in days after his death.  The dream went like this:

Francis Scott Key-Fitzgerald

"...ah, the art of dream weaving. always an entertaining venture. today, i was privileged to walk on the time line of F. Scott Fitzgerald. it all started in an lavish apt home. there are many rooms. upper-middle class 40's style furnishings, books, TV sets, phones, desks, chairs, clothing, etc. tons of clothes were piled up in the bathrooms ridiculously. tossed about and dirty. no children were present. there were men in dark suits and hats, some with glasses and cigarettes, all hurrying about and walking around tending to things and moving things out of the house. there was a woman, young, blonde, astute in stature, holding onto her composure in the midst of what appeared to be an hour of drama or familiar chaos..."

Sheila Graham

"...moving from room to room, there were noticeable images of a home unkempt; dirty counter surfaces, bathrooms were filthy and disgusting and sinks were unclean; the toilet paper was soiled with human waste. the front room was fairly kept up and the den was okay but then we get into the library and there were a couple of dirty black plastic ashtrays, the TV was left on and the books were shelved, but dusty and unread for quite some time. then it hit. there was something to find here. without hesitation, i started searching through the piles of clothes, going through pockets of shirts and pants. i tried cleaning a bit as i went along as the filth was sore on the eyes and nose. i didn't find anything in the bathroom adjacent to the library so i sifted through a couple of his black leather wallets that were sitting on the small sofa near the TV and they were both empty. i tried looking in a couple more suit jackets and scanned the bookshelves but nothing was found. so i exited the the library and headed back up front to the main room. the fair woman was sitting at a small desk by the far wall that heads into the kitchen and the men in the black suits did not speak to me but made short eye contact as i walked out the door and woke up..."

1443 N. Hayworth Ave., West Hollywood: the apartment house where author F. Scott Fitzgerald died in 1940. He actually lived nearby at 1403 North Laurel Ave., but when he began suffering heart problems (shortly before his death), he was unable to climb the stairs to his second-floor apartment, so he moved into this first-floor apartment of his lover, Sheila Graham. He was working on "The Last Tycoon" when he died here.

Now after waking up, I pondered the dream and wondered what it was all about. The name, F Scott Fitzgerald came to mind. I have never read any of his literature, including Great Gatsby. I got online later that day and researched him. I found that he had an apt in CA, 1st floor, nice size, but his health was bad and he couldn't get to the 2nd floor where he stayed. It all started to click. The location was the CA Apt. the woman was Sheila Graham. The spirit-F. Scott Fitzgerald, himself. What was he looking for? He died 12/21/40 and it was 2/9/40; two months after his death. Their old home in shambles...he can't find what he's looking for in his old wallets or clothes. Whatever it was, it wasn't there. He straightened up the chairs and walked out and I woke up.

Fellow dream writers and readers...any idea what a dream like this could mean? Post a comment!  

~DeMaster Thomas~

Warrant: The Rapture

This time of morning always brings me peace. It is calm. Quiet. And the break of the new day shows promise. I wonder if today will be the day that I actually find happiness. Oh wait. I am already dead. Damn. Well, no matter. I will sit by the willow tree until dusk and sing my lullaby to the heavens.
I know that out there some where, there is a listening ear. I will continue to sing aloud until the voice of reincarnation calls me home.

Warrant: The Rapture

DeMaster A. Thomas

#2132001

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I warrant the rapture, I call on her mystery.
I summon the rapture, I call on her love to come and take me home.

I call on your darkness, I call on your history.
You found out my secrets and you have discovered me.

I lost you, but you looked for me.
I couldn't breathe and I couldn't sleep.

You gave me a chance to be free.

I need you to come back and lead the way to fantasy.

I warrant your rapture, I call on your mystery.
I summon your power, I call on your love for me.

I walk on your darkness, your power is life to me.
You give me a reason to want to love: so come take me home.

Hold on. Come and take me home.

You took on my sins and washed away these lies of me.
You found out I'm senseless, but didn't find the shame in me.

You held on when no one else could hold.
You find life in the deepest cold.

You gave me a reason to be free you gave me a reason to love me

And now...

I warrant your rapture, I call on your mystery.
I summon your power, I call on your love for me.

I walk on your darkness, your power is life to me.
You give me a reason to want to love so come me home.
Hold on. Come and take me home.

The time has come. Your journey here is complete.

Wake up.

And so I did. I woke up. All my life, I lived in a dream: the dream of success, romance, material wealth, lust, power, wrath, change, passion, utopia...

This constant state of blissful euphoria fed my imagination until the heart grew cold like a distant fog of faint memories. All of the things I loved before, became nothing. And all of the love I thought I wanted, became lust. It was time for change. I woke up.

It did not matter anymore how vanity's amendment governed my senses. My eyes were open to the truth. The truth is, we are all beautiful because we are made in the image of our one true Creator. Vanity believes we must all fit one size, style, fashion, color and image. Love believes we are without physical sight and therefore, vanity has no place in its heart. I woke up.

It did not matter anymore; thirsts of the flesh as her powerful ambiance lured me into the deepest, warmest pleasures of her womb. Love said, "when two or more are gathered in My Name, I Am-there." This sensational union of mind, body and spirit-creates life. This is the greatest human power of all -- first, the ability to take life away. Indeed we are made in the image of our creator(s). We have the power to see, believe and achieve. We have the power to give life as well as take it away. I woke up.

It did not matter anymore, how many toys I had in my toy box. Gluttony, envy and jealousy were no longer my closest circle of friends. I spent many a night and weekend with them. Understanding, compassion and sensibility greeted me with open arms and warm invites to their cabin in the mountains in winter and their crisp, cool lake homes in the summer. There was never a want; let alone a need, that was not satisfied without asking. Every time I walked through the door of old familiar faces greeted by sincere smiles and open hearts, their eyes always said to me, welcome home. I woke up. 

For those who attempt to break the unbreakable, why not attempt to achieve the unthinkable. For those who attempt to destroy the everlasting, why not take time to absorb the simplicity of right now. Now is the time. 

I have journeyed the halls of dreams that live beyond a lifetime. I have seen the past, present and the future of mankind. It is finished. "We are all dead. And this-is hell." I now understand we must die in order to live. We must suffer in order to gain and we must realize our hate in order to fully embrace love. Now is the time.

What are your dreams telling you? Are you walking in darkness or are you open to the light? Are you carrying pain from the past? Are your present experiences making it hard to go on and possibly causing you to feel like there is no future? Then, now is the time. Wake up.

Do you blame others for the trouble in your life? Do you curse the heavens and earth for human suffering and natural disasters? Do you blame God for the way your life turned out? Then, now is the time. Wake up. 

Are you sick and tired of being sick and tired? Are you tired of fear, destruction, tears of war, famine, injustice, prejudice, segregation, secret society, dividing of peoples, raping of nations, corrupt governments, broken hearts, blistered fists, disintegrated spirits and dying powers of will? Then, now is the time. Wake up.

It does not over 18,000 different religions to change the world, it only takes one to start. How much more can we take? How much longer do we have before it is too late to make that universal change? Now is the time. Wake up.

STOP. PLEASE. STOP. EVERYONE. ALL AT ONCE. BE. STILL.

Take a moment to look around you. Realize where you are; mentally, physically and emotionally and ask yourself: is this what I want for myself and those I love? If it is not, then-now is the time to change it.

We do not have to separate ourselves from each other based on creed, color or class. We can choose not to steal, kill and destroy each other. WE HAVE THE POWER TO CHANGE AS INDIVIDUALS which leads to change as a whole. 

The world was designed for the toughest race of all; the human race. There is no such thing as a superior nationality. This is an illusion. We have the ability to balance all differences: economics, healthcare, politics and religion. We must choose this change collectively and live one through the other without greed, lust, power, wrath, envy and hate. We must change at the very core of our being. We have the ability to let these detriments go-we have the power to choose. Stop. Think. Change. Now is the time.

What are your dreams telling you? What is your true reality? What is your core desire? Is it detriment or supplement? Do you want to change? Do you need to change? Find your place in the cycle of life and fulfill your purpose. You are here for a reason. Find The Source in you and listen to the message.

Shalom.

~~+~~DE'MASTER ANTUANE ST. THOMAS~~+~~

a.k.a.

Nethaleo, the Dream Weaver

http://demasterthomas.blogspot.com/

Suicide: Death In A Dream

"Oh look...ah, here we go. He left a note at least."
"Good grief, the body stinks!"
"Have the crew come up and clean this up, will ya?"

"You done here, Detective?"

"Yeah, for now. Let's see here...they say dead people don't talk. But this guy's got a lot to say..."

Date of death: March 6, 2004

There he was. He was in the doll's house. Dancing side to side, shuffling his feet and waving his arms and hands. Her hair was frizzy, dirty blonde, torn, and stringy. Her skin was a cold, broken plastic-stiff with age and bitter with despair. His clothes were worn and thin. Exposing the gritty aftertaste of his sorrows dried over crusted wounds. The eyes were stuck open with injurious stare-glazed by depression and dilated with lost passion. Nylon thread forced eyebrows into a shape of anger and surprise.

Without warning, I walked into the dollhouse to the second floor--center bedroom. The room was gray and cold with only the light from the broken ceiling fan above. It was a thick distance between us. My large nature against the small-framed doll gave me a sense of godliness and therefore, encouraged my control. He stopped dancing side to side in a panic and without shifting expression in his cutting eyes, opened his rotted mouth wide with a maniacal grin. Nothing could stop the radiating hate from shooting through me from her soul. I pushed with all I could muster in my sub-conscious state and forced movement of my body toward him. With ever-changing motion, fast to slow, I raised my
arms, torn and bleeding from blades of years repressed. He screamed and tried to fight me from taking hold of the stiff, plastic arms. The stream of his voice screamed over me as I continued to struggle for control. I managed to take hold of him and move him from the upstairs center room to the far right living room where the fireplace burned brightly.

We argued with our emotions and wrestled with our fears. Hate and tears kept score and refereed the fights. I managed to win him over but her taste, I could not swallow. The halls of self-love were cold and damp and the bell tower of human dignity was hollow. I forced him into a vicious shift in environment from nowhere to worse-a rusty, mustard-yellow, button padded room, no light, no windows, no doors. He struggled and fought to break free from my grasp and shouted obscenities of truth. Each word blocked a major artery to my heart and slowly choked me still. He begged and begged
and the louder he became, the softer his words fell into the air. I paused before fading into the darkness because out of the senseless shouting, I heard reason. I asked her, what do you want from me? She simply dropped her arms, lowered his head, closed her eyes, cried and said, "free me. Please. Set me free."

-DeMaster Thomas-

#185186

Wake Up. Exploring the Potential of Lucid Dreaming

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Wake Up Exploring the Potential of Lucid Dreaming: What if a place existed beyond the borders of waking and dreaming? Where you are awake and asleep at the same time? This place is not a fantasy. It is called lucid dreaming, the awareness of being in a dream. WAKE UP! Exploring the Potential of Lucid Dreaming features interviews with prominent dream researchers, as well as lucid dreaming experts who are consciously encountering the dreaming imagination, the source of countless scientific, artistic, psychological and spiritual breakthroughs throughout history. Share the journey of a handful of pioneers who are exploring the wonders and mysteries that dwell at the intersection of dreams and consciousness.

Dream Guide and Dictionary

Starter's Guide: Dream Dictionary

Symbols are the language of dreams. A symbol can invoke a feeling or an idea and often has a much more profound and deeper meaning that any one word can convey. At the same time, these symbols can leave you confused and wondering what that dream was all about.

Acquiring the ability to interpret your dreams is a powerful tool. In analyzing your dreams, you can learn about your deep secrets and hidden feelings. Remember that no one is a better expert at interpreting your dreams than yourself.  

To guide you with your dreams interpretations, we have interpreted over 5200 keywords and symbols and over 20000 different meanings in our ever expanding dream dictionary. These meanings are in no way, the final say in what YOUR dream  means, but it will hopefully inspire you to explore and offer a suggestive starting point for understanding your own dreams. 

Every detail, even the most minute element in your dream is important and must be considered when analyzing your dreams. Each symbol represents a feeling, a mood, a memory or something from your unconscious. Look closely at the characters, animals, objects, places, emotions, and even color and numbers that are depicted in your dreams. Even the most trivial symbol can be significant. This dictionary, along with your own personal experiences, memories and circumstances, will serve to guide you through a meaningful and personalized interpretation. With practice, you can gain an understanding of the cryptic messages your dreams are trying to tell you. Click here to dive in. 
-DeMaster Thomas

How to Dream Walk

By jaredbangerter, eHow Member

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How to 

Dream  Walk

How to Dream Walk

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In this article I will teach you how to dream walk. What is dream walking, you ask? Dream walking involves entering the dreams of others and interacting with them in their sleep. "Yeah right", you say, but I can say first hand that it is real. I remember the first time someone from the lucid dreaming forums entered my dream, I was in shock! He came in the form of a mouse at first and then took on the form of a woman. He told me I was dreaming and sure enough I was. I know it sound crazy, but this is very real. I've learned to enter the dreams of others myself, though it is VERY difficult and it doesn't always work.

Regardless, this article is not meant to prove that it is possible. It is for those of you who already know it's possible and want to learn HOW to do it.

Difficulty: Challenging

Instructions

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   How to Dream Walk
   Master the art of lucid dreaming! Before you are going to be able to enter the dreams of others, you will need to master the art of becoming conscious during your dreams. I prefer falling asleep conscious, but that is rather difficult for most people to master. I recommend you learn how to master the technique of programming yourself to become aware you are dreaming in advance and then realizing you are dreaming after the dream has started.
   
   Again, I prefer just falling asleep and going into REM consciously, but it took me MANY years to master this technique.
   
   If you still need to learn how to master the art of lucid dreaming, read this article here:
   
   http://www.ehow.com/how_5424086_induce-lucid-dream.html
   
   It will teach you how to do it.
   
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   How to Dream Walk
   Decide your target and contact them! Decide the person you want to contact in the plane of dreams and make it very clear in your mind you want to remember to contact them once you are aware in your own dream.
   
   Once your body is asleep, your mind is awake and you know you are dreaming then you can attempt to shift into your target's dream. However, if they are not in REM this technique will fail. You can't enter someone's dream and interact with them if they are not dreaming. That's what makes this technique so difficult -- you have to be able to go lucid in dreams virtually at will, because timing it out so you are in REM at the same time they are is a tricky thing to do!
   
   I recommend making a list of friends you want to contact, just in case, so every time you go lucid, you have a much better chance of at least catching one of them in REM at the same time you are.
   
   Anyways, you want to know HOW to enter their dream! If they are asleep and dreaming, it is quite simple, once you become aware you are in a dream. All you do is close your eyes, say the name of the person out loud and form the image of their face in your mind behind your closed dream-eyelids and start spinning around in circles. That's right, hold your arms out to your side and spin around in circles as quickly as fast as you possibly can! When you feel like you are in their dream, feel free to stop spinning and open your eyes. You'll just know when you are near them in their dream.
   
3. 3
   
    
   How to Dream Walk
   Interact with your target. I am not sure what your intentions of practicing dream walking are, but they must be pretty strong if you made it to this point. Mastering the above two techniques is no easy task! It has taken me years to get it down to a science.
   
   Interacting with the target can be the best part. You can tell them they are dreaming and try to make them become lucid. However, for some reason untrained people are VERY hard to awaken in the dream world. Many of my friends have refused to believe me in the dream world, but then the next day some of them have told me they had a 'strange dream' about me the night before. You may not want to waste your time trying to convince them they are dreaming, but if you do, simply ask them to remember how they got there. They will find that their memory is all fuzzy and they can't remember how they ended up where they are at that moment! Tell them that is because their body has fallen asleep and they are in a dream.
   
   Personally, I prefer to do other things with my targets. You can offer them advice that will stick in their subconscious mind when they awaken. Most people don't remember their dreams, so they won't remember you telling them, but they will believe it as truth. You can basically control the minds of anyone whose dreams you can enter. I know, it sounds like some sort of weird dark art, so use it responsibly and only for the good of all involved. However, it REALLY works.
   
   Good luck!

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A little Touched? The Obama Prophecy

As the Researcher, of course I find the information gathered for this site both horribly disturbing and yet quite fascinating. There is no reason, I tell myself, to be afraid. This is simply data. None of this could possibly be real. Dream weaving cannot possibly be an actual true experience. Until it happened to me. Or should I say, until I made it happen. Over the course of the past fifteen years, writing, studying, and searching for the source, I did not take it for granted, but at the same time I did not take it too seriously either. I know, I know. But look at all the data that has been presented here on just my site alone? Not to mention the countless hits on the Internet, the endless material available at the library. If that many people say this is real, it must be real. Have I simply convinced myself to believe or am I now a little touched? For the sake of authenticity, I have decided to include my own dream weaving experience in this material. Quite a bit of it will be shared in Night Dreams/Day Dreams, but this one I had to isolate because of its political importance.

This is one of my dreams. It was the night after the world's first African-American president of the United States was chosen. So many people around the country and possibly around the world, share this vision and I have said this for so long now in all my wisdom, this day and age we live in since the early 1800's, is the core of a spiritual war. What you see happening around you each day in your government, local and abroad, are the pages of a script, written in the scroll of time, unveiling as planned right on schedule. Remember that with all things known and unknown, seen and unseen, they have already happened. You technically live in the past. Everything that is about to happen has essentially already happened. And this is how we know, collectively, as a being, as a creation, that the ''end of days'' are among us. In the great words of the famous film, "you best start believin' in ghost stories...you're in one." Please heed.

The Obama Prophecy

recorded: November 5, 2008

It is the last year of Barack's term and there is great war on the surface of the earth. All countries have turned on each other and folded, just as the Illuminati planned. The Illuminati was created by, and is controlled by the Fallen Ones, since the beginning. Wars have been waged on the world. I first hear the radio newscast of Obama's speech going out loud and clear as I "fly" (in spirit form) over the landscapes of rubbish and broken lands. Blown up buildings and thousands of deaths of innocent American civilians. I say to myself, 'if this was not caused by the wars of man, it was surely caused by the cosmic forces as we collide with Nibiru or some other act of nature and space.' 

In the next instant, I find myself in a deep, underground bunker. There are several of these man-made bunkers across the U.S. from Colorado to D.C. It was not clear which one I am in. The bunker is a large long cement cylinder, much like an over-sized water drainage. Several thousand people appear. They are dirty and injured. Their clothes are tattered and torn. Their hair and skin is covered in ash and soot. Down toward the end of the tunnel, there is another radio broadcast being played. It grows louder and louder as I am drawn down the pathway toward it. And there he was. President Barack Obama, talking on a satellite communicator and reading his speech from some crumbled notes on 8.5 x 11 sheets of paper.   

He is smiling through the char and smoke stains all over his face and clothes; white shirt, black slacks. No tie. His sleeves are rolled up and the buttons are open slightly from the top to reveal a torn tank top underneath. Even with all that is going on, he is still trying to keep everyone calm and assure them they will be okay. 

"We are strong. We are Americans. And we will stand together through this and every endeavor. We will survive. We will. Move on." - Barack Obama, December - 2012.

He is doing the best he thinks he can to convince the people that things are going to get better. I think to myself, 'It is certainly living proof and evidence that one of the Seals of the Covenant spoken of by John in his book of Revelation, has been broken. The time of Yeshua the Christ (Jesus) is among us. Christ is here on our plane. Obama knows it. Obama knows this because he has been visited in his dreams several times throughout that past six years. Yes even two years before his term in office as President, he had a vision. 

He had dreams of his running and winning the Presidency and even more visions of the events to come during his term. He knew what was going to happen, but was not clear on how they would turn out. He knew. Obama knew all along. He knew the entire time that all that was wrong in the world was biblical and prophetic and that he was a major, major part of it all.  And even with all that has been revealed to him in his dreams and even after all the major historical events that had unfolded since 2009 until now, Obama still did not catch on to how and where he was placed in all of this.


Barack Obama was visited in his dreams by Mohammad and Jesus Christ. He was also visited by others that were not revealed to me. I could see their bodies, but not their faces.


(At this point in the dream, it becomes vividly clear to me that I am dream weaving. I am having a dream about being inside the mind of a person in my dream and of all people-it's the new leader of the free world. Nice.)

I continue to look upon him from a distance, still in spirit form. I am blind to the naked eye. He cannot see me, but feels my presence near. Obama starts to walk toward me and the smile starts to slide from his face. He continues to talk on the phone and shake hands with the people standing along the walls. There is bright light coming in from behind him from the outside. It appears to be a large city, but it is not clear where. There are no landmarks. Just military helicopters, destroyed buildings, and a bombed out bridge to the right. Suddenly I start to feel a cold, soft, vibrating chill around me and the noise of the crowd grows louder. Obama starts to approach me. His left hand is holding a phone to his ear, so he reaches up with his right hand and without a blink in his eyes, he positions and swings back and quickly waves his hand in a whacking motion, right through me. Immediately his face turns cold and evil and there is an instant snarl. With his eyes cross, eyebrows curled with anger and his lips frowned, he makes direct eye contact with me and wipes me away with the strong brush of his hand.

It happens in an instant. He sees me. I see him. I feel this walk inside my mind - wait - his mind, coming to an abrupt close. He knows the message and refuses to break down and acknowledge the truth.

And then I woke up. It was clear to me after spending some time interpreting the dream, that not only is the theory of dream weaving a true and factual ability that some or most people have, but this dream and several others I had over my lifetime convinced me that I too, may be a dream weaver. A dream weaver sees things in clear and precise detail. A dream weaver can find themselves actually dreaming inside the dream of another person. And in this case, this is what happened here. This is actually a record of Obama's dream and I saw it happen. Again this site and all its content is based on the premise that this is indeed true and its source is factual and tangible. Many will choose to call it crazy, different, weird, imaginative, creative, boring, silly, stupid, sac-religious and many other comments or colorful words people use to describe things they just don't care to learn about or understand. If it doesn't happen to them, they just don't care to acknowledge it's real. 

But I say this to you. It happened to me. I started out this quest as a skeptic. Not like a non-believer, just one who likes to question things and get to the root of it all; i.e. god, devil, heaven, hell, aliens, angels, past, present, future visions, etc. Why are they all connected and why do they seem to heavily plague our minds and experiences on a daily basis? Why is it so important to our species to know these things if we cannot do anything about it? Is it purely for the sake of having the knowledge? Is it so that we may share it with others in hopes that they too learn and grow and make a change in their own lives somehow? Who knows. But one thing is certain and incontestably clear as I understand it. 

The truth is this. Indeed the time is coming. Please people. Come on. Wake Up. Pay attention. The so-called ''end of days'' does not have a specific and definite calendar date that is given to us here on Earth. The actual literal hour of the Second Coming of the Son of Man is not known to us as it was not known to the Savior Himself. He made it very clear that only His Father in Heaven knew the moment of His return. There is no definite number. No human religion or faith base nor scientific knowledge or technological advance will precisely pinpoint "The Event." Even clearly translating the books of the Bible show that several natural phenomenon over the course of several centuries must occur before this day comes. Up to and including, polar shifts, earthquakes, meteor showers that have devastating repercussions and nuclear wars, whose aftermath of heavy clouds of radiation and smoke so dense will block the sun and moon for a period of time.

It is written that the Light of Life will come like a thief in the night. Unknowing. So please. Be ready. Stay ready. This means love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your mind, and all your strength. And let no worldly desires or events great or small take you away from the gift of life. Because in the true end of days, there will be trial and tribulation and there will be suffering like man has never seen before. But if you repent and follow the Truth you will not be part of it. It will not concern you. Let the filthy be filthy, let the dirty be dirty and fall away from you. Fore you are a child of God and unto God you will return. This is my prayer for us. 

Go in Peace and know that the Lord your God is with you Always-beyond the ends of time.

Author and Creator of the "The Dream Weaver Diaries" 

-DeMaster Thomas

So, why dreams?

It is the greatest communicator known to human kind. History proves creation from a 3-part source made up of a mind, body and most importantly-a spirit, which is the "image" of an alien being of superior intelligence. Remember what I said before, that same creation that claims the credit for the design of the new human being was also a creation of that 3-part source. With that being said, it is clear that whatever the Source makes, the Others emulate. This gives both of them direct access to your mind whenever they choose. We search for knowledge and we hunt for the truth outside ourselves. When all the while, the answer is inside us. Lucid dreaming is power. It has the power to change us, which gives us the ability to change the world. Not everyone can remember their dreams. But for those who can, this is your golden ticket into paradise. From the moment the mind is molded in the womb, to the point of eventual death: we will dream. And that ability is the most powerful signal of contact between us and "them". Until the day we cease to exist in this fashion, we will be visited in our dreams on countless occasions throughout our lifetime. As for the knowledge and information we gain from them, it is up to us to do decide what to do with it.

The truth is evident that we are indeed made in "their" image and by definition we are the only earthbound beings in modern time that possess a soul. It is literally part of our DNA. Animals have the ability to dream. Animals are also very much in tune with the seen and unseen forces of nature. But contrary to popular belief they do not have souls. Every upright creature up to the point of modern man, shared likenesses and similarities, but none since the birth of this planet; had a soul. The soul is a result of genetic manipulation. The soul gives us dominion of this earth and separates our intellect from all other species. To see the soul in all its glory, open your third eye. The key to the soul is the Pineal Gland. Neanderthals did not have it; but you do--by purpose and design. 






It is here that all delight, inspiration, and enchantment is given life. For what it's worth, you are born into this world already knowing everything you need to know. It is mapped to your DNA at conception. So what's the catch? The catch is being able to know the difference between positive healthy influence and negative hurtful influence. This is the core of Free Will. You must learn to know the difference. And you must choose. 

-DeMaster Thomas

The Power of Influence

Every ancient civilization, since humans have been able to record their thoughts, mention one common influence. Dreams. All historical research points back to great kings, queens, inventors, world leaders, and scholars being strong believers in a higher power. All of them believed there was an inspiration greater than themselves leading them to expand the limits of human capacity. We still believe this today. So it is confirmed that the power to dream means we have the power to bring concept into reality.  In Neftali's Locker, it was mentioned that the humans were made in "their" image. So the ability to dream is part of the natural human design. It is also the gateway to the "soul" or the "core of our very essence." The Mayans, Assyrians, Sumerians, Africans, and Asians collectively created entire nations.  All of which started with a dream.

It was in a dream they first heard the voice of knowledge. It was in a dream they saw the first vision of tomorrow. It was in a dream they first learned self-awareness. And it was in a dream-they were introduced to others not of their world - not of their kind. All cultures agree to some degree we are not alone in the universe. For nearly every famous name in human history: the first encounter with a non-human life form; started with a dream.
-DeMaster A. Thomas

ELOAH and Adam

Morning Star and Eve

Gilgamesh and Death

ELOAH and Moses

Ezekiel's Wheels

John the Baptist and Jesus

Jesus and John the Disciple

Assyria

Atlantis, Sumeria, Africa

Illuminati

Lucid Dreaming

Words have power. The scrolls chant like scriptures to the imagination, unlocking the barriers of the mind. Prepare for a journey into nothing and everything at once. Welcome to the world of lucid dreaming. It is here, in the subconscious, that concept shapes into reality. Much of what you experience in your dreams are about you in relation to others. It is here where inspiration is given life. The source of all creation starts here.

-DeMaster Thomas