Dream of December 24-25, 2023
I was sitting on the floor at the Röd Stuga with two other men. We were praying. Outside; a mob of youth gathered to torch the cabin. They could not do so as long as we were inside.
I was one of the 3 men.
Dream of November 27, 2023
I was sitting at a table with three other men my age. They told me that they heard Ukraine lost the war and that they were Adventists.
(Genesis 18. Three Men visit Abraham. "A visit from The Lord". Abraham pleads for Sodom.)
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Dream of January 22, 2020
...while at the Karlstad city jail...
The Jehovah Witness Jesus, (Michael the Archangel) sat with me in the cell.
I was allowed to keep the New World Translation of The Holy Scriptures.
Cemetery. ..
Hotel.. .
Peter Asander...
A woman who preached door to door...
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Dream of May 7th, 2019
I was in a large, congested city sometime in the 1920's. I was waiting for bus number five. Number seven came and passed. Then I saw the number five coming... I signaled for it to stop. It did and as I was about to get on I fell.
Saw the Tres de Espadas card from the Baraja deck.
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March 28th, 2019
I was at a bus station waiting for the Greyhound to Miami. I missed the bus. So I waited for the bus going in the opposite direction. When it came I got on and asked the driver if he was going to any big city like New York or Chicago.
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Dream of March 22nd, 2019
I.
"Issac died of a heart attack on Monday morning... "
II.
I was in Cuba. I asked my father how much was the tram fare.
He said that it was free.
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Dream of March 16th, 2019
An argument with Richard Jamadar.
"We have known each other for a long time..."
Tarot: The Wheel of Fortune
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Dream of March 14th, 2019
Dreamed that I discussed the Arian versus the Niceno-Constantinopolitan Christology with a Jewish man, while in bed with him, after having had homosexual sex.
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Dream of March 10, 2019
I needed to speak with Anders E. I told the young woman that I
knew him personality, that it was an urgent matter. She said no, because
I was a communist. So I got tired arguing with her and took off
running. She sent people after me.
ii.
I was in a very large crowded city. New York or Chicago. I was climbing a stairwell up towards a train platform. I was carrying a backpack. Suddenly someone snatched it. It was a homeless woman or bag lady. I was upset that I had been robbed. Specifically because my mp3 player had been in the backpack. Someone said "welcome to the city".
ii.
I was in a very large crowded city. New York or Chicago. I was climbing a stairwell up towards a train platform. I was carrying a backpack. Suddenly someone snatched it. It was a homeless woman or bag lady. I was upset that I had been robbed. Specifically because my mp3 player had been in the backpack. Someone said "welcome to the city".
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Dream of February 18, 2019
The End of the World Party. "I like to watch the freaks dance"...
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Dream of January 20, 2019
My mother told me that I had to move out. I told her that I would ask
the Jehovah Witnesses for help to find a new place. I also told her that
in that case I would no longer be able to associate with her.
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Dream of January 17, 2019
Dreamed of shaking hands with Stephen Lett of the Jehovah Witness governing body. His smile was fake genuine.
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Dream of January 14, 2019
"This one is the prototype..."
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Dream of January 3 to 4, 2019
I dreamed that I was back in the year 1989. In High School. A cafeteria
worker said to me "you look older". I told someone that I could not run
that fast. I wanted the 1990's to begin soon.
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Dream of December 23 to 24, 2018
"You must promise to never tell."
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Dream of November 12, 2018
"The problem with the Mormons is that one has to believe that Joseph Smith was a prophet..."
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Dream of November 10, 2018
I went to a gay bar with John M. and Olivier S.. The bar was in
South Beach (Twist ?). Looking at his reflection on a mirror, John said that he
looked old. I said to him that we were not old yet, only becoming so.
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Tarot Dream of October 13, 2018 (v 2.0)
I was in Amsterdam. I was at a food shop. Had a conversation with a store keeper about coming to visit from Sweden. He asked me if I had problems with alcoholism. I replied that I never had that problem. He sold tobacco pipes. I wanted to buy one but I only had Swedish money. Then on my way to the place money is exchanged, I entered a marijuana coffee shop. The shop did not accept Swedish money, only British Pounds. I went to exchange Swedish krona for British Pounds, but when I returned both shops were closed. In the display window of the Coffee Shop was taped a Tarot card: 7 of Swords.
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Dream of September 10 to 11, 2018
I was in what seemed an army barracks or immigration detention. There
where several people in the room. All male. We where arranged into two
bunk beds facing each other. We where talking about the end of the war.
Some of the young men present where German and some where middle
eastern. One of the guys was naked. Someone lit a Marijuana joint and
passed it around. I took one drag and said that I had not smoked in
years. Then, after we finished smoking the joint, there was a knock on
the door. It was the Swedish police. They came into the room and asked
us questions about what were doing. The police left. I asked one of the
young men how come the police had come when they did not have any
jurisdiction.
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The Tower
Death
The Sun
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Burger King Dream of July 24th, 2018
I was with a young woman in a strange city. I knew we were tourists. We entered a Burger King restaurant. There was a long line at the counter. I needed to use the restroom. To do so one must pay a fee. When I got to the counter I asked the person working the cash register how much it cost to use the restroom. The woman did not understand me. I tried several times to explain the concept of how much, but she only smiled. Before this she told me that they also had showers and that they were also a religious congregation.
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Star Wars Tarot Dream of July 22nd, 2018
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Dream of July 20th to 21st, 2018
I was lost in a large city with a young man. A composite of Orhan, Bilbo and Adil. We were tourists who had run out of money. We could not find the people we had come with. The young man became irrational and insane. He kept trying to buy flowers, but had no money. The more we walked the streets, the more we got lost. I wanted to focus on finding our group. Finally I realized that we never would.
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Dream Numbers July 11th, 2018
1 - Beginnings. Something new is starting.
3 - Your plans come to life. Creation or making something happen.
4 - Balance and stability. Something negative in your life being removed.
8 - Completion. Something is coming to a close and is about to end. Having everything you need and being complete.
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Dream of June 23rd to 24th, 2018
I was hiking on a rocky mountain trail with a group of friends. I was wearing two waist packs and a backpack. We were walking "to Pennsylvania"... I heard someone say that it would take a couple of hours.
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Dream of May 29th to 30th, 2018
I was walking down a city street going to the JW church. I was going to contribute money. On me I had a twenty, a fifty, and change. It was a winter day. The sky was metallic gray. There was snow and ice everywhere. The final street intersection was impassable due to heavy ice. There were large snow dunes. People from the south and north JW congregations in Karlstad were trying to climb the snow dunes. Some of the men were hacking at the ice. No one could pass. People kept sliding back on the dunes and falling into puddles of ice water. It was not possible to walk on the ice without sliding. Suddenly the ice under me broke and I sunk into ice water. I awoke
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Dream of October 13th, 2018 (Dream Journal Notes)
"I was in Amsterdam. I was at a food shop. Had a conversation with the store keeper aboutcoming to visit from Sweden. He asked me if I had problems with alcoholism. I said that I did in the past. He sold tobacco pipes. I wanted to buy one but I only had Swedish money. Then on my way to the place where money is exchanged, I entered a marijuana coffee shop. I wanted to buy marijuana but I only had Swedish money. I went to exchange money, but when I got back both the food shop and the coffee shop where closed."
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Dream of May 14th to 15th, 2018
The dream: I was in a refugee camp with people from Latin America. It was crowded. My mother was there. There where two nuns watching over us (the prisoners). There was a long line for food. I accidentally tripped over a young girl. I apologized. She said not to worry about it. There was a riot in the camp. I was arrested by the camp police along with two others. We were taken to a room where there was computer equipment. Upon entering I told the two others in Spanish, "may God be with you". The policeman got us ready to be tortured by measuring our bodies with computer scanners. We were to be buried alive in hot metal boxes as an example. Once i realized what was going to happen I wished that I could wake up. I did.
Dream of February 7 to 8, 2018
The Dream: I was standing in line at a bank. I was intending to make a deposit but the line was moving slowly and I became frustrated. After a while I moved forward and came to the teller window. I took out one 500 SEK bill and three 100 SEK bills and told the cashier I wanted to make a deposit into my bank account. Outside the bank lobby window I noticed a group of homeless people hustling for spare change.
Dream of January 31 to February 1, 2018
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Dream of April 24 to 25, 2018
The dream vision: I was
in a room. Four square walls. At the far end of the room, from where
I was standing, there was a statue of the Buddha on a pedestal. The
statue was made of opaque silver. The eyes of the statue where
shinning. I “knew” that the statue was looking at me.
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Dream of Mrch 20 to 21, 2018
The Church of the Holy Sepulcher "in Scotland". It was a large cathedral. It was evening. I followed a young man there. I was wearing a cap as I walked in. Inside there was a congregation singing hymns. I took the cap off as a sign of respect. Someone was playing the organ.
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The Dream: I was standing in line at a bank. I was intending to make a deposit but the line was moving slowly and I became frustrated. After a while I moved forward and came to the teller window. I took out one 500 SEK bill and three 100 SEK bills and told the cashier I wanted to make a deposit into my bank account. Outside the bank lobby window I noticed a group of homeless people hustling for spare change.
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Dream of January 31 to February 1, 2018
*The Dream: I was in a hostel setting. I was walking in a wide carpeted hallway. To my right there was a room with computer equipment. I passed by it but did not enter it. With me in the hostel there were a number of male persons from Afghanistan, Kurdistan, and Syria. I was sitting in the Television room. A Syrian man told me to not touch the remote control. I replied (incoherently) ''because things dissapear''. Then I was in a hallway, in the same hostel, with my friend Orhan. He was practicing martial arts moves. I sat on the floor cross legged watching him. Then I was in a bathroom. There were two Afghan brothers brushing their teeth in front of a mirror. They did not tell me that they were brothers, but somehow I knew it. I walked out of the bathroom and I was back in a hallway, a Chinese man stood in the middle of it and shouted that it was time for food (dinner ?). He did so in Swedish.
(The whole thing reminded me of immigrant detention in Flen in 2007 and the collective immigrant housing in Deje in 2013. But also of a hostel I once stayed at while visiting Olivier in Strasbourg back in April of 1999... The hostel in the dream was a composite of these three settings. )
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Dream of January 24 to 25, 2018
The Dream: I was riding on a train. I asked a fellow passenger (a man) where the train was going. He said ''this train ultimately goes to Göteborg...'' The train made a stop. I got off the train to smoke a cigarette. As I stood there smoking, another man approached me. He had the intention of mugging me. He demanded that I turn over to him all my belongings. I said no, turned and ran. The mugger chased me. I came to an exit door. I went out and turned left. I entered a hospital building. As I came in, a nurse was walking the other way. I said to her that I needed to talk to the police. She showed me to an office. A policeman was there. I told him that a man (''a Yugoslavian'') was chasing me with the intention of mugging me. Then the policeman told me that I had missed my train. The office faded and I found myself sitting in a city bus. I pressed the button requesting a stop. I got off the bus into a concrete sidewalk facing a park. There was an apartment building to the left. In one of the apartment terraces there were a number of potted plants. I thought at first that I was in Amsterdam, but latter realized that I was in Göteborg. I awoke.
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Dream of January 3 to 4, 2018
The Dream: A set of symbols in context of two stories.
"I was disabled, on a wheel chair. I worked at a department store. Then I was asked to go to the ''nurses room'' and clean it. I was given a key. I had to climb up a flight of stairs. Suddenly I was no longer on a wheel chair. I was standing up but I had no shirt on. As I arrived at a door marked ''Nurses Room" I put on a shirt, because it was cold. There was a crowd of people outside the ''nurses room''. The door to the room was locked. I used the key to enter the room. The room was a bathroom. I cleaned the fawcett with water and bleach."
"I was riding on a taxi cab. I was ''going home''. I told the driver I had to change cabs because we were going in the wrong direction. He said that he had been told about my medical problems. Then he called for a cab going in the opposite direction, he used a radio set to do so. Suddenly the cab stopped and I got out. Another cab appeared and stopped. It was going in the opposite direction. We were in front of an airport. I heard a loud speaker voice say "Flight 9, now arriving''. I saw two jet planes on the airport runway. Then I got on the second cab. I asked the new driver how fast his cab would go. He said ''fast enough to reach the stars''. I sat on the front seat. There was another passenger on the back seat. We drove for a while, then the cab driver stopped to drop off the other passeger. When the other passenger was exiting the vehicle, he thanked the driver for getting him there in four hours. Then I asked the driver if he was a Jehovah Witness, he said yes."
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Dream of December 27-28, 2017
An apartment.
A cup of tea.
I did not want the tea and I emptied the cup.
I was doing laundry.
An Asiatic man and a young woman where talking in the living room.
(I ''knew'' he was Chinese)
The Asiatic man told the young woman ''There is already an attempt to convert you.''
He pointed to an altar with an Icon of Christ in what seemed to be a kitchen counter.
From the laundry room I overheard the conversation between the Asiatic man and the young woman.
The Asiatic man came and sat in the laundry room.
I said to the Asiatic man: ''You are no different than my mother, you teach capitalist and
conservative ideology...you are the bigot...she is free to come and go...''
The Asiatic man did not reply. He did not even look at me. But I ''knew'' he had heard me.
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Dream of December 24-25, 2017
My mothers voice: "Tu te quedas aqui.''
I was in the bedroom of an apartment. On the floor spread out I saw Baraja Española cards.
The one that came into focus was the 3 de Bastos.
Airplanes at a busy airport.
A voice: ''Three years''
A signpost: ''Exile at half price''
Another sign post: ''Sorry''
Elders Riley and Justin praying over me.
They held my hands.
I asked Riley, ''How long will you be here this time?''
He replied ''Nine Months.''
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Dream of December 8-9, 2017
A commemorative plaque on the wall to ''The Victims of Communism.''
A Catholic communion service.
A man dressed in a dark suit lit a candle before the plaque, turned right and then walked up to the priest to recieve the communion before me.
I ''knew'' he was French.
There was a crowd.
I said ''Cuba is still not free'' loud enough so that all attending could hear.
I was told to be quiet.
The communion service dissipated.
I was standing infront of a woman in a booth. Before her was a computer monitor.
She asked me if I was a Mexican soldier.
I said ''Yes''.
She asked me if I had killed anyone.
I said ''No''.
Then she said ''then under the law I grant you asylum''
She added ''May Jehovah God bless you and be with you''.
I awoke.
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Dream November 28-29, 2017
I was looking for a bus stop to catch the bus back home, a bus came but it was the wrong bus. I argued with the driver. Told him I only wanted to go home. When I exited the bus, I was in a neighborhood of strange apartment buildings.
The old man was driving the car as we crossed the bridge over a river. I was on the back seat. From the window of the car I observed the river, the people swimming in it and the sail boats.
I was standing on the beach but did not want to get in because the water was cold.
A young male child with a nosebleed, the blood was blue in color.
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May 13, 2017
"Evidence on YouTube that Gods name is Jehovah"
"You are with the others"
"As French philosopher Paul Virilio argues, the internet has destroyed the concepts of interpersonal, social and historical reality as humanity understood them since the birth of time. His thesis is that the online universe dispenses with the space-time continuum of shared experience, which once was the perceptual pre-requisite for any live human interaction, by rendering irrelevant the once-essential "here and now" framework. We live in a time of a universal and constant "now" without a "here" to tether it securely in tangible actuality, as this never-ending immaterial present exists outside any spatial context, producing universal events irrespective of any locality. Thus, the axiomatic truths of human co-existence must be redefined in order to validate the innumerable and vital new constructs that develop from our de-facto dislocated e-civilization." - Berlin Arts Journal
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8 Levels of Death Dream, April 30, 2017
The Dream: "I was standing in front of a river. The day was overcast but bright. The River was narrow and shallow. The water flowed very fast. Across the river was a dense green forest. I understood that I could walk across if I wanted to, but I did not. I was frozen in place. The sound of the flowing water was very loud. Then I heard a voice say 'there are 8 levels of death'." [After I woke up and thought about it I realized that the forest was likely the Land of The Dead (Hades, Tuonela) and that to get there I would have had to cross the river.]
I did a search on the internet using the key words '8 levels of death' and came to a webpage explaining "The 8 Stages of Crossing the Veil of Death". These are as follows (according to Dr. Paul Haider): #1 – Peaceful Death (Consciousness leaves the body, we might not know we have died), #2 – Looking Back at our Body (we have the experience after death of rising up and looking down on our lifeless body, we understand that the body is not important, and we move on), #3 – The Tunnel of Light (we begin moving through a dark tunnel with a super bright light at the end), #4 – Beings of Light (once we enter the field of light, we are greeted by spiritual beings), #5 – Life Review (a review of every single thing that happened during our life begins. Rather than a viewing these experiences as a movie, one is actually experiencing every experience again. The life review is also experienced from the view point of what we caused others to feel while we were alive), #6 – A Simple Question (The next stage involves one simple question — “Did you learn what you came to learn?” only truth will answer this question. ), #7 – In the Light (while in The Light of God, there is no time or space; there is only pure love and consciousness), #8 – The Great Return (Reincarnation).
There are explicit Buddhist teachings that explain in some detail the processes of dying, death and rebirth. Buddhism teaches that in the process of dying the body and senses undergo deterioration in a series of eight dissolution. It is at the moment that the process of dissolution is completed that the consciousness leaves the body, and this is the actual death. After the actual moment of death, the consciousness will then enter into the intermediate state or Bardo. The term "Bardo" refers to the state of existence intermediate between two lives on earth. The intermediate state being is not made of flesh and blood but is constituted of “wind energy”. The Bardo is a subtle body that can go instantly wherever it likes and move through solid objects. The Bardo being remains in this state until reborn. The intermediate state can last from a moment to seven days. The experience of the Bardo is described as a "journey to the next place of rebirth".
I did an internet search using the key words 'Crossing a River to get to the land of the Dead'. The journey of the dead is described in the Ancient Egyptian Pyramid Texts as crossing the “river of heaven.” The Ba must travel on a solar bark, led by the god Ra, as it travels to and throughout the underworld. In the Mesopotamian texts, the path to the underworld is recurrently described as “the road whose journey has no return.” The underworld is described as a “land of no return which none leaves who enters” Crossing the river Hubur to reach the underworld was a boundary intended primarily for deceased Mesopotamian mortals. In Ancient Greek mythology The Domos Haidou (House of Hades) was the land of the dead, the "dwelling-place of the souls of the dead". In order to reach Hades the dead crossed the river Styx (also know as the Archeron). They are helped accross the Styx by Kharon (Charon), the ferryman of the dead. Tuonela is the realm of the dead or the Underworld in Finnish mythology. To get there the dead cross the river Tuoni with the help of a female ferryman (Death's maid). In Finnish Christianity it is often interpreted as the place of the dead before the Last Judgement.
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A look into The Shadow or subconcious ''alter-ego'' self...
This page is dedicated to Patrick W. who was there for me while I was interned at the Flen, Sweden migrant detention in 2012.
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| ...on a rowboat ... |
Precursor: [March 2002] “I was on a row boat. In the middle of a lake. The water was muddy and full of swimming snakes. The boat had a leak. It was sinking. I spotted a boulder rock nearby, protruding above the lake surface. I rowed towards it in desperation. Upon reaching the boulder rock I jumped into it. The boat sank. I sat on the boulder. Around the boulder rock, snakes swam in the muddy waters. The sun shinned bright.” I awoke.
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I.
Mystical Dreams
December of 2005: “The Square with the golden statue of the God Thoth. I stopped to pay respects to it. The necropolis of poets. The Mesoamerican pyramid structure crowned with a mausoleum. Climbing it. Inside the mausoleum structure meeting two beings of light. Climbing down from the pyramid structure to a clearing. A bonfire. Inca priests dancing around it.”
January 2006: “A dark green forest. Infinite. The sun shinning bright. The visible full moon to its left. The God Thoth. I flew towards the south. Into a deserted village. A volcano in the distance. It exploded. I climbed atop a nearby hill in order to escape the lava flow. The village below burned…”
March of 2006: (1) “A sword. Swaying over me as I stood prostrate face up on my bed. The bright orange light that lit up the room…” (2) “A throne room. The throne was empty. Torches and candles. Horus stood there looking at me. I summoned Thoth. He came and stood behind Horus.”
April of 2006: “The Lord Gnisha. Sitting atop a Mesoamerican pyramid. ‘Trade Gold Coins for Favors' He Said…”
[Also in April 2006: "I was inside a cottage, outside was dark. I had lit a candle inside. I heard footsteps on the grass outside. Far away what seemed to be the laughter of children. I snuffed out the candle, and hid in a corner. I saw the silhouette of a uniformed policeman reflected by the moon light on the far wall. He was peering through the glass but did not spot me." The next day the police showed up at Roger’s looking for me. I hid in Daniel’s old bedroom.]
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February 2007: [Omen of the Apocalypse]
“…I was standing on a busy commercial street (I think it was the centre in Karlstad). I was looking across from where I stood at the store fronts on the other side of the street. People came and went. It was Grey-cloudy. I think I was trying to decide where to go next (?). I heard a very loud sound. Like a thunder or an explosion. The ground shook. People screamed and ran for cover. There was an earthquake. The ground literally split open. People fell into the chasm. In panic, I ran away from the crevice and then saw that the entire street looked like a wave of muddy grey water had flooded it. The water washed into the chasm. I was engulfed by the water. I tried to swim against the current but was unable to do so. I saw people drown. I woke up at what seemed to be the inside of a Church. It was full of injured people. I heard what sounded like the cries of children and the wails of pain of the wounded. There was a nurse and a doctor; they were tending to people on stretchers. The nurses’ face was disfigured on the left side as if it had been burnt. I heard a voice say: “chicken pox, chicken pox, we must immunise against the chicken pox.” I awoke.
Dream Transcript: February 21st, 2007
“A frozen river of mud. The ice was rotten and it stank. I had to go over a red picket fence. My foot got caught trying to jump it but I went over in the end. Then there was a window and a key. A blue keychain. Someone watching from inside the window. The front porch of a house. Then a policeman. He came from behind, told me that this was his families home, that I was “accussed of trespassing” and that I had to come down to the station with him to talk about it. Then blood suddenly began to spurt out of the mouth of the policeman. Then tears of blood until the entire front of his uniform was stained red. Then I saw three young women and one young man. I said to them “Your Brother is bleeding”. The young man replied; “He has cancer” and I said “So do I” I awoke.
[Circa July 2007: My mother next to Argenis and Ynge. She said: “The police come before the 10th”. She meant before October 2007.]
[October 2007, while at Flen: “A pool of blood spilling from underneath the door into the hallway outside the smoking room…” I realised that that smoking room is the antechamber of death and torture for many who sat and sit in it. waiting for deportation at Flen is like waiting in line at THE OPEN MOUTH OF HELL.]
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April 2008: [Second Omen of Apocalypse]
(1) I had a ‘false awakening’. "A loud noise like thunder “woke” me. Then the sound of a very strong wind. Immediately I ran towards the Chapel door to fasten the ropes that keep it closed…but to no avail. The door blew open (but no wind came into the chapel), and then I “saw”. The sky was black. No moon, no stars. It was very, very cold. The entire landscape was covered with snow. I saw houses, trees, people and cars being blown away by the blizzard gale. The door shut. (2) I turned around; I was no longer in the chapel. I was inside what seemed to be a large warehouse. It was empty. It made me think of a hangar. To the left was a window. Outside it was dark. On the window was perched a black bird. It “sang” a note that was rhythmic but complicated. Over and over again. Then I noticed a pedestal in the middle of the warehouse. On top of it was a fish tank. Inside of it was a black snake; it was alive. It looked at me. Then I heard a voice; it said that I should not fear the snake because it already had been fed. Then I was told of the tale of the two men who fought to the death over a woman. All the while, the snake looked.” I awoke.
[May 2nd, 2008: “A large crowd of people standing outside the chapel. The window was bare, the curtains had fallen. The sun shinned brightly. The crowd stared in, at the writing on the walls. A young boy was inside the chapel. I told him to get out and not look at the wall. Three black men (Eleggua ?) jumped into the chapel through the window – literally. One said, while looking at the wall, “This symbol is African”. I said “Yes”. He asked: “Have you opened the doorway”. I replied: “I have not yet found the way to do so, but I am still looking”. He replied: “Everything is African”. I awoke.]
[May 10th, 2008 Appendix: “One of the twins. A tarot card reading. PAGE OF PENTACLES. I have been branded an outcast by the law of man, counted among the transgressors. HE is aware of all the abuses, injustices and violence I have been subjected to in the current persecution and before. SHE agreed to charm me with a protection charm. (SIX WHITE CANDLES). My feet will heal.” I awoke.]
[Mercy is granted to those who need it.]
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July 2nd, 2008:
“A Boy (Mikael?) and his dog. A Celtic priestess. She addressed me in English and then Spanish. She recited a mystical prayer. I crossed myself and the boy (“just in case”). The Priestess lay on a Venetian style funeral gondola (as if dead) and said: You Must Go North. Then I saw beyond her at a great deluge: the corpses of humans and animals floated along a flooded street…” I Awoke.
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August 15th, 2008: [Third Omen of the Apocalypse]
“A collection of visions in colour, seemingly unrelated. A group of hooded, handcuffed and naked (Arabic?) prisoners in what looked like an inner prison court yard. Vincent distraught, sorrowful face, walking along a forest path, wearing a white baptismal robe. A palm sized gold medallion, inscribed on it the word ABRAX, below the inscription at the centre the carved silhouette of a winged dragon, underneath the carving the words “One Last Year”. The Lord Gnisha, he said “must hide, must beware of burglars”. A widow with her three young sons standing before her, all dressed in black, mourning at a funeral.” I awoke.
[August 30th: Alsar is dead. He drowned recently. A truck he was riding on crashed into a river or lake (?) and he was not able to swim out of the cabin, he was high on ecstasy and heroin. I saw him standing before a bright light. I told him: “I never betrayed you; I never told them your name. Go in peace into the light.” I saw him walk towards it. ]
[…That man slapped us both…]
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November 29, 2008: “You have to move”, said Carmen in the dream. She represents your inner voice. “Where?”, I asked. She replied: “I don’t know, just move”.
Sabbath of Mabon 2009:
“I was walking towards the centre of Karlstad from the direction of Inre Hamn. an ambulance and a police car under the railroad overpass. Flashing lights. There had been an accident. Someone had been killed while crossing the street. A body bag being loaded into the ambulance by two orderlies. Encountered a dead man. A middle aged man in his 40’s. had been drinking. Had no irises, only white pupils. I asked “How can we help each other ?” He did not reply, instead he pointed to a set of numbers painted on a nearby wall: 158.” I awoke.
1 – The point, higher power, initiation; the number of God.
5 – Fortune, gold, material gain, riches; but also suffering.
8 – Idealism, social and ecological justice; the number of the Holy Spirit.
158 reduces to 14 and 14 in turn reduces to 5. (Pythagorean pentagram, Goddess, occult protection, fate, karma, dharma cycles.)
Apolythrosis Dream: (November 2010) "Jesus Christ hovering above me, a flowing white robe and an aureola around his head, in the room at Våxnäs. He placed his fingers inside my mouth."
A burning cross outside the window.
Bride Chamber Dream/Rauch Experience: (February 2011) "My mother, worried and upset, said in Spanish: ‘’Ya no agarres mas nada de por aqui…’’, I replied in English; ‘’I Know, I am leaving soon’’.
[Experienced THE RAUCH.]
“I AM A THOUGHT OF GOD EXISTING IN CONTEXT OF A TEXT WRITTEN AND EDITED BY HIM.”
(the ontological conclusion of theological hermeneutics, pre-chaos)
Dream Transcript/ July 18-19, 2011
an ö. a scout activity. painting with blood. a blood ritual. two young men reciting mea culpa. ''my lord, my god'' as they punctured their hands with nails. punctured my right hand with a nail, afraid of the pain. scars from puncture wounds on my hands. an icon of the virgin mary inside a log cabin. a lopsided staircase. i knew the place ''had been there in the early 1990's''.
Tarot: Queen of Cups, Six of Wands, Ace of Cups.
Dream Transcript/ August 16th 2011
"A train wreck. it was a modern train. looked a lot like the X-2000. a group of men working to clear the wreck and the debree from the crash. a satellite dish on a roof top. i was looking down at the wreck site from a roof top. i was holding on to the satellite dish to steady myself. i was afraid i might fall. then i was on the ground next to the train wreck. my mother emerged from one of the wrecked train carts, naked with a knife stuck to her chest. dripping blood. she was crying, angry. a pool of blood at her feet. i ran towards her, she tried to punch me. i told her to stop and held her, hugged her. told her to calm down, to remember when we went on holiday to acapulco in mexico." I Awoke.
Dream Transcript/ December 1st, 2011
"A computer screen. Checking email. ''read me,me,me,me''. New York City. ''you can meet me if you catch the E-Train on time''. Stephen King. A story about a man who wakes up to find that he is not the person this body belongs to."
II.
Dream Transcripts (February- March 2012)
February 27th
“Justin and I. On a city square. It was a USA city (I am thinking Philadelphia because I distinctly remember a SEPTA train billboard?). I told him that the reason I was there was to say hello. That ‘’I came from the year 2012’’ (he smiled), to see him because ‘’I am dying’’. He never spoke. Only smiled and stood. He walked towards a busy street intersection and I followed. He appeared to have the intention to cross it. I held him back from being run over by a car and told him ‘’do not forget about landscaping’’. Then we where walking down a corridor; rooms to each side, glass walls. He led me to the end of the corridor. I followed him. We entered a room to the right. Inside where four people from LK. One of them said ‘‘hello’’ and gestured me to say ‘’hello’’ to the others (dead people?). Justin disappeared.” I awoke.
"[1] I was travelling in Madrid (?). I was voicing discontent with the architecture; I said to [Aadrian Koreman?] that I was “looking forward to Baroque architecture and instead all I got was this modern [Swedish?] crap…” [2] “I was an adult and a young child (Colt?) at once; but I was conscious of being the adult. I was at what seemed to be a counter cultural commune. Two men and two women who lived together. It was ‘’bath time’’; all four naked and in the bathtub. I was explaining to myself (looking and talking to the young child version of myself), that ‘’these people are communists…but anti-historical; they live today and not yesterday”. I was frustrated that the young child version of myself did not understand.” [3] “A tower-like structure; a message written on the walls of it. It was a hexagon shaped tower; I was frustrated because I could only read a few fragments and could not understand the statement for lack of insight into the unseen part of the text.” I awoke.
March 10th
“The Röd Stuga, an ethereal version of it. It was a haunted place. Nightmares about airliners. ‘’…Horror in the skies…’’; A group of drunken teenagers. Two of them pissing inside. Saw one boy pissing into the closet (?). It was dark inside (and empty, abandoned almost). I ran outside. It was a grey day. Many clouds. A dark cloud on the horizon (a pillar shaped black cloud). A winged being hovering above (not necessarily an angel). He looked at me and smiled sardonically. He flew towards me and stood face to face. He attempted to speak to me. His face looked like the face of Johnny L. I did not let him speak. I insisted that he must listen and then recited the prayer of the hidden church. He tried to fly away but I held him by the wrists and insisted that he must listen. He let go and flew away. Then I turned. A man with amputated hands. Walking towards me in a purposeful fashion. He wore a moustache. He stood in front of me. I recited the prayer of the hidden church to him. He turned and left. I said: “I rebuke Satan and all his evil in the name of Jesus Christ son of the most high G_d EAS_EL”. I awoke.
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April 8th
“A newspaper headline about a war between ‘Peru’ and ‘Cuba’. At first ‘Cuba’ was able to shoot down a few ‘Peruvian’ fighter jets; but then ‘Peru’ neutralised the ground to air defences and achieved total air superiority…” I Awoke.
April 19th
“The Alembic road. I was ‘’walking home’’ from Karlstad. Cars came and went. I thought that I had walked a longer distance than usual. Asphalt and concrete, freshly paved. Cars coming and going. A beautiful day. Deep blue sky. No clouds. Bright sun. A cool breeze. I WALKED ALONE. Past a newly built turnabout, I arrived at the Necropolis of poets. Monumental tombs and mausoleums perched on rolling hills. A rune covered grey stone. Equestrian statues of warriors and kings. A vast deep green forest in the distance. The forest seemed to surround the Great Necropolis. An ocean, deep blue sea. Crowds ‘’visiting their ancestors’’. They gathered around the tombs to pay reverence and lay gifts. Flowers and incense. I decided to “walk around”. Got lost in a labyrinth of tombstones and mausoleum walls covered with Runic and Hebrew inscriptions. Blue sky. Bright sun. Voices whispered something about ‘’our Jewish ancestors”… I Awoke.
[In ancient Egyptian esoteric tradition; The Land of The Dead (Duat) and its capital city of NECROPOLIS was located to THE WEST. It was my second ‘’visit’’ to the Necropolis since December 2005 and my second transit through the ethereal alembic road since Sabbath of Mabon 2009. See: ‘’Mystical Dreams 3.0’’…]
“I was walking with my mother (?) on a street in what seemed to be London (?), but looked similar to Washington DC (?). She was ‘’going back’’. I walked with her to the bus stop. She said something about ‘’communism’’ (?). A double decked bus was coming. It stopped in front of us. She kissed me on the cheek and said in Spanish ‘’Cuidate Andres’’. Red lipstick. She got on the bus. I turned and walked on. It was a busy street.” I Awoke.
Vision Transcript / while dozing on a rock by the lake in the manner of Adam
(recited the Hidden Church prayer…fell into a trance like state)
What I told Patrick W. about in on Facebook sometime latter in june 2012:
Friday July 13th, 2012
“When I was 15 years old I had an Out of Body Experience. I remember being lifted towards the ceiling of my room by a force like felt like a rush of water. I turned and actually saw myself laying on the bed. The basis of my belief in the existence of a soul is based on this very experience. It was like you mentioned ''floating above like on a mist''. But then, as soon as I got afraid I plunged back down and ''rudely awoke'' inside my body again. In those days I was drug free (legal and otherwise); so I count it as a legitimate paranormal experience. These days I have to take anti-insomniac, anti-depressant and anti-anxiety medications because I live with Schizophrenia, PTSD and anxiety disorder. As you probably know, I recently got very stressed out and tried to hang myself. I actually hung myself and was unconscious for an x period of time. The police got to me latter and shipped me off to the psychiatric hospital in Karlstad. I was there for two weeks or so. All I remember after jumping from the tree trunk I used as platform was that my arms twitched and then I passed out (it was like a fast involuntary blackout). Then I awoke on the floor of the forest. The branch I had used for suspension had broken. So I crashed into the ground unconscious. Realizing this; I got up and began to walk. I found a road and walked for several hours until a police patrol spotted me. I told them what had happened and then they placed me under custody. You mention New Zealand: I have dreamt myself ''there'' as my mind imagines it before my suicide attempt. It was like a vision. I was an old man, had a long grey beard, I was naked and at the shore of a rocky beach. The sea was emerald and the sky was wide open blue. The sun was bright. In my back I had a tattoo of a Star of David. I jumped into the water and began swimming towards the sun, it got bigger and wider. Then out of one of the rocks jumped out a young man with dreadlocks and told me to get back because I would drown (he had a New Zealand accent as I imagine it). I yelled back at him that I wanted to swim to the sun, but the young man said no because it would burn me. The young man (who was also naked) jumped into the water and forcibly pulled me back. I was too old to fight him off. I awoke upset. I think failing to achieve going to New Zealand last year traumatized me somehow. Perhaps its lik a a root disappointment that added to other stress exploded into a psychotic event. I don't know.”
Friday July 13th, 2012
"A basement.brickwork. dusty and dark. The Röd Stuga (?). Spiders (big and poisonous). I was much older, I was wearing a hooded pullover. I was hungry and ate old candy (?). I looked at myself in the mirror and said 'It is 2020 and I survived'. Rats and spiders in the basement. There was a cadaver lying on a table, a pool of blood, a rat chewing on the cadavers ear; the rat chewed and gnawed at the ear and pulled out soft membrane tissue to chew on it. A large spider came towards the rat; but the rat reacted swiftly and ran away carrying between its teeth a scrap of meat from the cadavers ear."
I sent myself a massage from the year 2020. A mirror reflection of myself eight years from now said: ''We Survived''. A possible future self, from the perspective of 2012, of course...I was hooded, piercing eyes, I sensed greater experience and depth of perception. Military type discipline.
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(C) Emmanuel Goldstein, Miguel Angel Torres, Manuel Mendoza, Jaime Varela.
(C) Emmanuel Goldstein, Miguel Angel Torres, Manuel Mendoza, Jaime Varela.
