Ten years left until the great change
I visit heaven in worn-out shoes, get a job to deliver the Earth and realize that we have ten years left of what we call reality. |
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I was with Chreel high up somewhere, more I do not know. We were going to sell a house or apartment to a man. This man had neither been to nor seen the property. Naturally, I thought this was strange. It felt like I was going to sell the apartment, but I did not own it. This man was involved in any case. I had also moved and I was taking what was left with me in the car. The back seat folded down so everything fit in.
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I found that I was standing on a small disk. A rope or wire was attached to it. The disk began to be lifted higher and higher, straight up into space. I had bags of shoes with me and I was going to return them to the store where they were bought, or I might swap them. I held the rope and ascended all the way up to heaven. When the disk stopped moving I looked down at my shoes and discovered that they were worn down, totally worn-out. I seem to recall I met a man there. I could well imagine it was the Creator himself. It is very difficult to take this in. I realize how things are, but they are difficult anyway. I have also received a different date. We’ll have to see. Life will be totally different after that date. I have to bide my time for about ten years before the call. It’s almost time; there is not much time left.
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I was a parcel delivery man, driving a truck. I went to my manager to fetch the delivery notes. These notes were issued for what I think was the whole earth, perhaps for even farther out. The manager was still holding one note in his hand. He thought it might be too much for me. This delivery would be very, very difficult to complete; or it would take extremely long. I told him that it is better to take it though the day would be long. It had to be delivered and we might as well aim to get it done to complete the whole assignment. Yes, life can be long.
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Chreel and I found ourselves in Chreel’s dream in an apartment. Maybe we were expecting visitors. I had put clean linen on the bed but Chreel remarked that I had made the bed in a strange way. I had put a new mattress on top of the bedspread, then put sheets on top of that and then another bedspread. It is not easy to understand this dream. I’m probably the only one who can interpret it, how could anyone else do it?
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Last night on my rounds with fire and energy I let the light flow during the final words. In the morning I had a dream. I stood on a rocky shore, out in the water were two boats, each with a man in them. I was a bit apprehensive about these boats and men, I did not know who they were. One of the boats came to shore and the man handed me a huge ax. I was standing just then in a tunnel at the entrance to a cave. It felt as if I could and was going to punch a hole in something in this tunnel or cave. It was as if there was a wall or obstacle that I should overcome. The ax could well symbolize this. The dream continued the following night. I was standing at a bank where there was a kind of counter with two men behind it. I think I was going to put money into this bank. Logic told me that I already had two banks. But in any case, I was going to set up a third account. When I spoke with one of the men he picked up a phone and called someone. That he was excited could be seen and heard from the way he spoke. The language he was speaking was totally incomprehensible. I do know that there was nothing wrong with my money. If it is what I think this was, then it was marking a milestone that I had achieved. I hadn’t thought there were any more milestones to reach, but it looks like it just never ends. I understand what my so-called money was. That I didn’t think that way before? But I cannot be expected to understand everything at once.
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Chreel and I were in the kitchen. I stood at the stove, the wallpaper nearest me suddenly began to come loose from the wall. I drew Chreel’s attention to it. Then, all the wallpaper on all the walls in the kitchen came loose. The illusion is probably not more than wallpaper, the only thing visible, the surface of everything. The rest, the reality, that which man does not know or understand anything about, is probably all that is not wallpaper. When it comes off, it is probably over for that time.
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