David Wilcock
09-11-2001, 01:10 PM
hello everyone,
these are the two most recent dreams and commentaries that seem to relate to
what has happened here. i realize now that the email group is the best place
to get a time-stamped documented record of this data. in both cases, the
female character ends up being kim t. this is a person i knew in high
school, who was in the honors program. i also believe that she was planning
on joining the military after graduation, which was a bit of a surprise to
some of the others.
there are two dreams: one from last saturday, september 9 at 8:23 am, and
the second this morning, september 11, which came in at exactly 8:39 am -
meaning that i woke up to transcribe this about one minute before it
actually happened. some have speculated that the terrorists may have
intentionally done this on the date that would spell out "911."
the things to pay attention to the most in the first dream would be the idea
of the "veil" being rendered - something completely unexpected happening in
a classroom. the idea of the veil being rendered was connected with the
students in the classroom getting careless and appearing to drink "shots" in
class.
the veil-rendering imagery was directly followed by a perception that i was
back at 621, where i grew up, and was having an out-of-body experience.
while i was outside in the dark, i saw the image of a gigantic, way, way too
big airplane made out of smoke. it felt very foreboding and epic; it was
many times larger than an airplane should ever normally get. then the dream
this morning indicated that i should contact art bell (and you all can
help - email him at artbell@... (/group/asc2k/post?postid=avtyskir4xt7m_vk_eegki_rwqdkgwjemx0d3s _nyvr_2yvg5ci9uimmmsgibqsy0bqlb3y3otxwaijc)), ostensibly to speak about this
on his show.
this morning's dream had clear elements featuring military activity, packing
the bags for a trip and being disappointed that there was going to be a
delay. i feel that the trip imagery could refer to the imminent vibrational
shift that is coming at some point in our not-too-distant future. there may
be lifestyle changes that we will have to endure before this trip is
complete, as i, the common civilian, was being asked to wear a
military-green colored long-sleeve t-shirt and participate in a massive,
coordinated military type exercise of movement.
kim t, the one who had rended the veil in the previous dream, was now
telling me that i had to participate, as was art bell. this could very well
be a prophecy of imminent martial law and a profound change of lifestyle for
the common american. also, if the entire "brain" of the worldwide financial
infrastructure of dow, nasdaq, s&p, etc. is suddenly ripped out, there may
be a run on gold. if there is a run on gold and the prices go way up, then
there could be a very swift collapse of our current financial structures.
and even if there isn't a run on gold, the ramifications of the loss of the
twin towers is not yet known.
i'm planning on going back to sleep and trying to get a reading on this when
i awaken - so let's hold the light and transmute the massive energy of fear
and anxiety that is now rippling through the human organism.
peace be with you -
- david
sunday 9 / 09 / 01 - 8:23 am
schemas:
- washington dc imagery, flying overhead
recognizing the dirt of the past
- outdoor hs drinking type party, wilderness, joe s, girls
- the area was reminiscent of a summer camp, lush with trees, nighttime
- ?give just a little bit more, take just a little bit less of each other
tonight? ? moody blues
- cueing on jennifer lopez
- a number of girls were all about to rush to the bathroom, but i needed to
go as well
- to try to help me out, bob t let me pee in his basement, the same place he
lived in hs
- when i went through the doors it was just 100-percent dirt, huge piles of
it, mildewy
- nevertheless, i peed and got it done while the girls competed for bathroom
time above me
trying to find a seat in classroom
- soon after this i ended up in a classroom, rather generic, with desks like
elementary school
- my original seat was taken up near the front, and the original professor
was male
- nearly everyone in the class was part of honors except for a few: greg p,
etc.
- for whatever reason i didn?t remain seated but was walking around
- i was disappointed that so many empty desks already had people?s stuff on
them
- i went to sit in the back, and eventually found a seat near janine m, who
i always liked
rock and roller happy to see me, teacher freaks out
- then there was a red-haired kid from a grade below me in the seat nearby
who i recognized
- he was wearing a black rock and roll t-shirt with colorful designs of some
kind
- he seemed to be excited to see me, as if i were a celebrity or just really
popular
- he began talking out loud in class to greet me and ask what i was doing
- suddenly the teacher freaked out, her voice immediately raised
- i felt a momentary rush of anxiety, feeling that her anger was directed at
me
david z drinking ?shots? in class
- i quickly realized that it wasn?t about me at all, rather david z
- he was sitting at a desk over in the far left corner of the room, also
wearing black
- she accused him of drinking ?shots? in class, so of course i looked to see
what it was
- the whole class was now scrutinizing him in the wake of this reprimand
- he had a black beverage container as well as two small glasses, larger
than real shot glasses
- the glasses were set on top of his books on his desk, the container to the
left
- he appeared to be pouring brown soda into the glasses, not alcohol
- however, admittedly it was still a very rude gesture for any student to
make in a class
- the teacher turned out to be kim t from hs honors, and she was extremely
upset about this
- she intended to make a dramatic statement about it, something none of us
could expect
the veil lifts: teacher exposes herself!
- she started off by making some kind of statement about her frustration
- she was so tired of everyone disrespecting her in the class, and not
paying attention
- it could also be related to the number of people not in their seats
- so, she seemed to have a plan to make a statement as she silently stood
there
- suddenly i noticed her shirt was open to the waist, deep cleavage of
breasts exposed
- they were large, well shaped and actually it was a very sexy sight at
first
- she pulled some switch from the ceiling and a set of curtains started to
part behind her
- at the same time that the curtains parted, her shirt gradually came open,
showing all
- her breasts weren?t perfect looking, but rather large, with a white bra
underneath for support
- the aureoles of the nipples were darker and different than krista?s, so no
direct metaphor there
- the curtains parted completely, revealing her topless and standing there
- then the curtains continued moving and closed around her, hiding her from
view completely
- [i just realized that this could be an archetype of the ?parting of the
veil? as in the tarot]
everyone hugs in ?fellowship?
- as the curtains opened and then closed, everyone was quite speechless and
shocked
- however, once the curtains closed around her, there was silence, an
awkward moment
- strangely, after this everyone got up out of their seats and seemed very
relieved
- they all started hugging each other, and to me the whole thing seemed very
strange
- everyone was talking, walking around as if the whole class was now
irrelevant
- the entire atmosphere of suffering had given way to respect and love
- despite my initial surprise, i participated and hugged others
- even guys like mike d, who i never normally had rapport with, were hugging
and friendly
- it seemed like a big party now so i relaxed and went with it!
- [i realized that this was a strong piece of guidance to attend the
fellowship this morning]
waking up to 621 obe
- then i seemed to hear a loud noise, like an airplane overhead somewhere
- i immediately thought i was dreaming, but at 621, so i passed out-of-body
from my bed there
- i went on outside, and it was quite dark and extremely thick fog
- i could see the shadow image of what seemed to be a gigantic plane, but
nothing concrete
- the plane had a tremendous wingspan but was relatively flat
- furthermore it was just the image of a plane but in clouds
- there was no real plane there, but the organized fog shape of it was
moving through the air
- i felt rather cold and unhealthy out there, not a lot of energy
- the cold seemed strange to me, since that shouldn?t apply when out of body
- however, at the same time there was a sense of incredible epic beingness
at the same time
- so, i flew back to my bedroom and on through the window
- i entered back into my body, apparently at an angle
- it was a very strange feeling as my entire sensation pivoted well over 90
degrees going back in
- i felt that this was an important message about obes and the importance of
n-s alignment
- i found myself lying flat on my back, and my body pivoted slowly before
reintegrating physically
analysis:
it?s now 2:48 am as i type this. the dream picked up directly on something i
would read online today, regarding new tricks that teachers are using to try
to gain control over unruly children. they are now looking to do things with
?shock value? to engage the children?s attention. they mentioned creating a
murder scene in the classroom with yellow tape for ?romeo and juliet,?
eating what appears to be dog food out of a dog food can and ripping up a
five-dollar bill after making the kids think that one of them might be able
to win it. here, the dream shows perhaps the ultimate extreme, with a
teacher actually baring her breasts completely to make a point.
the alcohol / soda thing could definitely be a schema that came from the
american pie 2 film that i have now seen. the one thing that seemed strange
and out of place to me in that film was the amount of alcohol consumption
going on, especially the hard liquor being consumed by the pompous
ivy-league character finch. in the final scene of the movie, he is shown
drinking out of a black flask, and that metaphor is also set forth here.
here in the dream, the past is blending together with the present, which is
a powerful metaphor. i?m in the class, but i?m also being recognized as is
now common in my work. then when i think i?m being disruptive by my physical
presence, i realize that it?s actually a kid who represents the part of me
that is unhealed. the teacher baring it all and rending the veil right
afterwards seems to indicate how it is showing me that the transformation of
myself is now nearly complete, and the maladaptive behaviors are passing
away. the fellowship with others in the class after this also seemed to be
an extension of that.
it is interesting that i would seem to wake up from the dream and be back in
old 621, and then follow that with an obe. once more it seems to be fusing
the elements from my past with the current status of where i am now, and
that is interesting as it shows the personality integration going on.
tuesday 9 / 11 / 01 ? 8:39 am
praise ye, praise ye, we?re in for planetary motion
core schemas:
art bell, kim t, packing for trip, hs ? jr. high, most of stuff already
packed, school already cleared out in hallways, boys? locker room, one
person (pero) had already filled up most gym lockers with trash sweet foods,
lockers looked like desk compartments, art bell tells me medically that
there?s more to do, i can?t leave yet, synchronized stretching,
militaristic, having a terrible time finding a shirt, finally settle on a
green long-sleeve t-shirt, behind my earplugs, see kim t already doing the
stretches, militaristic, song playing ?praise ye, we?re in for planetary
motion? and the word ?planetary? was pronounced ?plan-a-tree?
graduation trip ready to depart
- the dream started out in a high school / junior high setting
- most of the school had already cleared out
- there were some earlier plots that i am not clearly remembering
- we knew that we were going on a trip
- everyone was packed, it was graduation time and we needed to go
- there had been some involvement with vending machines, last minute
preparations
losing track of my luggage at last minute
- for whatever reason i came to need my bags again, to get something out of
them
- others from hs were around, cedric g, eric l
- so, then the difficulty became exactly where my bags had been placed
hunting for luggage in boys? locker room
- looking for them took me into the boys? locker room
- in this case it was near the cafeteria area of the jrh
- i went in and was trying to figure out if and where i may have put my
stuff
lockers look like card catalog
- i went to one row of lockers and they all looked more like a desk and
drawers
- the wood tone was about the same as my desk here in the room
- this wood had qualities that looked like a library card catalog, complete
with the handles
lockers filled with junk food, no clothing found
- i started trying to open lockers and realized that they were all filled
with sugary junk food
- ho-ho?s, ding-dongs and the like
- the more lockers i opened, the more of this trash i found
- there were some sneakers sitting out on the bench
- somehow i knew that my old, overweight buddy pero had put these in there
- he wanted to have a stash so that he could eat them whenever he wanted
- i realized that my clothes weren?t in there
an emergency meeting with medical-related art bell
- i left out the other door, now in the main lower hallway of the junior
high building
- i was still trying to find my bags, time seemed to be getting short
- then i was told that someone needed to meet with me in a little office
- i may not have been told that it would be art bell, just to go there
- when i went into the office, art bell was sitting at a desk, working in a
medical capacity
last-minute medical / athletic requirement
- he told me, rather un-energetically, that i needed to participate
- there was some sort of medical requirement that i needed to go through
before the trip
- he wasn?t specific as to what i was going to have to do, i don?t think
- nevertheless, i essentially knew that it involved the gym and some form of
athletic activity
- so, i told him that i would do it, but i was disappointed that it was this
close to the trip
locating military shirt in clothing bag
- i got back out into the hall and someone had located my stuff
- eric l and my brother were there, i believe
- i opened up the bag and saw lots of dressy clothes, but that wasn?t what i
needed
- finally in the back of the nice shirts was a military-green shirt
- it was a t-shirt style but with long sleeves
- it was also near a pair of earplugs just like the ones i use
forced to participate in mass military exercise
- so i took it out and was getting ready to put it on
- another part of me thought that i would avoid the whole thing, didn?t want
to bother
- i had started thinking that it wasn?t needed and i could just duck out,
the trip was so close
- i then found out that it was a synchronized movement / stretching exercise
in the gym
- everyone was lined up military-style, all moving exactly the same way
- kim t came down the hall and was also doing these same stretches
- she had seen me and the vibe was that i needed to do this
?we?re in for planetary motion?
- there was music playing to be in line with the stretching
- the music sounded similar to a country singer, perhaps patsy cline
- i think the quality of the song is one that i?ve heard krista play here at
the house
- the lyrics in this case were ?praise ye, praise ye, we?re in for planetary
motion?
- at this point the dream ended
analysis:
the most immediate meaning to all this seems to be that i should try to
reconnect with art bell again to get on his show. he gave me an assignment
in this dream that i didn?t really want to complete, because it involved a
militaristic-type exercise of group movement and stretching. the idea that
there?s some planetary motion wasn?t presented as a doom and gloom thing,
but nevertheless this comes on the heels of the incredible dream
synchronicity from yesterday regarding my brother, where i spontaneously
received an enormous amount of accurate personal data on his life that he
hadn?t told me about beforehand. so the accuracy level seems to be quite
good right now.
i?m not clear as to what the planetary motion is or when it would happen,
how near or how far. again the idea was presented that these things are very
close by, which certainly could be well before 2012, as cayce had seen in
his own visions. the synchronized movements needed to be done before we
could go on the trip, which may refer to the changes on earth that will
occur prior to the shift itself.
update:
now in retrospect i can see that this dream was about the imminent attack on
the twin towers and the pentagon by terrorist forces, using the surprise
trojan horse-style maneuver of turning our own airplanes into weapons of
mass destruction. their intention was to cripple the financial and military
infrastructure, and they obviously knew that they would only get this chance
once, so the effort was extremely coordinated. when i was waking up and
typing in this dream, i kept hearing the song lyrics, ?the veil is lifting,
revealing god. the veil is lifting, showing who we are.? even though it is a
positive song when delivered at church, in this context it had an element of
fear around it. also interesting is that a picture of osama bin laden had
fallen out from the bookshelf, and i kept looking back at the picture as
this dream was transcribed.
these are the two most recent dreams and commentaries that seem to relate to
what has happened here. i realize now that the email group is the best place
to get a time-stamped documented record of this data. in both cases, the
female character ends up being kim t. this is a person i knew in high
school, who was in the honors program. i also believe that she was planning
on joining the military after graduation, which was a bit of a surprise to
some of the others.
there are two dreams: one from last saturday, september 9 at 8:23 am, and
the second this morning, september 11, which came in at exactly 8:39 am -
meaning that i woke up to transcribe this about one minute before it
actually happened. some have speculated that the terrorists may have
intentionally done this on the date that would spell out "911."
the things to pay attention to the most in the first dream would be the idea
of the "veil" being rendered - something completely unexpected happening in
a classroom. the idea of the veil being rendered was connected with the
students in the classroom getting careless and appearing to drink "shots" in
class.
the veil-rendering imagery was directly followed by a perception that i was
back at 621, where i grew up, and was having an out-of-body experience.
while i was outside in the dark, i saw the image of a gigantic, way, way too
big airplane made out of smoke. it felt very foreboding and epic; it was
many times larger than an airplane should ever normally get. then the dream
this morning indicated that i should contact art bell (and you all can
help - email him at artbell@... (/group/asc2k/post?postid=avtyskir4xt7m_vk_eegki_rwqdkgwjemx0d3s _nyvr_2yvg5ci9uimmmsgibqsy0bqlb3y3otxwaijc)), ostensibly to speak about this
on his show.
this morning's dream had clear elements featuring military activity, packing
the bags for a trip and being disappointed that there was going to be a
delay. i feel that the trip imagery could refer to the imminent vibrational
shift that is coming at some point in our not-too-distant future. there may
be lifestyle changes that we will have to endure before this trip is
complete, as i, the common civilian, was being asked to wear a
military-green colored long-sleeve t-shirt and participate in a massive,
coordinated military type exercise of movement.
kim t, the one who had rended the veil in the previous dream, was now
telling me that i had to participate, as was art bell. this could very well
be a prophecy of imminent martial law and a profound change of lifestyle for
the common american. also, if the entire "brain" of the worldwide financial
infrastructure of dow, nasdaq, s&p, etc. is suddenly ripped out, there may
be a run on gold. if there is a run on gold and the prices go way up, then
there could be a very swift collapse of our current financial structures.
and even if there isn't a run on gold, the ramifications of the loss of the
twin towers is not yet known.
i'm planning on going back to sleep and trying to get a reading on this when
i awaken - so let's hold the light and transmute the massive energy of fear
and anxiety that is now rippling through the human organism.
peace be with you -
- david
sunday 9 / 09 / 01 - 8:23 am
schemas:
- washington dc imagery, flying overhead
recognizing the dirt of the past
- outdoor hs drinking type party, wilderness, joe s, girls
- the area was reminiscent of a summer camp, lush with trees, nighttime
- ?give just a little bit more, take just a little bit less of each other
tonight? ? moody blues
- cueing on jennifer lopez
- a number of girls were all about to rush to the bathroom, but i needed to
go as well
- to try to help me out, bob t let me pee in his basement, the same place he
lived in hs
- when i went through the doors it was just 100-percent dirt, huge piles of
it, mildewy
- nevertheless, i peed and got it done while the girls competed for bathroom
time above me
trying to find a seat in classroom
- soon after this i ended up in a classroom, rather generic, with desks like
elementary school
- my original seat was taken up near the front, and the original professor
was male
- nearly everyone in the class was part of honors except for a few: greg p,
etc.
- for whatever reason i didn?t remain seated but was walking around
- i was disappointed that so many empty desks already had people?s stuff on
them
- i went to sit in the back, and eventually found a seat near janine m, who
i always liked
rock and roller happy to see me, teacher freaks out
- then there was a red-haired kid from a grade below me in the seat nearby
who i recognized
- he was wearing a black rock and roll t-shirt with colorful designs of some
kind
- he seemed to be excited to see me, as if i were a celebrity or just really
popular
- he began talking out loud in class to greet me and ask what i was doing
- suddenly the teacher freaked out, her voice immediately raised
- i felt a momentary rush of anxiety, feeling that her anger was directed at
me
david z drinking ?shots? in class
- i quickly realized that it wasn?t about me at all, rather david z
- he was sitting at a desk over in the far left corner of the room, also
wearing black
- she accused him of drinking ?shots? in class, so of course i looked to see
what it was
- the whole class was now scrutinizing him in the wake of this reprimand
- he had a black beverage container as well as two small glasses, larger
than real shot glasses
- the glasses were set on top of his books on his desk, the container to the
left
- he appeared to be pouring brown soda into the glasses, not alcohol
- however, admittedly it was still a very rude gesture for any student to
make in a class
- the teacher turned out to be kim t from hs honors, and she was extremely
upset about this
- she intended to make a dramatic statement about it, something none of us
could expect
the veil lifts: teacher exposes herself!
- she started off by making some kind of statement about her frustration
- she was so tired of everyone disrespecting her in the class, and not
paying attention
- it could also be related to the number of people not in their seats
- so, she seemed to have a plan to make a statement as she silently stood
there
- suddenly i noticed her shirt was open to the waist, deep cleavage of
breasts exposed
- they were large, well shaped and actually it was a very sexy sight at
first
- she pulled some switch from the ceiling and a set of curtains started to
part behind her
- at the same time that the curtains parted, her shirt gradually came open,
showing all
- her breasts weren?t perfect looking, but rather large, with a white bra
underneath for support
- the aureoles of the nipples were darker and different than krista?s, so no
direct metaphor there
- the curtains parted completely, revealing her topless and standing there
- then the curtains continued moving and closed around her, hiding her from
view completely
- [i just realized that this could be an archetype of the ?parting of the
veil? as in the tarot]
everyone hugs in ?fellowship?
- as the curtains opened and then closed, everyone was quite speechless and
shocked
- however, once the curtains closed around her, there was silence, an
awkward moment
- strangely, after this everyone got up out of their seats and seemed very
relieved
- they all started hugging each other, and to me the whole thing seemed very
strange
- everyone was talking, walking around as if the whole class was now
irrelevant
- the entire atmosphere of suffering had given way to respect and love
- despite my initial surprise, i participated and hugged others
- even guys like mike d, who i never normally had rapport with, were hugging
and friendly
- it seemed like a big party now so i relaxed and went with it!
- [i realized that this was a strong piece of guidance to attend the
fellowship this morning]
waking up to 621 obe
- then i seemed to hear a loud noise, like an airplane overhead somewhere
- i immediately thought i was dreaming, but at 621, so i passed out-of-body
from my bed there
- i went on outside, and it was quite dark and extremely thick fog
- i could see the shadow image of what seemed to be a gigantic plane, but
nothing concrete
- the plane had a tremendous wingspan but was relatively flat
- furthermore it was just the image of a plane but in clouds
- there was no real plane there, but the organized fog shape of it was
moving through the air
- i felt rather cold and unhealthy out there, not a lot of energy
- the cold seemed strange to me, since that shouldn?t apply when out of body
- however, at the same time there was a sense of incredible epic beingness
at the same time
- so, i flew back to my bedroom and on through the window
- i entered back into my body, apparently at an angle
- it was a very strange feeling as my entire sensation pivoted well over 90
degrees going back in
- i felt that this was an important message about obes and the importance of
n-s alignment
- i found myself lying flat on my back, and my body pivoted slowly before
reintegrating physically
analysis:
it?s now 2:48 am as i type this. the dream picked up directly on something i
would read online today, regarding new tricks that teachers are using to try
to gain control over unruly children. they are now looking to do things with
?shock value? to engage the children?s attention. they mentioned creating a
murder scene in the classroom with yellow tape for ?romeo and juliet,?
eating what appears to be dog food out of a dog food can and ripping up a
five-dollar bill after making the kids think that one of them might be able
to win it. here, the dream shows perhaps the ultimate extreme, with a
teacher actually baring her breasts completely to make a point.
the alcohol / soda thing could definitely be a schema that came from the
american pie 2 film that i have now seen. the one thing that seemed strange
and out of place to me in that film was the amount of alcohol consumption
going on, especially the hard liquor being consumed by the pompous
ivy-league character finch. in the final scene of the movie, he is shown
drinking out of a black flask, and that metaphor is also set forth here.
here in the dream, the past is blending together with the present, which is
a powerful metaphor. i?m in the class, but i?m also being recognized as is
now common in my work. then when i think i?m being disruptive by my physical
presence, i realize that it?s actually a kid who represents the part of me
that is unhealed. the teacher baring it all and rending the veil right
afterwards seems to indicate how it is showing me that the transformation of
myself is now nearly complete, and the maladaptive behaviors are passing
away. the fellowship with others in the class after this also seemed to be
an extension of that.
it is interesting that i would seem to wake up from the dream and be back in
old 621, and then follow that with an obe. once more it seems to be fusing
the elements from my past with the current status of where i am now, and
that is interesting as it shows the personality integration going on.
tuesday 9 / 11 / 01 ? 8:39 am
praise ye, praise ye, we?re in for planetary motion
core schemas:
art bell, kim t, packing for trip, hs ? jr. high, most of stuff already
packed, school already cleared out in hallways, boys? locker room, one
person (pero) had already filled up most gym lockers with trash sweet foods,
lockers looked like desk compartments, art bell tells me medically that
there?s more to do, i can?t leave yet, synchronized stretching,
militaristic, having a terrible time finding a shirt, finally settle on a
green long-sleeve t-shirt, behind my earplugs, see kim t already doing the
stretches, militaristic, song playing ?praise ye, we?re in for planetary
motion? and the word ?planetary? was pronounced ?plan-a-tree?
graduation trip ready to depart
- the dream started out in a high school / junior high setting
- most of the school had already cleared out
- there were some earlier plots that i am not clearly remembering
- we knew that we were going on a trip
- everyone was packed, it was graduation time and we needed to go
- there had been some involvement with vending machines, last minute
preparations
losing track of my luggage at last minute
- for whatever reason i came to need my bags again, to get something out of
them
- others from hs were around, cedric g, eric l
- so, then the difficulty became exactly where my bags had been placed
hunting for luggage in boys? locker room
- looking for them took me into the boys? locker room
- in this case it was near the cafeteria area of the jrh
- i went in and was trying to figure out if and where i may have put my
stuff
lockers look like card catalog
- i went to one row of lockers and they all looked more like a desk and
drawers
- the wood tone was about the same as my desk here in the room
- this wood had qualities that looked like a library card catalog, complete
with the handles
lockers filled with junk food, no clothing found
- i started trying to open lockers and realized that they were all filled
with sugary junk food
- ho-ho?s, ding-dongs and the like
- the more lockers i opened, the more of this trash i found
- there were some sneakers sitting out on the bench
- somehow i knew that my old, overweight buddy pero had put these in there
- he wanted to have a stash so that he could eat them whenever he wanted
- i realized that my clothes weren?t in there
an emergency meeting with medical-related art bell
- i left out the other door, now in the main lower hallway of the junior
high building
- i was still trying to find my bags, time seemed to be getting short
- then i was told that someone needed to meet with me in a little office
- i may not have been told that it would be art bell, just to go there
- when i went into the office, art bell was sitting at a desk, working in a
medical capacity
last-minute medical / athletic requirement
- he told me, rather un-energetically, that i needed to participate
- there was some sort of medical requirement that i needed to go through
before the trip
- he wasn?t specific as to what i was going to have to do, i don?t think
- nevertheless, i essentially knew that it involved the gym and some form of
athletic activity
- so, i told him that i would do it, but i was disappointed that it was this
close to the trip
locating military shirt in clothing bag
- i got back out into the hall and someone had located my stuff
- eric l and my brother were there, i believe
- i opened up the bag and saw lots of dressy clothes, but that wasn?t what i
needed
- finally in the back of the nice shirts was a military-green shirt
- it was a t-shirt style but with long sleeves
- it was also near a pair of earplugs just like the ones i use
forced to participate in mass military exercise
- so i took it out and was getting ready to put it on
- another part of me thought that i would avoid the whole thing, didn?t want
to bother
- i had started thinking that it wasn?t needed and i could just duck out,
the trip was so close
- i then found out that it was a synchronized movement / stretching exercise
in the gym
- everyone was lined up military-style, all moving exactly the same way
- kim t came down the hall and was also doing these same stretches
- she had seen me and the vibe was that i needed to do this
?we?re in for planetary motion?
- there was music playing to be in line with the stretching
- the music sounded similar to a country singer, perhaps patsy cline
- i think the quality of the song is one that i?ve heard krista play here at
the house
- the lyrics in this case were ?praise ye, praise ye, we?re in for planetary
motion?
- at this point the dream ended
analysis:
the most immediate meaning to all this seems to be that i should try to
reconnect with art bell again to get on his show. he gave me an assignment
in this dream that i didn?t really want to complete, because it involved a
militaristic-type exercise of group movement and stretching. the idea that
there?s some planetary motion wasn?t presented as a doom and gloom thing,
but nevertheless this comes on the heels of the incredible dream
synchronicity from yesterday regarding my brother, where i spontaneously
received an enormous amount of accurate personal data on his life that he
hadn?t told me about beforehand. so the accuracy level seems to be quite
good right now.
i?m not clear as to what the planetary motion is or when it would happen,
how near or how far. again the idea was presented that these things are very
close by, which certainly could be well before 2012, as cayce had seen in
his own visions. the synchronized movements needed to be done before we
could go on the trip, which may refer to the changes on earth that will
occur prior to the shift itself.
update:
now in retrospect i can see that this dream was about the imminent attack on
the twin towers and the pentagon by terrorist forces, using the surprise
trojan horse-style maneuver of turning our own airplanes into weapons of
mass destruction. their intention was to cripple the financial and military
infrastructure, and they obviously knew that they would only get this chance
once, so the effort was extremely coordinated. when i was waking up and
typing in this dream, i kept hearing the song lyrics, ?the veil is lifting,
revealing god. the veil is lifting, showing who we are.? even though it is a
positive song when delivered at church, in this context it had an element of
fear around it. also interesting is that a picture of osama bin laden had
fallen out from the bookshelf, and i kept looking back at the picture as
this dream was transcribed.