Author: David Wilcock

  Big, Unexpected Numerical Synchronicity By David Wilcock 10 / 1 / 99 This is what the “hit counter” said when David visited the website of Dr. Sky for the first time, at www.drsky.com, immediately after he made major additions to his own website. So, no matter how much of a skeptic you want to be, these things just keep on happening!   Fri Oct 1 Visitor 333372   Now 72 is the product of 6×6 plus 6×6 – and if you multiply all the “3’s” together before the 72, you get 71. This is a great synchronicity! 72 is one of the most important sacred frequency numbers — half of 144, the root of everything… these things just don’t happen by chance! [Note: Cutting and pasting the box out of the webpage slightly changed its size...

  Prophetic Dream of Japanese Nuclear Disaster 10/1/99 D: I just remembered that Sabrina might be by here today right after 10:00, so I have got to get up. [Note: This first section does not appear directly relevant, but it is included for context.] In this dream, there was a lot of stuff that we were trying to do. We were in 621, and my father’s record stack was there. I was trying to play a drumset that was there with some other young guys who wanted to play music like Paul, my brother’s old bass player. I think that Andy R was there, the amazing jazz keyboard player who I had worked with. The music was definitely jazzy, and there was no ride cymbal, so I felt very limited. There were problems with the drumsticks as well. I was just trying to find a good pair, and they were all taped up and everything else. [9/28: Again, the musical metaphor having to do with my work – feeling limitations and problems by being too focused on sexuality. Actually today, as I now write this at 6:35 p.m., I have just set up my drumset in the room that was once Apostol’s as a way of claiming my own space. So, the coordinates are again very good.] So, R H was in the dream from the church. There was...

  Very Powerful Reading: The Autumn Season of Humanity 9/29/99   Saturday 9 / 4 / 99 – 8:25 a.m. D: I went to bed around 4:30-ish, so this is about four hours of sleep here. I had a very long dream involving my father just now. It wasn’t just him, J from the farm was involved as well. It seemed to involve a broken plate, and I was eating spaghetti off of it. My father was having all of this stuff happen for his career at the same time, which is obviously a metaphor for me. He did this one interview, and all of a sudden it was being shown on NBC. He was calling me up to tell me about it. We spent a lot of time in a library. In the library, there were many people talking, reading books and so forth. There were some really weird vibes at the farm with J and with the other people. Prayer Update. I am not exactly sure what that was about, that part, except that there was some real awkwardness. There was something that I was trying to do with J, some type of clearing or something. It was working out well – I tried several times. There was something involving my heart. Oh, that’s what it was! They had this pad that they stuck on the back...

  The Time to Awaken is Now… And a Dream of a Moon Expedition 9/15/99   Wednesday 8 / 25 / 99 – 7:07 a.m. This is the first new dream of the night. This dream was really incredible in a lot of ways. Obviously, it is longer than just a small thing. There was a whole portion of it that took place on the Moon! We were investigating the Moon to try to find evidence for intelligent human habitation, which was certainly an interesting concept. It was also loosely associated with a ship, kind of like the Enterprise, and a modality similar to Star Trek. Anyway, one of the main points from the whole thing was that I watched as several other people were going near to this cliff. There was some immediate danger that the cliff might collapse, and people were able to jump down the cliff and get to the solid ground beneath, before there was any major collapse. But as the cliff started to collapse, there were some very large cubical blocks coming loose that certainly seemed to indicate the possibility of advanced geometric structures on the Moon. There was definitely a kid who was one of the ones involved with going down this cliff. [Note: The dream voice later reminds me of a detail that I forgot in this dictation. When the boy jumped...

Sunday 8 / 22 / 99 – 8:53 a.m. [Note: Brief Excerpt only] The Russian Mafia have a few more surprises left to go. That should be an alert for you.   Monday 8 / 23 / 99 – 8:22 a.m. This dream was really incredible. It built up and built up, but I never could have imagined where it was going to go. This dream had a lot of different sections. The part that I am now remembering seemed to be taking place inside some sort of classroom. There was actually, it was like a drama class, and people were dressing up. They were getting ready to do this elaborate stage production. One of the girls who was right near me was E W (a female) from high school, who had a locker right next to mine too, near to where T’s (female) was. Anyway, there was supposed to be this really famous psychic guy. He was supposed to come and do these tricks as he went through. He couldn’t make it, so they sent his son, who was still old enough to have a mustache and be an adult. He was wearing a rather flashy cape. He was supposed to walk through this circuit, which was initially inside of a big building and had some reminiscences to the theater building at New Paltz, where I went to...

  Remember Your True Identity 9/10/99   Wednesday 8 / 18 / 99 – 7:39 a.m. D: With all the visitors I had, yesterday was totally unproductive, except that I did read part of “People of the Secret.” I did get a good part of the way through that. I ate dinner too late as a result of how late the second visitor arrived, who I had agreed to eat with, and now I feel the pain in my stomach. This dream was very, very unusual, especially at the end. There was a part where I was cutting my own hair, and worried about how it was going to look. I had a goatee / beard like Apostol’s. Sometimes it was there, and sometimes it would go away. There was another part more towards the end that featured me in some really weird capacity. I was aware of these people who I was talking to, incidentally, at the dinner table at 621. They were telling me about how you can release roaches into the air to attack people. They basically released a roach into the air around me, and I was trying to cut it in half with the same scissors that I used to help Apostol trim his beard last night. [Note: The dream clearly seems to be about how I allow my time to be wasted through...

Tuesday 8 / 17 / 99 – 4:33 a.m. At some point in this dream, there was a magic show. But before that, I found myself in the yard of 621, my old home, at night. There was a very young little boy who had gotten lost outside. His cries were so distant and far away, like a small baby, that I never realized how close he was, or that he was not found. He had been messing with something over at Ed and Helen’s next door, where my house was. The people completely missed him, but they weren’t at all upset about it, it seemed. I was pretty surprised that my mother and the other two boys were so relatively complacent about what had happened. Then, at some point I realized that I was sleeping with no roof, so I could see the stars. At the time, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with that, and I thought that this explained why I could hear all these outside noises. [Note: This seems to be about letting down your guard to the Universe, so that the lost boy of the Inner Self is allowed to be reinvigorated by the “outside world.”] So as I am lying in this bed, I looked up into the sky and saw more than one shooting star go across the sky. When a...