Comical Trump Caught With His Pants Down

I saw Donald Trump as I was waking up

It was comical. Seemingly intentionally so. Like a cartoon character

Everyone was out to get him and he was running from the all ...

But he had no pants on. A cartoon style Trump in full suit jacket and tie, but with no pants. Running side on, crouched over, as if to cover up his nudity

He was clutching a brown bag, which looked like a brown money bag from a bank

The way he's running along looks like he's trying to be secretive and sneaky (without pants)

Then a spotlight focuses on him and he freezes like a deer in headlights

Like he was caught red-handed with whatever it is he was carrying. Busted, very literally, with his pants down

Godzilla Vs Superman

I saw a sequence of what appeared to be a Godzilla Vs Superman movie

It was filmed in Darwin, but it looks like a distant future version of Darwin. Because there is a particular section of housing I saw in one scene that is only just being developed at the moment in Darwin, but in the movie it is way bigger and old. Where they are building it at the moment it looks like they intend the area to be for rich/upper-class, whereas in the movie it looks like it's filled with lower-middle-class apartments, which don't exist yet

I thought the concept of Godzilla Vs Superman was a bit strange when I woke up, until I realised they are both Warner Bros

Stephen King Hell Dream - Related To Gunslinger Series - Laser Tag As A Woman

I'm introduced to hell, which looks like a sun-burned, outback truck-stop. Futuristic and dystopian, yet seemingly functional and peaceful

We pass through some type of car wash

I'm being electrocuted by some type of electrical tree. It's meant to be a punishment, but I don't really care or feel it

Someone pulls my body away

I see cycles of time and people stuck in loops reacting to each other

"Superman" is there, stuck in a loop where he chases the girl of his dreams, where they have intentionally made that girl chase a alternate person, so that none involved can be with each other

It seems that even though the girl and the one she chases seem to be with each other, they aren't any more real than the sum of their use in the closed loop you punish Superman

Every time, no matter what, he goes for the girl of his dreams and every time, they punish him for it, as if he is the problem, or he's supposed to learn something different, when it will never happen

They are honestly expecting something other than that will obviously always happen

Which says to me that what they are doing is nothing more than a excuse to punish someone for being what they are and doing what they'll naturally do

It's not something that seems to me should even be punished

It's disgusting

He goes after the woman of his dreams, he is punished, and the cycle starts again

So the woman and the one they are using to create the problem and closed loop, must be fake

Either that or they are torturing real people with real people, which is pure cruelty, far removed from that which could be justified in trying to teach others a lesson

They scream at me for remembering something I shouldn't

I scream back, how can I remember that I can't remember?

I'm being punished for doing the exact thing they want me to do, while pretending they don't want me to do it, so they can punish me either way

You can't win

I don't feel any reverence in what is being done, because there is none to be found

There is nothing Divine within any of it. Or if there is, I can't see it or feel it

It feels like pestilence. Nothing more or less

Psychological terrorism with no definable agenda

A million possible reasons it could be being done, but none that could ever be substantiated

Therefore, it is all pointless

And if it could be defined in such way to give it meaning, then the purpose behind doing it would become pointless

Like showing a person how a magic trick is done, to prove magic is real. Redundant

Then I am a woman, shooting at some type of skirmish. Training women in combat techniques with laser-tag or something similar

Except it feels like I'm only pretending to be a woman. I'm actually a man

There is a Asian woman with a broken nose from hand-to-hand combat. I tell her she needs to straighten her nose and then offer reasons why it could be getting continually broken

We are playing laser-tag in massive teams of like 100 or so women invading from each side of a battlefield

My aim is prefect and ridiculous. I take out half their team with ease

They stop the skirmish to point out that I have 44 kills

They set me up on a firing range with a real pistol to test my skills in front of all the women

Tornado Following Me

Another tornado dream, with a tornado following me around

Wherever I go, so does the tornado

First I am inside a house and I can hear it moving around outside, following me

Then I am in a bus with it moving around outside, following me

There is a woman there with me. It is following her as well

We are some type of time travelers. We have traveled from a different time and place to be there

Though it doesn't feel like we are together. We are completely different from each other. Our purposes are different. We just happen to be in the same place at the same time

Though we are not enemies or opposed in any way, it feels as though she is not with me. Though we are similar in our nature as those who are from a different time and place, it is not the same time and place. We are different in every other way and not otherwise aligned

We get stuck on a bus with the tornado outside. Though the tornado brings rain and lightning. Like a small hurricane or cyclone

I decide to lead it, and the women with me from another time and place, away from the bus to save the people inside

The design of the bus only has emergency exits on the kerb-side of the bus. I comment that it is a ridiculous design

I try to lure the tornado to the right side of the bus by moving over that side, so that I can escape out the left door when it does

But it seems intelligently controlled. Smart enough to know what I'm doing and stay on the left side so I can't get out

So I smash one of the windows on the right side

At first they won't break, then I try breaking it a different way and it doesn't just break, it is obliterated into non-existence. The whole window shatters into so many little pieces of small candy glass (safety glass) that it's like the window was never there

I climb out with the women to run and lead the tornado away, but it instantly disappears

I stand there for a moment confused, wondering where it has gone

But I get the feeling it is just hiding. It will be back. So I start moving, quickly, while I can

3 Broken Church Bells - Catholic Cathedral, Greek Orthodox and Anglican

I'm looking up at the bell tower of a Catholic Cathedral. It is broken and won't ring

Someone asks me if I broke it when I went up to the tower recently. I answer them honestly, that I didn't even get to look at it when I went up there

But, it did however break, the second I went up there. Though it simply coincided with me going to there, I didn't personally touch it or do anything

I honestly didn't even get up to the top, before I was called back down

We are looking up at the tower from a distance outside, trying to work out what is wrong with it

Is a very large black bird, hanging dead off the bell

"There is a dead bird on the bell" I say to the person who is with me

They disagree and say it's not a dead bird

I look through binoculars at the bell in the tower and the bird transforms into a tangled, knotted mess of black string hanging from the outside of the bell

I see a massive snake encircling the outside of the bell

"There is a massive snake around the bell" I tell the person who is with me

Inside the Cathedral, I see Greek Orthodox setting up in one corner with a smaller bell hung from some type of small shrine

This bell is also broken and won't ring

Three people from their Church are struggling with the bell, trying to use brute strength to force it into working again. But it is not working

Then in a opposite corner I see the Anglican Church set up. They also have a bell which is broken and will not ring

"3 bells, all broken" I say to those that are with me "seems like a sign, don't you think?"

It feels as though I am saying "I told you so" to those I'm talking to. Those, that I feel I I'd been warning over and over that this was going to happen

I run past the Anglican Church, apologising to them for stepping on a silk banner they have lay out on the floor as I pass, literally doing a backflip through the air to get past them (they had blocked the pathway)

I get to a massive sign within the Cathedral that I feel they all use between them. But it belongs to me

I think the sign has something to do with the feminine aspect of the Church

I take the sign from where they have it displayed, along with other things the Churches are using that belong to me and I pack them up and move them outside

I'm taking them from the Cathedral and putting them in storage where they will be safe

I know they won't be very happy when they find out I took them, but too bad, they are mine

I don't even tell them I'm taking it, I just take it

I want to get out of there before they notice it's gone, because I don't want to have to explain to them why I'm taking it

I get it out of there without them noticing and take it to where I'm going to store it, away from any Church or religion

The Pastor With The Dead Wife

In this dream/vision I visit a Church

It feels like I am there appraising them. Checking them out, as if to see that should be/need be done with them

The Pastor places me in a really high elevated position. Like I'm sitting up in the lighting of a huge theatre, looking down on the stage and the people watching

I am strapped in with a harness

There are two other old man here with me and they are laughing and talking as we watch the Pastors sermon

He is funny. Making jokes that can actually connect with normal people. Nothing like any pastor or other type of preacher I've ever seen. They are usually boring and most often just sound like someone who has no answers, but wishes or thinks they do

They very rarely have any true wisdom or make any sense, they usually either peddle pseudo-wisdom, or backwards, flawed-logic wisdom which is painfully wrong and is downright harmful and dangerous to minds of anyone who takes it in

This one is unlike any real preacher I've ever seen

Not because of any of the wisdom, which is likely still flawed, but by the way he's selling it with jokes

I actually find him interesting to watch. Amusing even

I start to fall through the woven cane flooring of the lighting trusses they've sat me on

The legs of the chair poke through and fall down

Luckily I'm strapped in to a harness and I pick myself up

The chair legs keep poking through so eventually I give up trying to sit on it and hang on to the trusses instead

While I'm hanging there the trusses open up completely and the chair falls through

I hear the old men talking about this being how the Pastors wife died. And only recently

She fell through the trusses to her death while sitting in the very same position the Pastor sat me in to watch

Then, I wonder if that's why they gave me a harness to wear, to strap me in

The service concludes and I decide to go down bottom and see my friend, who I had come with, who was also watching the Pastor from somewhere down the bottom

I consider offering the Pastor condolences about his wife, based on my own experiences with death, but I realise that nothing with/within my own experience(s) would really be comforting to him and though my intention was good, it was probably best not to say anything about it

People are lined up underneath, waiting to speak with the Pastor

I'm not waiting to speak to him, I'll just go around the back and bypass all these people

I understand through my friend, though I did not see them or talk to them directly, that allot of the people are waiting to be Baptised

I also understand that the Pastor wants to Baptise both my friend and I

I start to think of how I can explain to the Pastor that I can't be Baptised, in a way he would understand, that won't be negative or cause conflict

I think of reason after reason, all based on different levels of understanding as to what Baptism is

All the way from:

My mother's waters already broke over me when I was being born ...

To:

I'm made of water

And even:

I don't think the Roman Catholic Church would appreciate it too much, considering they did it when I was a baby

I was trying to think of how to say no without coming off sounding like a heretic, because the reality is that I can't subscribe to misunderstood or misinterpreted concepts of life and our physical world as if they are mystical, because in doing so, I would be heretical to life itself as the true religion of all men

I am me, myself, I,  what I know and what is. All that is, is all I am, as it is all I can possibly know. Everything outside this can only ever be considered, not known. Whether it be beautiful and positive, or negative and born of fear. Hopeful and respectful, or controlling and terrorising, it does not matter

Disney warms the heart, but it can only ever be as real as what you feel from it. What you feel from it can never make it real, even though it may influence what comes to be real in your life, in likeness to it

There are more answers and truth in everyday life, than in that which pretends to understand what cannot be understood. So I would be disrespecting that which I'm gifted with that is true and real, by subscribing myself to something lesser

I could never do that

The only time I've ever done something close, is saying "I accept Jesus into my heart" for men who were praying on/at me in order to try help me with a unknown affliction I was experiencing

I did this for similar reason. I didn't want them to misunderstand and possibly think I was evil, or something similar, because I wouldn't/couldn't say it. But I also couldn't explain it to them in any way that would make sense to them

So I said it for their sake

They wouldn't accept me substituting "accept Jesus into my heart" for "accept Yahweh into my heart", so I said what they wanted

I knew the words only had as much power in them as the meaning behind them, which was for them, so they couldn't hurt me

It's kinda like playing dead, when a child shoots you with a make believe gun

I went to them with genuine hope they could help with something beyond normal understanding that was happening to me, but they had nothing that could help me

I learned through my experiences seeking help from various Religions and Churches, that none of them can actually help you with anything spiritual

They are either actually the perpetrators of the original problems you need help with and hence won't fix the problem unless you subscribe, or they do not have the ability to fix the problem

My guess is that they lack the understanding, which is not a crime

It's not their fault, except for when they limit the possibility of others finding the greater understating they need. In this regard I am almost certain they are guilty of crime

Regardless, I woke up feeling pensive and a little concerned about the deeper implications of the dream/vision

Thinking about how it related to me visit to C3 Church and my negative experience with its Pastor Lars, who I since refer to as "Lars the Liar"

I wonder if his wife Megan is OK

I genuinely do not wish her any harm personally ...

But I also thought that if such were to be the case, it would be divinely poetic in the sense that the Church subscribes to God, Jesus and man needing no divine partner or feminine equal

God has no wife. Jesus has no wife. So why would a pastor (any pastor) need a wife?

Or children for that matter

Perhaps this is why the Catholic Church originally stopped priests having a wife and children

They understood the gravity of what could be considered hypocrisy in preaching something, you don't also live

So what would this mean for the Monarchy, empowered by the Church

Is it "God save the Queen" because a Monarch could hold no other standing under a Patriarchal system?

She holds no importance to the system, therefore she needs to be saved?

So what about the Princesses such as Diana, Kate, Charlotte or Meghan (Rachel)? Does God save them as well?

Or Lars partner Megan? Does God save her, like the Queen? Or is it just the Queen who is saved, while all other women suffer?

The implications for women are staggering in a system where they are not considered as equally important, valuable and divine

I hope only the best for all the beautiful women and girls of this world

And I hope that in whatever does come to pass, or happen to those women subscribed to the Church, they understand the root and cause

And I hope they will be able to save themselves from it by being given the chance of disassociation

Tornado In The Narrows

I'm in the Narrows, Northern Territory. Driving my Mum's car

We go off the road several times, driving onto the road reserve outside peoples front yard

Some people have just laid new dirt down. I drive over it and comment that even though they saw me do it, they wouldn't have seen my nameplate

We get to the end of the road where it meets Bagot Rd and I desperately tell the other person in the front seat with me to turn left before we do

Then, after we have missed the turn, I realise that I'm the one driving

I pull over just before Bagot Rd, to turn the car around

We were meant to drive the car down the street my old piano teacher lives on, to park it near her house

On Bagot Rd, it looks like the road has some sort of reverse parade happening. With people lining the streets to show-off to the vehicles driving past

On the opposite side of the road are cheerleaders, lining the edge of the road. For some reason I think they are advertising some type of road race, Grand Prix or the V8 Supercars

On the edge of Bagot Rd on our side of the street is a woman in a trenchcoat who opening it to reveal she is naked to cars driving past

We decide we should go back and park the car, then walk over and check out the woman who is flashing

At this point the dream seems to get reversed, going in multiple opposite directions at the same time

Firstly, we are walking from Bagot Rd back to the street my old piano teacher used to live on, to get to the car which is parked near her house

In this we have already gone back to see the naked woman and are talking to her. Though I'm not sure we've seen her naked (except from behind)

Secondly, we are turning around to go park there and then come back. But we haven't seen her or talked to her yet

Both directions intersect with a massive tornado

We are walking back to the street we missed here, to the car. It is night time

I am telling the person we are with that we don't really need to worry about tornados here, all we ever really get is small versions we call "Willy Willies", which might knock you off your feet, but they won't really hurt you

As I am talking about tornados, we look up the road facing away from Bagot Rd towards Winnellie shops and see a massive tornado heading our way

It's hard to tell how far away it is, but it's immense

The direction of the dreams overlapping seems to converge here

We are wondering whether we have enough time to run back to the street the car is on, to take cover inside the vehicle

Then at the same time we are driving the car back to the intersection of Bagot Rd to pick up both the woman who was flashing as well as all the cheerleaders on the opposite side of the street. There are enough of them that we have to open the tailgate of the station wagon so the cheerleaders who can't fit in the back seat of the car can pile in to the back section of the station wagon

Once we have them all secured, we taoff off to drive away from the tornado

Yet somehow at the same time, we are yet to know if we'll safely make it back to where they car is parked

Middle Eastern Pilgrimage With Refugees

I am on some sort of long walk through the desert with people from the Middle East

My son Joshua is with me. He is only young, around 10 years old

One of the local little boys calls Joshuas name out from behind, excited that there is a foreign boy about his own age. He must have overheard Josh's name, or asked someone his name

I tell Josh the boy is calling out to him from the line behind us and then beckon the boy to come up and walk with us, which he does

He is excited. He says that even though the future is uncertain and his family basically has nothing, he feels lucky to be walking with us. He calls us his new friends

I give him a fist bump, which he seems to have never seen or done before, and tell him that people call it a bro fist. "Bro, like brother" I say to him. This seems to make him even more happy

It's beautiful that he's so excited to be walking with us

Later in the walk we are walking down a massive flight of stairs into a city. We are somehow impossibly high above this beautiful city

We are high enough, that when a little boy slips off the edge of the stairs descending into the city, I think he's lost for good. But he somehow grabs the edge of the stairs and is dangling there for a second, while other boys risk their own lives to pull him back up

I remember thinking how amazing they are helping each other

I think for a second I need to help them, but no sooner have I realised that the little boy has managed to miraculously cling to the edge, are the other boys pulling him up. I would have only gotten in the way, as they already had him most of the way up

They saved him and then all continued on their way, as if it were nothing

Then we are in the city at a foreign trading point and people are buying necessities from the store

They are all white/Anglo-Saxon people inside this store. Mostly tourists I think

There is some sort of panic on, similar to a pandemic where everyone needs to wear masks

It seems as though, if you don't wear a mask, you aren't allowed to continue the pilgrimage with the rest of the people

A older man with one of the other group with us is trying to buy one of last face masks from the also white foreign traders

They tell him that the single face mask will cost him $650

Nobody can believe how expensive it is and that they are taking advantage of the mans need for a mask to leave with everyone else

He complains about the price because he doesn't have that type of money to spend

The trader tells him that it's too bad. If he doesn't have the $650, one of the miners will be happy to buy it

I watch as other people pay the $650, desperate to leave

I hear my Grandmother Marie Golledge talking to me, she is in our group. She tells me that the old man in the other group is my old Uncle Clarry (Clarence), who I think is actually my Grandfather's brother, we just called him Uncle

I am disgusted that he's essentially being left behind because he can't afford a mask and that the traders would exploit trying to try home like this, so I try to offer him a solution

I remember seeing a video online where people show you how to make a make-shift mask out of a sock

I walk over to Clarry and start trying to find the video online

But no matter what I do, I can't find the video

It's another one of these stupid interference dreams

The type of dreams where I try doing something I know I should be able to do, over and over again, until I get so pissed off I consciously wake up to the fact that something is intentionally interfering with my dream

Something intelligently designed, is intentionally blocking my ability to do something simple, to the point it draws my attention to what he's doing and detracts from reality

I wake up feeling disgusted and angry. I didn't get to show Clarry the video, and at the end of dream as I am waking myself, annoyed at whatever it is causing the blockage in my dream, I'm not really sure he's even still around me to show him the video even if I could find it. Which I think is also done intentionally, to get me to give up looking. Something is interfering and blocking, yet again

This type of nonsense and bullshit, PISSES ME OFF 😡

I not only woke up and angry and disgusted at something interfering invisibly in the background, that I know is there, even if I can't see it ...

But also resolute in the fact, that whether it be in the dream, real world or otherwise, whether I can see him or not ...

If Clarry, or any other member of my family was, is, or has been left behind, or exploited and cut short in some way like this, so that they can't make a pilgrimage with the rest of us who were traveling ...

Then I'm not going either

Which means, to whatever is causing the problem ...

They have a big, BIG fucking problem

Because if I'm not going, there is no point in anyone going. Because nobody is fucking going without me

Which means, NOBODY IS FUCKING GOING

Real Life Experience - Fighter Jet Chasing Orb

This post is based on a real life experience. Not a dream or vision. What I saw really happened

I'm amused at what Donald Trump said:

“I have built a nuclear, a weapon, I have built a weapon system that nobody's ever had in this country before,”

“We have stuff that you haven't even seen or heard about. We have stuff that Putin and Xi have never heard about before,"

"There's nobody. What we have is incredible."

I highly doubt this

First of all, he doesn't have any nuclear weapons. At all. Full stop. None.

I know this for fact because nobody does

Either he is not privy to the nuclear truth, or he's lying

I would guess he's lying, because he lies about everything

Also,

The fact he's lying about this means that he's lying about everything

But, he is the 'King Of Lies', so what else should you expect?

All he does is lies

Secondly,

About the time when the U.S.A sent military to Darwin (sometime between 2012-2014) and you would see their fighters (I think they were the Junk Strike Fighter) over Darwin regularly ...

I came home early morning as the sun was rising. It would be between 6:30AM and 7:00AM

And over the top of my house I saw a fighter jet at low altitude, chasing a white glowing orb

The orb was (very obviously) toying with the fighter jet. It would let it get close, then it would zoom ahead of it at incredible speed, putting distance between them, where it would again stop and wait for the fighter jet to catch up

There is no possible way they can claim this orb was "one of theirs" or that they were testing something, because they would not have done it over a residential city at low altitude in the clearest visibility of any time of day

There was also no discernable reason you'd be chasing your new technology with your primitive technology

You don't need to chase a Lamborghini with a push bike to know the difference between them

The only possible reason you'd have to be chasing it, is if it's not yours ...

And what you were/are chasing it with, is the best you have

They haven't got anything like what Donald Trump is hinting they do ...

Either that, or he is seriously overstating what they do have

If what they have is so good, where is it?

You don't flex your muscles, from behind a curtain ....

It makes no sense

If they had it, they would either be showing it, to assert their dominance

Or they wouldn't be talking about it

The fact they are talking about it means they have nothing we haven't seen

The lies need to end

It makes me feel sick watching them, knowing that are lies

It's the epitome of terrorism

Delemare Bombing Range and Teotihuacan

I am in the bush with a man and a woman. They are talking about the things she needs for safety for driving her car out bush

This ties into a recurring dream I have about being stuck out in the middle of nowhere in my car in the outback after my car runs out of fuel, or something similar. Someone turns up to help me, when my all rights nobody should be driving down that road for very long periods of time. I would be surprised if one person drove down that dirt road every few days, to a week. Yet somehow, against the odds, someone turns up and gives me fuel to get out of there. The recurring dream is really familiar to me. The location is really familiar like it is somewhere in the Northern Territory of Australia and I had been there, but I haven't

I suggest to her that she should buy a flare gun for her car, so that if she ever gets in trouble out in the bush, she at least has a flare gun to signal for help

Then we are climbing up to sit on the side of a massive pyramid-like solid dirt hill structure

It is right on the edge of sundown where it's dark, but we can still see some light because of our elevation

It reminds me of Teotihuacan in its dimensions, except there are catchments etched into the side that I think are some type of sewerage treatment pools. I almost step in one (dunk my shoe)

We are sitting up the top and watching bombs, dropped from a aircraft, l go off in the distance. We are shockingly close to where they are being dropped. They see carpet bombing and we are way too close to where they are being dropped

"Are we in Delamere?" (Delamere Bombing Range) I ask the man and woman I am with. The man answers no, so I ask him where we are and he answers "Delamere"

I point out the fact that I just asked that and he said no, then answered that we are

The woman is amused by this

I watch two men in camouflage soldiers uniforms climbing silently up the side of the pyramid in the dark. They are trying to sneak up on us, but I see them moving in the dark from a mile away

"There are some men coming" I warn the other two, but they can't see them even when I tell them where they are coming from

They get to the top and ask for the woman by name. They have obviously found the car we came in parked down the bottom and ran her numberplate somehow (I'm surprised they are able to)

They start talking about charging her and I immediately get defensive, knowing that regardless of that they 'will do', I know what they 'aren't allowed to do'

They talk about trespassing on Commonwealth land and I immediately ask them "who comprises the Commonwealth?"

This is when they decide to fuck with me too

They report back on the radio that they've found the woman and that "the tree" is with them, referring to me

I start detailing to them very colourfully why they shouldn't fuck with me

"That's right mate I am the fucking tree ... and I'm seeding. Do you know what that means? It means you fuck with me, say goodbye to everything and everyone you love"

I start detailing everything I know about technology, physics, etc, that makes them and their military look like primitive cavemen playing with sticks and stones

As if to emphasise me point a brilliant white orb-like light appears in the darkness of the night behind me, just over my shoulder. Close enough that you can see the the glowing white core in the middle of it, as well as the whispy shell-like light surrounding it and gravitating around it

I start naming myself to them, in various names and understandings they may/might recognise, such as the Biblical Samael, stopping short of threatening them with them, because something (possibly the orb behind me) urges me to resist the anger I feel towards them

It's almost hatred I feel. Like a parent would feel that young children dare challenge them, except these aren't my children and these children think they have the right to lock me up ...

White hot hatred and raged anger

That I have to bite back

This reminds me of some of my song lyrics

"Heartache lies in store for the oppressed

Lighting pathways to the enemy

Drawing near

Holding hope in the fight that I will fight

Save my anger till the time is right

Have no fear

I am with you

Losing blood in a war which has no meaning

Breaking bones that I know will never heal

And as my life it

Pass before my eyes

I realise

That it was meant to be

Cause the memories I hold

Of the time that I was free

Have all but vanished

In the feeding of the empty

And all the reasons I held

And every I used to

Live right through this shit

Have all but vanished

In the feeding of the empty"

Being Briefed On Upcoming World Events, Including Famous Deaths

In my dream I was given a very detailed brief on upcoming events

Including being told the names of famous people who are going to die soon

This was done at the start of my dream so I don't remember much about it, except that it was very detailed, like watching a news report about the future

I do remember a couple of very particular and specific details about it, including one of the people who is supposed to die soon

I'll post some of the key points on here, but not the part about particular famous death

Reason being that I do not want to seen as precipitating such a event, or bringing negative focus on things which have yet come to be. And may or may not end up coming to be

I will however put a private post with these details in order to see if it precipitates naturally/organically without me having external influence outside myself

This is a test of means beyond purpose. No insensitivity is intended with what things may/might come to be, or may/might not come to be

The things I will include about upcoming events here are relative occurrences to the list of events I was given, not the exact list themselves

This is because I cannot remember the exact list I was given in detail (bar the one particular upcoming death) but ...

In the dream, when I remembered the briefing I was given, it was as if I woke up, thinking that I was awake and I consciously needed to write this down

I remember the one upcoming death I had been warned of in my dream, very clearly, while still in my dream. And that I had been given a whole list of other things ...

Then I saw a series of things that I believe are related to this

Meaning they are not the exact, blunt and direct list of events I was given, but ...

I believe they are very directly linked

.....

I'm getting on a train

The train stops and picks up a couple of trailers that are shunted onto the back and connected

I climb onto the train through the caboose

It is old 50's style train

Train

The train is owned and operated my Mini Mouse

Disney

I feel as though I know her personally

The train leaves

The water fountain isn't working. They are working on it

For some reason, the water fountain goes right down into the ground below the deck and the train is impossibly big at this stage

Some type of plumbing or water treatment. Or possibly some type of gas works. Somewhere with allot of pipes and peoples working on those pipes

I need a drink of water

I see Tom Cruise on the train. He is talking to someone about the train

They are patronising him/mocking him while they talk to him

He thinks his new modern trains, like the ones he's used in his movies, are better than Mini Mouses old traditional train. He doesn't know why they haven't upgraded/updated

They joke about how he doesn't understand vintage things including telling him they were a fan of his acting and they loved him in Predator (a movie he didn't star in) and that they used to had a T-Shirt with him on it, for "some action movie"

You can tell they are mocking him. They think they are being funny, but they come off as being pretentious to everyone else and a little facetious to Tom Cruise as far as whatever he is talking to them about

You can tell he Tom Cruise is angry and unimpressed

The person he is talking to is the sort of arrogant person you want to punch in the face without even knowing them, just by their actions. And I'm not even talking to them

The part that makes them so arrogant is that they actually think they are funny, making jokes that nobody else but them thinks is funny, directly to someone's face, in such a way that it seems they have honestly deluded themselves into thinking they are funny and other people find them funny

They keep turning to others around them and smirking at their own jokes, as if seeking a response from those around them, to which they get wry smiles from their enablers

Probably 'paid' employee enablers, I would guess. They deserve a punch in the head too for enabling the pompous fetter

Then I see a famous football team on the train

I ask one of them for a drink of water. He hands me his cold bottle of water and I drink a good third-to-half the bottle, much to his disliking watching me

I immediately tell him not to worry that I drank so much, I'm about to go get some water and I'll bring him some back

He says OK

I go pick up my wallet(s) with the intention of finding a shop or vending machine on the train to buy some water for myself and to replace what I took from the footballer

I was so thirsty

For some reason, I have more than one wallet

Something to do with multiple/hidden accounts, money, or the financial system

More Electric Blue Visions - Aircraft Carrier - Submarine - Sea Creature And Purple Laser

I had more visions now while trying to go to sleep

These images are crystal clear and realistic. Not like dreams. They feel like these were something external I was being shown

Like watching a movie except way too realistic to be a movie

I saw a aircraft carrier being peppered from the sky by what I initially thought to be bullets

Except they were passing straight through the deck of the ship and out the side as if the steel offered no resistance

I don't think these are bullets. I think these were meteors entering the atmosphere from space, going straight through the ship punching neat and perfect holes right through it

Then I saw the ship (Aircraft carrier) tip on it side roughly in less than a second

I immediately sensed that nobody inside was in a good way after it tipped

I sensed all the carnage of planes and everything inside the ship being sent flying across the ship as it tipped, smashing into the walls

The level of destruction just from tipping on its side actually shocked me

I'm not sure what tipped it on its side. Whether it was the meteors hitting the deck, or if it was a wave

My guess was that it was ocean surge. Not exactly a wave, just a massive swell right under the ship, rising up enough to tip it fully on its side

I sensed they were going to call for help, but something was going to make sure they couldn't ...

And that they would not receive help

Then I saw water flooding compartments

Not like a Hollywood movie, this didn't foam up like fine white-water wash would at atmospheric pressure ...

The water rushing into the pressurised cabins rippled and gleaned like diamonds. There was no white-water in it

I guess this must be what it looks like inside a submarine when it bursts and water rushes in deep at sea

They way it fills the cabins under pressure is nothing like in the movies. It is clean. You can see into the water and it fills like a wall, pushing through the cabin vertically, not horizontally from the ground up

And the way the pressure holds the water together to ripple as the wall approaches you is actually kinda beautiful

The water is clear and your can see every detail of what it has swallowed

I'm engulfed by the water and I feel my ears pop from the pressure. It is just like when pressure changes and you pop your ears normally, except that this came after the rush of water filled all sense in the room, like a rushing of sound, bringing silence. Not unlike submerging your head in water normally, except this was way deeper in all senses of the word

And when my ears popped it wasn't to equalise pressure, my ear drums had literally exploded under the pressure

I saw blood leaking into the water around me and I knew it was coming from my ears

Yet somehow, I could still hear a muffled scream through water coming from someone near by

For a moment I wondered why they were bothering

There was no pain really

And there was no way we were going to survive it, so why scream?

I felt strangely at peace knowing I was dead and hoped that whoever was screaming would let go and also find peace, as I slipped away and drowned

Then I saw the front of a massive ship, sunken underwater

Something like the titanic, except it had a rounded bow similar to a massive modern freight ship

A blue lighted electrical-like energy approached it and I saw a purple laser-like beam come out of it to hit the bow of the ship. Almost like it was scanning it

Then something started happening to the ship. I'm not sure what it was and it's impossible to explain. It's like the ship was somehow being resurrected, but whatever it was they were doing, I think it was somehow out of the bounds of our reality to see, or understand ...

Because what I was seeing doesn't make sense

It's like the molecules of the ship, or physics of our reality itself, was somehow being altered

I can't really comprehend what it was I was seeing

Then I watched a electrical blue electric-like energy or entity, whatever it is (not sure if it is the same one) moving through the water of an ocean

It looked like a black cloud, with blue electrical ripples passing through it

It moved though the ocean as if it was pouring through itself, or constantly reshaping its own energy as it moved

Then I saw something rising out of the ocean. Like a hurricane trapped inside a controlled vortex, slowed down on the surface of the ocean, reaching up to the sky

Immense in size. Like a artificially created hurricane

The centre spire was perfect, with geometric arms, like wisp clouds, coming off in random directions, with no apparent uniformity or symmetry. Yet you could sense that in all It's randomness, it was perfectly designed

The ocean churned underneath it, impossibly deep to be natural

Yet all the spray and effect surrounding it seemed almost paused and contained, like it were inside a machine

Within the cloud of its centre spire I saw a solid column emerge as if materialising out of nowhere

Then electrical patterns cascading in a perfect containment circle around the storm, folding over on itself, to hit the ocean

Watching it, I got the sense like a fucking city was surfacing from out of nowhere in the middle of the ocean ...

And that the storm was some type of portal, gateway or teleportation system to bring the city through, in or out of our reality

Then the temporal space around what was coming through compressed and looked like a saucer sitting on the water at the bottom of the storm ...

Like a electrical blueprint for something that hadn't fully materialised yet

Electric Blue Eye And Pyramid

I had a vision of a electric blue eye, with long eyelashes

A stream of luminous light came snaking out of the eye, like water made of billions of tiny little lights

Then I saw a stone pyramid, without a peak

On the flat top a blue flame was burning. Except this wasn't fire. It looked like some type of electrical energy

The blue electric flame had 4 peaks reaching up like a claw, spinning slowly

Inside, other geometric designs formed within the blue energy

The design kept changing and rotating within the spinning flame, relative to its spin, but at their own different speeds

I was going to ignore this vision because I'm just too unhappy, lonely and miserable to care at the moment ...

But something told me it was important to write down

....

Oh, I forgot that this image started with me sitting in the dark, bored and withdrawn ...

I realised that the billions of tiny white dots that make up the "fuzz" over my eyesight, are actually my connection to the billions of people in this world. If not more, all life

I saw the eye, the colour spewed out in a stream from the eye ...

Then the bit that I forgot ...

All the blue colour spiraled up around itself in a strange vortex, rising and falling upon itself, creating more and more complex patterns, until it turned into fibres within something plant-like

These fibres grew in patterns, to a seed, then a seedling, then a plant

Then a big red flower, much bigger than a rose

A whole bush around it, that turned into a tree

Then ... I saw the pyramid

...

After I original wrote this and before I added the bit I missed about the tree ...

I saw blue shapes of a tree, turn into green and red electrical like patterns emanating from a spine

Or at least that's what it looked like. I couldn't see the body, only the electrical patterns spreading out like a web

Then I saw complex webs of blue light moving through a heart

They collapsed and fell from the heart and more patterns exactly the same emerged in their place

As if they had been cut and fell, only to reappear exactly where they were cut from

Then there was some type of cavernous expanse like a thin horizontal cave with a really low, narrow roof, stretching out in all directions as far as you can see

Thin columns of stone joined the ground and roof, like string cheese stretched from a pizza

All electrical blue

A blue energy pulsated through it

I heard something, warning something else (not me) that this is where they were going to end up

Then I see the blue electrical outline of a massive spider

Then a whole lot of cascading images of the spider moving around, lost in the cavern

No other life

Something told me that this may/might be what the Christian "Hell" is based on, except this seemed worse. There was nothing here. Nothing but stone to be found in all directions

And a big spider, that seemed to be all alone

I felt a bite on the back of me neck. Really felt it, like I had really been bitten. Except I knew that nothing had bitten me. It was merely a example to something, of something they needed to be shown, as part of the warning

I knew it was for someone else, somewhere

I momentarily thought of Kate Middleton, though I have no idea what the relation is to her. I think she may/might be merely symbolic of/to whoever is being warned

Before this second vision/experience started. Or should I say, at the start of it ...

I saw a long and perfect 5-pointed star (pentagram) with 2 points facing up, 1 point down ...

It had a small circle passing through the middle of it and inside the points of the star outside the circle were some strange type of symbols. Similar to cuneiform, but I couldn't recognise it as any known language. Though, I couldn't see it well. It was more of a feeling that it wasn't any language I would know or recognise

All of it in the same electric blue colour