Passing Through Realms Or Realms Of Reality

I woke up in my room

At least it looked like my room

I was in the same house and same bedroom, but it looked like the future

It was clear, full-colour and as real-looking as being awake in this world

My bed is in a different position in the room. Set in the middle of the South end of the room, with my feet facing North

Where as my bed is now, normally (as it has been for 7-8 years) against the South wall with my feet facing East

I pick up a measuring cup next to my bed I use for feeding my tropical and native fish in the morning

I have a large tank with clown loaches, kuhlii loaches, black widow tetra, black neon tetra, runny nose tetra and guppies

But the tank also contains some beautiful and (relatively) rare native fish Mary River rainbowfish, only found in particular creeks off one particular river in the world and a school of threadfin rainbowfish that are only found in one particular swamp in the world

I say relatively rare, but the fish are not endangered, or as risk. It is just rare for them to be seen inside someones fish tank

I am probably one of the only people in the world that has them in a home aquarium

I tell you this, to give you context and understand why I freak out in a moment

For some reason I have left the feed cup by the bed, which I never do

And for some reason it has a dried version of the bloodworms I normally feed them in the bottom of the cup

As if it had been left out in the sun to dry out all the water and harden

I add water from another cup next to my bed to redehydrate the contents of the cup, and the dried contents on the bottom not only form hydrate back into food, it is live food. A small school of tiny fish

Something that confuses me for a moment. But the fish will love it

I walk out to do my morning routine and pour it in the tank, but now the cup of covered in ants as well somehow

The fish won't mind. They probably love eating some live ants off the surface of the water, so I tip the cup into the tank and wash it through the water

Then I notice the neon light is not working on the tank

Not just this, but the water-level is way higher than I set it to

My sister, who lives with me, is there and I ask her about why the water-level is so high and the the light isn't working, while I try fix it, by re-seating the tube

The light comes on and the tank water is milky

So milky, that I can't see anything in the tank

I instantly freak out, realising something very bad has happened

I look on the shelf above where all the food and medications sit, but they are gone

They must be in the tank!

I stick my hand into the tank as quickly as I can go pull out the bottles which must be leaking in the tank. There is formaldehyde and all sorts of different poisons that could be leaking in the water

Of course, in the real world, the bottles wouldn't leak, they would simply float in the water, but it all happened so quickly, I didn't have time to rationalise anything but what must have happened for the water to be so milky

But in the water I found nothing

I couldn't feel anything in the tank at all

"There is nothing in there" I told me sister. "No fish. No ornaments. No plants. Nothing"

As I'm standing there looking at the tank, reasoning how this could be possible, trying to work out what happened ...

Reality starts shifting

My vision flashes between layered realms and realities

I could have even been moving through time

The tank stayed almost exactly the same, but everything about it flashed between different realities

The contents of the tank shifted

I saw a tank with a turtle in it, instead of fish

Then flashes of different tank set ups

Some with different ornaments

Some with logs

Some with different fish. Different lighting

"Hold on", I said to my sister. "I think my vision is returning"

Though it felt a little strange to me that the dimensions of reality were visibly shifting in front of my eyes, it felt more as though I was confused, and a little annoyed, as to 'why' it was happening

I focused on the tank and it felt like I was concentrating on realigning the correct version of reality

Like manually tuning in an old television set

Returning myself back to my native world/realm and reality

The tank eventually returned to normal, like flicking through different channels, overlayed on top of each other

The turtle and all other versions of the tank disappeared and I was back where I should be

I woke up here, for real this time, in my bed

And immediately went out to check on my fish. Who were thankfully, all alive and happy

Missing Girl Found By Devil

A poster of a missing girl is on a billboard

I look at the billboard and as the post

Family and friends are heartbroken. Starting to give up, thinking she is dead

Even I think she is dead to begin with

I decide to help them find out for sure

I summon the effigy of a woman and drape a black cloth over her face

I place my hand on the cloth, covering her face

I start speaking an unknown language. Sounds similar to Latin, but is definitely not Latin. Something tells me it is Aramaic, but I'm not sure

The effigy squirms under my hand, but I hold her still. Holding her down by the face, without hurting her,  or suffocating her

I move in close, while I "connect" with the missing girl through her

"She is alive" I say out loud to her loved ones in the dream

I see an image of the girls face on the effigy, as the black cloth falls away

At first it is the face of a dead woman. Eyes bulging in her head

But then the eyes retract back into their sockets and are breathes in heavily

The effigy changes into me talking to the woman directly, through her dreams

I tell her that she needs to tell those who are looking for her that she is alive

At first she ignores me

Goes about her business

So I warn her again. It feels like this is a second visit on another night. Thought it is only seconds apart for me

This time I am much, much clearer in what I tell her. Telling her that I wasn't asking her to do it, I was telling her. She must do it

She asks who, or what I am

I tell her I'm the Devil

She asks me to repeat, as if she misheard me

So I say it again, this time with very clear emphasis on each syllable

I ... AM ... THE ... DEV ... IL

A second later, I see her knocking on someones front door

They great get excitedly, hugging her, exclaiming "You're alive!"

The girl, whether she cares to admit it or not, is very happy

She is giggling as they hug her and fuss all over her

😊

A meeting of the Archangels / Council of Angels - The return of the Lion

 

A Meeting Of The Archangels – Return Of The Lion

I am amongst a group of people

It is like we are being ripped through dimensions

Half, not by choice

There is a flood and people are evacuating

A group, or council of people are being taken from their place in the real world, into this middle realm

A massive flood, hitting a stone city with a large centre lock/keep of water, with 5 long walkways around the outside supporting it

Most evacuate within a boat. A woman is intentionally left behind. But is given the key to finding lost translations of important texts, hidden within their library

It is hard to explain. But the woman was about to die

But, at the same time, it was necessary. She was left behind in the floods and given time to find the translations. So that the texts would enable her to meet us on the other side of death

Somehow, through her understanding, she would end up where we were going

It was like the souls of people from all over time and space, in what we would call our real world, being ripped through into one particular place for a meeting

I see the inside of car as it passes over layers of different realities into this world where we are meeting

The car attaches itself to a modern city sky-scraper, bending the laws of physics, the car begins to twist and climb straight up the side of the building like an elevator

The person in the car seems to understand they are being taken somewhere. And they don't seem too happy about it, sighing, as they are basically carried by the ferryman to this other realm/world

We are in some type of in-between realm. Where the real world, and some sort of other world combine

People have real eyes. We are conscious. But the physics of the world are thin, like in the dream realm

Colours are washed out, so the world has a grey “black and white” tone to it, but the colour is far smoother and full, somehow, than it is in our world

There is a group of around 30 or 40 men and women in the room

We appear to be communicating about what needs be done in this world

The communication is instant and unspoken

Nobody seems to say a word. But all questions and answers are somehow considered in a shared understanding almost instantly

“We need to return the Lion”

I say this out-loud. The first words spoken in voice amongst the group

Immediately I understand that we are something similar to what people would call Archangels in this world

Though I understand what Archangels really are, this is the best way I can think of to describe what the people in the room are

None of us know each other. But we are all instinctively thinking and feeling as one group

Most of the Archangels in the room have no idea what I am referring to

Though none of them speak, or disrespect what is being said. They simply listen

“There is only 4 of us here who are old enough to remember it”

I look to 3 others in the room. All of which are standing in the same corner of the room, around the table I am seated at, talking to them

I sense a common feeling amongst all the younger Archangels. Like we are being presumptuous to assume we are the 4 oldest. Some find it amusing. Others find it insulting

There is a mood amongst them, as if this is a mock process

They are so adapt at projecting their emotional connections, that while speaking, I start to feel like I am an actor, playing out lines

Like everything I am saying is a joke

It is like a shared emotional consciousness, mocking me, because, in their eyes, I have the audacity to assume that I am amongst one of the 4 oldest in the room

I have the audacity to assume I understand something that they do not

I understand what is happening through our connection. And I carry on, regardless

“What do you think?” I ask one of the other 3 oldest in the room

Two of them are older looking men, who look like they are well into their 60's or 70's

The 3^rd, standing in the corner near the door, has his head down against the wall. Avoiding looking at everyone in the room, or letting them see his eyes

He looks to be in his 20's or 30's. One of the younger looking people in the room. He is also one of the most aesthetically “good looking” of the Archangels in the room. Strangely attactive

He says nothing and it feels as though he wishes to be left alone. Like he is only there out of necessity

The one I am speaking to, is one of the older men

I look into his eyes as I am talking to him, and they are as real as the eyes of any I would look into, in the real waking world

I get the sense that he is also sense the shared feeling amongst the rest of the younger Archangels, mocking. He is as aware of it as I am, but he also ignores it and persists

The general feeling I get, is that we can't blame them for not believing that they are not amongst the 4 oldest in the room

Most of them have no idea how old they are

Most of them also have no idea who any of the others in the room are. For many of them, this is likely the first time any of them, have met any of the rest of us

They cannot be blamed for a trait that is inherent to their nature, so we ignore them, slightly bemused, and he answers me

“I have my wife” he said

He talks about his need to keep her, and follow whatever course is necessary to do so

Something which is a near identical consideration to why I believe the meeting is being called. To address the issue of balance. And what to do about it

Though there are two others in the room that are old enough to know what the Lion is, and what I referring to, it seems that I only need the consensus of the one amongst them I have already spoken to

Not that I don't/didn't want their opinion. But it feels more like, for whatever reason, I could sense they did not want, or need to give one. Or, they would possibly simply go along with whatever I, and the Archangel I spoke to decided

The room morphs into a pulsating centre of force, gravity and all physics. Like reality itself formed down to a pearl-shell coloured vortex of power, that feels like the source of all creation itself

I became semi-conscious at this state. Both still seeing this pulsating energy, and also seeing my room around me at the same time

“We will return to the Lion” it said

My head throbbed and I could feel my consciousness talk along with it

I see powerful flash of the symbol of the pyramid, with an eye inside its top peak

Suddenly all the younger Angels are very silent, and understand their place

The mocking feeling shrank and disappeared very quickly, like children who suddenly realised they were in trouble and needed to shut up and listen

The overall sense and shared feeling, was of something very serious. Like a decision or verdict being handed down in court

Something powerful speaks/spoke through me, addressing them so they could all hear, and the message would be very clear, and clearly received

But it also spoke though me, to me

It is hard to describe

It feels like your conscious mind throbbing inside your own head to speak, so that your words and thoughts are perfectly in sync and are 100% your own. But they are also 100% not your own

Like another part of you somewhere, and the part of you that are here, momentarily talk together, so that what is there, can say something through you here

Something you may not entirely understand. Or sometimes, you even find yourself speaking languages fluently, that you don't quite understand (or understand at all). Sometimes, directly to people who do understand that language

It is me, but only in what it needs to speak. It is with me. Through me. As me. But as more than me

As such, I am paraphrasing what it said below, from what I can remember hearing of it, as I was waking up

The way it spoke these things was far more authoritative and eloquent than I have written them here

I also did not hear all of what was said. But I think this is because I do not need to

The details and nature of what was being said, are supposed become very apparent to this world soon enough

At least, that's the very definitive and final sense I got, from what was being said

Enough so that I decided to write this and post it for perpetuity. So none can say it wasn't ordained

[quote]“The Lion is to be returned”

“Do you know what this symbol means? What it truly means?” (Referring to the symbol of the pyramid with an eye inside its upper peak)

“It is a symbol which means that all are welcome under its banner”

“In places where this symbol is flown. Truth must be given”

“Churches will be allowed to remain, but only under condition”

“They can be open as places of hope. But they must give truth, and must be free to all. As the Lion allows them freely to exist”

“Any who seek the Church, must be told of, offered, and given access to the Lion, and to the original understand, first”

“Any who are already with the Church, must be told of the Lion. Who came before. From which their Church comes”

“Knowing the Lion. It will then be their choice if they wish to consider and accept the additional considerations, offerings, teachings and Gods, of the Church”

“The Churches must acknowledge the Lion and original understanding, and allow its access to all”

“As the Lion will also allow the Church to continue its alternate and additional considerations of possibility, under such condition”

“The Lion must be acknowledged by Churches, as their origin, or they will not be allowed to continue their versions of the original understanding”

“Only then, will they be allowed to freely consider additional offerings and interpretations”

“In turn the original understanding of the Lion, will be offered to all, without exception, or restriction”

“Any who attempt to limit or oppose access to truth, the Lion and light, must be addressed. In the same way that people will be allowed to continue alternate considerations”

It went on to say that under the Lion,

“Voices “speaking” into the minds of children would not be allowed, except in the circumstance that the child was very sick and needed/needs comfort”

“In all lands under the Lion, communion would no longer be allowed”

“And baptism would not be allowed to be carried out. Until such time as the child had been properly taught and versed in the Lion and allowed access to original understanding”

“After this, when they were old enough to make their own choice, the child could decide to become a member under alternate considerations, such as with choosing Churches or Gods. And by/through such, things such as Baptism. But they must understand the Lion first and be allowed access to the original understanding”[/quote]

Though it was very specifically referring to Churches within what it was saying, I get the feeling and understanding, that this also applies to things such as Government and other groups and societies

That they must freely offer the original understanding to all, or not be allowed to continue with their own considerations in this world. Alternate or otherwise

Most interesting to me is that "Any under the banner of the pyramid and eye, must give truth"

This means the American Government will need to come clean about everything, including things like 911

MOVIE - Premonition Of War

I had a clear vision of what seemed to be a movie

A future society based on honor and honesty

A group of young friends are concerned when one of them has a premonition of War

An upcoming event, where a meeting of worlds, is supposed to bring about an alliance and peace

But his premonition is that their culture needs to go against their normal rule of life and be distrustful, and prepared for war

When another of the same group of friends has a clear premonition of the same war, the friends write a document petitioning their Government, as is the way amongst their people

Such is their system of honour and honesty, that when 5 people come together to write such official petitions, they are taken very seriously

So seriously, that the document brought before their Government threatens to bring their world to the brink of War

Ethereal Meeting With American Man Who Spread COVID and his friend who tries infecting me

At first I hear someone talking about COVID

"It wasn't released in Wuhan. It was released in the Province by a dermal patch

The person later traveled to Wuhan"

Then I am sitting at some bar where crazy rich Asian men have intravenous drips attached to a big alcoholic beverage

They say it is like 300% alcohol. The best way to drink

I pass on the experience

Then I am sitting across from an American man in his 50's or 60's. At a table full of other people in a pub

I don't know how, but I know he is responsible for releasing COVID

"How did you release it?" I asked him

"Release what?" he asked me

Suddenly we are not so much asleep

Something takes over inside me and both he and I go semi-lucid within our meeting inside the dream state

I point to a pile of souvenirs on a keyring he is carrying around with him

You have all the markers. You've been to all the locations

I start listing the places he has deployed the virus

America

Australia

Japan

Costa Rica

I am very interested in the fact he released it in Costa Rica. This seems to me, now that I think about it awake, to be the place he visited that will be his downfall and get them all caught

The only one I couldn't get is where exactly he released the virus in Europe

I asked him where in Europe he deployed the virus

He has stopped talking to me. But he has no choice but to listen

"You are originally from Belarus, aren't you?" I said to him. More pointing out I knew where he was originally from, than asking a question

He is uncomfortable, but laughs at me, as if I am the one who is playing a dangerous game

"Istanbul?" I ask him. Suddenly drawn to another place he has been in his past

He looks me directly in the eyes and I sense he is thinking about bringing me to the attention of his handlers

He takes a Polaroid picture of me. Rolls it up and eats it

His eyes are real, as we look at each other

"Go ahead" I tell him. "When they find out who I am, they will kill you"

I clap on a box in my hand

He looks around expecting something to happen. But nothing does

Then, just as he starts laughing at me

A man walks up out of nowhere and grabs him in a loose choker hold from behind. A policeman is walking next to him

They say something to him and leave

He instantly tries to mirror me. Throw whatever I have done back at me

Something tells me, he is trying to see me infected with COVID

I laugh back at him, telling him to go ahead. And that I am naturally immune

The mirroring he is carrying out comes to effect

A person wraps their arm around me in a loose sleeper hold and carefully sticks a ultra-fine pin, like an acupuncture needle, directly into the middle of the bridge of my nose. As to try infect me with whatever the needle was dipped in

I taste it instantly in my sinus. But I am not worried. It won't effect me

Neither will the mirroring

I easily overpower the persons grip

I pull the needle out and quickly jam it as deep as I can push it into the bridge of their own nose

They weren't expecting it

I pushed it so deep that it felt like it penetrated the bone in their body

The big difference between us, is I'll be fine

He, wherever he is, and whoever he is, will be very, very sick

He got whacked with his own stick