*** Dreamt Oct 29-30, 2008 ***
I was in my house talking to my roommates in the kitchen. I decided to go to the front room to watch tv or something, and as I was headed that I way I noticed Michael (our former roommate) coming up the porch. I hadn't seen Michael in some time, so I was pretty happy to see him.
"What's up?!?", I said as he approached the door.
"Oh not much, man. I just wanted to see how that mechanic worked out.", he replied.
You see, in real life I'd spoken with him on the phone a few days prior and asked him about where to get my car door repaired, and he'd recommended a mechanic to me.
"Ya know", I said. "I haven't been able to contact him. I left him a message, but he hasn't called back." This is true, it happened in real life.
"Oh, that's weird", He replied.
Then I woke up.
***
Well last night (the day following that dream), Michael actually DID just drop by our house. It wasn't quite the same circumstances...in my dream it was light outside and in real life when he showed up it was already dark; also in my dream he was wearing a brown flannel shirt whereas in real life he was wearing his lifeguard hoodie. Still, I couldn't help but find it interesting how after not having seen Michael for at least a couple of months, that I had a dream about him dropping by and then he actually dropped by, all in the same 24-hour period.
....oooOOOOOoooo.....
Friday, October 31, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Those crazy apostates...
Here's a doozey of a dream from not too long ago...
*** Dreamt Oct 12-13, 2008 ***
I'd moved to the East coast, I'm thinking New Hampshire or possibly the Boston area...I think in my dream it was actually one of those two, then switched to the other. Anyway, I decided to go check out my ward there, and when I got there I found that their Sunday services were QUITE different than those to which I'd grown accustomed. We all arrived at church, and immediately people started asking me who I was and why I was there, I explained that I'd just moved from Utah, but that I was LDS, so it was okay...I was SUPPOSED to be there. They seemed a bit concerned about me being there, but I WAS, after all, LDS, so they let me be, but they all kept staring at me with worried looks on their faces.
We were all suddenly on a huge wooden boat. An ark, really. I lazily walked around while people stared at me cautiously. Every now and then I'd open a door to see what was inside, and more often than not there were several people in long robes and pointy hands, who'd notice me and then shout, "No no no! Get out!" at me.
Eventually we landed at our destination, which looked like a really big, stone, oil platform. People formed lines and we filed out towards illuminated kiosks in the stone. When you made it to the front of the line, you'd put your name in a little glass tube, put that tube into a drop box, then slide the drop box into the big structure...after a few moments, the drop box would re-open, and have on it 2 numbers. The numbers showed you when you'd be resurrected...the first number was the day of the resurrection, and the second was the order on that day. My number was "6 23", which meant that I'd be the 23rd person resurrected on the 6th day of the resurrection.
At about this point I realized what was going on here; these Latter Day Saints were following the principles taught in D&C Section 42, which had been deemed not doctrine was NOT to be followed.
Something needed to be done.
I called my home ward and asked for assistance, explaining the Section 42 situation. They immediately sent out Bishop Drake, a member of my parents' stake high council. It was good to see Bishop Drake, and the two of us headed back to the ark so he could see what was going on. We, again, took the ark out to the stone platform, and he agreed this was a bad situation. We walked around the ark a bit more, and came to a room where Jesus was. ...Yep.
He'd, actually, come in answer to our prayer to destroy these lost souls. I didn't actually see them destroyed, but I knew he'd done so. So we were standing there, thanking him for coming, and he was very courteous, and was saying things like, "Oh, it's nothing. That's what I'm here for." Then I decided this was a great opportunity to find out some good info, so I asked him what I needed to do to become rich. He said, "Okay, write this down...", I grabbed and pencil and paper and waited on bated breath. "www.FunkyNeonFish.com", he said to me. I wrote it down...then I looked up, confused, "really?" I asked. "Nah", he said. We all had a good laugh at his joke. Then he asked me, "Do you REALLY need to know what to do to become rich?" I thought about it, and realized I really didn't, so I said, "No...I guess I don't". He seemed satisfied with that.
We thanked him, and started to leave as he knelt down to pray. Somehow, via prayer, he was going to leave as well.
I came out of the ark and my family was all there, and we started off down the street towards an open-air mall just ahead. It was about then, that I realized I was in my underwear, which - surprisingly - didn't make me feel overly ashamed, except that there was a huge hole in the butt of them. I grabbed an 8.5"x11" piece of paper to hold behind me to cover the hole, and I decided that at the next place available, I'd buy a pair of jeans.
*** ***
For those interested, D&C 42 is DEFINITELY not a good section to not follow. It's the "Law of the Church"...spelling out the responsibilities of priesthood holders, and dictating much about how things in the church are to be carried out.
*** Dreamt Oct 12-13, 2008 ***
I'd moved to the East coast, I'm thinking New Hampshire or possibly the Boston area...I think in my dream it was actually one of those two, then switched to the other. Anyway, I decided to go check out my ward there, and when I got there I found that their Sunday services were QUITE different than those to which I'd grown accustomed. We all arrived at church, and immediately people started asking me who I was and why I was there, I explained that I'd just moved from Utah, but that I was LDS, so it was okay...I was SUPPOSED to be there. They seemed a bit concerned about me being there, but I WAS, after all, LDS, so they let me be, but they all kept staring at me with worried looks on their faces.
We were all suddenly on a huge wooden boat. An ark, really. I lazily walked around while people stared at me cautiously. Every now and then I'd open a door to see what was inside, and more often than not there were several people in long robes and pointy hands, who'd notice me and then shout, "No no no! Get out!" at me.
Eventually we landed at our destination, which looked like a really big, stone, oil platform. People formed lines and we filed out towards illuminated kiosks in the stone. When you made it to the front of the line, you'd put your name in a little glass tube, put that tube into a drop box, then slide the drop box into the big structure...after a few moments, the drop box would re-open, and have on it 2 numbers. The numbers showed you when you'd be resurrected...the first number was the day of the resurrection, and the second was the order on that day. My number was "6 23", which meant that I'd be the 23rd person resurrected on the 6th day of the resurrection.
At about this point I realized what was going on here; these Latter Day Saints were following the principles taught in D&C Section 42, which had been deemed not doctrine was NOT to be followed.
Something needed to be done.
I called my home ward and asked for assistance, explaining the Section 42 situation. They immediately sent out Bishop Drake, a member of my parents' stake high council. It was good to see Bishop Drake, and the two of us headed back to the ark so he could see what was going on. We, again, took the ark out to the stone platform, and he agreed this was a bad situation. We walked around the ark a bit more, and came to a room where Jesus was. ...Yep.
He'd, actually, come in answer to our prayer to destroy these lost souls. I didn't actually see them destroyed, but I knew he'd done so. So we were standing there, thanking him for coming, and he was very courteous, and was saying things like, "Oh, it's nothing. That's what I'm here for." Then I decided this was a great opportunity to find out some good info, so I asked him what I needed to do to become rich. He said, "Okay, write this down...", I grabbed and pencil and paper and waited on bated breath. "www.FunkyNeonFish.com", he said to me. I wrote it down...then I looked up, confused, "really?" I asked. "Nah", he said. We all had a good laugh at his joke. Then he asked me, "Do you REALLY need to know what to do to become rich?" I thought about it, and realized I really didn't, so I said, "No...I guess I don't". He seemed satisfied with that.
We thanked him, and started to leave as he knelt down to pray. Somehow, via prayer, he was going to leave as well.
I came out of the ark and my family was all there, and we started off down the street towards an open-air mall just ahead. It was about then, that I realized I was in my underwear, which - surprisingly - didn't make me feel overly ashamed, except that there was a huge hole in the butt of them. I grabbed an 8.5"x11" piece of paper to hold behind me to cover the hole, and I decided that at the next place available, I'd buy a pair of jeans.
*** ***
For those interested, D&C 42 is DEFINITELY not a good section to not follow. It's the "Law of the Church"...spelling out the responsibilities of priesthood holders, and dictating much about how things in the church are to be carried out.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Jurassic Camp
I've had several good dreams in the last few weeks that I've been delinquent on posting...I'll try to get them up here in the next few days...
*** Dreamt October 1-2, 2008 ***
I was at a scout camp. Not really sure what camp it was...one of the big scout camps where several troops are up there at a time, each for a week. It was quite late at night, and there had just been some big camp-wide meeting around a big campfire. Now that the meeting was over it was time for the individual groups to return to their respective camps.
As we headed back I noticed how well lit the whole camp seemed to be, despite the late hour. I mentioned it and another scout told me it was because of the crystals. I hadn't noticed them until just then, but suddenly I noticed that all over the camp there were these little ponds (about the size of a big swimming pool someone would have in their backyard) and right next to each pond was a tripod build from 3 tall logs lashed together at the top, upon which rested a rather huge (probably the size of a small car), blueish, glowing stone. I was very impressed by them, and understood that they were there so that people could swim in the ponds at night.
I made my way up to where my camp was, and when I got there I discovered I was at the Ray B. West building (the English department) at Utah State University. I climbed some stairs until I was on the 3rd floor, then I went over to one of the windows that faced the Quad, and to my horror I saw a 20-foot tall Tyrannosaurus Rex-like dinosaur causing mass mayhem. It was chasing students around, snapping at them, and shoving them with it's nose. At one point I was sure it was going to eat somebody, but then it just shoved him to the ground. I was scared, but rather puzzled why it wasn't eating anybody. Then I saw the baby dinosaur!! Another T-Rex-like monster, maybe 10 feet tall came into view and I realized the big one wasn't eating them, it was herding them so the baby could eat them!!
***
It was about then that I woke up. No actual blood or carnage, but still, somewhat unnerving.
*** Dreamt October 1-2, 2008 ***
I was at a scout camp. Not really sure what camp it was...one of the big scout camps where several troops are up there at a time, each for a week. It was quite late at night, and there had just been some big camp-wide meeting around a big campfire. Now that the meeting was over it was time for the individual groups to return to their respective camps.
As we headed back I noticed how well lit the whole camp seemed to be, despite the late hour. I mentioned it and another scout told me it was because of the crystals. I hadn't noticed them until just then, but suddenly I noticed that all over the camp there were these little ponds (about the size of a big swimming pool someone would have in their backyard) and right next to each pond was a tripod build from 3 tall logs lashed together at the top, upon which rested a rather huge (probably the size of a small car), blueish, glowing stone. I was very impressed by them, and understood that they were there so that people could swim in the ponds at night.
I made my way up to where my camp was, and when I got there I discovered I was at the Ray B. West building (the English department) at Utah State University. I climbed some stairs until I was on the 3rd floor, then I went over to one of the windows that faced the Quad, and to my horror I saw a 20-foot tall Tyrannosaurus Rex-like dinosaur causing mass mayhem. It was chasing students around, snapping at them, and shoving them with it's nose. At one point I was sure it was going to eat somebody, but then it just shoved him to the ground. I was scared, but rather puzzled why it wasn't eating anybody. Then I saw the baby dinosaur!! Another T-Rex-like monster, maybe 10 feet tall came into view and I realized the big one wasn't eating them, it was herding them so the baby could eat them!!
***
It was about then that I woke up. No actual blood or carnage, but still, somewhat unnerving.
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