(Liatris Spicata Gayfeather)

The Fog

I dreamt of working in a secret organization, where we were making last minute preparations before we knew a calamitous “fog” would come. This involved us moving animals – I think in this case a small cow – between preserves and securing the reserves. However, just as the fog was arriving, there was some disorganization and chaos: people abandoned their posts and we didn’t really know what to do with one animal – we thought maybe we should leave it at this one preserve because it was too late to move it even though we were instructed for it to be taken somewhere else.

As with previous dreams, the nature of the timing was that we knew for sure that the Fog was coming but we just didn’t know when. However, as it was descending we then knew what happening.

Therefore, we left the animal behind and took refuge in our van. I instructed the driver to turn off the ventilation and stop air from leaving – stating that it would be better for us to be low on oxygen than to breathe in the fog.

Nevertheless, one person in our van went sort of went crazy, and kept on trying to let the fog into the vehicle to somehow teach me a lesson, so I stopped him. I observed the fog to be a very dense brown color and it seemed disgusting. We then picked up other people in our organization including a high up lady with another person in a different secret society. I tried to tell them my brother was crazy, but the distraction was that a different person there talked about how he had been attacked but he didn’t remember when, and he had holes in his clothing – giving us the impression that he was missing time, and therefore they thought he might be the crazy one, since he was basically admitting it. Regarding our clothing, oddly my organization had us wearing purple jump suits and the other organization had pink jumpsuits (both colors I don’t wear normally). I also tried to show them a clip of the person who actually went crazy saying that he wanted to kill other people in this other organization as we left the car into a building and were going up stairs, but the scene changed before this issue resolved.

Members of our organization as well as the other organization then gathered for a meeting in a room, where we sat on folding chairs. Obama was there, but he was very old. The older woman (perhaps in her 50s?) was helping Obama into the meeting, but he almost fell before I caught him, so we each took one of his arms and basically caried him to a seat. He was missing his feet, and so had metal prosthetic things coming out of his legs which were sort of shaped like cages in the shape of feet with boots over them. Moreover, he was basically catatonic.

Strangely though, he morphed into Jeffrey Epstein, and I remember thinking that when he was in this old decrepit state, he was not as scary as popular culture might suggest Epstein to be. It was as though he was in the meeting just because having his presence would give us motivational support.

In a later dream, I also wrote that “our societies didn’t fully get along and I was trying to help keep the peace” – meaning I suppose that while these societies might be allied with each other, they might each have slightly different agendas.

Temples

I dreamt of travelling with someone I know and we planned on going to an LDS temple the next day, so were parked in a van in the parking lot outside the temple at night to sleep. I believed the temple to be in the south of the Salt Lake valley area (so north of the point of the mountain), but it wasn’t the Salt Lake temple – it was a more modern looking temple, with multiple stories, grey walls, and few windows.

I tried learning about the temple by listening to narrated audio generated by AI from AI text generated in one of my websites besides this I have made (I also have a website that narrates audio), and in the text I heard accounts of church leaders happily discussing how they had sex with people in the temple. I then went to the church website’s page for the temple, and while a lot of the page had normal temple stuff on it, on the bottom I saw a photo of a naked woman standing, and another naked woman on her hands and knees in a cage, and another woman who was partially dressed.

All of this very disturbed me. I assumed that the AI was talking about these church leaders because it had been trained on social media posts from church leaders about this temple – of which posts it might be hard for a normal person to find online. Therefore, I tried to wake up the other person I was with to tell him that we shouldn’t go to this temple, but then I woke up.

I also remember in the dream that it was overcast with clouds of red and blue hues, and I was under the impression that it was around dusk.

Discussion

I believe these dreams symbolize a few things:

1. There are evil secret societies that also know that the three days of darkness is coming and are preparing for it, as I have seen in other dreams. These are associated with the deep state and politicians – hence the presence of Obama in the dream. It’s also interesting that here we wore pink and purple; I’m not exactly sure what this means.
2. It is my opinion that some of these secret societies control their agents by splitting their personality, with one personality not remember the other one. This process sometimes drives people crazy, hence oddities with missing memory and the crazy person in the dream.
3. I suppose also that there is something poisonous about the mists of darkness to come during the three days of darkness (though it might be more days than this).
4. Mormon temples sort of symbolize a heaven above and a hell below – with heavenly things going on above ground but then hidden in (at least a few) of the temples horrendous things.
5. The colors red and blue have been used in other dreams of mine to represent evil things – see also John Dee, 911, and a Shadow Language and Mormon temple underground chambers and 9/11. This is one of the reasons why in my/Tracy Twyman’s game ageiou, I make the dark team’s colors be red and blue.