Before the Dream, a Personal Story
Presently I have been in Tbilisi Georgia traveling. In Tbilisi, there are a very large amount of Russian tourists, and upon arriving, I learned that our American stereotypes of what Russians look like is wrong: They actually look generally like Scandinavians but have very small noses and large eyes. Being myself of Scandinavian ancestry, most people assume that I am Russian and start speaking to me in Russian.
Anyway, in Tbilisi I met a person who looked basically Georgian, but he started talking to me in a perfect American accent. So I commented on his accent and asked to him where he was from, and he told me that he was from New Mexico and that “you can’t fake the American accent”; he also told me he initially thought I was Russian (lol, I am from Texas).
The point is, appearances are very deceiving, but accents are not. You can’t fake the American accent! Likewise is our walk with Jesus: many people fake the appearance of being good disciples, but are not, and many don’t look like disciples, but are. Ultimately, however, you can’t fake being a disciple; not to people you spend a lot of time with, and certainly not to God. You either are a disciple or you are not one, and that will depend on where your hearts are at: whether you are meek and humble, or prideful and arrogant (I myself often am arrogant but I shouldn’t be). So let us not only focus on outwardly following Jesus, but also on working a great change to our hearts, to fully become his.
Part 1: Hide and go seek
This part might not seem like a spiritual dream, but just bear with me. We were in Walmart, myself and people who I think were supposed to be from my Church (the Mormon church). We were playing hide and go seek, so I hid in a box. I remember not being able to stop the box from swaying back and forth though.
Then a huge storm came. Hurricane winds swept through the store. I think a hole might have blown open in one of the walls, and everything went dark (though not pitch black, I could still see around a bit). Obviously the game ended and we ran through the store to meet each other.
For some reason I had left extra pairs of my clothes on the ground of the store (don’t worry I was still wearing clothes in the dream). But it was just one item of my clothes – a light blue quarter zip – of which I had several pairs scattered through the story. As we were leaving the store because of the storm, I remember trying to grab one pair, but the winds blew it away into and up a chimney on a wall (why was that in the store?). I recovered in the end perhaps one or two of these shirts, but almost all was gone.
Part 2: Mormon Leaders Replaced by CIA
I was in a small room in an imaginary building for a insurance company I used to work at. There was a recording mp4 video on a screen, so I played it. It was Nick Fuentes, but he was talking about the Mormon Church!
He basically said that the leaders of the Mormon Church have been replaced by the CIA (which strangely is something I have dreamed about already here). He also said Mormon Celebrities (such as Brian Sanderson) had been replaced as well.
After watching this video, I went to work but couldn’t really. I sat down at a desk but there was someone else’s stuff there, so I asked someone (a black person who apparently also worked there) if I had stolen the desk and they said I hadn’t. I hadn’t really been given any important tasks to work on, and I felt I didn’t belong there.
Part 3: Being Fed Fish Fillets instead of Fish
Now I was outdoors, by a lake. It looked like Green Mountain Reservoir in Colorado, or perhaps a Loch in Scotland, so it would have been astoundingly pretty, but it was raining and there was a storm. I heard somehow a voice over of events – the voice again sort of sounded like Nick Fuentes. It told me (basically) that the situation in the world was analogous to birds having been fed fish fillets instead of actually having to hunt for fish.
I was then on a fishing vessel – hunting for this fish (used in the fish fillets) in the lake! We first found this dead / rotting whale and somehow pulled it in to harvest its meet. Then we hunted for a carnivorous whale! We took this small dingy that looked like it was sinking and waited: Sure enough, a whale came to eat the dingy! Then we caught the whale (I think we had a huge hook in the dingy). The captain of the vessel seemed to be afraid of and avoiding things that we couldn’t see. Eventually I discovered that he had some sort of artifact (I think it was a rock) that allowed him to see into the spiritual plane, thus permitting him to avoid dangers. He used this ability to guide us back to a dock on the side of the lake.
Interpretation
Part 1 – Hide and go seek
To understand, the reader must first understand a bit of background: Mormons have a culture of doomsday prepping, though its leaders today are trying to quash this. I believe that this hide and seek game we were playing represented doomsday preparation we did as a Church (when the world ends, you hunker down with your food storage, and hide). However, it was a game to us – we technically did it, but we did not take it seriously. Our hiding spots therefore sucked – the box I was in was so flimsy it constantly quivered and definitely would not have hid me; moreover it did not protect me from the winds. In fact, no one was protected – we all had to leave our spots to run for true refuge from the storm. This represents our preparations for the doomsday having been silly and very not enough.
As for my clothes being blown away, one must understand a bit about me: I generally try to wear light clothing, and dislike black and red clothing. I feel the colors we wear say something about ourselves, and I try to wear light uplifting colors as a token of my allegiance to Christ. So, in my dream, my carefully collected selection of clothing blew away. This means: when the day of darkness comes, our appearances won’t matter, because God instead cares about our hearts. But this also specifically applies to the Churches: many people (in my Church particularly) have sacrificed a great deal of time and money fulfilling Church roles. They think this will save them, but they never let their proximity to Jesus actually change their hearts to become contrite and righteous. Therefore, all of these works of theirs are nothing but scattered clothing on the ground to God, and when the day of darkness comes it will all be cast to the wind and irrelevant. It also is interesting how one of my items of clothing disappeared: it blew up a chimney! Just as Santa sneaks in to give us presents in the darkness, it will be like our works snuck out on us, leaving us owning only the clothing on our backs (which is our heart posture) – in other words, for those who have not given themselves to Christ, this day of darkness will be like a reverse Christmas!
Part 2 – Mormon Leaders Replaced by CIA
My belief is this is literal. I have written about it in these articles: Why The Mormon Church Might Be Deceived (Part 1 – Politics). Now, I don’t know when this replacement happened, but I am guessing at least 30 years ago. Makes me wonder who else is a deep state puppet.
Interpretation of the workplace: For context, this insurance company went bankrupt after I left it. I believe the company represents the Mormon Church – now that I know its leaders have been replaced, I don’t really belong in it.
Part 3 – Being Fed Fish Fillets instead of Fish
I believe that hunting for fish represents the spiritual work that everyone has to do to return to God. In society as a whole, we should have been taught how to “hunt for fish”, and then sent off to do that. But instead, we have just been given “fish fillets”.
(For those who are not American “fish fillets”, are a rather toxic food that supposedly has fish meat contained in a thick layer of batter that is precooked – all you need to do is warm it up to eat. It’s unclear if the meat within them actually is fish, but either way, these treats end up being mostly just batter, which itself is mostly vegetable oil.)
However, these fish sticks were not even cooked. Instead they just looked like pieces of raw meat that had been carved into a fish stick shape with a popsicle stick stuck into them.
The swapping of spiritual work for “spiritual desert” so to speak has left us idle, infantile, and unprepared. In real terms, this means the people haven’t been taught to read the scriptures on their own or utter their own prayers. Instead, they rely on their preachers and prepackaged sermons. They haven’t been taught the commandments, or certain key commandments – such as the law of chastity or abstaining from strong drink – have been neglected. They haven’t been taught to make sacrifices for the Lord, but instead see God as some sort of Genie who will grant your wishes for free. In their families, they have cheated on their spouses, in their jobs they have lied a little because they thought God would forgive them, and in their free time they engage in toxic activities – extremely dark music, substance abuse, satanic tv shows, etc. Of course, God will forgive us for our sins – but first we need to change our hearts to be his – which is something most people haven’t even really thought about.
The problem goes deeper than just that people don’t have spiritual self-reliance: the sad reality is that many of the teachings disseminated through organized Churches are not even true and are in fact toxic. This can be seen in the source of the “fish” in the dream. Literal rotting whale meat, or presumably toxic meat from actual sea monsters; Definitely not something you would want to eat, especially given they never were even cooked!
And this toxicity is by design: In my dream, the captain of the fishing craft I was on had used witchcraft to be able to navigate this lake – which appeared to represent a convergence with the spiritual realm – and acquire the rotting meat. From this, I presume, many spiritual leaders aren’t just of God, they aren’t just left to themselves, but in fact are performing witchcraft and using it to create the most toxic teachings possible for their followers.
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