Another day, another dream. Why do I receive so many dreams? I certainly am not worthy of it, and I worry I am just being prideful. But what am I supposed to do? I know what I have done in the past is wrong, but I am still alive. I can’t change the past, all I can do is try my best in the present. I pray for these dreams because I know the Lord’s messages are valuable, and that is why I write them down. This is who I am, and perhaps what I am doing is folly, but this is still the path I have chosen. I will not turn back; If I am going crazy then I guess I am past the point of no return. Or I am literally receiving messages from God, and when you tell me I am crazy, you aren’t just rejecting me, but you are also rejecting your maker.
Moroni 7
14 Wherefore, take heed, my beloved brethren, that ye do not judge that which is evil to be of God, or that which is good and of God to be of the devil.
…18 And now, my brethren, seeing that ye know the light by which ye may judge, which light is the light of Christ, see that ye do not judge wrongfully; for with that same judgment which ye judge ye shall also be judged.
The Dream
Just to preface: at first I thought this was just a random dream (as is often the case), but upon reflection I realized the symbolism did not seem random.
Part 1
I started off in Austin Texas, where my twin brother and I had gone to the Institute Building (in the LDS church, most large cities have such buildings where young single adults gather) and we somehow obtained a machete there. This was good news since we might have needed a machete, as society was sort of collapsing. However, I was afraid my brother would use the weapon irresponsibly, so tried to convince him to leave the weapon at our cabin by the Colorado river – if things got worse, we would end up having to travel there anyway (I don’t know if he was convinced or not). As a side note: I saw a quick scene of the cabin, and the building and the lot were both larger (I’ve been to this altered cabin in dreams before). As we were driving home, the police kept following us and harassing us, though I don’t think they charged us with anything. We stopped at the BYU music building (which geographically makes no sense), but the police were there and we had to hide from them.
Part 2
Scene shifts: now I am on a mission to gather magical objects in New York commissioned by my uncle who lived in New York. I appear at the top of a skyscraper, and there was a crowd of people up there with me. I few things happen at once: it suddenly changes from daytime to night (like an eclipse), and I see a large blood red moon. There also is a miniature flood up to our wastes. And finally, there is this handsome vampiric looking man who somehow I knew was a demon, who tried to kill me causing a fight between us. But we couldn’t hurt each other – his punches didn’t affect me, and though I had this magical blade which I used to stab and cut off limbs (including his head), his body always regenerated.
Eventually the man and I got separated and I lost my blade in the water. The blade bumped into this Hispanic looking boy, and after assuring that he wasn’t cut, I retrieved my blade and recruited this boy to my mission. We went back to the apartment of my uncle, which was super nice – it had multiple floors – however my uncle was dead; I then saw a scene of special agents going in and killing him. But we still had our mission, which required us to go to the subway. The subway was much deeper and larger (with multiple floors) than normal, and we sort of got lost in it. I then saw this scene of my uncle using the subway, and every time he scanned his card to enter he left these small red berries as a sort of offering to the beast of the subway for protection: I then somehow knew that there was a giant monster (or multiple) in the tunnels, and saw a flash of different news broadcasts about people going missing in the tunnels, and even entire trains going missing.
At this point, I was sort of watching myself without any control – so I watched myself scan into the station, but I didn’t leave any offerings because my uncle was dead and he never had the opportunity to tell me to do so. I had a feeling that something bad would happen, but then the scene shifted: the boy and I were in a spaceship looking down on earth. I knew things had gotten worse – both in the subway and in society at large, but we were safe looking down upon it.
Interpretation
Part 1
This was another dream foreshadowing the break down of society. When this happens, many will be presented with two choices: A) remain in place fighting others and perhaps looting, or B) seek a sanctuary. Leaving the machete at the sanctuary I believe tells us to avoid fighting and instead seek sanctuary. But the machete isn’t all bad, and we were glad to have it; the fact we obtained it at the institute buildings represents how God will bless people who have sought him.
Regarding the police and the music building, the police represent how societal institutions will persecute us. The BYU music building was for my brother and I a point of sanctuary – we would often study there late into the night because it was a beautiful and peaceful location at BYU (where we went to school). So when we went there but had to hide from the police, that represents how places and institutions that used to be our friends will become “enemy territory” so to speak – and therefore we will need to find new sanctuaries from God.
Part 2
This dream is another iteration of dreams I have had about the three days of darkness and the 144,000. So, this is my second dream connecting floods to the days of darkness (first dream here), likewise I have also dreamt of this period being connected to earthquakes and meteors. Theoretically, this dream predicts a tsunami in new York during the three days of darkness, but I am really not sure.
As in the dream, I believe demonic entities will literally come to earth during this time, and they will clash with the 144,000, though we won’t really be able to permanently kill each other (similar to these dream from straight and narrow, and rosie lost sheep). The objects we were collecting I think represent people – the 144,000 will come to earth to gather God’s elect to the new Jerusalem.
The monsters in the subway system represent hidden secret combinations and secret corruption in high places (similar to my top hat dream). My uncle in the dream represents the past leadership of religions. His offering to the subway monsters represents how modern religions have sought to appease the dark forces of the world, rather than fight against them – which is part of how they went astray.
And of course the spaceship represents how in the end God’s elect will escape from everything coming.
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