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004 - "Wilkerson, Richard" <rcw - I and my dead father. Anna
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Electric Dreams: Dream Flow
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From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Gerald D'Aoust)
Subject: Nice Evasive Reply-Question! Victoria!
Date: Fri, 5 Mar 1999 23:30:27 -0800 (PST)
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Dear Victoria,
thank you very much for for your clever reply...
>Is there anything in the Bible about Tolerance, Kindness and Love????
...which I guess you addressed to me? :)
Yes! of course! Why the Hell do you think the Flying Horse took you for a
visit over the bottomless pits? That's because He loves you and he is being
kind to you to show you that and most tolerant too... because He let you
stay on his back!!!
Do you go horseback riding often, Victoria? I mean in the material reality?
Let me inform you of a few things here since you are not too familiar
with the Holy Scriptures which tell everything about the true nature of
dreams and the identity of this Horse which took you for a ride above the
worst place of the Spiritual Realm.
If you'd take a few minutes to investigate the Scriptures, you'd soon
discover that this Psychopompos as it has referred to is The Holy Spirit of
the Creator!!! In other words, God in his Eternal Spiritual Form... or
Spiritual Body... and that was not an illusion!!!
I know that you are a very good person, Victoria, being kind to children
and animals and birds... and the Angelical Bird-Horse took you for a ride to
remove all your doubts in regards to the existence of the Other World to
which you aspire for eternity beyond death. You see, its main objective is
to inculcate rightful knowledge into you... which is the knowdledge of the
the Other World and its inhabitants... because that part of yours which flew
on the Horse at several occasions is not the material part of you which was
sleeping in the bed. That's clear.
Now, the life principle of that Holy Beast, is the Primordial Soul of the
Universe and you should consider yourself divinely priviledged to realise
that It cares for you enough to show you the fate of those who fail to
recognise the existence of the Creator... who consists of a Trinity... which
makes him hard to be pinpointed down because you need to be made aware of
his different forms and manifestations... but generally speaking you can
say... that He is The Horse... The Chariot of Israel... The Throne of God...
and there is a Man on Earth right now who is animated by the same soul which
animates simultaneously that Horse on which you were granted some repetitive
rides... for you to remember them good... because what you saw...
"He is the image of the invisible God, the First-Born over all Creation.
For by Him all things were created; things in Heaven and on Earth, visible
and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all
things were created by him and for him. He is before all things and in him
all things hold together. And he is the the head of the body, the Church; He
is the Beginning and the First-Born among the Dead, so that in everything he
might have the Supremacy." (Colossians 1,15-18)
... and that all the Holy Scriptures tell about... and that trip indicates...
"...He has qualified you to share in the inheritance of the Saints in the
Kingdom of Light. For he has rescued us from the Dominion of Darkness and
brought us into the Kingdom...." (Colossians 1, 12-13)... in the context of
he knowledge of his will through all spiritual wisdom and understanding
which is the knowledge of God... (Colossians 1,9-10)... and of his Kingdom..."
Now, if you love the Creator and are determined to get down to the truth
you'll understand that when it comes to Love you should always be grateful
towards the Creator for having giving you, as well as all the creatures of
the Creation the breath of life which animates you... as well as all the
ones that you love... because as Jesus said about Ultimate Love...
"Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world,
the love of the Father is not in him. For everything in the world - the
cravings of sinful man, the lust of his eyes and the boasting of what he has
and does - comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its
desires pass away, but the man who does the will of God lives forever." (1
John 2,15-17)
... and when it comes to evolution which is sparked by true spirituality
you should be proud of having flown on the back of the Creator and to
illustrate I will give a dream to look into...
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Dear MDs,
I had this dream two nights ago it is kind of long and as soon as i
woke up from it i wrote it down... Also, i think that this dream has a
lot to do with Morpheus and Gerald. I must tell you that i have dreamt
a lot more lately since i've meet Gerald and would think that this
holds true for all of us. Ok, i am sorry if this dream skips but if i
put it in any order i would then distort it, so i wrote it down the
way i remembered it..
ok so here it is......
*********************** **************************
I woke up and got dressed thinking i was on time for class and as i'm
waiting for the elevator, i see a whole bunch of people in the student
lounge. So i walk in and this girl says to me "you missed class".. and
then my little sister walks into the room and says.. "aissa, i don't
have time to talk to you, they pulled me out of class for this..."
Then i see the resident hall's assistant named Sam and she has a
bunch of papers in her hand.. and everyone gathers around her in a
circle... She says to everyone that these papers are bad student
reports from the teacher and if we don't get one we can leave. So she
starts handing out these papers and she gives one to my little sister,
then to the rest, and i'm the last person ... but instead of giving me
the papers she gave everyone else she gave me a vanilla folder with a
whole bunch of papers inside.
I start to walk out looking through this folder and i say to her
"Sam, these are all good reports why did you give these to me." and
she says "sorry.. that is what they gave me."
So i walk out of the room and start looking through these papers and
i realize their all confidential and i'm not suppose to be seeing
them..and i also notice a neon orange paper that i pull to the front
of the stack and begin reading: (this is how the paper looked like the
question marks is where i can't remember exactly what it said, also it
was handwritten)
-------------------------------------------------------
Date (?)
To (?)
Dr. Darwinus (wrote)
I sit here waiting for my cappucino machine to finish, knowing that
you want the same old. On the topic of Aissa, she out of all my
students has the most potential. And i know what you are thinking, No!
she is the student most like myself. Ready to embrace the world with
tangent sarcasm but, yet lively and new...
<and that is all i can remember exactly without guessing, also on the
bottom of the page
there was an inscription.. that i read like this, but it wasn't
written the way i read it>
<ok i read it like this>
She who awaits the Airy Horse to be forgiven (by the given).
<but it was written like this>
(by the given)
to be forgiven
the awaits who She
Airy Horse
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I began to read this letter over and over, and while i'm doing this
i began to have flashes intermingled with thoughts <and i can only
list them not knowing what thought or flash came first>
1) I saw a picture of Dr. Darwinus, that i still remember very
vividly. In the description of him, he was a middle age man with a
thick black beard, <he looked a lot like Al from Home Improvement the
tv series> he was chubby with a pot belly and thick black hair. He had
on a plade shirt, brown pants, and a jacket that didn't come
together.. but hung on him.
He was sitting on the arm of a couch with his right side facing me and
the rest of his body and head turned front wards looking east. There
was a man sitting also, on the arm of the coach to his left..looking
in the same direction. This man looked identical to him but had gray
hair... so i thought to myself 'this must be his father.' To the left
of the Dr. was a brown grandfather clock behind the coach. to the
right of the clock was a window that was half open that over look a
bunch of trees that leaves were red and orange. In front of the couch
was a mahogney end table. And for some reason i thought both men were
watching tv.
2)i saw a high school friend named Matt who was arguing with DR.
about getting into the classroom, and the Dr. stood in front of the
door telling Matt 'No, you don't want to do that'
3)I'm standing by a desk talking to the Dr. about Matt saying that i
am worried about him.
4)I am laying on the cement ground with <a women that looked like my
academic advisor, middle age, mid-easter, boy cut short brown hair.>
She was embracing me and we are looking up at the sky and she was
saying that she was so happy for me. Like i was her child, but still
her student. She way saying that i was going off somewhere to do
something.. giving words of encouragement and telling me how proud she
was.
5) the Dr. is sitting down with Matt, somewhere, talking to him about
change. and that you can always change people's perception of you.
Something about Matt's sexual identity and also, words of encouragement.
6) The Dr. arguing with Matt again not to go into the classroom. Matt
pushes by him and locks Dr. out of the room. I'm inside the classroom
sitting in a chair. And I noticed Matt is in some kind of disguise
(which i think he thought others wouldn't notice him) but it was a
really bad disguise. And he walks into the classroom not making it
past the teachers desk.. when people in the class start asking him
questions
a) a blonde girl asked "why is your nose painted red"
b)"Aren't you Matt, why you dressed like that?" ask another
c) "You look like a clown," yells someone from the back.
And Matt gets really noticablly sad and he picks up th student list
from the teacher's desk and starts reading off the names of the
students, an dismisses them from class one by one. And as the first
student walks out the door the Dr. rushes in..
7)i'm talking to the Dr. again, in the classroom, alone and saying
that i think Matt will commit suicide..
8) I see two flashes of me walking down the crowded hallways at
school <but it wasnsn't really my school> and i see the Dr. on both
occasions walking toward me like he was on the way to class, and he
would smile
at me and bow his head.. as a hello.
9)I'm reading over the letter again and think to myself.. 'maybe i
should show this to Gerald..' then i think 'no show him a teacher's
report.'
10)Now i'm reading the Airy Horse sentence over again and realize the
way it was written and not the way i was reading it. And i think to
myself 'i should definetly show this to Gerald'.. then i think of
Gerald, and Dr. Darwinus ... and start thinking to myself 'what is
this a secret cult of the Airy Horse?'
11) I came back into my room and see that my clock says its 1pm and i
think to myself 'it is too dark outside for it to be afternoon', then
i feel this dread come over me and start thinking 'damn! i missed
class... i don't even understand statistics anyways..' on and on. As i
realize that i'm really thirsty and walk to my refregirator reaching
for a bottle of Diet Coke
<and i woke up finding myself, drinking out of can of Diet Coke, i
had placed by my bed before i feel asleep>
1/25/99
3:43am
********************
Ok! there it is, i warned you it would be long...this dream was so
vivid and real to me that for a second when i was a awake i thought it
really happened.. untill i remembered i saw my little sister.. then i
quickly grabbed a pen and wrote it down..
Best Wishes,
Aissa
==========================
Anyways, dear Victoria, you must remember the other dream of Aissa Arroyo?
Regardless, here is the part of my interpretation which concerns the Horse...
Really, this is a funny one because it appeared that it was Dr. Darwinus
who wrote this Orange "Rising Sun" Report... but if we look carefully we
will see that it is in fact the Airy-Horse and by hand... which implies that
the Airy-Horse is a human in the flesh... because the way that Horses are
made, they have some difficulty to write anything!! :) And did you take the
time to look at this most wonderful signature?
><ok i read it like this>
>
> She who awaits the Airy Horse to be forgiven (by the given).
>
> <but it was written like this>
>
> (by the given)
> to be forgiven
> the awaits who She
> Airy Horse
Hey! this is purely magical here... did you see that... the Airy-Horse is
so passiontely wild and writes so wonderful things... and by the way would
you have any idea who is "The Given"????
The Airy-Horse is the Spirit of the Creator... that means the Creator in
his Eternal and Everlasting Spiritual Form.... and more time for your own
benefit... gave his Son to the World... because "The Given"... is God's own
Gift of Himself in the Flesh!! What a most beautiful Act of Love!! :)
And you know, there is a most important Revelation in this extra-ordinary
dream of Lady Aissa.... which is the Remembrance of the Secret Divine Cult
of the Airy-Horse!!!
However, in order to reassure people a little since I fully realise that
many of you are afraid of the words... such as the word CULT... but you
shouldn't... because if you'd dare to open your dictionary you would
discover that the correct definition of the word "Cult" simply is...
"An Homage rendered to a Divinity or to a Holy or Saint Personage."!!
OK? What is the problem? Are you afraid of Saints? Nothing to be afraid of
because Saints are good persons, usually the embodiements of Angels and
Great Guides!!
Now, to complete this little definition what is an Homage? And again from
the dictionary... an Homage simply is...
"A Mark of Esteem and Respect towards a powerful personage. A respectful
gift or offering or an act by which a person was recommending himself to
this personage and usually accompanied by a serment of fidelity. Also, an
homage is a Duty of respectuous Civility."
Hence, the Cult of the Airy-Horse... is simply the fidel recognition of
the Airy-Horse as the Holy Spirit of the Creator!!.. and if everybody would
get into the Cult of the Airy-Horse as civilisations did in the past, we'd
soon have a New World... a nice Bright Sunshiny One, instead of the Dark one
in which we presently live which even Dark at 1PM as noticed by Aissa as
this dream was closing in... and a Peaceful one in which it would be nice
for everyone "equally treated" to live in!!
Do you think that it could be all that bad if the Cult of The Airy-Horse
or the Cult of the Creator would again, as it was in the past everywhere in
every single civilisations, come into fashion?
******************
Anyways, Victoria, there is to my eyes nothing wrong in knowing what the
Creator is and there is no shame nor disgrace in recognising the Creator and
to say thanks because if it was not of his love none of us would exist. :)
There is something wonderful which is occuring right now which is the
fullfilment of the World Prophecies and which is the cause of all your
dreams and especially these last ones...
"For the Days of the Lord are coming..... . And it shall come to pass
afterward, saith God, that I will pour out my Spirit (My Winged-Horse) on
all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men
shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions.
Even on my servants and handmaidens I will pour out, in those days,
my Spirit; and they shall prophesy."
(Words of the Lord himself revealed to the prophet Jo�l preserved
in Jo�l 2.28-30 in the Old Testament and, due to their crucial importance,
repeated in the New Testament in Acts 2.16-18.)
***********
So, now, Victoria, please re-orient yourself and begin telling telling
people about the true nature of dreams and transmit the word of God
faithfully and everything will be fine... because...
"When the dead rise... they will be like the angels in heaven."
(Words of Jesus in Mark 12,24-25)
Victoria Quinton <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: "She'll be apples" dream
Date: Fri, 13 Mar 1998
"During the late afternoon, I was walking with my family around our orchard
full of apple trees laden with ripe fruit.
We were staying in the country, at my father's "estate". The saxophone
player from INXS was with us for the evening meal.
He seemed a sad man who didn't know his own value.
We were all avoiding the issue of Michael Hutchence, whose ghost I could
see behind him."
**************
What do I need to add, Victoria? As a great dreamer, you seen both Heaven
and Hell... and it is with correct knowledge that we walk into the Other
World, because ignorance is the mother of all sins and the cause of all the
miseries of the material and spiritual!!!
And besides, if people would look at it closer, they would realise that
will the fullfilment of the world prophecies... which would be the universal
recognition of God... everybody would be released from Hell... as stated
clearly in the Holy Scriptures... which indicate that this Horse
is a Good Being, the Best of all Friends and for your information the
Mazdeans are presently awaiting for the coming of the last Amesha-Spenta,
Sosiosh, who according to the prophet Zarathustra would be supposed to come
at the end of the present millenary...
"Sosiosh will be brought down on a white Horse in a tornado of Fire."
(extract from "The Secret Doctrine" by H.P. Blavatsky, Vol.I, p.87)
According again to their scriptures, Sosiosh, the last
Saviour, will preside at the resurrection of the dead and the regeneration
of mankind, by preparing the ambrosia which is to render mankind immortal,
just as Him.
"Praise to Him, the Merciful Lord who maketh the final
Retribution, and who at the end shall deliver even the wicked from Hell and
restore the whole creation to purity." (extract from "The Encyclopedia of
Religions and Ethics" Vol.II, p.137b)
It is not complicated, it's only a qustion of recognition. That's all!
Look again from the Uriel perspective... who is the Horse and Angel of
Light...
Despite his eminence, Uriel was reprobated by the Church in Rome in the
year 745. To illustrate in what high esteem Uriel was held, we find him
described in the 2nd Book of the Sibylline Oracles as one of the "Immortal
Angels of the Undying God "who, on the day of judgment, will "break the
monstrous bars framed of unyielding and unbroken adamant of the brazen gates
of Hades, and cast them down straightway, and bring forth to judgment all the
sorrowful forms, yea, of the ghosts of the ancient Titans and of the Giants, and
all whom the flood overtook... and all these shall he bring to the judgment
seat." (Dictionary of Angels, by Gustav Davidson, Free Press, N.Y, 1975, p.299.)
... can you understand that Victoria?
You see, it is most simple, because this whole thing about Judgement Day
is the other way around because it is all the people of the Planet who will
pass Judgement upon Him... to decide whether He exists or not, along with
his Eternal Kingdom....
Revelation 1,7...
"Look he is coming with the clouds,
and every eye will see him,
even those who pierced him;
and all the peoples of the earth
will mourn because of him."
... because God is an Immortal and he created everybody to his own image.
In short, if humans have the intellect to recognise God, we will soon have
a New Heaven and a New Earth... where all the creatures will live in peace
and harmony... in the both... and when you leave for heaven you'll be
received among the Gods.
From: Sarah Louise Pattinson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Newsgroups: alt.dreams
Date: Friday, October 09, 1998 8:14 AM
Subject: the feast
Could anyone tell me what this dream means - I had it about 2 months ago:
I was seated in a stone castle at a huge, long dining table that
was made from something that looked like slate, except it was very thich
and obviously extremely heavy. There were about 8 to 10 other people sat
round, but they were all about 30 to 40 years older than me (I was 18 at
the time). We were having a pretty jolly time, drinking wine and eating
this huge feast, when I suddenly realised that these people were the Gods
and Goddesses, and that I must be special because I was the only person
there who didn't seem to be a God. However, it was strange because I
really felt like I belonged and that I'd known these people since the
start of time. They were all really nice to me and I just had a really
great time. When I woke up I felt really secure and happy, and I also
felt extremely well rested, which was strange but I often wake up feeling
very tired - I can't get to sleep at night until about 4am, however early
I've got up, and when I do get to sleep its always very restless.
I have my own, personal religious beliefs, and none of the Gods
were typical of Jesus or Allah or Buddha. Any input on what this dream
could mean would be much appreciated.
slp
***********************
Ain't the gift of Eternal Life a beautiful Act of Divine Love?
">She who awaits the Airy Horse to be forgiven (by the given)."
Is that Kindness and Tolerance?
Thank you, Victoria, for your kind reply-question.
Best Wishes,
G�rald
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dead mother drm-peace had lain to the right of mother if you had avoided
becoming "was to "
more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: sandstone of new mexico
Date: Sat, 06 Mar 1999 07:55:16 -0800
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<bigger>Note: Stan requests that his name & address be kept with his
dream
stan kulikowski ii <<[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
DATE : 5 mar 1999 08:48
DREAM : sandstone of new mexico
=( had to work late in class prep for friday classes tomorrow. spent the
afternoon and evening finishing the grading of the midterm from last week
and recording the grades from their third programming assignment. at
19:30 i had to run down to barnes and noble where i met three students to
teach them how to play cosmic wimpout, their fourth programming
assignment this term. then back home to work on more grading. about
23:30 i got the programming class done to start evaluating the student
web pages for the web design class. i quit about 01:00 with about 2/3 of
the class done. some the students have very minimal work done, something
that shows less than an hour for real work, leaving me to wonder what
they have been doing all term with about 18 hours of class time. i get
to sleep, feeling tired about 02:00, somewhat early for me but maybe i
will feel better awake then tomorrow. )=
there are few trees in this stretch of trail, but quite a few people
hiking. we are converging upon a designated campsite maintained by the
forestry and parks division. i must stop with all the other hikers or
risk discovery. i really do not need the rest as they do. my alien
enhanced metabolism can continue for days with little or no sleep, but
people become agitated if they notice that i am rather different from
what they expect. so i stop and make the appearance of needing what they
need. i am accustomed to performing within the limits of others.
i have been taking this hiking trip to observe the windswept sculpture of
desert sandstone in this region of new mexico. while i walk along the
trail i have been concentrating on an obscure problem in xenobiology.
how to synthesize the blood preservative which augments nitrogen
scrubbing in weightless environments. one problem with prolonged human
existence in space is that nitrogen compounds dissipate from the blood
too quickly, giving a sort of reverse 'bends' condition to longterm
astronauts. bone marrow needs proper nitrogen supply to maintain its
structure or suffer weakness, eventually collapse, when returning to a
gravity well after years of deep space voyaging. we have learned of a
genetic method to counter this problem in species with calcium based
skeletons, but can not get human dna to construct the alternate
biosynthesis.
the campsite is overly crowded and i try to avoid much contact with the
other hikers. my backpack is light weight and streamlined. fortunately,
desert hiking in this season requires less gear because of the absence of
rain or cold. water is the main weight requirement and my metabolism now
needs very little of that, its recycling more efficient than nature gave
to humans. i take a slim jim out of my gear and sit at an empty picnic
table beside the trail.
it does not remain empty for long. a man comes over and sits to my left.
apparently he is too tired to say anything to me. i take on some of his
weariness without him noticing. he begins to perk up right off and does
not wonder why. it helps me to maintain my cover if i look tired so i do
not mind the extra burden of adjusting some of his muscular condition to
myself. i can shed this feeling rather easily. i bite into the slim
jim, being careful to suck out the meat inside without breaking the outer
casing with my teeth.
now, susan dick comes along with a male companion, i assume her husband.
they sit down an the other side of the picnic table, her across from the
man sitting beside me. i pretend not to notice, staring ahead in the
tired blank stare of the weariness i borrowed. i suck some more on the
slim jim.
susan starts saying something to the man to my left, i do not hear what
it is at the start, but it ends up with "... and what am i supposed to
do? ignore the man i used to care for or hide from his awareness?" she
is saying this to him while looking at me.
there is an uncomfortable silence. i perceive that i am expected to say
something in response. "i am sorry." i clear my throat unaccustomed to
speaking very much anymore. "i did not hear what you said. but i can
assure you that i would give up my life and go down into the earth for
even a moment of your favor. i have lost all such tender mercies years
ago and only appear not to need them anymore." the weight of the
borrowed weariness seems much greater now.
=( the alarm goes off 08:30. i am awake with a lot to do today, feeling
rather tired, but this is the worst time of day for me. in an hour or so
my daily rhythm will probably kick in. the weariness felt in the dream
seems the same as what i feel now upon waking. i seem to be having these
residuals from the dreamstate lately, the feeling from the dream
remaining after i wake up. well, i have to hurry now and get ready for
lecture all day. )=
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=== qui non est hodie cras minus aptus erit
| | who not is today, tomorrow less suitable will be
--- -- Ovid _Remedia Amoris_ i 94
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: I and my dead father. Anna
Date: Sat, 06 Mar 1999 11:31:24 -0800
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Dream Title I and my dead father. Anna
Date of Dream Februar 1999
Dream I was ill with many bubble on my skin. I called
help. My father, who is dead few months ago and was a doctor, came. We both
watched a mirror. I saw tah my bubbles became crosses.
Comments by Dreamer I was afraid.
Permission to Comment yes_share_comments
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monkey drm-peace had lain to the right of the apartment if you had avoided
becoming "sometimes"
the bible !, yes!, victoria, there is such mention of peace in the new
testament jesus a number of times removed himself from the struggles in his
locale to seek peace in the desert and as you know i have been directing
dreamers to peace. peace is a right turn away from your dream. the term
rightous is often used in the bible too. it is no coincidence.
more at www.dreamgate.com./dream/dubetz/
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