Very interesting. I rarely dream any more, or don't remember on waking. Just bits and pieces. I like to re-visit one I had years ago that was so real, I hated to wake up. So when things get rough...I think of that peaceful almost level rectangularly shaped cloud I was standing on, so peaceful and quiet, feeling so safe and secure, watching people on the far end of this huge cloud just drifting up...floating up, and some floating down...no wings, just floating slowly up and down off of the end of this cloud, I kind of figured going to their assignments down below or up above...by the Lord. And that is what I will keep in hope, when trouble comes. That, "When I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly away." Or float away? LOL. No fear. "Thou will keep us in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee." Keeping our eyes on Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, and not on the storm." That dream gave "rest in peace" a new meaning.
Fantastic testimony. Your dream sounds very evocative and inspired from above. But only the dreamer can appreciate his or her dreams to the extent humanly possible. Dreams are an essential part of the rejuvenation process. Thanks Crystal.
Very interesting. Dreaming to me is reorganizing the mental filing cabinet for future refence. Less importance is filed almost out of reach. It is amazing that some are so vivid.
“But I discovered that Churches which boasted of supernatural manifestations or the power of faith-based life were antithetical to the person of Jesus Christ.
Хороший сон свыше не мучает человека процессом разгадывания. Его можно понять. По этой причине я не обращаю внимания на все остальные и не вникаю в них.
translation: A good dream from above does not torment a person with the process of solving. He's understandable. For this reason, I don't pay attention to all the others and don't dig into them.
I sometimes have precognitive dreams but it is almost always of something not seemingly important and I gain nothing I can discern from them. For example, I dreamed I was at a party at my friend’s apartment in Cambridge and was taking a cup I had never seen out of his cupboard. He later moved to Cambridge and I visited him and that happened. When I wake up they feel way more significant than normal dreams. The only exceptions to this seeming irrelevancy are that once I dreamed of walking out of a church at the beach having just been given an invalid absolution, and later I found myself in Florida walking out of a different entrance of a church than I had walked into and it matched my dream and indeed, reflecting on what had just happened I realized that it was an invalid absolution, and once I dreamed I had moved to a nearby town closer to where I would like to live and the city nearby got nuked. My wife and children were killed, but I survived because I would not have gone to heaven, as they did because my wife is great and my children were good and still pretty young. Instead I was allowed to live, probably in misery for a month, so that I could improve first. That one hasnt happened yet, and I’m hoping it was just a different category of useful dream or something, I think, but maybe I would prefer it to happen because I do want my family to go to heaven and for there to still be hope for me.
The only other example like it that I am sort of hoping is the category it would fall into, namely that of a strangely significant-seeming dream but which is not precognitive, is that I once dreamed I was flying on a private jet with pope St Pius X. He was really great, and didnt think much of modern technology, but did think jets were pretty cool. He was disappointed with me, and recommended that for starters I should clean up my room. I woke up and immediately did so, but I reckon I would still probably be a disappointment to him. Whenever I remember that dream it is very good for me. It puts a smile on my face and a fire under my butt to be better and also not overlook the little things.
The only other significant category of dream I have had is once God spoke to me in a dream, and then told me to wake up, and remember, and I did. It wasnt anything like anything else I’ve experienced and nothing like any other dream I’ve ever had. Also it abruptly interrupted whatever I had been dreaming before and had nothing to do with it. It wasnt like an old man or whatever talking to me, more like a white hole (as opposed to a black hole, as in, something that could emit unlimited light/matter/whatever, but muted so that confronting that that wouldnt hurt me, at once yellow like the sun and pure white) that was good and omnipotent directly transmitting knowledge which I then translated into words.
The other thought I think about relating to this is, “the old men will dream dreams and the young men will prophesy.”
If you or anyone else has any thoughts or observations or insights or whatever on any of this, I am interested to hear them.
Quite intriguing. I was even toying with the idea of creating a new Substack on dreams. The rare vivid or intriguing ones often fall within the ethereal realm --- somewhere between the natural and supernatural realms.
A friend of mine had a vivid dream about two collapsing towers before 9/11 and later the subsequent anthrax "attacks".
I would like to ask the reader: do you want more articles like these? I thoroughly enjoyed writing this one.
Доктор, статьи о сионизме были интереснее. :) В ваших планах также был рассказ о гематрии. 666.
translation: Doctor, the articles on Zionism were more interesting. :) You also had a story about gematria in your plans. 666.
Yeah. I needed to take a break from that. The volume of information was overwhelming. And frankly, depressing as well.
Very interesting. I rarely dream any more, or don't remember on waking. Just bits and pieces. I like to re-visit one I had years ago that was so real, I hated to wake up. So when things get rough...I think of that peaceful almost level rectangularly shaped cloud I was standing on, so peaceful and quiet, feeling so safe and secure, watching people on the far end of this huge cloud just drifting up...floating up, and some floating down...no wings, just floating slowly up and down off of the end of this cloud, I kind of figured going to their assignments down below or up above...by the Lord. And that is what I will keep in hope, when trouble comes. That, "When I die, hallelujah by and by, I'll fly away." Or float away? LOL. No fear. "Thou will keep us in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee." Keeping our eyes on Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, and not on the storm." That dream gave "rest in peace" a new meaning.
Fantastic testimony. Your dream sounds very evocative and inspired from above. But only the dreamer can appreciate his or her dreams to the extent humanly possible. Dreams are an essential part of the rejuvenation process. Thanks Crystal.
Thank you Dr Maavak.
Very interesting. Dreaming to me is reorganizing the mental filing cabinet for future refence. Less importance is filed almost out of reach. It is amazing that some are so vivid.
“But I discovered that Churches which boasted of supernatural manifestations or the power of faith-based life were antithetical to the person of Jesus Christ.
A bruised reed they will indeed break.”
And that is the ..Eye Opener.
Хороший сон свыше не мучает человека процессом разгадывания. Его можно понять. По этой причине я не обращаю внимания на все остальные и не вникаю в них.
translation: A good dream from above does not torment a person with the process of solving. He's understandable. For this reason, I don't pay attention to all the others and don't dig into them.
I sometimes have precognitive dreams but it is almost always of something not seemingly important and I gain nothing I can discern from them. For example, I dreamed I was at a party at my friend’s apartment in Cambridge and was taking a cup I had never seen out of his cupboard. He later moved to Cambridge and I visited him and that happened. When I wake up they feel way more significant than normal dreams. The only exceptions to this seeming irrelevancy are that once I dreamed of walking out of a church at the beach having just been given an invalid absolution, and later I found myself in Florida walking out of a different entrance of a church than I had walked into and it matched my dream and indeed, reflecting on what had just happened I realized that it was an invalid absolution, and once I dreamed I had moved to a nearby town closer to where I would like to live and the city nearby got nuked. My wife and children were killed, but I survived because I would not have gone to heaven, as they did because my wife is great and my children were good and still pretty young. Instead I was allowed to live, probably in misery for a month, so that I could improve first. That one hasnt happened yet, and I’m hoping it was just a different category of useful dream or something, I think, but maybe I would prefer it to happen because I do want my family to go to heaven and for there to still be hope for me.
The only other example like it that I am sort of hoping is the category it would fall into, namely that of a strangely significant-seeming dream but which is not precognitive, is that I once dreamed I was flying on a private jet with pope St Pius X. He was really great, and didnt think much of modern technology, but did think jets were pretty cool. He was disappointed with me, and recommended that for starters I should clean up my room. I woke up and immediately did so, but I reckon I would still probably be a disappointment to him. Whenever I remember that dream it is very good for me. It puts a smile on my face and a fire under my butt to be better and also not overlook the little things.
The only other significant category of dream I have had is once God spoke to me in a dream, and then told me to wake up, and remember, and I did. It wasnt anything like anything else I’ve experienced and nothing like any other dream I’ve ever had. Also it abruptly interrupted whatever I had been dreaming before and had nothing to do with it. It wasnt like an old man or whatever talking to me, more like a white hole (as opposed to a black hole, as in, something that could emit unlimited light/matter/whatever, but muted so that confronting that that wouldnt hurt me, at once yellow like the sun and pure white) that was good and omnipotent directly transmitting knowledge which I then translated into words.
The other thought I think about relating to this is, “the old men will dream dreams and the young men will prophesy.”
If you or anyone else has any thoughts or observations or insights or whatever on any of this, I am interested to hear them.
Quite intriguing. I was even toying with the idea of creating a new Substack on dreams. The rare vivid or intriguing ones often fall within the ethereal realm --- somewhere between the natural and supernatural realms.
A friend of mine had a vivid dream about two collapsing towers before 9/11 and later the subsequent anthrax "attacks".