I had a dream last night .. Breakthrough into horror and ecstacy

[Discovery Fuel]

I had a dream last night .. What does it mean? Seems to be a breakthrough, which lives on the edge of horror and ecstasy. Maybe there is no hope to 'change normal'? Or maybe what we know as normal is about to change?

===

Last night I had a dream. Something has happened. A breakthrough of some kind. I haven’t felt like this for .. for ... For-ever. I have the music on, I am dancing, I feel happy, I am juiced ... and afraid.

I sense it must be related to subtle clearings and accomplishments that occurred for me today. Yet the energy of the clearing is completely opposite of the dream. Less one thing: my sense of strength, value, and (pardon me) a strange sense of being ‘the one’. Hell, this is straight out of the movie "the Matrix'!

The dream was a vivid nightmare of what’s to come: The world was under marshal law. People in the streets were being shot. Children sat in lines against a baren wall with adults that were not their parents. My friends spoke, as I passed through the croud, spoke of who was now gone.

... There was a subtle shift in the dream ...

Now I was watching people getting shot; both with bullets and ‘shot’ with inoculations for the flu. Then, I found myself avoiding what initially did not seem like a ‘shot’ in the arm. I went from a feeling of ‘this-is-what-we-must-do’ to OMG! (but this was subtle). I saw that the world was a hell hole, yet there was no war, and everyone was shooting each other. There was no disease, yet ‘they’ were giving us vaccinations. Question and confusion arose as I found myself moving away from it all. Without analyzing it .. I just knew.

It was a winter scene, and choppers were in the air. They were looking for .. ‘ME’. I found cover in bushes, in garages of family members, and in rooms of empty houses that had been recently abandoned where there was a feeling a invasion in the air. I was in clothes that they had come to identify me with. I had a red hat that I knew must no longer be worn. Yet I had a strong desire to wear it. Without my choosing, it kept showing up on me and revealing me to them. I would take it off and continue to work my way through the crowd, who (strangely) came to know that I was on the run and supported hiding me, but in a limited way. I knew what to do and was not afraid, but I was extremely anxious (by the way, I awoke in a mild panic after this dream - for real).

Then, as I was attempting to blend into the crowd, I camp upon those that were looking for me. They were literally upon me and I bumped into them. They did not completely see that I was the one they were looking for. Somehow, I ended bumping one of them - a very stern ugly aged nazi-like bitch-women (ohhhh, she looked so angry) and I ended up with the syringe gun she was carrying as she looked for those not yet inoculated. It ended up in my hand before I knew it, and was filled with the fluid poison along with a long long needle with a cap on it. I didn’t realize I had it for a bit. Then, as I continued to non-evasively move through the crowd, I saw what I had. Similarly, they began to recognize that I was the one they were looking for and began to move again toward me. I felt it but did not look back. I just kept moving through the crowd looking for ways to blend in and for hidden places that could take me out from under their radar. I continued to find places that would give me a break from their chase, like under groves of pine trees.







I don’t remember any more ... Not sure I want to. ... What does it mean? Is this the end; one that we create for ourselves? one that the universe provides? Or what? God-dam-it. I want to know! He/she watches ...






Down the Great Rabbit wHole I go. Mad Hatter seems to know something that I don't.

Vic