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I AM


I had a dream yesterday where i saw what looked like coral and possibly a palm tree which was fading into a coffee cream color. I then saw a man who was talking to me in a gentle and loving way. Lucid at this point and while I had the chance I asked him, Who are you?

Today the answer came back. As I was waking up a saw what looked like scales.

Having my morning coffee at my dining table I thought to myself, would be in their wisdom to answer with a picture. Feeling no further enlightened than when I had asked the questions I searched the internet for the term “scales” and was drawn to this image of the fish. I’ve started blogging my dreams again since returning from the MKP weekend. https://rubenbailey.com/ I was thinking what picture can I use for this dream. Not knowing what to put I though my alter flowers would go nicely. So I took this this picture. I wanted both picture but have a rule of only using one picture per dream. So I thought why not super impose them. This is what I got.

NOW I ASK YOU?????

Read yesterday’s dream where I asked the question Who are you? and look at the picture. My sheet music is in the background. The middle flower looks like a palm tree. The table looks like scales. My sheet music has scales, the fish has scales, this is where I sit and have my coffee and meditate and start my day with a sense of connection to God.

It is nothing less than magical the way spirit works. I consider yesterday’s dream precognitive because it foresaw today’s dream and arrangement of life events all summarized in one image. Truth to the saying a picture says 1000 words.

I’m struck by the placement of things and the word play in this dream.

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Who Are You? The Coral Forest


This morning I woke up thinking I couldn’t remember my dream. I then got up and went to the bathroom and returned to bed to do my 10 minute snooze. I then closed my eyes. 10 minutes later my alarm rang for the second time. I turned it off thinking I guess I wasn’t going to have a dream or morning visions that I could remember. I waddled in the warmth of my bed a minute longer and suddenly had a vision. I could see what appeared to be forest green colored coral which was moving as if it was on a turntable. As it turned on the left of my field of vision the coral would fade into a coffee cream color. I noticed some of the coral reminded my of palm trees. I then suddenly saw a man who approached from the coffee colored cream on the left of my vision. I noticed he had a short stubble sandy blond beard. He acknowledged me. I could see he was talking to me. Knowing I only had less than a minute to be with him I asked him my one question. Who are you?

Stone of Mystic Diplomacy

Once thought to be a plant, Coral has been considered the “garden of the sea”, even in so much as the variety of coloring it presents in. Coral symbolizes happiness and joy, enabling it’s bearer to enjoy life to its fullest.

The ancient texts tell us that people once believed that the planet Mars was actually composed of Coral due to its coloring and striations. Records date back thousands and thousands of years confirming that Coral has been used as jewelry and in decorative objects by peoples all over the world.

According to historians and Greek mythology, when Perseus cut off the head of the Medusa Gorgon, some of the blood dropped into the sea and solidified into Coral.

Ancient Egyptians would place Coral pieces in tombs of those that passed as protection against evil spirits in the afterworld, as they thought that it truly contained a drop a divine blood.

Coral may be found in colors such as red, pink, orange, black, blue and white.

What is considered an Organic Gem? Source

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Wink Wink

Wink ;)
As I woke up this morning I could see railings being erected as my conciousness rode past. Railing after railing after railing were being erected sequentially. My alarm rang and I got up and went to the bathroom to pee. I then returned to bed and snuggled with Butters for a 10 minute snooze. I immediately saw a colored woman looking slightly to the left. She acknowledged me with a sustained wink of the left eye.

Researched online: Winking is one of the more subtle gestures, usually involving eye contact between those involved. In most cases it is only meant to be known by the sender and their intended receivers. A single wink is usually a friendly gesture implying a degree of solidarity or intimacy. A wink could also be used as a somewhat humorous way to express sympathy, solidarity, and encouragement, especially when the winker is trying to put the receiver at ease in a situation where they might feel nervous or uncomfortable. In such cases the meaning of a wink is not unlike that of a “thumbs up”.

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Mermaid Girl

Mermaid

As I woke up this morning I saw a mermaid girl with thick long hair suspended in the weightlessness of space.  I recognize her.  She looks at me and smiles to acknowledge me then immediately looks down.  I could feel her sadness.

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Ultimate Ultimatum

March 15, 2018
Maybe the ultimate dream to have. In this dream I find myself fully awake praying for myself which in hearing myself pray struck me as odd that I would pray for my own needs prior to praying for the good of others. Not wanting to disturb the dream I decided to allow myself to listen to my subconscious prayers. After the prayer completed my body was raised up into the brightest most incredibly intense light. The space in which i found myself was rather small just enough room for me to stand within it. It felt like being in a phone booth. It was then explained to me that what I put in, I get back. Everything comes back to me. I then felt myself say, U L T I M A T U M. As word manifested, I wasn’t sure if it was going to be Ultimate or Ultimatum.

ul·ti·mate
being or happening at the end of a process; final.
the best achievable or imaginable of its kind.
a final or fundamental fact or principle.

ul·ti·ma·tum
a final demand or statement of terms, the rejection of which will result in retaliation or a breakdown in relations

a final communication by a party, esp a government, setting forth conditions on which it insists, as during negotiations on some topic
any final or peremptory demand, offer, or proposal

So in analyzing this dream, I was trying to figure out what picture I could possibly include to represent this dream on my WordPress dream blog. I also felt a bit uneasy believing that either I was putting an Ultimatum on God or God was putting an Ultimatum on me to do something. Uneasy is to say the least since I always want to be right with God. So in looking for images I saw this site. https://ultimatumtheme.com/. I guess they offer software to help you develop your WordPress themes. Is the dream telling me God ultimatum is for me to use Ultimatum to develop my WordPress blog. I know blogging my dreams is somehow part of my mission.

So I’m going to look into this software and maybe you should too. I think this dream is telling me I need to get back to blogging my dreams. I had procrastinated on blogging this dream until today March 25th, 2018 15 days after the dream happened. I just learned how to edit the posting date. Come to find out if you take it chronologically this dream was the first one after the Mermaid which pushed me to blogging again as it had been 4 years since the Indian Boy which was my last dream blogged until the Mermaid girl.

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I'm An Indian Boy

Indian BoyI had a dream. I am at home visiting family for the holidays. My cousin Dieanna is there who I haven’t seen in years. We step out onto the porch late at night. I can see the moon lit sky and the bare tree branches. She offers me a Juanita bud, sparks the flame to light and passes it to me. She doesn’t know that I don’t smoke. I feel I shouldn’t reject her offering so I take it and pretend to inhale. As I exhale, the cool damp night creates the faux smoke.

We then go back inside. I’m worried that some of the smoke might have made it past my own barriers. I quickly make my way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the vanity it occurs to me that I’ve never seen my face in the mirror. I then have a second awakening. I must be dreaming. In anticipation of what I’m about to see, I slowly lift my eyes and glance into the mirror. I can see my face clearly. I am an Indian boy with dark almond skin around the age of 17. My hair is thick jet black. My eyes lids have a subtle shade of blue. I comb through my hair with my fingers and reveal a thin red bandana across my forehead that was hidden underneath my hair. I look deeply into my eyes taking fingers as I caress my eyelids removing some of the blue shade. I’m an Indian Boy.

I turn around and leave the restroom. My cousin is waiting for me with a peace offering. She hands me a croissant and says, Eat!

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Sleepy Hollow

Last night as my eyes weigh heavy I forget for a moment where I am as a bright light fills my field of vision.  Startled for a moment, I hesitate and from the right corner of my eye appear a little boy wearing suspenders.  He is a furry little boy who looks like a bear.  He is as surprised to see me, as I am to see him.   He is unsure where to go first.  We pause and sit by a hollow.  He tells me he wants to explore but I sense someone is holding him back as if attached to me.   This is a beautiful place he rightly aught to enjoy.  I feel I’m holding on to something that I can’t let go.  My heart is heavy and sadness comes over me.  I look into his eyes and tell him I wish not to hold him up.  He is free.

 

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Spiral Plate – Red Black & White

I had dream where  my sister Grace is making dinner.  She is cooking spiral pasta (red, black and white).    We live in a small and very modest trailer home.  As I glance out the window, I notice there is an unfenced area just outside the back door which appears to be primarily for commercial use but I feel it would make for a nice place for Butters to run and play.  There is a wireless router in the grand room that extends reception to the bedrooms.  Grace sets my plate down on the table.  I look into the plate and find myself mesmerized by the beautiful swirling spirals of colors. I’m then shown a gift tag at the close of the dream which reads:  “FROM VEDGET”.

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Honey Just Marry Jewish

Like a Prayer : This dream was so funny I had to post it. So one day God came to Madonna and said, “I have just one commandment for you … Marry Jewish!” So Madonna went on her way. God saw Madonna was trying, so he placed on her path NOT 3 but 4 Honey Bunnies. Madonna was aroused by her new Honey Bunnies. As she lay in bed with her two Black Jewish Lovers, God came to her and said, “Since you have followed my commandment, I promise to have your back. He then taught her to fight her own battles.

Marriage Equality!!

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A Killer On The Loose

Swat TeamI had a dream where a killer was on the loose in my building. I fall prey to him and he takes me hostage. He loosely ties me up and stuffs me away in the closet next to my bed. Through the crack in the door, I can see his movements as he nervously paces back and forth to gather his strategy periodically looking out my bedroom windows to determine if the coast is clear.

I am in fear for my life. How could I ever escape his grip? This is a life or death situation and my captor has the upper hand,. In a flash of light, the moment comes for him to make his move to take me to a more secure location. My entre bedroom with me in it is teleported to a place among many. I am one of many similar examination rooms. They now have me under observation in my bed. His swat team is probing me to quickly determine my vital signs my make up and whether I’m still worth the value of a hostage. I get the sense that I’m worth more to them alive than dead. I feel like I’m being detained in a hospital. My arms are strapped with monitoring devices.

They are planning to extend their net to find men similar to me for capture. I need to find a way to send an encrypted message to the authorities those who may be aligned with me. My captors are targeting a group of gay men congregated for an event in a hotel. Telepathically, I can see a room filled with men. I seem to be able to communicate. I’ve successfully alerted them to the danger but will they make the right choice to evade their own capture.

I am struggling to awaken from the dream. My eyes open and I can see a female looking at me in examination. The others quickly push me back down into bed. I fall back into the consciousness of sleep. Their guns are firmly on me as their target. I hear and feel 3 shots into my bed yet none pierce me. I believe the shots were intended to be a warning.