Sunday, March 30, 2008

A Dream of the Future...

A few minutes ago I was awakened by THE most weird dream of my life. It was a dream about the distant future of America.

It was dusk, and many people were outside running around screaming - everyone was shot dead. The guns that shot those people were not held by other people, they were automated guns - and I immediately knew that those people were all out past curfew. The next day came, and all the bodies were gone. Dusk came again and the same thing happened with the people out past curfew and were shot dead, except some people knew how to fool the guns by acting like they were shot dead. Those people would lie on the ground and some how get up later when it was dark.

(At this point, I'm now part of the dream) The next day, dusk came and everyone was getting shot, so I laid on the ground with 2 other women and a little girl. Somehow the government caught on that people were doing this and was able to knock us all out (probably with a gas), so we all fell asleep. We woke up in a room that looked like an old small factory - I knew that the government caught us and thought we were about to get beat. We were there with a few other men and women who got caught. A general came in, without a smile, and made us dip our right index fingers in this white powder - if the white powder stuck to our finger, it meant we were born in an elite crowd and didn't have to die for being out past curfew. It stuck to all of our fingers, however the little girl was first sprayed on the hand with this clear oily liquid so the general could see what color it would changed to - then after the liquid made no color change, her hand was dried and he dipped her finger in the powder and it stuck.

A new general came in and immediately began to escort us out of the facility, which was not guarded very well. I first went to use the bathroom, so when I came out, no one was around. I exited the building and saw one of the guys I was with walking around the corner, so I ran and attempted to followed him, however I lost him again. There was an old gate that surrounded the building - it had human sized hole in it that I figured everyone went through. Before I walked off of the facility grounds, I looked up to see if there were any 'warning messengers' from Yahweh, there were none, so I went through the gate and walked up the road. I came to an intersection where there were no street lights, I looked to my right and saw no one - then I looked to my left and saw that the people I was with were going inside of a house. So I ran up to the house, and the general hit me in my side with a staff he was holding and asked me why I was late - I told him that I had to pee. So we all went in the house, walked up the stairs, and entered the living room of a very beautiful home. We were told that it was where we would be living from now on - and no one had a problem with this but me, because I knew that we had practically become slaves and there was no more democracy.

The general began to explain to us everything about the house, how the house was intelligent and monitored everything we did. He told us that in normal homes, when you walk through any door, a sound is made if you were wearing clothes that were inappropriate. He then looked at me and told me that my clothes were not appropriate, so I asked him why the door had made no sound, he told me that the options in that house - because of our status - allowed for the system to be silenced. He then directed our attention to the television, and it showed me walking through the door, but I looked like an evil monster wearing my same clothes (I don't remember what I was wearing - but it was nothing out of the ordinary). I took the monster to mean that I shouldn't be wearing those clothes because they were against the law.

Afterwards, the TV began to show everyone's possible future actions while in the house - some of the guys were gay, and they were having sex, the girls were partying and dancing, even people nude in the jacuzzi - everyone was having a great time in the house; but it didn't show me at all except when I was that monster walking through the door. So I asked the general how the house could predict the future. He then turned the TV station to show me.

The TV showed the manufacturing of these super intelligent computers, but they were the size of a ball point pen. Those little rods were black and had a multi-colored word on them - the multi-colored word on the rod/supercomputer began with an 'A' (I don't remember what it was because I had never heard of the word before). The TV showed these things being made by the millions, and it said that they are in every home and business to monitor everyone's actions, report illegal activity, and kill when necessary. The person on the TV talking about the rod said that it could even tell when someone was trying to disable it by showing a guy trying to break the rod by bending it, he was shocked by the rod and killed. Then it showed a child playing the rod, and the child was not harmed because the rod knew that the child was simply playing.

After I saw these things, I was furious and went into prophet/protest mode. I was so furious that I dared any gun to ever shoot at me. So I walked past everyone, including the general, went outside where it was almost pitch dark, and began to sing as loudly as I could so everyone in every nearby home could hear me. I sung something on the lines of "Yahweh will destroy those rods, each and every one of them. He will bring down these houses. He will bring this government to nothing, and the oppressed will be set free." Then I woke up.

Upon waking, I figured that if any of this is true, that prophet of Yahweh will have a lot of work on his or her hands because they will have to deal with a stubborn government and a stubborn people who simply accept the 'beautiful' bullshit they are given in life. That world had become extremely prone to violence, and those measures were taken to ensure people's safety - but they went about it in all the wrong ways, so it only made sense that Yahweh was ready shake the planet by sending another spokesman in an attempt to bring the world out of exile.