Dreams and Visions I can't Ignore.

I've been pondering the proper outlet to share these, but time just keeps passing each day and I feel urged to share them with others, they feel pretty important, so I'm going to use facebook Notes for now. Perhaps later I will make them on a blog with titles. But for the time being I just wrote some of the ones that were most notable, I'll add some more when I get the memory of ones that I feel I should share. For now I'll place them here, I didn't place any  dates on them because that would require me searching through pages and pages, which I don't have the time for now, but perhaps later. They range pretty much from 2010 untill today. But I'll continue to add and edit for more understanding. Some of it may sound pretty far out and some may be left to interpretation. I'm not trying to convince and persuade or force anyone to believe anything, but I hope some of things you read here touch your heart or at least make you think. I know they've had a large impact on my life, and I'm not claiming to be the fountain of all knowledge on the subjects, though I do invest a great interest and attention to them. I'm merely sharing things I've seen and heard and have come to understand mainly through prayer and meditation. 

This is somewhat like a draft and I'll try to be adding more stories and things from time to time. If there is anything in particular you would like to know or if there's anything you'd like to share or say, inbox me, and peace to you all. 

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I was riding in the passenger seat while Gregory Johnson, a local community and Baha'i leader, drove us trough Eskasoni in his brown truck. We drove toward the ball field and the police station and on the left side of the road I saw two women pointing looking up into the sky, I tried looking through the window to see what they were looking at, I didn't get a good view so I climbed out the window and looked over the roof. At first I couldn't notice anything as the whole sky was overcast and my eyes were trying to adjust to the brightness, then I saw it. In the middle of the clouds was a circular opening and inside it was a circular ring of clouds and another circle that looked like it went up above the clouds like a cylinder, also white/grey like the rest of the clouds and moving in a counter clockwise direction.

Then the trees came in my way because Greg kept driving not realizing what was happening behind us. I said Greg, we have to turn around, we have to go back!! He said Okay, whats going on, and we drove a cpl hundred meters and turned around at a driveway.He asked me, where, and I said just up ahead, Keep going. I could see the fence and Frenchies store, We get back to the open and I see at one side of the ring a large being is descending wearing brown olive colored clothing like leather, I can only see from about his nose and below, the rest is shadowed  from his head-ware like a Cheyenne Dog warriors. He's like a giant human, and he's holding something like a spear or bow and arrows.

I realize the while it took us to turn around there was another one that looked identical to him on the opposite side of the ring already that was standing on the ground. I also see on their face like a mask like a corn husk mask, circle eyes and wide mouth. It feels serious, they are like guards, they have a duty, like protectors for the proceeding things about to happen. To make sure everything stays in line. The while I'm speaking loud saying, Greg, this is really happening, this is actually happening! and I'm getting out of the truck trying to turn my camera on my cell phone on to take a photo but suddenly feel ashamed because this is a monumental Sacred thing occuring and I'm being overly excited. I see groups of people coming from all directions, they all look serious and I also shut my mouth, I'm being too loud. Its very quiet despite all the people, They all know something very serious is happening and they come to see.

Then I see a large canopy and many people are coming to it, there are three rows of chairs in a semi circle facing inwards with a space to walk in the middle. Seated in them I see the backs of about I'm going to say, About 24, People, wearing clothing like gowns, of maroons, burgundy's, purple-blue and plum colors. Their hair is long just past their shoulders and is incredibly shiny and shimmers like reds, and golds and blonds. They have very fine gold jewelery on their heads and necks. They are like a council or emissaries. 

At the back of all the people a woman in royal blue top and bottom,  well over six foot tall and black hair and fair skin. She was like the head, and she walked between the people speaking many things of scriptural and spiritual truths and explaining the times and events that have been and are happening, and are going to happen, involving everyone and Earth. Her speech sounded strange like staccato because because was not her language. 

And she states, asking if we understand it all, as she walks toward the center front. I see alot of people are not sure what to say, or how to react or think, some look around at each other quiet and unsure . I felt many did not understand, not that all didn't, but I know that I did understand alot, I wanted her to see on my face that I did, but she did not see me. 

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I was in a room and saw a large window a woman gave me binoculars and I looked through the window and I am seeing into very deep space. But the largest object I see is  an eight pointed star with a red outline, and it is moving, coming toward us. 

Three friends of mine were in the room and a woman branded them with a Red target of two rings and a dot, she tried to brand me with it but I insisted she put it on my thumb nail, which I rubbed off after. It made me think of the story of Deganawidah  here is a link to one version http://www.manataka.org/page1639.html and a shorter version along with other prophecies http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/profecias/esp_profecia01h2.htm 

 I recommend the Red Elk version, it talks about a White serpent

["Daganaweda told the people that he saw that during this time of the return of the serpent energy, that a White Serpent would come into their land. For a time, it would intermingle with the people. It would be accepted by the Indian people, and they would come to regard the Serpent as a friend and a brother. This Serpent would grow and be nurtured by the people and over time the Serpent would become powerful. As it grew although outwardly friendly towards the people the ultimately become obsessed with having more and more power. 

This Serpent would have an insatiable appetite for power. It would seem that there would never be enough to satisfy this Serpent. It would reach out a giant claw and attempt to choke the life force from the People. If they did not succumb to the twisted will of the Serpent, which would grow more and more delirious with its quest for knowledge and power. The Serpent would grow mad and think that it could own the very Earth itself."...]

I'm not sure this is connected with the story above, I think it might be because during the time I had been thinking about the above story alot. It's interesting none the less. 

I had a vision of a man and a white serpent floating in a space, the Serpent emanated a bright white light in all directions. The man not facing the serpent at first, slowly turned and as he saw the Serpent and its light he became instantly obliterated. Seeing it was knowing it and its power destroyed him completely. I heard its name, it was long and start with an "S" Not able to pronounce or remember it. Its probably best that I can't.

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September 28, 2015

So early this morning after the blood moon I had a vision, it was quick, and vivid and I'll share.

I saw a shore on a sea at night and out of it came up onto the shore a grey-black giant beast like dragon, not the winged type, more like a lizard or dinosaur, but a strong black dragon that walked on all fours, its hind legs in the water and its front ones on the sand. Its arms bent and pointing inward like many reptiles do but its arms were long and it stood tall. I could see the large muscles around its shoulders and thick neck. It stood there for some time as if it was gathering itself, breathing, like it just came from someplace strenuously and was catching its breath. It had strange crooked short black spines all down its back and head. It slowly moved its head around looking off and around as it breathed through its nostrils. Like it was looking for where it might go next. Like this thing was no good and was going to bring it.

I could also see about a dozen and more of its offspring washing up on the shore in the waves in fetal positions in thin sack like eggs.

Then I could see another thing, another beast that was an abomination. An immense ugly abomination. I could tell this by the many many legs this beast had on its long giant body.
And on its back sides there were in lined patterns sickly looking yellow-white spots, about four rows or so on each side. But I am not sure if this was an entirely different beast, or just another image showing me more in depth what the first beast was, that it was a terrible abomination.

A peculiar time to see this the morning after the blood moon on Sukkot. Many things are happening in the world and I think things are going to start turning. I also believe the eggs are more things yet to come about and grow over time by whichever terrible things feed them. Will just have to wait and see and pray.

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I saw was looked like the distant future where people lived in very small close knit communities, real back to basics, no electricity and electronics, no vehicles, gathering water at the river, sooty clothes, probably no soap. Kind of like the poor villages in the first hunger games movie if you want a visual.

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I am on a highway and I see an oil refinery on the right side of the highway with a pipe that transfers the oil over across the road to become distributed. In the middle of the pipe in big pitch black numbers is 666.

One of the big evils in this world, drilling fracking, extracting and refining oil. Billions of years of photosynthesis burned in a matter of decades to produce toys and trinkets and dirty fuel. 

Another dream I am walking a dirt road guided by two different spirits who frolic, flirt and play together, We come to a spot where there are big trucks and tractors with the operators cutting and bull dozing the forest, there's a group of environmental scientists making assessments and I attempt to talk and argue for what they are doing, but they are full of scientific claim and correctness that they think know whats good and justifiable because of their methods and training and scientific data. But they lack or refuse understanding of the spiritual interconnectedness and interdependance of nature and its wholeness. I'm unable to counter an argument because of this difference and they have power and authority to destroy in the name of progress and science because of its common acceptance. 

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I saw an enormous stadium jam packed with millions of haughty people, scowling, mocking and jeering, wide eyed and screaming mouths at a long haired native man who was on his knees in the center holding an eagle. He wore blue and red strips of fabric on his wrists, ankles, arms, legs and around his head like a headband, indicating his spiritual balance (The red and blue.) They derided, hated and scorned him very harshly, they had him there to crush him, for what reason? Hard to understand that kind of hate. He was there forced to kill the eagle which symbolized his spirituality and ways. So he killed it having no other choice... BUT he then held it and breathed life back into it!! It eyes opened back up and became alive once again, all the while all the people who surrounded saw him do this miraculous thing, still they all did not change their feeling of contempt, hate, and their way. Disregarding the display or spiritual power coming back unassertive they still stayed scornful and wicked and cruel remaining unchanged and unaffected by seeing a divine power and resurrection of Native spirituality and life because they had so much hate and were disbelievers in peace and spiritual things.

I see this as the way native people were out-powered by the number of western people forcing their will and belief upon us and attempting to assimilate us and to wipe out our natural way. Which we allowed to happen because of our humbleness and not having the same interest and desire to force others to our will. There stands a key difference for anyone who understands. Living peacefully and not intruding or fighting back on others is not a way we want to spend precious time with the life have. We seem to put up with the situations we have landed in because of others, just so we share time with our loved ones.

Also that it is beginning once again that we are coming back alive as a people, having a connection to the spirit, not all of what is lost is lost forever. We learn and gain from the creator. And it also shows that there will still be lots of hate and disregard for our belief and way of life, even with all the magic that can be witnessed, you can't change their hearts. But stay motivated, don't be knocked down or discouraged. Love.

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I seen the Crazy Horse monument, a group of Native people standing in front of the big face with cans of white paint and start covering its face with the white paint. A sort of way of showing and drawing attention that they do not believe in blowing up a mountain to make a carved face to show our pride or mark, such as with mount Rushmore. It is not a native way to boast and show pride like that, it is more like becoming like the colonial Western or European ways, dominating, oligarchy and supremacy and imperialism. They are reclaiming what they as natives really stand for. Showing that that is not us and not how we demonstrate our values. Thus the white paint, reflecting white supremacy and whitewashing and post colonial idea or a sort of reparation.

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In a dream I was talking with community members about a message I received, I heard it tell me, There is a place that is sacred where there are eels, in Cape Breton it seemed, when we start finding eels which are not normal, sick or deformed, the New world Order is here.

I had also seen marching groups of police in lines wearing body armour and riot gear.

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Added Fri. Sept 19 2014

I'm on the side of a hill over a long grassy field standing with a peasant, we are looking to a large rock plateau with a cliff on the side, and a King on top. He sits on a throne wearing a red and white cape like a king of medieval or middle ages and wears a gold crown. At first he is young, his words and laws come out of his mouth and they manifest. His laws are simple at first then become larger and larger, while at the same time he is eating more and more and becoming sloppy and gluttonous, larger and lazier. He becomes elevated from the people by this until he is no longer in touch with the real world. He's frivolous and his laws that he makes become many and very petty until there are just so many it makes life very complicated for people to do things and live life a normal and simple way. There are too many rules and regulations and hoops to jump through, too complex and convoluted .I ask the man what he likes about the king/future, He tells me he thinks its a good thing and that he seems to take care of the people, but I know he is not all aware of the consequences and problems it will cause down the line and he is too polite and passive and submissive to go against it. He is simple and busy with his own life. But I know this is the Imperialism Monarchy and the spread of colonialism and its rules. Conditioning the masses, Centralization and making people believe they need to be governed and micro-managed. To live a standard way that is not in natural law. Causing people to believe they are not empowered and capable of things themselves. To listen and submit to authority blindly and to revere or put credence towards titleship's and paternalism.

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I dreamed I was watching a group about two or three hundred native people from all over gathering together all wearing traditional and contemporary clothing and regalia which were nice and full of bright colors and soft leathers.
More than a dozen drums and they were singing a fun song in some language but I understood and translated in English. It was like they were speaking a message, talking to Western society and non native peoples with what they were singing and it made me laugh lol.
It went a little something like "Yes, we will wear your clothes!, yes, okay we will do as you say, yes okay, we will follow with your waaays! Just Kidding!!! hahahahaaa!!" and the laughing at the end was part of the song and everyone was laughing together, because it was so funny like and inside joke. But it was also like a reconvening together after being ignored and disregarded, if you won't work with us, so be it, we will stick together.
Not easily put in words but like they all watch and see this busy world as people scurry and rush around and really just missing the point of it all. But when there's contact between the two cultures/societies, There's often expressed concern or contempt at our affairs, which often is a cause of our separation. We indifference because of this judgement.
Its like a white savior industrial complex that believes it knows whats good for us and the world and keeps trying subtly or not so subtly to tell us that we need to become a part of it. Which to us can sometimes seem so silly and backwards and counterproductive. So, we know that's not us and we just pretend to agree for the sake of the moment and to keep face or relations. They feel they did something good and we go on our loving laughing way.

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I see inside of a Catholic church, there is nobody inside, except for a large angel which was floating inside in one spot, so very glorious, flowing things that look almost like large colored ribbons and lines all around him. I had the impression as if there is an angel in every church for us. 

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I traveled somewhere in a dream with my grandmother and a close friend, in the far distance to where we were going was an enormous coniferous tree, few thousand meters in height it seemed. I could see many things coming from and going towards it in all directions. I could see two branches on the right which were snapped and hanging, The upper one is where we went to.

When we got there I saw a concrete like  and a wall behind. lightly engraved lines making squares on the floor from one end of the platform to the other. In the center of each square was an engraved circle and in each one on a chair sat beings wearing garb similar in in a way to what you might see a bishop wearing, bushed out over their legs, large wide sleeves over their hands. They were purple and black with gold trim embroidery and embellishments. They wore all the same caps also similar in a way to a bishops cap, except for it being pointed in the top center, it was cut like a V, in which at the bottom was a symbol of a triangle with a circle within. Because the areas of their eyes were shadowed I couldn't see all the details of their faces, though they looked almost like grey aliens. I could hear a voice explaining to me that they control people en masse though religion, government politics and money. and I saw a friend who is a pastor dressed in the same clothing with his face deep in the Bible not realizing he was just like they. So absorbed into the book he was and this made me confused because he's a very devout christian and tries hard to live a good life. I don't want to make any presumptions about the Bible and the religious systems, but this dream has made me think hard and everything might not be as it seems. It's as if they may be or, or are, entities on higher levels manipulating the church and the people, for some reasons I'm not fully aware  

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I dreamed an old man led me and a girl into an elevator, and there was a puddle of red wine spilled in front of the elevator doors, which I stepped over, but the girl stepped in. I took napkin out of my pocket and wiped her shoes dry, we arrived at the floor, the old man and the girl exit before me and we walk into a Catholic church, the old man walks along the left wall meeting people who seem to be expecting us, I see a White statue of Mary in front of a table covered in pamphlets, I walk past the edge of the balcony above my head and something falls on the top of my cheek which I thought was a spider. I look up and then I think for a moment. Maybe something is trying to tell me something or warm me.So I look around and see the Priest in the center Aisle Speaking to the congregation, which there are many different people sitting, Which are really strange looking faces, Large teeth and eyes and blue and orange hair and skin, plastic looking, monstrous, and the Priest also has a head resembling a Hog. 

I freeze and then I walk quick and grab the girls shoulder and whisper that we have to get out of here, this place is demonic, and we walk fast enough to not draw attention back to the elevator. I'm panicking trying to remember which buttons the old man pressed so we can get out of there, and I tell her we need to pray right now. You don't realize how much over our heads we are right now. She refused to pray, saying she will pray her own way, not taking it serious. The people expecting us find us and try to administer to us white pills, which i pretend to take, but am so anxious they clearly saw that I didn't put them in my mouth as I tried to put them in my pocket. And I began to fight them off. I could also see all the congregation standing together and looking at me like I am not Joining them like I am a rebel. I felt like this was showing me how the demons are also working the church.

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I was on top of a hill walking along with a large crowd of party-goers who were all walking downhill toward a rock concert stage, and they waited for the artists to come out. It was a giant crowd, and then I saw an Angel about 250 feet tall with white hair and blue clothing holding a very long Stringed instrument. He glared down and spoke sturdily "If no one Cares to Listen, Why Should I play!" and so he turned and went away, as his song would have brought people a blessing and good way of life if they had desire to pursue good. But Instead he left because nobody cared, only for what is cool and questionable, and with that it made room for a demon to come in the place instead, and I felt the presence of a very large evil demon coming in the distance, and I quickly left that place. 

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The same day or day later that Pope Francis became the new Pope, I dreamed I am in a room and the Radio is playing a song and the person is shouting "Petros Romanos is Here! Petros Romanos Is here!" Relating to Saint Malachy's Prophecy of the popes, and the 112th pope being the last, which is what we have now and I'm curious to see how this will all transpire.

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One day I was riding with a friend and a taxi Passed us with the number 66666 on its side, I tried to brush it off as coincidence. We arrived at a grocery store before we went to the apartment. The two women in front of us, Her change is 66.66 I hear them say. That night I dreamed I was at a graduation ceremony that was just finished. It was good to see many old classmates and childhood friends, We were all happy, then little by little everyone started leaving and going their own way. It was also getting dark very quickly and and military police began driving through the streets with their search light trying to spot anyone who was out, as if there was a curfew. I hid in a shadow beside a corner, a guy walked in front of me and grabbed something he stashed near by, I met him and I followed him to an apartment complex, It felt very dangerous and dark out side, and I had my backpack with rope, and he searched through the piles of things in the room. I could see the window was uncovered and I saw a hill with trees like a park, and people walking swiftly see the light on in the room we are in, and more come running over shouting with incredible contempt, anger and hatred. They had no light in them whatsoever and they recognized we had light in us and they hated us for it so much, If they didn't have any, they didn't want anybody to have any. They despised us and wanted to devour and destroy us. It felt to me like it could have been something like the Three Days of Darkness. 

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I saw an Angel in white standing in the air beside the church in Eskasoni. It was looking and pointing at the church, at which there were large holes broken into the three steeples. I heard his voice declare "The church is broken and needs to be Fixed, and It will be Fixed."

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I see us sending things across to the middle east, explosives, broken things, and filthy things. Because we send these things there they are angry and come to do something about it.

I am with some other men and we are cutting corrugated tin sheets into strips about ten inches wide and burying them half way in the earth bent into zigzag patterns as a trap, because there were a large group of Muslim fighters on dark brown horses running to our way. It was getting dark and they were running fast and the horses tripped on the strips of tin sticking out of the road and they fell, horses and riders, onto the tin strips cutting into them and some dying an others really hurt.  Me and two others got back to our makeshift camp behind a house, one of my friends was the look out checking ID's, but she knew me an didn't ask. 

I went to the barrel of fire to warm up near all the others who were sitting around. Then a large group of young men and young boys arrived carrying expensive looking torches on horseback. They all wore blue argyle sweaters and were shouting aloud things of Islam in Arabic. Their eyes were all wide dark brown and gleaming. I could tell they were really trained and well funded, and I was surprised at how even the young boys were shouting things, which they were so young to even really know about.

I am not saying Islam is evil, in fact I had a dream which showed me the Qu'ran and a voice proclaiming "The Holy Qu'ran!"

I felt this came to me as a rebuke or to correct my wrong because earlier this day me an a couple others were talking about Islam how crazy we thought they were. After this I found a copy to become more familiar with Islam.

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The day everyone saw the photos online of the white moose that was killed by sport hunters I dreamed I was on top of a hill with someone and we looked down the hill, we see a young native man in a plaid short sleeve, short dark gelled hair, jeans, standing in shallow water, beside a cliff wall yelling and shouting at a large blue-black moose in the woods, He was provoking it and making it nervous, at first it wanted to be left alone, then it got afraid and charged the young man, which he ended up getting hung up between his rack and then he charged him into the cliff wall and he fell out onto his face in the water.

The Moose ran off, and I hear native women and men angry and shouting wanting revenge on the moose for hurting the man. Who really brought it upon himself by provoking and threatening it. But they refused to see that point. They wanted to run and get their guns and there was even pressure on me to get a gun and go after it as well. I ran and picked up a rifle from a small pile, but I felt it was not my gun, and it was not loaded, it was not my fight to be in and refused to involve myself this way. But other men ran off after it, cornering it, while a female moose mother and her two young calves came out of the woods trying to follow the bull.

Young native and half native guys ran out high on the energy of aggressive action took a bow and shot at one of the calf's, thinking they are big warriors, only hurting it, getting an arrow stuck at the top of its back. I ran to the mother but she was afraid and reacting and tried to bite me, I ran to the calf who was shot, I pulled the arrow out which gave him pain, and he was curious and innocent and pure. I was frustrated by the aggression and chaos of both sides. Protesters and RCMP. Shortly after the trouble with the fracking and RCMP and protesting in Elsipogtog started. Two different ideologies, cultures collide. 

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I dreamed I saw the elite like government and corporational people working against Conscious and aware people, activist people, Trying to keep them divided and separated from each other. But I heard tell, that we will still come together and will win and overcome. - So Don't give up the fight! or Peace and love rather, because violence and force and aggression only divides and destroys. 

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Recently I saw many natives, mostly from around home, Walking marching in the street chanting and shouting RCMP Go Gome. But we should not be protesting the RCMP, there are more important things to do and to put our energy into. Things towards God and building new community. Where is God, Where is love, when we are protesting, shouting and angry. There are more effective and important things.

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This morning the last dream I had, I saw a boy laying on the ground who was badly injured laying on his stomach. There were a couple bystanders, one was a guy who helped move him onto a plank of wood.

Then there were two low stone walls perpendicular to each other with two pieces of lumber touching the inside of one and the other ontop of each other.

there were two more that the boy was on, and they were about the same length by eye. An old man sat beside as the planks that were the boys were placed on top of the first two, this was how he was being measured or judged. They put one end down first and the other end was just above the lip, a tight squeeze, and would not be pushed down.

But I said that it might fit if they were placed down evenly at the same. 

Then it became dark and the younger man had a torch like a flare, like a thick welding rod, he lit it and there was a red orange glow, the old man had one as well that was half used up and the younger girl's who was burning but nearly finished lit the old mans, and it was windy so they had a large square of green canvas or tarp to shelter them a small bit, made of the same material as the giant tent they were in.It was huge with stone arches like ribs holding it up.

The heat from the torches was close to the tarp and it began to shrink and melt, which also the walls of the tent shrank and moved also which caused the stone arches to move and fall apart and crumble.

The whole time quietly at the other side was a lion who was like a man. The rocks fell around him up to his belly and over his shoulders and he let out a loud roar. But there was also a smaller figure with him who was quiet and cant remember details other than he had white or lighter color clothing.

Then I see him with a woman queen or his mother wearing grey and white, and some others around like her courtiers perhaps. she tells him to go and put a final stop to those who are causing the damage and he walks to the shore with his side person in white and they go onto a boat to leave looking determined and serious and valiant. Then I see the figurehead on the bow is covered with a cloth sack and is being lifted partly and it looks like the top of a white horse.

It made me think of the Lion of Judah and the tabernacle, and the white horse in Revelations.

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I saw a line up of teal colored giant angels on teal horses. They had on blue-black metallic helmets, belts, shoulder armor, and harness over their shoulders. They were in procession deep in a cave going around a long turn, and beside them was a flat pathway that went around the turn too, and they had red leash like things which they guided people, or the souls along with, who were covered completely in mud, dirty by their sins. They were being led somewhere, not exactly sure where, but I feel it wasn't somewhere pleasant because they appeared remorseful the way they moved and the way they seemed to quietly accept what is happening. 

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I traveled in a dream to Sodom and Gomorrah and it was dark as night. It was an empty city made of stone. It was really quiet there. It was a dead place. As I got closer I could sense spirits around the place, but they were very quiet. Not even the wind blew. I heard a crow which warned me to turn around, that there is nothing here but dark spirits. I turned and shouted "Praise the Ka." It was God who brought this city down. Two friends were following and I told them to turn back as well. We would have only been bothered by dark spirits if we had stayed.

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I had been paying attention to some news this summer and I saw that the group supposedly ISIS had destroyed the Tomb of Jonah in Mosul, Northern Iraq, and it got me thinking about The Sign Of Jonah in the Bible in Matthew 12:38-45 and also Luke 11:29

Where it says [38 Then some of the scribes and Pharisees said to Him, "Teacher, we want to see a sign from You."39But He answered and said to them, "An evil and adulterous generation craves for a sign; and yet no sign will be given to it but the sign of Jonah the prophet; 40for just as JONAH WAS THREE DAYS AND THREE NIGHTS IN THE BELLY OF THE SEA MONSTER, so will the Son of Man be three days and three nights in the heart of the earth.…]

Days later I had dream I rode my bike into a dark town and took a few turns through a few blocks and I realized I did not fit here, On sides of the roads people were playing cards, hanging out, like modern pop culture people, When i turned my bike around to go back, I drew attention to myself causing many of them to eye me, they started to follow me and  mock me, Making fun of me trying to humiliate and embarrass me, and trying to make me look like I had fake tan on. I got to the top of the hill and there a girl had a fishing rod as she pulled back to cast she caught my by my collar, As well there two other guys near by, which all the people around surrounded and made us fight each other similar to the Hunger Games Movie. But the winner will win the prize of a cruise package. To them the cruise package was "the thing" and the winner should be so happy to win it. A superficial thing. When we finished, though we didn't really destroy each other, but we just sort of put on a show, making it look like we tried. The three others were clapping and cheering but I wasn't. I was angry and horrified taking in everything, looking at the crowd cheer at us, acting like we should be proud of winning the cruise, like it was all there was to live for. I saw the girl next to me looking at my sideways as she clapped and murmured that I should clap and cheer to. Otherwise everyone will see that we are not like them, and they will become angry and single us out and persecute us.

So I did, and then when they settled down a bit the girl and I hugged in recognition of each other. She told me her 3 digit assigned number and told me to find her again. 

I went my way, walking through a long hall like a mall around a couple corners and I saw an old friend who is nowadays gay, walking alongside a guy whom I never saw before, they were walking fast in a sort of hurry. I ran up to say Hello because I haven't seen him in such a long time, and they didn't say much, they were in a rush it seemed and didn't really want me to know what they were up to. At the end of the hall I could see an open door into a room like washroom, and straight across was another open door into a locker room where I could see and hear men standing in line laughing and talking, in front of one man was another man on his knees with his back toward my direction. Then I see a word in front spelled out in the air and a voice that came out of me Loudly which said "Defilement!!"  Suddenly a group of people rush toward very angry and hostile and dark, saying "Who SAID THAT!!? Who's going against us, Who is not supporting us!!

I'm surrounded by them because they heard the loud voice. One is a woman who looks at me and says, "Aren't you one of those people going around trying to convince people that there's an afterlife!? Well, I don't need any proof for an afterlife, I have all the tools I need for this life! You and Your flag books!" referring to Holy books intending to insult and condemn me. I tried to get out and they tried and did hurt me as I escaped.  I feel this did indeed show me that this is an evil and adulterous generation we really are living in now a days and that the Tomb of Jonah may really be the sign spoken of.

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I saw the evening sky open up like an enormous rectangle parting and a loud voice heard by all say "It is time!" Inside of it I could see a space much larger and vast and bluer than the space we see at night, and many different stars hanging and many different words written in silver white letters in and across this firmament. Everyone saw it and heard the voice and knew instinctively what it was and what it meant and knew it was God. It was like the Harvest, or Rapture.

I could perceive and hear everyone scream and panic and run because they had not expected God to come at that time, or so soon, or even at all. Hoping and wishing they had more time, even just a few more minutes to prepare. But they could not. 

A separate but shorter dream I was being told and shown that we have to be ready for God at every moment. Always to be ready.  

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One night after reading one of the Psalms in the Bible, I can't seem to find it at the moment, I'll write it when I find it. I was being taken through a red tunnel incredibly fast, I was like a blood cell shooting through a cosmic vein. I came out and I was seeing Gods Creation, which appeared to me like a giant reddish cloud surrounded by blackness, the outer darkness, which I understood he created, like a vacuum, I could hear and see that what doesn't work correctly anymore within gets spewed out or ejected like a splinter into that darkness. Like a bad piece of meat or a cancer.

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about 5 months later

Just as I was about to wake up I saw angels sitting on a cloud, wearing white gowns, being friends. They had very peaceful and loving faces, some had their heads leaned on the shoulder next to them, and another angel was nearby sitting by itself wearing a very tall roundish golden crown. Then I heard a choir of angels praising God, They all sang simultaneously so swiftly and powerfully with incredible precision saying "hallelujah, praise the Lord!" With amazing high tones and ranges. And they were just loving and enjoying every second of it! I could even see the sound, it was like a pillar of white light with beautiful colours within it, if white could have colours. 

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I dreamed I saw three groups of Mi'kmaq people, The first group consisted of the most marginalized ones who struggled the hardest, who live within the Indian act, Reservation apartheid system and many hold the belief consciously or subconsciously that white people/society are superior to them. Because of class Segregation and Seeing everything on Tv and advertisements that makes western society and lifestyles and materialism appear so glamorous and Luxurious, while they structural racism and invisible oppression. Many struggle with addictions and abuse and indifference, low self esteem, dis-empowerment. No support, no future. Etc.  

The second group consisted of the older generations who have an ethic of hard work. They live within, adapted to, and make the most of their life within treaty hunting fishing rights, Indian act, and different hustles. They're not particularly thriving, more like getting by, or making it. Making the most of their time and life with what they have, visiting, doing their best. Content enough to not bother exerting energy to fight for change. 

The third and largest group consisted of mostly the younger generations, who are more well aware and waking up, discontent and fed up of the inequality and dysfunction and inadequacy natives face as a nation. They are strongly willing, able, and do desire to make and work towards change. They just are not all aware of each others presence yet.  Many feel alone or somewhat powerless and perhaps just waiting for the proper outlet or channel to lead in the proper way. 

I had a very long dream, Skip to the end, I am standing speaking with a relative, and different small groups of people from the community are walking toward our direction, passing us and we walk the same way down the road, I look an see the Milky way and the stars are very very clear and bright, I see parts of the milky way outlined with bright stars, I follow the milky way up with my eyes and I see words spelled out with the stars, the only word I remember clearly seeing was the word MICMAC and my heart started to beat and I began to be afraid, and everyone else around me saw the words and also began to run and scream in panic. It reminded me of the previous vision above in this dream, and I began to try to speak out about saying that it's a Sign and God is coming back soon, but everyone was so frantic that they couldn't or wouldn't even hear me. I felt like I should have began to be more spoken about it sooner than later. Which is why Im putting this out here.

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I was with a group of people in a large tent, there is a horse coming with a Arab Sheikh or a Caliph in black and yellow and white clothing, and his saddle is like a throne or chair. Decorated with lots of gold colour, he is coming to the tent, and people are ready to let him in and to honour him, But I see on his seat, there is an image of a Dragon, I quickly unzip the tent near me and tell loudly, I will Not Bow to the Dragon, as he is entering, and I step out before he has time to hear me, but others heard me an opened their eyes but did not leave yet right away. 

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I ended up in a high place, I was in a large white room full of shelves with what look like glass jars. Everything emanated white light. I was in total awe and laughing at how incredible this was what I was seeing, and I was inside one of the Jars. I saw five or so giant elders what I would call them, So tall in white robes, like 60 meter high or so from how I estimated. One man on the left stood speaking to the others who knew I was there, but they did not acknowledge me because of my smallness. I heard him speak to the others that he is concerned about humans spiritual development being disrupted by lower vibrations, ie. lust, anger, aggression, pain, grief, jealousy, rage, control. etc. 

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Scriptural words feed and nourish your soul like food and drink. One day in Halifax after hearing a woman speak to a group of us about a certain story in the Bible, and hearing some other readings when I went to the drop in center having a quick Bible study, I dreamed that night I had food, and I was getting water from out of a spring, and then many raccoons started coming out from the woods in the dark, they were so hungry, they crowded me and I started throwing pieces of the little bread that I had till I had hardly anything left.  Much like this youtube video called Raccoons love Doritos. I felt it showed me how hungry people really are for spiritual nourishment and that is a way to be fed for those who are in darkness and hungry, like racoons.

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Another night I saw a church and its doors were closing, and after it closed people ran to it desperately, and these people were so skinny, really skinny, you can see their bones an their clothes were muddy and getting ragged, They ran to the door knocking and began digging and clawing at the dirt underneath the door desperately to get in. 

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I seen a tall grey stone arch way made like two pillars, and a large beautifully carved stone across the top, not something you would find on earth, but It stood on the Earth. In the archway on the the left was a female, and across on the right was a male, Like a beautiful prince and a princess and they stood apart with their right arm to the small of the others back gazing at each other with straight faces. They had on the most beautifully well made and fitting and detailed clothing. Deep blue and green. She had a dress and he had fitting clothes. They had so much honour and dignity, humbleness and nobility, reverence and respect and a different kind of love. While they stared with this love, I could see the Earth behind them start to shake, cracks like earth quakes, and it shook more violently and crumbled apart every piece until there was nothing left, except for the small bit of land that the archway stood on, all the while they never flinched of moved and inch, continually gazing at each other.

Then my vision shifted and I can see our solar system like a heliocentric simulation with the planets slowly moving on their orbital paths marked by thin grey lines. On each planet I could see small blue circles marking the points on the revolving planets in patterns like Ley lines. I could see our earth Shift from its Blue and green shape into something different, Like a metallic looking or something. It wasn't completely round, it had a few angles on it, but when this happened I could understand that people evolved this by raising vibration to cause the shift, They were all united as one, like a collective, and could communicate with and make decisions altogether, to direct the planet around the solar system where we desire and to send healing energy into the other planets, especially at the Ley lines for greatest effect, to heal or repair where there have been trauma like earthquakes, or asteroid strikes or frictional shifts, geopathic stress etc.

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I am in a house and I climb a ladder to a higher floor and there is a mother and father seated at each wall facing each other. They're much larger than I and two babies crawl on the wood floor nearby. There is a wide hole in the floor and the father picks up a baby and hangs him into the hole to look, and I do the same with the other baby. Inside I see the Space and the Planet Earth is moving on a very fast path, I hear a voice say "God made a plan but it was hijacked" and I see two giant olive brown colour dragons with wings and claws and thick bones fly and land on the Earth and crawl over it. They are not larger than the Earth, but they make it look small. There's an enormous worm like serpent four or five times longer than the Earth perched in front watching with a sick hunger, perverted and depraved smiling grimly with contempt at us.

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Just woke from a dream that I was in a strange place. There was a futuristic track like a roller coaster train, I didn't go on it, but I swung like a zip line between the platforms trying to get somewhere.
I landed at one and I came out of a door into an open space with people all around, there were bars and people sitting calling over people. Calling over one of my friends. They were very dark inside. I went to a wooden ramp/patio like an entrance/exit for one bar, I knew some people inside that were coming out, but they didn't know me. They were intoxicated and I did not know them either. They recognized me but didn't care. We were unfamiliar.

I walked on wanting to escape to somewhere and I found a room of Windows with a small vehicle inside for the security it seemed because there a system you had to get through and an automated robot that stopped you if you didn't belong. I somehow got in the chair and overtook the system that prevented anyone from operating it, I started it up and there were automated doors and a track for vehicles. It was a bit like driving a manual for the first time but i got though and pretended to be a security man and drove into the large building like a mall/airport terminal. I drove around wondering how I'd get out, but I started noticing how curious and strange everything was. I saw many people being strange, sitting on chairs, sitting on floors, just odd. There were places that looked like shops with strange things inside. The place had a suspicious feeling, I had to be careful not to reveal who I was so I wouldn't cause dissension because I was not the same.
The whole place went up like an incline and I passed rooms watching everybody, the design looked very contemporary almost futuristic. I saw a room full of strange plants and people looking like they were for sale. I have trouble remembering what we're in most of the rooms I just know every thing was odd and new agey of different types. As I got closer to the top I heard a woman say "did you see the church" or place of worship, curious I went to the top which was the end, into an open room that held the altar for God, and it was also very odd. There were many tall red candles against the wall and things shaped all strange, round and bendy and crooked by design. Golden things made wavy. Things randomly placed. People were making the altar look the way they wanted, changing it, like altering the tabernacle or covenant to suit ourselves. Changing Gods laws. The thing it made me think about Is the story of Jesus entering the temple courts and seeing it full of merchants and money changers. A contemporary temple court.
I began going back down to where I came from, stopping in front of one merchant's who had many toys and things that were very old. I bought two things for close to nothing. I said for my future children, and looked at one closely, a toy dog with chipped paint and a damaged wheel and a wooden stick attached that had been sanded down to remove the old rough wood. It represented morals or what was left because It had been sanded down. I wanted to give to my future children.

As I left I saw giant metal gears and they were covered in fur or hair and in between were strange grey oval eggs, shape like giant ant eggs also hairy furry. They caused the gears to work harder and very slow and laborious, Unnatural. I feel like the gears of natural order and creation. I should say, I sometimes see bad or strange eggs in visions as a beginning of curse from sin, in this case.

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I see Eskasoni's population boom. Many new children playing together on better playgrounds and beginning new dynamic relationships. I see Eskasoni become more cleaner, structured and livable. More people working. More foundation. I see the youth being more happy and respectful and well mannered and more driven, but not in a dog eat dog way. More spiritually expansive and thinking more on a global sense, or even cosmically, as in our place in the universe. I see them more connected and pure and intelligent and curious. I see them taking part in new types of learning trips, outside of the regular school curriculum, banding together and joing and supporting each other. I see parents trying harder raising their kids, putting up less with bad attitudes and behaviour. looks like people have been praying. Don't stop, keep em going. our prayers are strong. Where there is hope, there is life.

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November 2, 2014

I had a dream this morning I was driving on a rough dirt road behind a long line of people in cars, motorcycles and some even on roller blades. There were construction machines every now and then working on the road. The Ones on roller blades seemed symbolic for the people who had little, like lack of support, little or no direction or help, or little skill. Because I saw some of them fell or were having a hard time compared to those who had more.

I came to the end of the road which grew a very thick tree which looked somewhat sick. But it was still very strong and think and growing slowly. which I felt symbolic for this drug culture that is already strong and still growing, or at least the sick part of the tree anyway. On the branches some people were hanging on, wild bunch of people, party people and heavy drug users. I stopped at the tree and looked around and I heard one girl speaking about how she could get free pills shooting up.
I went around the tree and lots of people were standing near the bottom of this thing, like it was an exit for some ride and they'd get a pill at the end. One of the pills someone was concealing in a green marker and it fell out and he became sheepish. Some of them were friends who tried to justify or rationalize their use of drugs to me. But it wasn't good in the first place, they wouldn't need try explain anything. They were only fooling themselves stuck in an illusion. it made me sad.
One with the green pill liked it because of the feeling it brought that his heart seemed to lack. A lack he was trying to fulfill, his not being able to communicate his true feelings or open his heart to people that would love him. So he used to dull this longing and temporary fill it. He needed healing, nurturing, acceptance and proper learning on expressing himself and not hatred or blame.
The people chasing the drugs did for a few reasons. like the slide they went on went down and up. The hunt for them gave them something to do, Finding them gave them people to talk with so it created a sort of circle to belong to. Since many felt excluded and not belonging to a family or community or something bigger, they wanted a belonging to something, even though it was destructive, they would enjoy the negative situations and habits becoming care free. They became identified with it.
The distance between the users and non users becomes greater creating an Us vs Them attitude, which only creates more strife and animosity.
They would come out looking not themselves, some with anger and red eyes, unpredictable. Some thirsty for something. It would turn on their thirst, or make them aware of it so they would go drink or do what it is to quench that thirst.
And the people around who did not use just stood around doing nothing. acting like everything was okay. as long as they weren't bothered, even though it was obvious that something is definitely not right and something so important too. Its not normal. But that was the reaction, the way of coping among non users to the problem because they didn't really know what to do either.

Me, I think the construction machines and vehicles are the programs trying to repair the road against drugs, but in the dream they didn't seem to do enough, all i saw were machines and very few ppl operating them, plus some made a mess on the road where some of the people crashed.
which is not really a problem a government is going to solve by making more rules and laws, it comes down to the community or family to get to the root. If we don't it will only grow more. work together. We're all brothers and sisters. I know its not easy, but do we want it to become like a larger pile of dirty dishes we don't want to clean? we can clean it faster if we all do our part, or create a way so that less dishes get dirty, and have fun doing them. Since one of the big reasons people abuse is because of boredom. We need good fun things to do, that we don't necessarily have to make a big event out of. keep it normal. Get off your phones and games and go outside and have fun like the old days.
Love you all. Peace.

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October 23, 2014

LET US PIERCE THE IRON SKIN OF LEVIATHAN!

This dream I had this morning, we are working, kept busy with mundane tasks working with paint corrosive to our flesh. We don't enjoy our jobs, but we are doing them anyway because we're directed to by the authority of the machine and just got caught up unquestioning it as the only way there is.

Some of us started questioning why are we here doing this, we could feel some place else we could be doing something better, something fulfilling, but we were kept so busy with our tasks, we had neither the energy, time, or space and opportunity to conceive on any alternatives, let alone stop what we were doing for a moment because we all felt obligated to stay because we perceived we played an important part in the operation so it may keep moving and producing.

If we didn't we felt our absence would have left a hole in the system and it would cause chaos. we depended on this system because there was no alternative So we stayed toiling distracted and confused in this place allowing ourselves to be subjected to this harmful condition, wasteful of life.