I recently saw a movie entitled “Equals” – my husband slept through most of it, though it rang several familiar bells in my head. It was okay, but just gently interesting and and basically a love story. It reminded me of a book I had read years and years ago – “1984 (better remembered as “Big Brother).
I actually followed up on that thought and found the director or producer of this filmed had pretty much followed the books theme. As many current movies do, an older book or movie is picked clean and presented to the multitudes as a “new and spectacular” themed movie.
The Bible says: “There is nothing new under the sun….” What it means is that anything we experience now has already been experienced and to believe that you have a fresh new idea, way of thinking, activity or anything than you are mistaken. Everything that can be thought of already has – only much of it is lost in history. It is not referring to reincarnation – however, that is another discussion altogether.
So I post today something I dreamed sometime in 2013. I was recovering from two major spinal surgeries, so my dreams and my writing exploded. I couldn’t do much else at that point. But most of the things I wrote were just filed in a “writing” folder – with the intention of completing them at some point.
My mind was imploding we thoughts and feelings, and in that situation, if I had not written them down I might have blown at any moment! As I shuffled through the file this morning I found this dream that I experienced.
I say “experienced” because if you have read any of my prior dreams posted you would know my dreams are my “other life”. A life I remember, and actually often can close my eyes and begin again at the same place!
So here it is :
The devils come out to play at night,
You must usher them gone in the light.
Inescapable, something written in the stars,
Not from Neptune – or Jupiter, – or mars.
Thwart their moves and push their plots away.
In Jesus name you have control
Today and every day.
You know who the devils are.
It never occurred to me that I would one day push a little girl off a ragged cliff and send her tumbling down into a rapidly flowing river. I had to do it. She was going invaded and consumed by satan.
It all began after the irreversible vaporization of much of the common population. No one knew if they were next. The thought police had begun the task years before, but the commons were transfixed with self and possessions. They hadn’t a clue they were already doomed. It began in mid century of the twenty third century. The Watchers knew as they listened past the inconsequential affair the commons seemed to have with the Leaders. Some thought it was impossible not to be caught up in the faces and folly they professed to the Commons. Watchers knew differently.
Dwellings still had the appearance of when they were all free, but we knew. We knew we were being scouted and appraised every moment of the day. We knew we could be plucked from our lives as easily as one plucked a petal off of a flower – in the day – when flowers were fragrant and followed the natural way to death and rebirth.
My days had been filled with Addison. Thoughts of rolling over and over with him in the sand, hot on our bare bodies, took over any sense that remained in my intellect.
If I wasn’t in the midst of remembering torrent love making, I was planning on our next encounter with thought, and thinking of our last.
When the three women moved into the stack below us, a chill ran across my back.
It wasn’t their appearances or demeanor, but something from within my gut told me these women were more than trouble; they were possessed.
Demons found it easy to disguise and enter a pure soul. There were still many hiding. People had been deceived for so long, the Quiet People found it necessary to begin to hide in more unusual ways. All a demon- plagued humans needed to do was offer a drink of devil juice, and gently nestle into the pure spirit from within each person. Once the spirit was diminished it was easy to guide these persons into a corrupt morality and vision. Once activated in a person, it was then his or her thought could find a no way to recover from the loss. Of course evil was still in control of most of the people of the planet and even those untouched were forced to go into hiding – at least their true knowledge.
It took re-education to train the untouchable ones. Thought police were everywhere and also were easily disguised. Untouchable ones were forced to stay in the hollows most hours of the day. The longer they remained in the Light from the Light, the stronger they became and the more resistant to tamper and experiment with “the juice”
There were ways to connect, but always with caution. Addison and I had known each other before the day of vaporization. We had a small circle of friends who were able to manifest the hollow mode and enter the hollows until they were certain those new were cleared.
No one Quiet people drank any form of devil juice. Thought police were aware of this and so it was urgent that they maintain neutral and hollow positions now, for most of the time. Night was of specific danger as the pathway to destruction widened and anyone who wanted to drink was able to get it for free. Laws regarding age limits, and any limits on the juice that had been active for years, were disregarded as soon as the earth turned to the point of darkness.
For that time it was best for all untouchable ones to lock themselves in their stack and simply withdraw until dawn. It was as easy as that, and as difficult. The temptation was always there as the noise of the night was not monitored or curbed in any way. The only way to close out the outer world was to play loud music – which of course -all untouchable ones did.
Addison and I did not live together. He had been discovered dead five years earlier, however, the death was planned and though I was not aware of it, he actually survived in the hollows without contacting me until a few months ago.
I opened my eyes sitting up.