Nuke

DREAM	JUDGMENT JOURNEY (RECURRING) / NUKE
DATE	JANUARY 6, 2012
TIME	ENDED CIRCA 7:00AM

I HAVE HAD THIS RECURRING DREAM; YET THIS TIME I THOUGHT IT WAS A PLAY OF JUDGMENT JOURNEY IN LAGRANGE, GEORGIA. BECAUSE IT WAS A RECURRING DREAM AND IT DREW OUT AS A PLAY, I THOUGHT THE PEOPLE WERE ACTING, NOT GIVING GRAVITY TO THE MESSAGE.

WE ALL MET UP AT CUSETTA ROAD ELEMENTARY SCHOOL IN THE OLD LIBRARY BUILDING, WHICH SEEMED TO BE CONVERTED INTO A MATH OR ENGLISH ROOM. WE WERE ALL WAITING FOR THE BUS TO ARRIVE. WHEN THE BUS ARRIVED, WE ALL GOT ON THIS BUS, AND THE BUS WAS PACKED. I WAS WITH MY SON AND TWO OF MY FRIENDS. WE HAD TWO FRONT SEATS. A CAUCASIAN WOMAN WITH A BABY WAS SITTING BETWEEN MY FRIEND AND I, WHO SHE HAD FAMILY AND FRIENDS AROUND HER. WHEN SHE STOOD UP, TO GET SOMETHING FROM HER FAMILY, I THOUGHT SHE WAS MOVING, ATTEMPTED TO SIT WHERE SHE WAS TO BE NEXT TO MY FRIEND, AND ASKED A THE WOMAN, “CAN I SIT HERE? I’M WITH HIM.” THE LADY REPLIED, “SO AM I.”

IN THE FRONT SEATS, WE ENDED UP ON THE WATER, IN A RIVER. WE STILL WERE IN SEATS, BUT IT SEEMED LIKE THE BUS ATMOSPHERE WAS REMOVED. FROM THE SIDE, WE WERE ABLE TO SEE A CITY THAT ACTED AS A DAM. IT WAS WHERE THE WATER WAS FLOWING FROM. ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DAM WAS A ONE IN FINE CLOTH, SITTING ON A THRONE. THEN THE GUIDE WAS SAYING THAT THE PEOPLE “ANGERED THE GOD…S” (EMPHASIS WAS SPREAD AWAY FROM “GOD” AND “S”, EMPHASIZING WHO HE WAS), SHE REPEATED THIS TWO TO THREE TIMES. SHE THEN SHOWED A SCENARIO OF PEOPLE WHO RAGED AGAINST THE CITY, AND DESTROYED IT, MAKING IT COLLAPSE. THAT’S WHEN THE GOD WAS ANGRED, ROSE UP OFF HIS THRONE AND BROUGHT A TIDAL WAVE AGAINST THE PEOPLE. THE WAVE SEEMED TO COME EITHER FROM BEHIND HIM OR FROM IN HIM; I COULD NOT TELL. ALL THE PEOPLE THAT WAS ON THE BUS BUT NOW IN SEATS, ROSE UP OUT THEIR SEATS AND WAS AFRAID OF THE WATER, BECAUSE WE WERE ON THE SAME RIVER AS THE PEOPLE IN THE SCENARIO. YET, THE WATER DID NOT AFFECT US. THE BUS IS NOW A FLOATING “HOP-SCOTCH BLOCK” TYPE PLATFORM THAT WENT DOWN THE RIVER, LEFT AND RIGHT. THOUGH WE WERE IN THE FRONT, WE RAN TO RUN TO THE VERY BACK, BECAUSE WE WERE AFRAID OF THE WATER, BECAUSE THE WATER WAS GREAT. THE PLATFORM WAS SO LONG THAT AFTER WE RAN FOR A WHILE, WE WERE NOWHERE NEAR THE END OF IT.

THEN THE SCENARIO TOOK PLACE IN A HOUSE. THIS WAS THE BEGINNING OF THE RECURRING PART.

THE PEOPLE AROUND ME WERE INVOLVED IN THE ACTS, WHICH LED ME TO BELIEVE THAT THIS WAS A “PARTICIPATION” PLAY, WHERE PEOPLE COULD ADD THEIR OWN “UMPH” TO IT. A SCENARIO HAD COME ABOUT TO WHERE THERE WERE TWO PAIRS OF PEOPLE WHO WERE LED BY THE GUIDE. SHE TOLD THEM TO PICK UP BOWS. ONE PERSON OF THE PAIR WOULD WHISPER AND POINT OUT ONE FOR EACH PAIR WHO HE WAS TO BE ASSASSINATED; THE OTHER PERSON OF THE PAIR PUT HIS AIM ON HIM TO BE ASSASSINATED. THE ARROWS DIDN’T HAVE SHARP TIPS ON THEM, WHICH ALSO LED ME TO BELIEVE THAT THIS WAS A “PARTICIPATION” PLAY. THE PEOPLE WERE SHOT WITH THE ARROWS. IN THE “ACT,” THE ARROWS TOOK THE OTHER PERSON BACK ABOUT 5 TO 10 FEET. THE SECOND PERSON ASSASSINATED WAS EATING GREEN JELLO. THE ARROW WENT THROUGH THE SMALL CUBE OF JELLO, STRUCK THE MAN IN HIS UPPER LEFT OF HIS CHEST, WAS THROWN BACK ON A TABLE BY THE FORCE OF THE ARROW, WABBLED TWO TO THREE TIMES TO A SETTLE AND WAS THEN COVERED IN HIS OWN JELLO HEAD TO FOOT. EVERYONE WAS SMILING AND COMMENTING TO ONE ANOTHER (THOUGH I HAD NO ONE NEAR ME TO TALK TO), WHICH BY THIS TIME HAD CONVINCED ME THAT THIS WAS A “PARTICIPATION” PLAY. THEN A SCENARIO POPPED UP WHERE IT WAS AS IF A POSSESSED WOMAN WAS BACKED INTO A ROOM FOR THE PEOPLE’S PROTECTION. THEN A WOMAN CAME UP TO THE DOOR AND SAID, “FAG, WHAT IS YOUR NAME?”

THEN THE SCENARIO MOVED TO MY BACKYARD, AT THE TOP OF THE DRIVEWAY. ONE APPEARED TO ME AS A FELLOW US MILITARY VETERAN THAT ATTENDED COLLEGE WITH ME [ONLY IF I KNEW WHO HE REALLY WAS]. HE SAID TO ME, “MTIMA, CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?” I SAID, “WHAT’S UP?” HE THEN SAID. “CAN I WRITE YOU A LOVE LETTER?” THIS IMMEDIATELY STRUCK ME AS HE IS HITTING ON ME AND COMING OUT THE CLOSET STRAIGHT UP TOWARDS ME. BECAUSE I THOUGHT HE WAS GAY, I REPLIED CALMLY AND STRAIGHT FORWARD, “NO.” HE SAID, “YOU DON’T WANT ME TO WRITE YOU A LOVE LETTER?” I SAID, “NO.” HE THEN SAID, “OKAY. I NEEDED TO KNOW IF I COULD HAVE…[WENT THERE WITH ME]” HE THEN STARED AT ME WITH INTENSELY [IF ANYTHING, HIS EYES SHOULD HAVE ALARMED ME WHO HE WAS].THEN MY HOUSE DOG COMES RUNNING FROM BEHIND THE RETAINING WALL AND RUNS INTO THE HOUSE. HE THEN TURNS AROUND AND SAYS, “WELL I’M RETURNING TO [MINISTRY NAME I CAN’T REMEMBER].” I THEN SAID, “WAIT!” HE TURNED HIS HEAD AROUND AND I REPEAT THE NAME OF THE MINISTRY NAME BECAUSE IT SOUNDS FAMILIAR (BECAUSE THIS IS A RECURRING DREAM). THEN HE CONTINUES TO WALK OFF TO THE MINISTRY.

THEN THE SCENARIO SEEMS TO BE IN A LIVING ROOM SETTING. EVERYONE WAS LED OUTSIDE AFTER TWO PEOPLE WERE DOWN ON THE FLOOR HANDCUFFED TO WHAT APPEARED TO BE END TABLES TO COUCHES. THEY SEEMED TO BE CHRISTIANS. THERE WAS ANOTHER ONE WITH ME AND WE WERE IN WHITE ROBED GARMENTS. IT WAS AS IF I AND THE ONE IN WHITE WAS ON WATCH OVER THEM. WE PACED BACK AND FORTH THROUGH THE ROOM. BECAUSE THOSE CAPTURED WERE IN ANCIENT MIDDLE EASTERN TYPE GARMENTS, AND WE WERE IN ROBES, I THOUGHT IT WAS A MIDDLE EASTERN “PLAY.” INSTEAD OF CONTINUING TO WALK IN AN ASYMETRIC FORM, HE BEGAN TO WALK ALONGSIDE ME. SO IN THIS PLAY, I THOUGHT IT WAS MY TURN TO “ACT.” I THEN BEGAN TO SAY IN IGNORANCE THINGS LIKE, “SHOULD WE BRING THE ROMANS DOWN TO THE CITY [JERUSALEM]?” HE SHOOK HIS HEAD “NO.” THEN I SAID, “SHOULD WE CRUSH THE JEWS?” HE TURNED INTO A LOWER LEG WITH WHITE STRAPS. HE THEN TURNED INTO A JITTERING CAMEL’S MOUTH. THEN I SAID, “OH, ARE YOU A ‘CAMEL LOVER?’” … “SHOULD WE BRING DOWN THE TETRARCHS?” AFTER THAT, HE TURNED INTO A HAND. I THOUGHT I WAS JUST ACTING MY “PART.”

HE WENT OVER TO THE COFFEE TABLE TO ACTIVATE A TOUCH PANEL DEVICE, SIMILAR TO AN IPAD, BUT WITH A RED TINT TO IT. AT THE END OF THE LAST QUESTION, HE WROTE WITH HIS FINGER AND “X”, LEAVING STREAK MARKS. HE THEN TOUCHED THE DEVICE AND THE WORD “NUKE” POPPED UP ON ITS BOTTOM LEFT CORNER. THIS REALLY GOT MY ATTENTION, AND THAT MAYBE THIS WASN’T A PLAY AFTER ALL. THEN I HAD SEEN THE “CNNHD” LOGO POP UP. THAT IS WHEN EVERYONE CAME BACK IN, SO I TOLD THEM LOUDLY, “EVERYBODY, HOLD ON! HOLD ON! HOLD ON!” WHEN I LOOKED BACK DOWN TO THE PANEL, THERE WERE ALL THESE OTHER ICONS ON THERE, BUT I CAME OUT OF THE DREAM BEFORE I COULD TELL WHAT THEY WERE.

END OF DREAM