Thursday,, January 19, 2017
In a classroom. Before the hour is over, at the 50 minute mark, I decide to leave the class. Much to the upset of the Professor
I hide under a section of stairway. Someone finds me and advises me to go to class.
I am at a library listening to a tape recorder. Someone is seated to my right. I am listening with headphones using one jack out of two. One jack is empty. The person next to me wants to listen to the tape recorder too. I suggest him getting himself a pair of headphones. There are lots of others around in this library.
In my apartment. Two people, I think Robin Williams to the left <---- and Jean Luc Picard to the right ---->. outside a Venetian blinded window. They tell me I should go back to class.
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Sunday, January 22, 2017
Staying at a room I often stay in. A bed on the floor, a small drawer cabinet next to the bed to the right, and one at the foot of the bed. I have only one chance to bring whatever belongings I can with me in a bag.
Later, sitting at a table, I realize I forgot the red comb, one I seen before in a STAR WARS dream where I was doing backflips at a park.
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A couple of years ago
Incidentally, the STAR WARS dream was I was at a park with sand and some playground apparatus. I grab a red comb with my left hand and a piece of driftwood with the right. A group of people in the distance are all singing a STAR WARS song.
They were repeatedly singing Phantom Menace. "Da da da-da-da." Duel of the Fates. I telepathically inferred that they liked me and were, in their way, encouraging me.
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Monday, February 6, 2017
I was in a house with some people. It was then made known that there would be some gunmen coming to shoot whoever was in the house. Everyone left but I was still there for some reason, maybe not believing it. Sure enough, a moment later, some gun men showed up. I was shot a few times. I remember thinking, it was a momentary sharp pain, but not nearly as painful as I thought it'd be. I must be dreaming now. Seeing that I do have a gunshot wound now, I should report it to the Police.
Just then, someone to my left, on top of a refrigerator, wearing a dark purple jacket, long dark brown hair, he had a gun. He was firing it at the people outside. Then he ran to the window and fired outside the window, not even bothering to run out of the house first. He fired through the first far window, then through the window of the door, and then the third wall window closest to me, all these windows are to my right. I'll draw it all later. But ghosts know the proper way to do things. The strange unexpected vantage point from the top of the fridge, then firing out the windows without bothering to run out of the house first. There's a word for that: Tradecraft. I learned it from the movie Breach starring Laura Linney.
I saw a documentary that said that cats, their instinct, when they are in a place they don't know is initially, to hide and in a high place.
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French Jesus
The guy with the long hair I recognize. He's my spiritual protector. He pulled me out off of a diving board over a swimming pool of crocodiles once.
Jesus was known as Horus in Ancient Egypt. He's the same person. Long golden hair, stubble, he is a celestial god.
The crocodile is a royal animal in Ancient Egypt.
David Icke said that Pharoahs of Ancient Egypt were annointed with Nile crocodile oil.
David Icke The Moon & The Reptilians Hidden In Plain Sight
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uS7FgM8F1xc&t=5417s
He says it at around the 44 minute mark.
Another story: A crocodile head appeared out of a manhole cover. I put a stick in between the crocodile's jaws. In a slight fit of mischief, I was going to kick the crocodile's head. Just then this person pulled my left arm at the elbow away from the crocodile. Putting a stick in it's open jaw was merely a move that would have neutral effect on the crocodile, however, kicking it would have activated it's hunting instinct.
Another story: The end of Ghostseekers 2, the scene with the horses running across the river, had more but I didn't include it in the film. I was then flying over some houses. Then I saw this guy again on the ground. He was wearing a navy green khaki army jacket. He was holding those pontoons that the airport tarmac guides use to guide the airplane to it's parking spot. He was signalling me to turn back. Then I was on the ground and I saw a vision of me, myself, younger, aged 23, wearing that black navy pea jacket I used to wear. No wrinkles on my face unlike as I am now, Mr Botox. Anyways, I was going up, up, up, like Samuel L Jackson in the movie Sphere.
Maybe I'll animated it one day as an extended edition when I have a free afternoon. However, I won't draw the part about me levitating. First of all people won't know who it is, and even if I draw me without the wrinkles, people don't know me with the wrinkles, so the point would be lost. I might do it though. I often get lazy when it comes to animating cartoons. Just some part of the brain clicks off. George Lucas said something like, no movies are completed films, all movies are projects walked away from.
Oh yeah, right. And I think that was him sitting at the table in the restaurant in that royal family dream.
Not only a spiritual guide. Jesus. He appears to be in his early 20s, long hair but men in the old days most often had long hair. Although Jesus himself is royalty, as Jesus is listed in the Almanach de Gotha, since Joseph and Mary are descended from King David, Jesus always appears street, very fit, with stubble, and he seems to be French or have that vibe of the French culture, and he also seems to be a courier, the kind that rides 10 speeds.
Native people, the really pure ones, look Japanese in dreams. Jesus was of Middle Eastern extraction. In dreams, the really pure Middle Eastern people look French, with golden stubble and sandalwood sandy blonde hair.
Aragorn of Lord of the Rings is like that. He's Royalty but he seems to live life among the poor being very fit. Long hair and stubble.
I was in Dawson Creek, one morning, I had a dream where French Jesus appeared again. It was in 2010, around the time right after I had the hypnagogic hallucination of the thing that breathed fire, was flesh colored, about 2 feet tall and was sitting on my chest. When it sat on my chest, somehow I knew how to defend myself like how in dreams you all of a sudden know martial arts moves. I pushed my hand up against it's chin. I was physically doing this as well! I did this as I was in half asleep, half awake state. Very vivid. I've talked about this thing quite a few times over the years. This is the hypnagogic hallucination I referred to in my posting about the dreams of Royalty.
Anyways, French Jesus was sitting, leaning against a table in my room, his left side facing me. He was wearing a long sleeve white shirt and a purple vest. And then, in this same dream, he gave me a pocket watch.
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Saturday, February 11, 2017
I was working at some place in Dawson Creek. A mill. I was working there for a few days, trying things out. Then I found out that I got the job but I turned it down. I told someone who told me, "You could have gotten $10, $20, $35 an hour. Then you could get out of Dodge." I said, "But I'm going back to Vancouver tomorrow morning."
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Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Aerial view of Vancouver, right above Southeast Richmond, and looking Northwest. All of the water around Vancouver was white and ice frozen, iced over. Fraser River, Burrard Inlet, Juan de Fuca Strait, etc.
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