EX LOVER CHANGES HIS TUNE
6-22-20-ELVIS TRIES TO KILL
HIMSELF
2ND—MY DOGS NEED
HELP
Interpreted for friends
This is extremely unusual.
I am looking from afar & hearing that Elvis wants to kill
himself. He has a gun, he’s going to do
himself in by putting it in his mouth, pointed toward his brain, & pull the
trigger.
Everyone hears about this & it’s treated like a crime
to be committed. As I said I am afar,
like in the air looking down at the streets of the area where he is.
*(I AM LOOKING FROM THE AIR: My God Self is perceiving what is going on.
ELVIS: Is lover
Henry. MomGod, explain why he would be
Elvis.
She: You once adored
him as you did Elvis, put him on a pedestal, made him into a star {in your
mind.}
ELVIS WANT TO KILL HIMSELF:
The state of lover Henry’s mind—despair.}*
I see police gather to prevent this crime – many, like a
hundred, & they are spread out on the street & in & near his
dwelling, some wearing helmets (is one yellow?), rather different uniforms.
*(POLICE, DIFFERENT UNIFORMS, one has a yellow helmet: Police are usually ANGELS. This says a large number of them have
appeared to help Henry not fall into the abyss.
They are of different types against various negative thoughts &
feelings – the one with yellow helmet might be against Henry’s COWARDICE, fear,
losing hope.)*
The police are there also to keep people away. They are gathering, as many have heard about
this & is it curiosity?
*(PEOPLE ‘HAVE HEARD ABOUT THIS—CURIOSITY—police keep them
away: Mother God, I am stumped. What does this say?
She: Most if not all
of his friends are negative, & all or most of them are against his
relationship with you. The angels want
to keep him away from all negative people so they don’t drive him lower or
advise him badly in his despair, saying things like,
“Oh, you’ll get over it….The woman you think you love is
all wrong for you….don’t contact her….the one you have is right, she’s your
age….don’t lose what you have….don’t take a chance contacting this woman you
think you love – it isn’t love, it’s insanity, etc.”)*
But I see the street or alley behind his building is empty
– completely empty – no cars, no people, no nothing. I wanted to get closer to Elvis – not sure
why. This street or alley seems to have
a black pavement – has a look or texture of tar – but when I go there I don’t
feel any effect of tar, just a normal road, & I am the only person there
& the police don’t bother me.
*(EMPTY STREET LIKE TAR {but I don’t feel the tar}: This explains why Elvis wants to kill
himself. It’s a theme we’ve seen again
& again. They alley behind your apt
where Lover would call for you. It’s now
empty, nothingness, {you’re never there} & paved in
TAR: Tar is
HELL. Elvis/Henry is in the HELL OF
DESPAIR from NOT SEEING YOU. HE FEELS
SUICIDAL this dream says – so bad that 100 angels – no doubt sent by you – are
attending to him.)*
I descend from my place ‘in the sky’ to go to
this street & in the next moment I’m in the room with Elvis facing him.
Suddenly
he’s not a far away star, more like an intimate friend, & I’m speaking to
him not to kill himself. I say,
“Your
fans would be terribly hurt, including myself, & this lady over here” –
There
was a female sitting in a chair behind him, with pretty curly hair, smiling,
& she agreed with what I said. It’s
like she’s sitting in an audience while El would be on stage, me close to him.
I
saw an image of him earlier like this:
He was an image like a poster, there are green vertical stripes on him,
like a 50’s style jacket & his penis is portrayed like a small green funnel,
about 4” long, hollow but filled with water, & on top the water makes a
curve, like indentation—like this sign not standing but horizontal: (
The
place El is in becomes a hospital of sorts, with the cops being the attendants
or medical staff. The whole thing
perplexes me. I am frustrated with the
police, thinking they are supposed to be doing something else. They seem to be acting like he’s in a
hospital & they must periodically give him meals, that’s about it.
*(HOSPITAL: Place of healing. The angels are healing Henry of despair &
wanting to die .
MEALS:
Would be NOURISHMENT or positive energy.)*
One
of the meals is regular, but under & in front of the meal closer to me, are
pieces of pork, half of it fat, half meat, many pieces & it’s agreed that
this is too much for him—this was one of several meals.
*(TOO
MUCH PORK, MEAT: There are things that
Henry cannot DIGEST – Meat represents grownup food spiritually. Milk & sweets represent baby food that
makes you grow when you are young, consolation. But MEAT could be hardship, the
food for adults, which says here that THE PAIN HE IS NOW EXPERIENCING IS TOO
MUCH FOR HENRY TO BEAR.)*
He
seems to be ‘moving ahead’ with the service given him by these police/medics,
like going from this room to this then that, in a sense, coming closer to me,
but I’m moving with him.
*(MOVING
ROOM TO ROOM CLOSER TO ME BUT WITH ME:
He is becoming more intimate & open toward me by the ministration of
the angels.)*
The
entire time we are chatting. I asked him
why he wanted to kill himself & he gave me an answer I’m having trouble
recalling. Can Mother God or any saint
or angel help me bring it back?
It
was something like life was not worth living any more, but I don’t recall why. {The dream explains why, my absence.}
He
does say,
“I
should have given you a large sum of money but I didn’t, now it’s too late”
{he’s going to die.}
In
the dream he’s the real Elvis, wealthy as can be, while I am just a poor
girl. And indeed, this implies we were
close & he gave me nothing.
*(MONEY: Can represent anything of VALUE –
resources. In Shakespeare’s play
Othello:
“Good name in man and woman,
dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who
steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing; 'Twas mine,
'tis his, and has been slave to thousands: But he that filches from
me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And
makes me poor indeed.”
In
this scene, rich Elvis/Henry had the POWER to honor me publicly, to tell the
world it was me whom he loved. But he
gave me NOTHING, he left me in emotional poverty.
Now
that he has LOST ME he regrets not giving me RECOGNITION—a GOOD NAME before
society—honoring me would be the most valuable thing he could have given me.)*
In
the last scene somehow he’s been liberated from this hospital & walking
with me – he seems smaller. We go to a small
variety store; it sells food, other things.
He then sees in the corner a counter for a BANK & seizes the
opportunity to make up for the past.
He’s going to write me a check for a large sum of money. I guess he did not have his checkbook so he
needs to get a blank check from them with his account number. He HURRIES because he wants to do this, in
his mind, BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE.
*(GOES
TO BANK TO WRITE ME A CHECK: This is his
intention, in his mind, to give me the recognition he denied me – as the woman
he loves. The
SMALL
VARIETY STORE: Could be social media
like face book that has all sorts of items on it.
WALKING
WITH ME, OUT OF THE HOSPITAL: Says the angels
have cured his despair & convinced him we are still together. He now intends to present me, give me the
recognition he denied me, give me the relationship & show it publicly.
Nothing
has happened, but this says it’s in his mind.
He wants to do this before its too late, he fears he might lose me.
BANK
IN THE CORNER: This area in the store
reminds me of the spot on the left corner of FB where is the ‘in a
relationship’ spot. This says he intends
to put me there, acknowledge we’re together.)*
…………………………………………………….
MY
DOGS NEED HELP
I have been away a couple days & anxious about my dogs,
are they OK, do they have food, are they free to run in the kennel or
outside? {Sometimes in dreams my dogs,
especially Gagee Boy {a Rottie}, are closed up in the cellar, & that would
be bad for too long.}
I see Gagee Boy there in a sort of ‘loft’ area in my place,
looking at his plate full of dry dog food & for some strange reason,
digging for sugar.
*(GAGEE BOY: I found out in my recent dreams is me, my inner
sense & digging for
SUGAR: is looking
for love, affection. In the South when
Mamma wants a kiss she says to her child, ‘Gimme some sugar.’ I’m in need of physical love.)*
I look for Fruitcake {A German Shepherd} & find him
outside, quite miserable. He had been
FREE, running the streets in this pleasant suburban area – I see trees all
around. But someone did not like his
gadding about & put him on a HEAVY CHAIN, it’s long – maybe 15’, but heavy
enough to hold a large bull. He’s lying
on the sidewalk crying, with the chain all crumpled around him. I go to him & unclip the chain from his
neck.
*(FRUITCAKE: I found
out in the last dreams also that this is my lover Henry. Gagee Boy vs Henry is Gagee boy, the Rotty,
was strong, dominant & aggressive.
That represents me in this relationship.
Fruitcake, the Shepherd, was sweet, had been hurt badly by
a previous owner {who left him on the street near my house on Easter Sunday, so
the first name that came to my mind for him was Fruitcake}, was timid &
insecure, handsome, with a heart of gold. This is lover Henry.
Although the Rotty dominated Fruitcake & even pushed him around, once another
dog was grabbing his food & he heard Fruitcake crying terribly. Gagee came around the house running & beat
this other dog – a Coon Hound, so badly, the hound had to have 70 stitches.
These two dogs now exemplify lover Henry & myself. What I like about this it’s saying Henry has
a heart of gold, in spite of his failures - & that’s what counts.
THE HEAVY CHAIN, FRUITCAKE IS CRYING: Lover Henry got himself into a mess, naively,
thinking he was taking the right road.
He got himself into a relationship which is here portrayed as A HEAVY
CHAIN which makes him miserable.
This portrays me unhooking the chain. But what this means in time & space
reality I have no idea, as physically, nothing has happened. It must be in his mind.)*
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