Sublime & Demonic

 

2-11-24    Sublime and Demonic 

The demonic first.

I’m with a female friend, & she shows me a great ominous sign on the electric lines way above.  There’s a black spider the size of a rhino hovering by its nest there to the right, connected to electric lines, there’s 2 or 3 of them.

We both know this is a demon & a huge one.  Its body is thick, not hairy but large like fat & it has numerous legs.

The demon manifests in this way:  I’m supposed to be performing & I have assistants, about 5 people, one short female the rest males.  They each carry different suitcases to the place I am to perform, the satchels are various sizes & shapes, they’re climbing up to the entrance.  But a man comes from where I don’t know & tells them,

“You must leave.  You have no business here’ or ‘she has no business here.”

They all withdraw, don’t know why they obey him.

Later I see a porn star & all her wardrobe, like she has 3 changes of clothes & her act has 3 phases.  One is ballet, & I can take her place & dance this better than her.  Another I won’t touch, its heavy grey/black denim pants, don’t know what it’s about but it’s not for me.  The pants are heavy & cumbersome, would be hard to move in.

 

         *{Without a doubt, this concerns my ignoring my dreams, including important ones that might have been about Purgatory, & lollygagging listening to Tolstoy stories & checking out movies & such, not thinking about the Souls.  It seems that my MIND is of importance in ministering to them, reaching them, if my mind is elsewhere, on things not God, things not Souls, I get disconnected from them & according to this, I turn away the merits & GRACES I need to help them.  This is a wake-up call that my behavior & actions matter, where my mind is every day matters.

The clue was the electric wires. The computer works on electricity.  I have been wrong.  I excused my messing around due to tiredness & suffering – but there’s no excuse.}*

        

 

The Sublime

 

         Was praying to my new Guru last night intensely, Erik, a young Swede who’s around 23 years old & not in the religious field, a builder of his own house from start to finish, cutting down logs & built his own house, made several structures that go with the house, created an exquisite indoor stove & fireplace - traditional Swedish style – the fireplace on the same level as the to of the iron stove, learned how to do blacksmithing work, made his own hinges for a medieval door – knows how to go into the woods & hunt a deer or wild boar & smoke it.  I was so impressed I asked him to be my Guru & he accepted.

I’ve been so troubled by the pain in both my arms & shoulders, especially the left, which together with other pains in my lower back, left hip & both legs, have caused me to worry about my skeletal condition & future ability to take care of myself.

I asked him to reassure me I would continue normal without becoming an invalid, & it seemed he did.

Then I dreamed this:

I am on my property here & Erik has appeared with a few other people.  There’s a middle aged man it seems I’ve made love with & a female.

I’m to the back of my yard, a shady pace which has a desolate plant life.  It’s shady, the ground is a slope, it seems dry & not rich soil, & I’m here doing something.

Erik has revolutionized my property.  I see many, many earthen pots lined up here all over the place, & they contain plants from bulbs, like tulips, the plants having grown about 6” each, very healthy.

It doesn’t seem too shady but only slightly, & it’s sunny, & there’s enough light for any of the plants.

I see everything from the c

orners of my eyes, mostly the right, where behind me as I face the big field above, Erik is talking to a female, & I see the plants everywhere & my middle aged man.

Then Erik comes over & lies down on his left side on the ground while I’m on my right & begins to make love to me, kissing passionately, so passionately I am overwhelmed with ardor also.  He doesn’t care about his wife that he has nor about the middle aged man behind us – he throws caution to the wind & just wants to love me.  It is extreme.  His love nourishes me.  {end}

         MEANING

         *{This was quite an experience.  I will step aside & let Mother God explain it.

         MG:  You picked up his interior, mystical or spiritual energy.  He’s an evolved Soul.  That’s why he took to you so readily when you asked.  And you were desperate for help last night, very worried when new pains appeared above your shoulder even to the collar bone.  You feared of becoming an invalid some day & you reached out to him.

He’s extremely fond of you from the depths even though he knows nothing of you physically. This is his interior self.  His wife?  Don’t know, maybe he has one.

The middle aged man you made love to earlier, but not so passionately?  Could be one of your other husbands – as you have seven. 

The healthy plants he has potted, many, all over the place out of bulbs are nourishing thoughts, feelings & ideas he’s given you.  A bulb is like an egg, not only a seed, but also the nourishment for the seed to grow, the way the baby chick is inside the egg but its food is there also & it needs nothing for a couple days – the yolk has fed it.

You made a good choice of him as your latest Guru.}*  {end}