Stay Alone-Rest on My Laurels-Be Happy

 

11-7-23 Multi Rich Woman-Young Male—I Rob a Bank 

         Dreams are crazy but they are only SYMBOLS--& make sense once you discern.

         There’s a multi-millionaire woman I know who is having some trouble. She desires a handsome young male she had under her roof, but there was a conflict with another female of her society, not sure what it is but it’s serious.  I see a book in front of me; the woman has this book like floating in the air with the image of a woman in diaphanous medium/bright green robes also floating in the air.  Not sure if they went to court.  Don’t know if they are fighting over the same male, both wanting him.

I’m standing in her residence & I know it’s luxurious it’s sort of dim – but I don’t see details nor am I looking for them.

After hanging with her a while I tell her,

“Do you know of a handbook for managing these young males?  If there is one, it would help.  Perhaps you could write an account of your troubles, it would make a good book & might help others what to do.”

I imagine that book I saw in the air.

I add to this,

“I am also interested in having a beautiful young male for a partner.  I’m not as wealthy as you, but I have enough to support a family.”

She sniffs,

“We don’t want to go that low, it’s only us multi-millionaires that are in the ballpark for this type thing.” {words approximate}

I say defensively, standing up to her,

“It isn’t only money that gives the value of a person.  After all, I won the Miss Nude Universe & Miss Body Beautiful Contest.”

She’s kind of startled by this & I bring to mind she INHERITED the multi millions she has.  She did not earn it, work for it, nor has she accomplished anything significant.

 

*{ME:  Mother God, I have no clue what this could mean.

MG: to me it sounds like you & Ruthie, the conflict over Nick.  She felt she had the right to him but you did not.  Her claim to privilege doesn’t make sense like what she has fell into her lap.

You speak of beauty contests.  This probably doesn’t refer to earthly beauty but spiritual height, the more beautiful one is, the higher they have risen in spirituality.  You are saying it’s by your spirituality you have earned the right to be with Nick.

The other woman she is conflicted with could be anyone – you or any of the dozen other female he had affairs with.  These women all felt privileged because they were young – you were old.

Inherited her money/privilege, didn’t work for it or accomplish anything is her YOUTH.  Youth is wasted on the young, they have it, they are or think they are privileged by it & women feel they are ABOVE old women when they are young. To some people, they are special, but Nick at heart preferred older women.}*

 

I Rob a Bank

 

         I’m running for my life as I just robbed a bank, & come upon a large building with its doors open, that I dash into.  I have two light brown leather purses, zipped on top, that I’m holding filled with the loot, & I grab another empty purse from somewhere, & before I go for an escape, I drop this third purse to the floor to delay or confuse my pursuers.

I come upon a wall.  There are a couple people sitting to the left I pay no attention to.  This wall is made of stones, some of which jut out a tiny bit, with dirt in between.  I am an expert escape artist & quickly dash up this wall from rock to rock, thinking I will find the top & get away.  But after going for many stories, the natural rocks stop & a wall begins made of totally smooth dark red bricks.  I am stuck.  I look up to see how far I would have to go & it goes way up, maybe another 10 stories!  So this is impossible to climb.

I look around this building, which is empty.  But the police have arrived & they have set up outside the door in their pursuit.

I descend where there is a partition framing the door on the left from the inside, it’s translucent sort of & goes about 2’.  I sense I must go here & paste myself behind this partition & they won’t see me, as a cop in plain clothes comes into this big hall - looks around & sees nothing.

I am then told by my inner voice to just walk out as if I had been here on business, nonchalantly walk out.

I am wearing a dark blue business suit of summer material & heels, have nice brown coiffed hair, a regular purse, & I walk out at a normal pace.  To the right the cops have a group of all kinds people lined up for questioning.  They stand in a line, some spots 2 or 3 in a group behind each other, against the right wall.

To the left are spectators.

I simply walk out through this exit & down the street. 

About half a block down a woman comes running behind me – she’s a plan clothes police officer wearing a white suit of the same material mine is, white hair & very light skin.  She’s older & she exclaims,

“I must question you.”

But I say,

“I’m on my way to the doctor, I cannot speak to you now.  I have a bad heart & don’t feel well.”

I touch my heart area & keep walking toward town to that mythical doctor.

She’s upset & says,

“I will have you arrested.”

And I think –

“If you find me,”

But I have no intention of them finding me. 

ME:  Mother God, help!

MG:  Lol, ever hear of that phrase “She stole it,” as in “stole the show”- or other incidents where people get a special Grace where they succeed against others, they STEAL THE LIMELIGHT, STEAL THE SHOW, STEAL THAT BARGAIN.

ME:  What did I steal & from who?  And why at the end, is this cop who looks like an angel, say she’ll have me arrested?

MG:  I think this concerns your life story & all the turmoil you had & how you got out by the Grace of God, & how you will get away with it, as most of your life is over.  You say,

“If they can find me”

Hearkens to your thoughts lately which go like this,

“I’ve done it all.  What’s the point of going out there into the world to struggle & suffer?  Let them come to me if they want to do my life story or interview me, I will not pursue the world any more.  I’ve done it, I’ve succeeded, I’ve stole the show, I was the star, it’s over.

They can’t hurt me if they can’t find me.  By staying alone, doing my work, I am safe.  Minding my own business, staying away from people, their schemes, their demons, their sins, their all things bad, just stay away, keep my life clean for God.

When I went out to build a Church listening to people was a pain in the neck.  They are mostly against God, ungrateful for God’s Grace,  the favors I did them, giving them books, donations, a household of supplies in one case – given them love or care – they give back what?  Venting, talking against God, not being grateful for the healings they got through my prayers, just bad stuff - {with some exceptions.}  By going out there, I open myself to their evils – by staying away {they can’t find me} they can’t hurt me.  I will certainly not hurt myself, nor will God hurt me, I am safe.

In this dream, you don’t have to RUN or make any kind of big effort to get away from it all, just walk away nonchalantly & you are perfect, which you have done. Just stay home, do your work, exercise, shop when you have to – you stopped the bars & restaurants where people chat with you – you are happy as God is always with you, on your mind & heart.

ME:  The woman that runs after me, she’s all white – hair, skin, outfit, like a ghost sort of, or an ethereal being. 

MG:  I could be the GHOST OF YUR PAST! {In Scrooge the Ghost of Christmas past}  How did you get away with it?  You achieved it all! - Spiritual success, financial, & worldly.  Somehow somewhere someone is saying, your Ghost of the past – how did you do it?  You might be questioned & stopped – arrested.  It’s a very slight fear of more suffering your way.

But there ain’t no suffering if you stay away from people – they can’t find you – lol.

ME:  Also the wall where I can only go up some way, then can go no more.  And the empty purse I leave behind to confuse the issue.

That wall might have been your effort to win people for a new Church/Religion.  You sailed up part way, but after that, they were impossible.  You tried all you knew how – it wasn’t meant to be.  Then God showed you a ‘way out’ & you took it.  The way out was simple – exit the scene, lol.

The empty purse you leave behind?  Is your absence, the emptiness of you – it confused people as to why you left when you were so nice & friendly & spoke to everyone & gave them books.  Where are you? They have no idea. And they might be asking each other if anyone knows where you are.

Just one more detail.  When you came to a place where the natural stones stop & the smooth red bricks begin, that’s ‘stone walling’ you.

You began one way, then went into another way of trying to be spiritual with people & your last tactic was to ask them for prayers, get their prayers answered – which happened right away in some cases - & they still were unresponsive & uncooperative. The smooth red bricks, the dark red is blocks of suffering that you could not surmount or get over & you saw it would be an impossible climb, so you quit. This event was not Blessed or Chosen by God, God did not empower you to do it so you left.  It seems it was just an experiment you conducted while you couldn’t work on your computer, but having a physical Church at this time might hurt you - because look at the people.  You’d become their victim, they’d be using you for spiritual & temporal benefits.        {end}

 

          

 

 

 

St. Charbel-Holy Mary-Help Me

 

James Earl Jones {St. Charbel} my helper  11-3-23

                               

  James Earl Jones {St. Charbel} my helper  11-3-23 

          I go to a club I have worked before.  For a while I was absent –but I’m happily back. 

          I see myself tall & my body looks OK.  I have long straight hair, it’s kind of grey, have not yet put on my makeup or costumes.  I stand in this dressing room - it’s a Theater.  The room is empty, devoid of costumes, shoes, anything.  There’s a counter in front of me & under it is a glass canister filled with water.  It has a metal canister within it – this is vague.  I will need the water for something but not sure what or how, but see it being needed in a scene later on, the next place.

          This room is high up, the stage where I will perform is like a floor below, which I can see from my own balcony attached to the dressing room.  I hear the voice of James Earl Jones & am curious.  He’s an activist for black rights & for some reason; he’s speaking here for a short time.  I imagine the owner permitted him to speak to gain a new audience, maybe he rented the place for a half hour or so - maybe it was given him.  But I am eager to collaborate & curious.

          I dash out to my balcony & see him standing there with a mike, in the theater below.  Now I have some sort of mike also & I begin speaking.  I say to him,

          “After you speak, why don’t you striptease? – this is a strip place, you know.  It would add more excitement/interest in what you have to say.  It is what I did once, I preached, then stripped.”

          He is SPEECHLESS. And his audience, I see in a balcony up to the right, about 10 or 15’ up, his audience, choir or peers, all of whom were invited to hear him.  They are surrounded by walls of corrugated metal & this wall partially hides them from me, I see only a couple men but I know there’s a good number there – maybe 50 – one I see clearly is full bodied & he snickers along with others. – Not at James but at the curiosity of my statements, that he should strip.

          I repeat what I said another way.  A beautiful dark skinned female appears – fully made up - a journalist, & has something to do with my mike – helping me somehow to speak & convey what I want to James.  Then it ends, I go back to my dressing room, having said my piece. 

                              The Next Scene    

     We are now in my apt in B’klyn, & everything has changed.  I vaguely see Jones, just know he’s here although I don’t see his body.  He has invited myself & my male partner to dinner!  I am looking forward to this – it’s a great place.

I am putting on a skirt which has a sewed-in waistband, & it’s kind of like an apron.  It’s made of some material like wool, the color?  Can’t quite get it, it’s a mix of tawny light brown & rust?  That’s vague.  As I try to fasten this skirt to the back it has either hooks or a large button, the button does not match the hole.  The waistline is too big.  James has thread & a needle - white.  But he sees that would not match my skirt.

He tells me he will fix it, & he gets a thread that matches & within 2-3 minutes, he fixes it.  I am amazed at his help.

Another thingy comes up, again he’s with needle & thread & fixes it for me – it’s vague what this is.

I see my apt the way it was when I painted it all in bright lush colors – lots of green.  We’re standing in the kitchen

I don’t know who my associate is but it’s a special treat he’s asked us both out to dinner & we will go. 

*{ME:  Mother God, help. Who is Jones?  What is a needle & thread?  I am baffled by everything here.

MG:  Jones is a Saint from Heaven, who has decided to help you.  Your grey hair in the first scene indicates worry. You prayed a lot yesterday & you sacrificed watching anything on You tube to keep your mind clear.

Your getting ready to perform is wanting to help Souls in Purgatory.  But you’ve not had the wherewithal or Grace to get to them, to help them Ascend, you don’t know why.  The lack of costumes, shoes, makeup, everything you need – your tools – are somehow missing.

There is water there – this is Grace - & you will use it in a later scene, which you can’t recall how.  So it isn’t 100% emptiness. The metal inside the water might be saying ‘It is the will of God you be ineffective right now for a reason’ - the reason could be God wants you calibrated, maybe to stop watching people presentations, even the educational ones – which you have done but need this to go a while to take full effect.

You were thinking Jones would not think you were a star as you had on no makeup & were not dressed up.  This shows insecurity on another level of you not being confident or ready to help Souls. You are showing this saint,

“Look, I am not ready.  I can’t help Souls!”

Why are you talking about his strip teasing & that’s what you used to do after you preached?

This was a very stressful, difficult project but you did it.  You want to bring up to him some of the efforts you made in the past, how hard you worked.  You’re pleading your case for assistance.

Why is his audience snickering at the suggestion?

Maybe just because it’s so outlandish.

  And why is he speechless?

Could be because he is impressed & sees how difficult such a thing would be for him, therefore for you, & he has compassion for what you did.

You are asking who he is.  Why is he black & his choir black?  And corrugated metal around their balcony?

Could be these people knew what it was like to be hated, prejudiced against, thrown to the curb, marginalized, like outcasts or untouchables {why they are black}.  The metal around them signifies ‘Will of God’ or God wanted them to experience this.  You might say they are sacrificial lambs or martyrs & James was one of them speaking to the choir or others like himself.

Then you present yourself, & you are also like that as you explain your case, you are suggesting he ‘walk a mile in my shoes’ & he is speechless or stunned by what you did.

Who is the Lady, beautiful journalist?- A Celestial Being.  Guardian Angel, Holy Virgin – a Saint? - Can’t figure except she suffered. The Holy Virgin certainly suffered.  She has some medium light curls around her face, wearing a very dark lustrous dress, maybe blue. If it’s Holy Mary she is pleading your case for you!  Bringing Her Mercy!  Explaining,

“Help Rasa – look what she did – she needs help now to reach the Souls!”

And once again, as a couple days prior, I suspect St Charbel!

Why does She ask Charbel instead of helping herself directly?  Don’t know, could just be the Theater of Justice acting out this play, this way.

(Looked up James Earl Jones & found out he was a converted Catholic so could be why he was chosen as a symbol, plus he’s a distinguished  actor so this is the Theater of Justice.) 

The next scene is the PORTAL of B’klyn. From here you will take Grace to Purgatory, symbolized by the special treat Jones will take you & your associate to.  I believe the other person is Nick, as he’s been strongly present in your Purgatorial ministry, to your amazement & delight.

Now the NEEDLE & THREAD that Charbel is wielding.  A needle & thread JOINS TOGETHER & FIXES clothing.  Recall you had no clothing, no costumes in your dressing room – no tools for your work.  He is mending, helping you to calibrate & adjust your ability to CARRY GRACE. And there are two adjustments.

You are amazed that someone so distinguished would be serving you.  Indeed, he is very high up among Saints & indeed, he is serving you by the request of Holy Mary!  {Yes, he was devoted to her!-so are you.}

Your waist being TAKEN IN is losing some of the ‘fat’ or attachment to this world.  Fat people are usually seen as those attached, wanting to be filled up with gluttonous or too much corporal consolation.  You have lost some of that attachment by quitting the consumption of You tube – only for a couple days but it helped a lot! It’s MIND FAT you got rid of, or as we said, dissipation or clutter caused by connection to the world of people – no matter how educational, like the Ruth Goodman-Peter Ginn historical movies – they bring to your mind hundreds of people-related thoughts, which is a lower nature.

The conclusion is that St. Charbel is taking you & Nick to dinner – which is the Holy Eucharist – which you will consume to transmit to the Holy Souls!  What a dream! 

ME: More questions.  Why particularly does St. Charbel come to my premises to preach to HIS choir, but I am not in that group? Who exactly is he preaching to, I see as ‘his people – dark like him etc.’ & I assume these are all people who HAVE SUFFERED &that’s why you show them dark?  And Holy Mary suffered greatly & she is dark also.

But I am not IN THE CHOIR, I’m in my dressing room, devoid of props or costumes.  Can this be saying that I am indulging myself rather than being austere with the group that are all suffering – I’m not suffering enough?  I’m indulging in watching You tube for entertainment & education every night?  And so I am separate rather than in ‘his choir?’

The galvanized metal – metal is usually the Will of God which drove the metal nails into Jesus’ hands & feet. These people suffered by the Will of God.  Any reason why it’s galvanized? 

MG:  Galvanized is covered with zinc to protect the metal from rust & corrosion.  This is to show their Suffering was OF GOD, will not be corroded, rusted or destroyed, remains Sacred.   

          ME:  And the 3 levels – he the lowest – me intermediate – the choir the highest.  I think I know.  He’s humbled himself the most to serve us.  I am here in between, kind of like where am I {why can’t I help Souls?} His Holy Souls, who are secret unknown, NOT FAMOUS,  are covered by that enclosing wall of God, are the Highest Souls there are, those who suffered the most & were the lowliest.  He’s preaching to the lowliest & I’m not there, & I pipe into his speech pleading my case of how much I have done in the past.  It works.  Holy Mary, with her dark lustrous dress of Sorrow & the light GOLDEN curls around her face, shows her LOVE.  She pleads mercy for me & gets him to comply! – to help me!  {end}       

 

         

 

Will Women Finally Defeat Men?

 

From William:

 Just saw a video about the gender wars and how men are losing out. 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DBG1Wgg32Ok

 

I think what interest me Pete, with this video. He admitted that when patriarchy stopped oppressing women and give them some form of equal rights, in education, women not only became equal to men but overtook them. So he is calling for boys and girls to be treated differently because boys cannot compete against girls on an equal playing field.      William 

Pete Jackson says:

Indeed, while he may not have used those exact words, that is what he effectively meant.  Funny how people who claim to support "meritocracy" and such only do so when it personally benefits their own demographic group.  In a true meritocracy with a level playing field, Women come out ahead.    Pete

 

From William:  Hi Rasa

I don’t know why they were opposed to women working in factories in Germany. In Britain there was a tradition of women working in factories going back to the beginning of the industrial revolution in the 18th  century.  I know in WW2 some senior members of the Nazi party wanted to have women working in war factories but Hitler overruled it. But I also know that the Nazis allowed French women to work in factories when they occupied France. 

 

I suppose it was about the idea that women should only be housewives to look after the house and children. And I suppose this idea was enforced differently in different countries.   William

 

From Pete:  You are correct, William.  The Nazis were pretty big on "traditional" gender roles, it seems:

 

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kinder,_K%C3%BCche,_Kirche

 

William says:  Thanks Pete for looking that up, It does seem that all the most brutal and cruel regimes of the world whether its the Nazis, Muslims, Stalinists or fascists, all have same attitude about women.   William

 

Pete says:  You're very welcome, William.  Ironically, I had also read a while ago that some of the top Nazi brass and their philosophers were supposedly closet matriarchists who ultimately wanted Women to take over in the (distant) future, if one could believe that.  One can even see some traces of that in the design of their economic system early on, perhaps.  But that clearly clashed with their otherwise cruel and very patriarchal ideology.  So what little was left of it was at best more of a 19th century Victorian style "maternalism" that put ("Aryan") Women on a "pedestal", one that looked more and more like a prison every day.

 

(May this be a cautionary tale to the Phyllis Schlafly types and their ideological descendants today)   Pete

 

from William:   I can believe that some Nazis were matriarchists, Pete. There are many political parties who start off with good intentions but get taken over by people with very different beliefs. The Nazi party came from the German Workers party, but when Hitler took it over, he changed it into something very different. A bit like the Republican party it started off as a anti-slavery party but it got turned into a right-wing party during the 20th century.    William

 

from Rasa:  Look here William & Pete – this gives us a strong card to play.  “HITLER wanted women to stay in the home.  He did not want them working outside the home.”  And so according to the Patriarchists, whatever a male leader says goes, like St. Paul saying women can’t preach, then if Hitler said it, women must obey.  Same principle.  This shows the world how idiotic it is to listen to male ‘leaders.’ 

On another subject, from Rasa:

 And I had some thought about what I said re people being stupid.  I said what I did not mean to say.  What bothers me with people the most is their disregard for God.  They do NOTHING to build up their relationship with God.  No meditation, no prayer, no study, no thought.  This puts them on the Broad Highway to Hell.  They disregard God & absorb themselves in the flesh & the world, which puts them at risk of losing their souls.  And they think they are safe - they tell me they have done nothing bad, therefore, they deserve Heaven.  Lol.  Not true.

 

And because of this attitude, their VIBES or energy is bad, & some of them have demons.  And they TRANSMIT this energy & even demons to a person who doesn't want it.  And so when I stay away from people in general, I am the happiest.  At best, they waste my time.

 

I am about God, for God, of God.  I have work to do.  They interfere with my work, clutter my mind, dissipate my energy.  I only want people close to me who work for God as I do. The rest I pity.  I do my charity not so much to people on earth but those in Purgatory - which few people think of.  On earth I feed wild animals, at a cost right now of about $250. a week.  That's my earthly charity for the most part, so I feel I have done what I can.  People are mostly USERS, borrow money they have no plan of paying back.  They are losers & deadbeats in general, I learned the hard way to stay away from them. - Most of them.  Yes I pity them but I don't want them as associates, they interfere with my schedule.  We have nothing in common. 

I do have worthwhile, important friends, who are on my mailing list.  And that is all I want.

 As far as what I said about people being stupid re worldly things - that is not the issue.  I misspoke.  They can be ignorant of the world but aware of God, which makes them worthwhile.   Rasa 

About putting women to work in factories from Rasa:

I get it now, it makes sense.  These Nazi types & Patriarchy types who will not put women to work in factories it is not because they want to degrade or hurt women – it is because WORK IS FREEDOM.  A person deprived of work & earning a living makes them susceptible to slavery or subservience to someone else who pays the bills.  And that’s what Patriarchs want, keep women at home struggling with kids & the drudgery & boringness of housework.  Keep them out of the labor force as that gives them FREEDOM.

 

If we consider the early days prior to strong feminism, women WERE deprived of work.  Their most likely job was HOUSEWIFE.  It wasn’t because of love men enforced this, it was to keep control over them.  The traditional family with men at the head is a place of control, intimidation & possible ABUSE of women & children, not always physical but mental, doctrinal abuse.  It is brainwashing done through the Scriptures, the bible, the Koran, whatever Patriarchal Old Testament rag they believe in & use as a springboard for fallacies.  After all, if they said it 2k years ago, it must be true!  Haha!  St. Paul said it, he will not suffer women to speak on religious dogma, not to preach, so therefore, women cannot preach!  Why?  Because men said it?  It’s all a bunch of lies, a house of cards that will topple soon.

 

I was deprived of work by my Mother who wanted to keep me disempowered, weak, without funds, without freedom. And she gave me no money to pay for necessities, like dentist, clothes, even though my Dad contributed to our welfare.  He was paying the mortgage.  But not one cent for me.  And when I got jobs, no sooner did she find out where, she called up & got me fired.  Work is empowering!

 

I am thinking this through as never before.  As you guys stated, the most tyrannical governments did not want women working outside, keep them slaves at home.  {That was me on the farm near Freehold, NJ – did all the housework while they worked outside, made money.  No allowance.} That proves the issue perfectly, that the role of housewife is woman belonging to man, his property, his slave, his concubine, his breeder, his servant that waits on him.  And safely kept in that little house where she cannot meet opportunities.     Rasa

 

William says:  Hi Rasa

I have had similar thoughts about preserving my writings. That is why recently I have put some of my ideas in three books, “Why Men Are the Submissive Sex,” , “Femdom Witchcraft” and “Femdom Christianity.” These books are published by a femdom publisher (Femdom Cave), because they are the only people who will publish my books. I have also written femdom fictional books under the pen name, Fred Finley where I bury some of my ideas in these books. 

 

I don’t know what to say about women. I can see you are unique because you are willing to fearlessly shout about Matriarchy. But clearly most women are far too frightened to do this. I think most women do fear patriarchy and think if they criticize men too much they might get hurt. The irony of this is that when I first come on the internet and put forward my ideas. It was mostly feminist women who criticized me, not men. I think if you clearly say men do a terrible job in ruling the world and point to things like wars and the gap between rich and poor, many men will agreed with you.