Violent Death - Demons - Marsh Land

[rocketsquirrel]

Dreamed this last night 8/30/07 after I dreamed about the message to hypocrites.

I dreamed I was riding in an old NOMAD (the big Chevy station wagon from the 1970's, in fact this whole dream was set in the 1970's) with several people. Most were teenagers or in their early 20's. The man driving the car was in his 40's and I'm in my 30's. I was in the front passenger seat. Everyone else sat in the back. I knew that this was a test of some sort, a test of faith. I realized in the dream, that the teenagers all represented me and the driver was sent to take me through this trial of faith.

It was night. We were traveling in the car through a swampy, marshy area covered with fog. The road was sand. I kept telling the driver to stop and let me get out, but he wouldn't lestin. As he continued to drive, I could see that Catholic priests, bishops, and pastors were comming here to practice witchcraft in secret in which they worshipped Satan. These hypocrites did this because they felt GOD was doing what they wanted to see Him do (they wanted material things, wealth, and wanted imediate gratification) and they wanted to feel powerful. In their opinion, God didn't make them feel powerful enough.

I yelled at the driver more urgently to stop and turn back. He continued to ignore me. I could see a highway used to go through this place but the swamp had swallowed it up long ago. This place was had an evil presence that killed. People go in, and never come back. We passed by abandoned trucks, semi trucks, and plows buried up to their roofs after they had sunk in marshy sand years ago. All the drivers had died because they couldn't get out, and no radios worked out here so no one can call for help. Their angry and violent souls wandered the swamps as ghostly demons, searching to kill whomever they find. I knew in my heart GOD was with me here and I could feel His protection wrap around me like a big comfy blanket. I knew nothing evil would hurt me and it was my faith that was keeping us all from sinking. The blessing I recieved with holy water from the previous dream kept me safe from evil spells.

The driver drove deep into the middle of this no where, and there was a giant Victorian/Gothic style mansion right in the middle of this place with a balcony and an elaborate wrap around porch complete with columns. We all got out and walked inside. THe inside had an expensive and elaborate decor. It looked lived in, recently. There was no dust anywhere. All the furnishings looked clean and high quality.

We all went into the bedroom and threw our things down to figure out what to do next. Do we stay here? Do we leave? Do we spend the night and leave in the morning? I looked out the window. Why would anybody want to build a mansion in the middle of a vast swamp in the middle of nowhere? A demon (who owned the house) appeared at the 3rd story window! He was in the form of a wild looking old man, with crazy long white hair and a rotten corpse-like appearance. He was laughing, then he'd howl a creepy, frightening howl. I recongnized the demon from a dream encounter a year or 2 ago where I defeated him in a fight. I felt I could still take him on.

He was afraid of me (though no one but me realized it) so I know he couldn't do anything to me but he said, "Look!" We all looked out another window and we could see a small town nearby.It looked desolate, abandoned but some lights were on. We realized we were in some kind of spirit world, and we were seeing something out in the real world. We saw that the local laundry mat had flooded with marsh water from the swamp by about 2 feet. Then the water began rising faster and faster. A man was trapped inside. The water was filled with a murderous evil power that paralyzed the man. Cuts and deep gashes started appearing all over him as the unseen demons slashed him continously. He died screaming both from injury and from drowning because he had no faith in GOD. We could hear the demon laughing before he vanished. If only he would've prayed, he would've been protected from the evil forces.

We were horrified that we saw this man die horribly and there was nothing we could have done to help him. The driver wanted to stay in the house. His skin turned a pale green, he started to turn into a rotting corpse. One of the teens left and had driven a truck right up onto the porch so we could jump in and get out of there. END.

I PASSED THE TEST - IF I FAILED IN MY FAITH I WOULD HAVE BEEN DESTROYED....

[rmahil]

It appears you are constantly in battlement state.

Judaism had longed been dominated by Catholicism. It has long served its interests and do not see why it will not at this point.

Currently your dreams show in-dwelling with things you surround yourself, and things you have allowed to influence your life and thinking.

Whoever you are, you are a catholic by interest.

The turmoil of politics will continue to take precedence in your beliefs.

However, you will always have a choice with you whom you will serve. That will determine your fate.


Best wishes

[rocketsquirrel]

The dream was set in the past so the dream is about a past experience. In the dream, I was actually told it was set in the 1970's to honor the time period I was born in. The swamp and sand represent a test of faith. I was in cirumstances where only faith would protect me. I succeeded. Faith is a pass/fail...you eitheir have it or don't. I had practice and guidence, now was the time to apply it to real life. I wanted to be able to back out of this test, but I couldn't.

The sights and horrors reprsents different kinds of misplaced faith and lack of faith. There are those who completely abandoned faith (symbolized by clergy worshipping Satan). There are those who just blindly go through life believing only in what they see and touch, thinking those things are reliable, when in fact they are undependable...this is represented by the trucks buried in the sand. The man tortured/drowned represents the person who doesn't believe in anything. He cannot ask GOD to help deliver him from evil because in his mind, there is no GOD to pray to so he is at the mercy of evil supernatural forces.

The house reprsents a comfortable place in life where I am tempted to stay, where it feels safe, but I know that it is not right to trust staying comfortable, I have to grow, I have to move on with life.