3/17/2021 0 Comments
Another dream about the afterlife
All life on our earth circled back as other forms of life. Some humans in their past lives had been suns, and after death, moved into their next stage as an angel or some other powerful spirit. We (me and three friends) had just journeyed through hell (it was a maze of a mansion where we had to find the Devil (a white woman lounging on her bed with slaves around her) and kill her - but after we found her, we escaped from hell instead, and swam through two layers of ocean (we swam to the surface, and upon reaching the top, found ourselves at the bottom of the ocean again). We swam to the top of this sea to find ourselves in a brand new universe. It looked like an empty suburb at night. The houses were two-storied and were all empty, except for one. We went in, and it was full of blank-staring people and two intelligent looking dogs. My friends went to speak to the humans, but I went to speak to the dogs because it was clear they were pulling the strings here. I spoke with them as some of my friends (Richard Nixon was one of them) insulted everyone in the house and proceeded to get us thrown out. Before we went out, the dogs told me they wanted me to stay here in their new world with them and help build out the universe from scratch. I was unsure, as the entire place was somewhat ominous. As we walked out, there was a new lone arrival. Someone inside asked when he had arrived (he had been scheduled to enter the world at a certain time), because they had gotten word that the top-level spirit had just arrived with someone new. So if this lone person was here, that meant that perhaps the top spirit had arrived with someone who hadn't been previously scheduled to arrive. I flew (haven’t done that in a dream for awhile) to the entry point of the universe and saw the spirit had S. (who was trans). We spoke. I asked if S would stay with me, or go back to our world to be with our friends and family. They were free to return to earth since they'd been stolen from our universe by the spirit (rather than died). But we didn’t know if we'd find each other again in the afterlife if they left. I was also worried because I felt we had come into a universe which would grow with sinister roots. More than anything (even though all I really wanted was for us to be together), I knew S. should be there for our kids and grandkids, and for them to decide, after they’d properly died, if they wanted to find me, or be somewhere else.
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