Awaiting Ceremony with World ‘Leaders’

🔥awaiting Ceremony with the World ‘Leaders’🔥

(Dreamtime 10-19-2024)

I park my car along the road with a bunch of others, my family and many people whom I know and don’t know are getting together….. it’s a gathering, but a strange vibe, to do with political stuff. People are bringing food etc. and preparing, like a potluck. George Bush jr , Putin, and other heads of state and leaders of past and present are there: everyone else is walking on eggshells around them. There is A general murmur of uneasiness while waiting for the actual event to begin. I am playing with my phone and someone says I can’t be taking photos, which I wasn’t , but they are very all serious and paranoid, being in the company of all these famous leaders’. Most of the ‘leaders’ are dressed in full regalia, very ceremonial, but GW is in his jeans and shirt, good ole boy. There is some issue with toilet paper. As if it has been weaponized…..people are going back and forth, with various kinds of rolls etc? I’m being very loud and talkative and just my normal typical self, open and engaging, even to the Leaders, all of whom are sitting on a couch and in the room, which is just a normal kinda cramped house/apt. They are pretty much silent and just waiting, sitting still and unobtrusively. I keep getting shushed by people and told to reel it in…..they are all so worried about what the ‘Leaders’ will think of them, or whether they will be punished???

At one point the conversation is about a vaxxine that had been proven to be dangerous , but so much of it had been made/produced, that they were trying to figure out what to do with it…..how to dispose or deal with it. I walk over to GW Bush and say ‘I’d just do what George Bush Did, and send it over to a third world country to disseminate..:: I say this in Jest, and poking fun of them all and the System, but seemingly serious and right to GW who is sitting on the couch looking at me…..he grins. I say ‘I’m just playin’ then I tell him about the Doll thing Oisín has of him and he laughs and smiles and gets excited and I say “it’s the the one with the little leather jacket.” I say ‘whenever Oisín thinks I’m talking too much he just pushes the little button over and over and makes me hear your one liner Bush-isms instead’ . I find it funny and so does he( Oisín really does that in waking reality). Everyone else ( all the regular people) are shocked that I am speaking like that to him . Then my mom is trying to find pans or something down in a cabinet drawer which is stuffed and messy and disorganized and I say ‘ just pull it all out’ …..she says it will make a big mess. I get aggravated and say “sometimes you just gotta pop the zit…..pull all that shit out and get what you need and put it back in order”. I’m referring to many layers of what’s going on. My sister shows up with Blueberry pie? But it is more like a custard in its texture. I reflect on that because of a reference in waking life to blueberry pies and sisters, and chuckle . I take it to put on the table and kinda bump it when setting it down and it kinda rattles it and makes it not look perfect . I say ‘ah well whatever’ .

Am then outside ,Around the back of house/apt :building? And there are families sitting in the dark talking and hanging out sitting at lawn table etc all waiting for the ‘event/ceremony’ to begin. ( all the Leaders are there for some big ceremonial happening). I climb a spider web like rope thing that is hanging as a playground piece, and am playing around and when I slide down the little kid that was on a trike beside it is now under me ….she had moved and I land right on her head and we tumble. She’s ok though and I comfort her and sorta play -roll around.

We all walk back up in the dark and then back inside, and there is a black woman with a newborn baby…the baby is making funny faces as I am talking. I realize the baby, who kinda looks like an old wise person in tiny body, is famous from social media? To the lady, I say “Is that ‘grumpy baby’ …(something I had seen in instagram or somewhere). It is. She says the baby came out making that face , and I say she ( the baby) was thinking ‘holy shit, I am not ready for this place again’ joking.

By now a ‘leader’ from Ghana is there, a young tribal black woman ,kinda funky style, and pierced and tattooed ….she is the leader who has recently come into power, via family lineage? So this is all knew to her but she is very proud and Confident. There is also a younger swarthy maybe Indian/or middle eastern man who shows up….also pierced and kinda modern, but in full military regalia, head of some other country. Of course Putin is there. He seems very young and underwhelmed. But quiet. It’s all very serious but caricature-is …. I am
Not impressed by any of them, nor am I scared or them like all the others….i know they are just marionettes on the chessboard and it is all very playful and light to me, so I am provoking them in jest and yet good nature. They are equally at ease with me.

There had been nowhere for people to sit because they were on the couch etc before, but now they are on floor sitting cross legged and the normal people are sitting on the couches: the vibe is starting to get a little more relaxed but also they are ‘playing subtle war games’ that feel like everyone is engaging each other and trying to assert silent agendas. I sit with the leaders and start joking and being gregarious and charming: I am still getting dirty looks from the ‘normals’ . The Ghana lady is asked a question and I see images from her life there and she is in tribal traditional clothes and she says that ‘her body is Her Body and that is who she is’ and I seem to know she had inherited the position and was not all stuffy and programmed in the same way as the other leaders.

Even the leaders though seem to want to break out of their roles, and they realize it’s all a facade.

I end up back at my car….which is parked up and along the road, which is a country road. i need to move it? It’s dark, something is going on with it: then We are all trying to go somewhere…. like out dancing? As a group? And I say ‘you mean we are all meant to ride together to ‘wherever’? Lnowing there is know way this large group of people can fit in one vehicle or likely even remain organized enough to all get to where we are planning to go. So people are splitting up , dividing into smaller groups to ride with each other etc. There are cliques starting to form. I am the only one who is interacting with the ‘leaders’ the others are still afraid too. .

Dreamtime Premonitions

Another intense Trippy Past/FutureDream (Jan.12 2013)

I am in some place where alot of people are gathered. almost like an amusement park. At some point I discover that I have a microchip or some kind of implant on my left leg…lower quad. I freak out and somehow cut it out of my skin or remove it. I am then asking what it is, very concerned, to people i see around me….everyone is just kinda blank and then a man catches my eye, and he looks at me and i know he knows….and i hold it up and show him and ask what he knows about it and that this is serious stuff. He says that the people will not understand…the only ones who have them are the ones who are a danger to the ploy…something along those lines…then I ask how they could have gotten to me, to implant…and i see an image almost like telepathically sent by the man, of me in a ballpit/playpit like at a kids indoor playground and being sprayed by a ‘perfume’ or ‘mist’ that renders me unconscious for a moment long enough to inject the implant. Then I feel I have to find who im with….i end up on some kind of ‘ride’ and i am being strapped in like at the carnival, next to my sister. Im telling her about the chip and saying that something very bad is going to happen, that this was not good, that i could feel ‘it’…’it’ was coming. I then realize that I have something right under my skin next to my thumbnail right hand. I pull it out and its another weird ‘chip’ but it looks like some kind of larval furry moth….I crush it between my fingers….and immediately a handful of cartoonish strange underwater-ish looking beings descend from the sky hovering, very organically, living things. menacing. I feel the energy is intense and i KNOW we have to get out of there and at the same time there is some strange noise, and i realize that me crushing the ‘chip’ set off a reaction….that it alerted ‘them’ to know that it had been found and the person being ‘watched’ and chipped was in danger of ‘escaping’ their grasp….on all levels. I climb out of the seat, which is now about 12 feet in the air and jump down to the ground to get off, and i yell to my sister to hurry, she has to come….she does jump down and then its Lisl….splayed on the ground awkwardly, has hurt her leg/s bad long fall and I grab her with my left arm and hoist her over my shoulder kinda and take off running thru what is now a forest, a path that i used to walk to the school bus when a kid…and as i get to bottom of gully and turning to right of path..there is an electronic device hooked up that kinda looks like an old calculator….the big ones. I rip the wires off and kinda smash it and keep running, knowing that it was another spying device or in some way connected to ‘them’. I end up literally climbing thru the trees with lisl still hoisted on my back, and now im not sure why….there was something else going on here that i cant ‘see’ now or remember…but at some point we check lisl and she has the implant near her thumb and we get it out but before lisl can crush it i stop her…and tell her that if we destroy it it is a signal and we will be found….???? So then we are back at the amusement partk/crowds and I am trying to talk to people, and tell them whats going on but it is like robots or drones walking along and Im feeling agitated….like i felt personally responsible for helping them or preparing them for ‘whats coming’ which felt so very close at hand in the dream…and I am talking about reptilians lol and stuff and then scene shifts and i am in what seems to be underneath of my childhood home, almost like a basement…and someone is with me but not sure who now. something catches fire some wooden beam or something and I go over to it and do something to it but cant remember what . then scene shifts again and I am with some man and a lady who turns out to be Barbera Bush. She is ‘not well’ and is laying down on a cot or being carried on a cot or something. the man is like her ‘assistant’ and i am talking to them about ‘everything’ and asking them questions, and the man is letting on that he is doing very good work, and I start talking about how it is no longer working, this perpetuated lie….and that i knew Who They Were and What They Were Doing and then barbera bush is saying something and playing a victim and when I talk again, about reptilians or the like, she kinda sighs and turns from ‘seeming’ sweetness to sour….and this other energy comes out…and then I guess i woke up. im leaving out lots of stuff because i cant articulate or get a full picture of the details….but this was the jist.