wefarrell · November 28, 2013 19:55
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 From ages 18-21 I went through a period where I had many significant dreams. I don't remember the particular order, but the more significant ones have etched themselves thoroughly in my memory.

 Three Churches
 When the dream started out I was a member of some kind of new age church. The building had a lot of light in it and the atmosphere seemed very cultish. They claimed to be christian but it became clear they were christian in name only. In the church there were a series of relics, the most important of which was a glass box filled with sand. I disrupted this relic by placing a cross inside of it, which angered the congregation to the point that they wanted me dead. They wanted to crucify me but I insisted that if they were to crucify me, they do so upside down, much like the early christian martyrs. This caused a great argument amongst the congregation and in the commotion I was able to escape my martyrdom and run away from the church. I came upon a picnic of a large group of people and they welcomed me with open arms. They offered me food and listened to my story, giving me their sympathies and emotional support. I left the group and at night continued on my journey. I walked over a hill in a clearing and off in the distance could see some kid of large structure that resembled a warehouse or stadium with some kind of alien light coming out from inside. I made my way in and saw a crowd worshipping with intense devotion. In the front, where the alter would be, I saw a bald figure lying on its back with arms stretched out levitating 3 or 4 feet above the ground. I'm not sure if it was human or alien, but it didn't appear to be animate and it seemed like a body devoid of any mind or soul. The crowd cheered/chanted in utter devotion with their arms raised over their heads. Above them, moving around the room was a tabernacle. It's doors were open and coming out of them were hands. To me it appeared as though this tabernacle was a portal to another dimension. As the tabernacle moved around the room the hands of the crowd would touch the hands of the tabernacle.
	From ages 18-21 I went through a period where I had many significant dreams. I don't remember the particular order, but the more significant ones have etched themselves thoroughly in my memory.

	Three Churches
	When the dream started out I was a member of some kind of new age church. The building had a lot of light in it and the atmosphere seemed very cultish. They claimed to be christian but it became clear they were christian in name only. In the church there were a series of relics, the most important of which was a glass box filled with sand. I disrupted this relic by placing a cross inside of it, which angered the congregation to the point that they wanted me dead. They wanted to crucify me but I insisted that if they were to crucify me, they do so upside down, much like the early christian martyrs. This caused a great argument amongst the congregation and in the commotion I was able to escape my martyrdom and run away from the church. I came upon a picnic of a large group of people and they welcomed me with open arms. They offered me food and listened to my story, giving me their sympathies and emotional support. I left the group and at night continued on my journey. I walked over a hill in a clearing and off in the distance could see some kid of large structure that resembled a warehouse or stadium with some kind of alien light coming out from inside. I made my way in and saw a crowd worshipping with intense devotion. In the front, where the alter would be, I saw a bald figure lying on its back with arms stretched out levitating 3 or 4 feet above the ground. I'm not sure if it was human or alien, but it didn't appear to be animate and it seemed like a body devoid of any mind or soul. The crowd cheered/chanted in utter devotion with their arms raised over their heads. Above them, moving around the room was a tabernacle. It's doors were open and coming out of them were hands. To me it appeared as though this tabernacle was a portal to another dimension. As the tabernacle moved around the room the hands of the crowd would touch the hands of the tabernacle.