From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/02/05 Matthew 24:15 and Trump's SotU address last night:   
      
   OK, so last night (2/4/20) President Trump gave an historic State of the Union   
   address to the US Congress.  I've been watching speeches like this for awhile,   
   and I gotta say, his *speechwriter* deserves a Nobel Prize of *SOME TYPE!*  It   
   was *incredible!*    
    Granted, there was ONE hokey stunt where he reunited a military service   
   member with his family, but I gotta say, Trump "trumped" all those hokey home   
   videos where people do this for public re-tweet value.  He did it more to   
   prove a point:  bring home    
   our armed service members!   
      
   Meanwhile, the nation's actual statistics are *mind blowing!*  The net effect   
   of them clearly indicate that GOD is WITH the United States of America!  Of   
   this, there can be no doubt.  However, his *speech* reminded me a great deal   
   of a comment given by    
   Jesus of Nazareth roughly 2000 years ago: biblehub.com/matthew/24-15.htm:   
   "When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by   
   Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him   
   understand:)" << this is something    
   akin to the *opposite* of what Trump did in the SotU.  I'm expecting someone   
   to stand on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem and declare himself to be more   
   awesome in personal accomplishments than Trump spoke about the USA as a   
   nation.  The shadow of the    
   prophecy tells me that someone (or something) related to Islam will declare   
   itself to be "God."   
      
   Having laid out this "preamble" of sorts, I'd like to dig into some of the   
   dreams from last night / this morning:  Note that there were *myriad* details,   
   but I'll try to keep to some kind of condensed, coherent version:   
      
   There was something to do with driving a vehicle.  Many of my dreams often   
   have this kind of sensation, although it *could* be a form of "astral travel,"   
   still, it always feels like driving a car.  This one had to deal with a sense   
   of skirting through    
   lanes of traffic in a rather rough fashion.  If this were in real life, there   
   would perhaps be travel against a one-way flow of traffic, or perhaps   
   squeezing a vehicle through directional traffic but having a really rugged   
   vehicle that can push other    
   traffic out of the way.  There was also a sense of having left the vehicle in   
   an area in such a manner that the keys were with me, the dreamer, yet the   
   vehicle felt like it was in another town, such as Shelbyville, and I needed   
   someone to fetch the car    
   for me.   
      
   In another dream, there was the sense that I was at Central Middle School and   
   there were a number of faculty around.  Also a sense of being near a cafeteria   
   of sorts, closer to the "lunch line" portion of the area, and there was some   
   scene dealing with    
   copious amounts of pre-packaged food items, wrapped in cellophane, in stacks.    
   It wasn't exactly clear if these were something to buy or something one could   
   take as needed, but the sense of "abundance" was distinctly prevalent.   
      
   In a *similar* dream, I (the dreamer, but this time feeling more like myself)   
   was in more of the dining hall area of a cafeteria, only this one had a kind   
   of "mixed" venue feeling, that is, it had a feel of MTCS (Middle Tennessee   
   Christian School) and    
   Reeves Rogers (where I went to school— the two areas *are similar*) and also   
   Central Middle School, although this feel was only due to the kids / people   
   present.  There was, in the dream, some kind of "split" or division, as a   
   female was over in the "   
   UK" section while I was in the "USA" section.  The gal in question had a sense   
   of Teresa Denny, a gal who shook my world between our last day in 7th grade   
   and her return on the 1st day of 8th grade where she blew every hormonal   
   circuit breaker I had at    
   that time.  (IRL, she *really* "POWED" me into feeling downright ashamed at   
   how I'd responded to her that last day in 7th grade, when she had a "yuk,   
   cooties!" feel about her.)  There was some amount of discussion in this dream,   
   a sentence or two, but I    
   can't quite pull it out of the mist, clarity 6 or 7 at this time, but   
   originally a 7+.  Note:  this dream had a *similar* feel to a "Doctor Who"   
   episode, when time was "broken" and happening "all at once," imd   
   .com/title/tt1824359/?ref_=ttep_ep14 (S6E13.)   
      
   In another dream, people (adults, it seemed, although they had the feel of   
   teachers at CMS) were *ice skating uphill!*  The slope of the incline wasn't   
   *that* great, but skating UP a 15°-30° road-width path of ice should be   
   harder than they made it    
   appear.  "I" (the dreamer) was moving *as if* I were skating along with them,   
   so it *may* be that I was the "cloud of thought" *just ahead* of the guy who   
   was skating.   
      
   Well, those are all I've jotted quick notes on, and even those are quickly   
   fading into the "evaporative mist" of forgetfulness.  Is it any wonder we   
   mostly don't remember our past lives?   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)