Pinwheel Deliverance Dream
Pinwheel Deliverance
6/29/11 Dream
Like most of my dreams, I cannot say that it is fully prophetic in the sense that things will happen just as portrayed in the dream. Also, like most of my dreams, it is a mixture of symbolic and literal elements. Just because certain people in the dreams, including myself, were in the dream, that doesn’t mean that we will all be going through this in the future, but other Christians may go through a similar ordeal. I don’t remember dreaming this dream before.
The dream.
The dream started in a business office with several workstations and a bubbler outside of a conference room. Mark, I and EJ and MJ were working at a business. It was a very nice place to work. Sometimes we worked at computers. Other times we worked in small discussion groups. Everyone could feel a change in the air. I had the feeling that Mark, myself and EJ and MJ wouldn’t be coming into work the next day. Mark said that there would probably be a meeting at the end of the day just before clock-out and EJ agreed.
The end of the day came. While the supervisors and crew leaders had a meeting, there wasn’t one for the regular workers. When Mark, myself and EJ and MJ went to exit the doors that we normally used we found that they had been sealed and bolted with metal bars, so we walked to the main entrance. We found that a security booth had been installed. We saw that some people walking through ahead of us were told that from now on they would only be able to enter through the security checkpoint. Others were given an envelope and told that from that time on they would be working out of their homes or that a bus would pick them up and take them to a work site in another area.
Mark, myself, EJ and MJ each received a letter. When we arrived back where we lived, a place that had formerly been a hotel, we each went to our rooms. While Mark, I and EJ, and MJ were still together, we were unable to communicate with many of our former friends and family, both Christians, and non-Christians. Not much later we went to the social area and talked with other Christians.
We found out that every person who was part of a church or home fellowship had been asked to leave their place of work and informed that they were to remain in their community (the hotel) unless they received a temporary pass or were picked up by bus to go to a work center. We were all worried that we would have to take the mark or be taken away to live in camps. A few Christians were moved out of our building. Except that most of us received work orders over the phone or would get picked up a few times a week to go work in a large garden, or a warehouse, life went on quite easily for at least a few months, if not a much longer period of time.
We actually got to know other Christians in the complex that we hadn’t known before. The details get a bit fuzzy here, but it seemed like if you behaved well, except that we weren’t free to move about to go out to eat or shop, without a pass, and those were rare, that life was fairly easy. Many times we had meetings in the old hotel social room and at other times we did social activities in our rooms. Mark and I played games on some type of Nintendo or X-Box system quite often. There was also a tall blond girl – about twentyish that Mark spent much time with who interacted with us frequently. More about that later.
Several “tests” occurred. And it seemed like the Lord allowed it for his own purposes. Opportunities arose that coincided with choices between doing things that were right and wrong. For example, a van always arrived at meal times with food that we shared in the social room. One day a fourth van with food was unloaded into the large commercial coolers of the hotel after we had the usual supper delivery. The coolers weren’t locked. I thought about sneaking down in the middle of the night to get some food, but I was convicted in my spirit, explained to the others, EJ and MJ and Mark and his friend that I had a feeling we should not go there to sneak food. We agreed not to sneak food. The next morning several of our neighbors were arrested for stealing food. They were taken away, the contents of their rooms were confiscated, and we never saw them again.
Another issue arose when certain members of the community were signed up into an informant program. If they informed on a neighbor and there was evidence supporting that information, that Christian would be arrested and taken away, never to return. If the informant was found to be lying, that person was announced by the guards who patrolled outside of the hotel, as having provided false evidence against the community and taken away, never to return.
Another event happened that involved me directly. A Christian brother there at the hotel told me that he had found a way to rewire the old cable boxes in the hotel room so that the room’s occupants could get free cable TV. He showed several people in the hotel how to do it. It was a fairly easy fix once you opened the box. When I found that the technique actually worked I told Mark and EJ and MJ about my discovery. Mark was quick to comprehend the simple changes to the inside of the cable box. Not much later the Lord reprimanded me and warned me to tell Mark, EJ, and MJ to adjust their cable boxes back to the way they had been originally. I confessed my error and then found Mark and EJ and MJ and warned them. We agreed to switch back our cable boxes and not change them again. We also told a few others that we felt the Lord had shown us that anyone who had changed their cable units should immediately put them back to normal.
The next day all (usually less than half of the hotel’s occupants left for outside work) were put on buses and sent to work in the gardens or factories.
When we came back all of the cable boxes had been removed. Those people with cable boxes that had been reset to pick up free cable were taken away by police.
I don’t know what it meant in the dream, but each hotel room had a cable power box on the outside wall of the hotel as well as a box with inside each TV. For some unknown reason, any room where the cable TV cable box had been tampered with, if that box was used for several hours or more, weeds grew up around the outside cable box. Maybe that was just a way to show that the boxes had been set up to monitor for those who were misusing their boxes. The residents of the hotel were allowed to listen to the local community channel, but not other “cable” channels. It seems that another reason we weren’t allowed to watch was that we weren’t allowed to listen to the news which aired information about warring within the country and the threat of external war coming to America.
It seems like most of us had internet access as well. If we received mail that was politically incorrect nothing happened, but if we forwarded that email, we would be taken away. It seems like access was limited. We could send some letters but there was some kind of block so that many internet sites or personal mail addresses couldn’t be reached. I was sometimes able to send emails to my friend Pamela Spock (So she wasn’t the tall blond girl in the dream that Mark and I knew.)
Anyway, there were several incidents like this and for those who followed the rules, things were o.k., but if they didn’t, their possessions were confiscated and they were taken away never to be seen again. Rumor had it that some were moved to hard labor camps, medical facilities or executed. We were just guessing on the executions, but I think the guards had confirmed relocation, but not executions.
One day the young girl that Mark spent a great deal of time with borrowed a Christian magazine from EJ and MJ, but nothing happened. We were a bit concerned but then found out from the guards that there wasn’t any rule about any of us exchanging Christian literature within our home and work areas, only outside of our living and work areas. One day this girl – Mark’s friend — just disappeared. Which was odd; if someone was punished for breaking a rule, everyone knew about it. Rule breakers were made examples. She just disappeared. About a week later she reappeared. Mark and I heard music from her apartment, knocked and she invited us in.
She apologized for keeping the magazine beyond the time she had promised to return it and asked me to return it to EJ and MJ. EJ and MJ were actually with us but had not stepped into the room.
Something seemed odd about the young girl. I just couldn’t put my finger on it. I did notice that the room seemed much barer than I’d remembered it. The room looked super clean and had very few possessions. The thought came to me to drop my money clip near her, as if by accident when I stepped forward to get the magazine. It has a magnet on it. (In real life I carry a money clip that has a strong magnet.) The magnet was drawn towards her, but I pulled it back before it connected. After that experiment, I was quite sure that she was an android replica and not the real girl that Mark knew. I then felt led to look at the ceiling. On the ceiling, I saw blood splashes. Then I knew. The real girl that Mark knew had been executed and the room cleaned and sanitized. The figure we were talking to was a well-made robot.
I pointed out the blood on the ceiling to Mark and EJ and MJ, without alerting the robot girl. We left her, very shaken, and went to check the other brothers and sisters for doppelgangers. I’m not sure how many other fake people we found if any. I don’t remember that.
Another incident occurred after that. A couple of the lady residents of the hotel became pregnant. A new rule came down that men and women unless they were unable to have children, were not allowed to be alone in their rooms together or share a room.
After that, things began to get harder and fear increased. We heard from a guard that things had changed and that those of us who lived at the hotel and others like us, would face tough choices, and if we made bad choices, we would die, some quickly and some slowly.
Not long after that I had opened the shades of my window and noticed that in addition to the guards posted at the corners of the hotel property, military vehicles with machine guns, and infantry specialists were parked on the streets surrounding the hotel.
When I went to warn the others I saw Mark watching a floating pinwheel. He was fascinated by it. When I saw it, I had the feeling that it was like the pillar of cloud by day and pillar of fire by night, written about in the book of Exodus 13:21.
Not everyone in the hotel could see it. Mark, I, EJ and MJ and a few others followed the pinwheel as it floated out of the hotel and passed the guards and military men. It was as if they could not see us. I heard one of the soldiers say, “It’s that kid with the pinwheel we saw earlier. He’s not part of the detention area. Let him pass.” We walked passed them and continued walking behind the floating pinwheel through the streets and away from the hotel. Behind us some of the residents were taken to military personnel carriers. Ones that ran away were shot. Gunners on the flat beds of the military vehicles opened up on the hotel and shot into it until it fell apart.
The dream ended.
When I thought about the dream it seems there were a few points.
- That a time of testing would be coming to Christians.
- We may have a rough idea about what is coming, but we will be in for a few surprises.
- There would be opportunities for protection in the midst of the chaos.
- Things will start out slowly and wouldn’t get dangerous for Christians unless they rocked the boat, but, even if they didn’t rock the boat, the predicted times of sorrow would eventually come.
- That Jesus is coming back, but much will happen in the meantime.
- That much of what happened in the dream was more the result of things deteriorating within the country, rather than the actual end time scenario of scripture. That is, there are things that may happen in the future that aren’t positive, but they are just the foreshadowing of the end and not the actual end times scenario of scripture.
- Keep in mind that my dreams contain both literal and symbolic elements. Often certain ideas are exaggerated to make a point. The safest way to interpret them is to step back and look at the whole picture in a general way. Certain elements may prove more specifically prophetic while other elements may just be stage props and window dressing.
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