745 a.m. email from Noah began:
I woke up in a cold sweat at 1:20am- been
beaten up in my dreams all night with just hellish nightmares and felt
physically ill.
I had dreams of mushroom clouds blowing
everything all to hell and you were running towards me and each time I could
not get you in my storm/fallout shelter and you and I were immolated. We were
in a urban, developed world environment and the news said it was bomb dropped.
We had been snooping and determined it was a nuclear power plant melting down
Next dream: a mouthy ape that spoke English
and was in a nice tuxedo was trying to counsel you. You got tired of his gibberish,
peeled 6 bananas and shoved them in his mouth when he went on trying to tell
you how the world is and all this shit I can't remember- but I remember you got
pissed and shoved the bananas in his mouth and he liked to have choked on them.
He found a vine and swung away. Makes no goddamn sense whatsoever.
I replied:
Got very long email 12:45 a.m. today from the second manager
of Sippin’ Internet CafĂ©, in Key West, recapping
my life as he understands it, lots of critical advice about my delusional life
and writings, I need to see an internist and a psychiatrist, read the Bible,
and ignore your and Kari’s dreams, and my own dreams. He's dying of lymphoma,
is on seroquel and other psych drugs. Had no clue who he was until he mentioned
my lady art work was in the bathroom at Sippin'. He criticized the art. It was
him who told me to put it in the bathroom. He really liked the art back then.
Heh, you indeed are being put
through the ringer over my adventures. And, over humanity's.
I have been attacked many times and know it
goes with the terrain.
I keep reading pundits' shooting off their
mouths and they don't have a fucking clue what is coming down, or how this or
that idea might actually play out, if implemented.
Noah responded:
It is funny how the sick and spiritually sick
want to pick on the rest of us in order to justify their choices and their
situation. Like we're figurines they can manipulate into a sculpture. He sounds
like he was a friend or someone you knew and I didn't so I'll leave my thoughts
there.
The angels aren't putting me through the
ringer over you. The angels are putting me through the ringer with every other
human who isn't under the influence of demonic oppression. Your belief man is
massively demonically possessed is closer to fruition than ever. Man is a weak
creature who only strives to save himself and not others. The end result is
man's weakness, fear, and inability to give up hate and greed is going to lead
to an extinction level event. I don't know when, I do not know where- I just
know it is coming- man's choices dictate man's future. Man picks a team
mentality in everything and cannot handle honesty.
Mankind needs to change how mankind chooses to
act: dreams, portents, warnings, examination of our inner lives and inner
selves is as important as the "self image" man is trying to
cultivate, but mankind refuses to acknowledge that. Mankind is in a dark, dark
place- only through following a transformative path that is greatly painful can
mankind reach a conversation with God and hope to have a chance in God's Court
of Law.
I don't know what will come after us, but when
man ends up like the dinosaurs- we are little more than a blip in earth's
history and nowhere near as important as mankind has deluded itself into
thinking.
Lucifer and maybe Donald Trump are the only two happy creatures in humanity’s
existence right now- quoted from the collective Powers that be.
My reply to the fellow who
took me to task ended:
I
imagine you and I will see each other in the afterlife, where I am told by
angels from time to time that things look somewhat different than they looked
before we crossed over.
I then received a phone call
from a black Baptist pastor buddy, who invited me to meet at the usual outside
place to play chess. He’s the better player, and when something is chewing
me up and I have not dealt with it yet, he beats me a lot worse than usual. I
won the first game today, and the last two games, and several games in between, and
he won about as many games. Came home, took a huge dump, when historically means something new and rough is coming in. I lay down, took a really good nap. My dreams were of something brewing. I hope it's not me catching the coronavirus. But it won't surprise me. For a very long time I have absorbed internally what goes on externally, which I am given to engage.
When I returned to the Florida Keys in 2006, after being away for about nine months, I was told in my sleep by a male voirce, "Remember Daniel." Then, I was told by a female voice something like, "You are doing very well and trying really hard. Humanity did not reach escape velocity, this has happened before, but you can still do it. You will be given experiences that increase your velocity like scientists use celestial bodies to increase the velocity of space vehicles (slingshot effect)."
Daniel was, still is, my favorite person in the Old Testament. The Bible's dreamer. The lions did not eat Daniel, when a king put him in their den. Daniel interepreted Kings' dreams. He remembered a dream a king had fogotten, interpreted it for the king, and said it meant if the king continued patting himself on the back for how great his kingdom was, instead of giving God credit, he would end up on all fours grazing with cattle for 7 years. The king kept patting himself on the back and ended up grazing with cattle for 7 years. After that ended, the king only had praises for God. Wonder if President Trump knows about King Nebuchadnezzar?
Daniel had a horrible apocalyptic dream he did not understand. I never had an apocalyptic dream, but I was asked in my sleep by a male voice during an awful time in 2004, "What do you think of the species?" I woke up, said something like, "I do not like being asked that question, but since I was asked. There are people who are spiritually evolving, but, in the main, humanity has lost its creativity and is spiritually cloning itself and devolving. Look at all angels have done for me and at how messed up I am right now. If what was done for me is done for humanity, perhaps 50,000 people will survive. Perhaps kinder to put humanity somewhere it has a better chance of evolving?"
Daniel had a horrible apocalyptic dream he did not understand. I never had an apocalyptic dream, but I was asked in my sleep by a male voice during an awful time in 2004, "What do you think of the species?" I woke up, said something like, "I do not like being asked that question, but since I was asked. There are people who are spiritually evolving, but, in the main, humanity has lost its creativity and is spiritually cloning itself and devolving. Look at all angels have done for me and at how messed up I am right now. If what was done for me is done for humanity, perhaps 50,000 people will survive. Perhaps kinder to put humanity somewhere it has a better chance of evolving?"
The entire time I lived in the Florida Keys, I was roundly attacked for writing and talking about my and other people's dreams and other world experriences. Lots of lions chewed on me. I eventually went through some really rough living experiences. Throughout, I dreamed and received angel direction and correction. Without that, and other people's dreams and visions about me, I would have been screwed.
sloanbashinsky@yahoo.com
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