In all the midst of my latest freak out about the apocalypse, i've been having themed dreams about them. They are all pretty tragic in the disaster sense, but I keep seeing the sun shine on the other side... a feeling similar to this idea.
I find it no coincedence that my obsession with 11:11 is the exact time of the winter solstice on December 21, 2012. This date, being the end of the times according to the Mayan Calendar and the Iching chart, is also special in our solar system. At that exact time, Earth is aligned with some sort of galactic equator (where the arrow of Sagittarius points) and black hole in the center of the galaxy. This also has something to do with the 13th zodiac sign, which I need to research a bit more (Ophiuchus, the serpent.)
My dreams have been as vivid as real life. This morning I was on a beach, awaiting 11:11am. Earthquake started to happen and I ended up in the ocean on a raft, hoping it was the safest place (entirely not true, tsunamis?). I came across many rising lands in the water, with skull shapes mountain scenes. The water was very choppy.
I watched the sun scream across the sky. Fast.
I came across a new land as it ended. Relieved. There were kids playing on futuristic playgrounds, very colorful.
I feel like this is a prophetic dream. The sun traveling fast across the sky is a reality if the poles are supposed to change at this time. We enter the Age of Aquarius.
I also believe the children were a symbol of the indigo children and people who see 11:11 to bring us into this new age. Maybe its the transformation from Homo Sapien to Homo Luminous.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
1 comments:
Preparations must be made.
Post a Comment