Dreams of War With Heaven's Ending

Ali

all I remember....
is a War.
Someone in my ear after church
saying how he wanted to go
over to Iraq
just so he could shoot some Iraqis.
How charming after the spiritual event,eh?
The World is a crazy place,Bam Bam,focus on
the afterlife and God.
A little boy whose legs were being hacked off by a soldier,
and they bent his leg back and tore it off.
This was all in my dream two nights ago.
His head being cut off and showed in a window to the public.
Does this stuff really happen,God?
It's what the media DOESN'T talk about.
Or why the man you really love died in a driving accident.
I went to the opera and bumped into the General of an island country's servant,
with medals on his chest as well.They forced me to carry a tray withfood on it,
main course,cheeses cake and other cakes,then shoved it in my face.
And they weren't friends pulling a prank,either.
The next thing i remember was being on a ship in a Carribean port of call,
and there was a CHristian Slater look-alike,
Bill.Ackley,I call him.
WE wanted to be together so bad,I felt his body,that of the man he is,
all over me...and we stopped to leave ship.
And the woman in front of him was trying to sell him the devils wares,
or else her whorish body wouldve raped him,like many women I've heard about
and met,yet,he bought her wares,and she left.She said that by buying the wares,we'd have a passage to Hell,but we chose to buy and walk away.
The ship yet tipped, and I found myself on the ground,in a darkened,
US Army Campground,with campsites in two vertical rows-American Flags on the top of the tents, and Holy fires burning....my country had saved me,
but I was dying without him.
A soldier had picked me up,running between the two rows of campsites toward the end of the rows....
and then,
there I was.
The forest opened,and there were some children playing on a tree.
I looked up and saw thousands of Native American Indians,as we call them
politically,men in loincloths with beautiful long,black hair.
They were in rows vertically,with their bows and arrows pointed up to the sky,with their arrowheads a flame,and the men were watching the sun go down,at least a mile away from where I was standing.
The soldier said to me,
"When you die,this is where you'll be in Heaven..."
I just cried after hearing that.That is God's Heaven for me,and I was so at peace with my tribe.

"Magua",....Carlos calls me,my Navajo friend.And I still consider Sitting BUll as a founder of this country,a great leader.
Hopefully,Ackley will be there too,my children,my family,my friends.



c2006adev:D
for stone's.

Ali

Ali wrote:

all I remember....
is a War.
Someone in my ear after church
saying how he wanted to go
over to Iraq
just so he could shoot some Iraqis.
How charming after the spiritual event,eh?
The World is a crazy place,Bam Bam,focus on
the afterlife and God.
A little boy whose legs were being hacked off by a soldier,
and they bent his leg back and tore it off.
This was all in my dream two nights ago.
His head being cut off and showed in a window to the public.
Does this stuff really happen,God?
It's what the media DOESN'T talk about.
Or why the man you really love died in a driving accident.
I went to the opera and bumped into the General of an island country's servant,
with medals on his chest as well.They forced me to carry a tray withfood on it,
main course,cheeses cake and other cakes,then shoved it in my face.
And they weren't friends pulling a prank,either.
The next thing i remember was being on a ship in a Carribean port of call,
and there was a CHristian Slater look-alike,
Bill.Ackley,I call him.
WE wanted to be together so bad,I felt his body,that of the man he is,
all over me...and we stopped to leave ship.
And the woman in front of him was trying to sell him the devils wares,
or else her whorish body wouldve raped him,like many women I've heard about
and met,yet,he bought her wares,and she left.She said that by buying the wares,we'd have a passage to Hell,but we chose to buy and walk away.
The ship yet tipped, and I found myself on the ground,in a darkened,
US Army Campground,with campsites in two vertical rows-American Flags on the top of the tents, and Holy fires burning....my country had saved me,
but I was dying without him.
A soldier had picked me up,running between the two rows of campsites toward the end of the rows....
and then,
there I was.
The forest opened,and there were some children playing on a tree.
I looked up and saw thousands of Native American Indians,as we call them
politically,men in loincloths with beautiful long,black hair.
They were in rows vertically,with their bows and arrows pointed up to the sky,with their arrowheads a flame,and the men were watching the sun go down,at least a mile away from where I was standing.
The soldier said to me,
"When you die,this is where you'll be in Heaven..."
I just cried after hearing that.That is God's Heaven for me,and I was so at peace with my tribe.

"Magua",....Carlos calls me,my Navajo friend.And I still consider Sitting BUll as a founder of this country,a great leader.
Hopefully,Ackley will be there too,my children,my family,my friends.



c2006adev:D
for stone's.

and for Ed's...;)

jamjam

you have some vivid dreams!

madjack

I was in the first Gulf War, your dream is the nightmare a lot of us Vets live with everyday. Now there will be more nightmares and more of the misunderstood walking around out there. War is not like the movies about it. If there is a heaven do I get to go and why? Is it because I fought for the U.S. ? The one thing that crosses my mind everyday no matter what, the one thing I can't seem to shake, its that fucking war. Went through 2 wives and neither had no ideal of the guilt I carry. I guess it ends for me the day I die.

azwyldcats

kook

Ali

jamjam wrote:

you have some vivid dreams!

thanks jam jam...hope youre studying hard,for sept,
if you need anything,let me know....:)
Thank you for reading...jamjam...

thank you friends for reading:)


allison

Holey Ghost

madjack wrote:

I was in the first Gulf War, your dream is the nightmare a lot of us Vets live with everyday. Now there will be more nightmares and more of the misunderstood walking around out there. War is not like the movies about it. If there is a heaven do I get to go and why? Is it because I fought for the U.S. ? The one thing that crosses my mind everyday no matter what, the one thing I can't seem to shake, its that fucking war. Went through 2 wives and neither had no ideal of the guilt I carry. I guess it ends for me the day I die.

madjack! first let thank you for your service to this country. You did the job that you were asssigned to. Any war is hell, and hopefully mankind will evolve past the need for wars. When, I don't know, hopefully sooner than later or this planet will end up like Mars. I think you might consider some counselling that can run out the pictures and emotions that appear stuck in your mind which still affect you today. No, it doesn't end the day you cross over, those pictures and emotions tag along with you, so pease confront them now. I am truly sorry you are in this condition as a result of your service to your fellow Americans.

Bu2

Holey Ghost wrote:

madjack! first let thank you for your service to this country. You did the job that you were asssigned to. Any war is hell, and hopefully mankind will evolve past the need for wars. When, I don't know, hopefully sooner than later or this planet will end up like Mars. I think you might consider some counselling that can run out the pictures and emotions that appear stuck in your mind which still affect you today. No, it doesn't end the day you cross over, those pictures and emotions tag along with you, so pease confront them now. I am truly sorry you are in this condition as a result of your service to your fellow Americans.

I couldn't have said that better, HG. Madjack, I'm sorry that your service to us did this to you. I hope you find your peace. Bless you, man,

Bu2

Ali, your dreams are extremely real and full of symbology and I'm glad that you can remember them so vividly when you wake up. We should all write them down this way, and study them. I'm sure there are messages there that we can learn from.

This is a cool thread.

Ali

geM.
She held my cross today
as Dave watched.
And I talked about skateboarding and
surfing.
And I loved them
with their individual
c-o-n-n-e-c-t-i-o-n-s
to the Lord above.
Hopefully they'll come with me
to Rancocas REservation,
Columbus day,
to meet with the elders.
gem.