The Old Man and the Document.
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, 03-07-2012 at 03:18 PM (381 Views)
After I woke up from my previous dream at 6:29 A.M. I had a hard time going back to sleep so I just laid there for a while. Not sure when I dozed off again but I awoke at about 8:45 A.M. this morning.
I dozed off sometime after 7 A.M. I guess. I dreamt I was in a neighborhood and it started out with me standing in the street looking at several nice houses which were lined up side-by-side. I walked into a driveway of one of the houses and a family came out of it and walked up to me. They seemed to know me.
Then I looked over into the other driveway and saw a family (a man and his two daughters I think) were getting into an old-fashioned car, but the car looked new. His oldest daughter caught my attention because of her pale skin and the pretty dress she was wearing. She was hot. I also noticed that there was a huge church far down the road.
This dream must have repeated itself like four times. I also remember fooling around with some other guys. We were levitating and landing on the rooftops of buildings and going into poolhall type places and getting on the internet there. The rest of my experience with them is a blur. I also remember going lucid and realizing that I was dreaming while I was on one of the rooftops.
The next thing I know, I'm back in the street again, like a step away from entering the driveway of the house in front of me. Could this have been the same house I was in from my previous dream earlier this morning? This time no one didn't come out and the other family next door had left in their car. I was completely lucid and looked to my left and saw the huge church. I figured that I'd better try to get a hold of some type information before I wake up.
So, I fly (low to the ground) over to the church and came up to the side of the church and then I started walking around to the front side so that I could see the name. Right as I approached the front of the church, its image changed and the church was now old, rundown, and crumbled. But the name and date were still on it. I stared at the name and date and made sure to note it to memory.
The name of the church was "Presence Hall" and the date it was constructed was...... 3478. I stared at the year in utter disbelief.... 3478? But everything looks modern. I didn't see any futuristic cars or spaceships, etc. They were both written in white paint which had eroded and faded greatly, however, everything was legible. Then something unexpected happened. An old guy walked up beside me and said "hello." I said "hello" and said "excuse me.... mister.... when was this church built?"
And he said "in 3478." Then he began saying something I couldn't quite make out while I was still looking at the name and date of the church. I saw him reach into a small compartment of some of the crumbled stone and pull out an old, worn document. It was a thin, paper document of perhaps 20-30 pages or so, and it had a paper cover. He was looking at me as he took it out.
I then asked him, I said "mister.... what state is this?" Then my dream began to fade quickly and everything got darker and darker and I heard him say "this is the state of Texas" as I woke up.
For the record, I live in S.C. and I'm not a church goer. And I've never heard of this "Presence Hall" before.