Thread: Man With Grey Fedora

"Pagasi"

There was a large grassy field,

(a place of comfort within humanity)

out as far as I could see, except behind me where there was a single road. There was a garage in this field that much resembles my parents, and most of its outside panels were gone, so that you could see the studs for the most part. There was very little sheathing on the outside, and what sheathing was there was rotted.

(The ways of your parents where passing away along with their traditions)

The worst storm I had ever seen was coming, the sky was getting very dark, the wind was slowly picking up, it looked was bad.

(There is a departing from the family’s path, which will bring discourse to the whole family)

Another man and I were trying to figure out how to keep the water out of the garage when the rain came.

(The new ways are coming in, and you’re new found relationships and supporting you action into this new way)

I told him the best way was to run plastic sheathing on the bottom, then on the top, so the water would run down and leave the inside dry. The next thing I know, we were in the garage, and the man with me found a blue flashlight and I helped him mount it the garage so we could work in there.

(The new relationships are causing a strain on your existing ones)

I met a man that strongly resembled a brother I will call Bob, but had a different name and I could never remember his name, so I called him Bob. Bob was always coming around for whatever reason.

(Some of your family and friends are trying to figure out what’s going on with you)

Now, there was another man who frightened me. He wore all lighter grey, and had a, grey fedora on his head.

(This man is a symbol of your doubt, in moving into this new path, you are trying to hold to the pass, and grasp to the future at the same time)

I was working on a van in this field doing something with the dash; I am not exactly sure what it was that I was working on. I was in the driver’s seat working on the center of the dash, I had my tools, and the man who helped with the garage was sitting in the passenger seat talking with me. I noticed that this part of the field was very dust.

(The path is not as you thought; it is with much test and trial, with seemingly no reward at present)

The man with the grey sombrero walked up to me and asked me about the man who looked like Bob. I told him “I do not know where Bob is”. After that I said “I am sorry, I know his name is not Bob, but that is what I call him anyway”. The man then looked at me, and he smiled and simply said “Come with me”.

(The ones you began this new path with are under the scrutiny of others, which bring discomfort to you, and you seek others to walk this new path with you)

I got out of the van and followed him. We were sill in the dusty part of the field, and I saw Bob and an antique looking car.

(Some of those who are on this path with you are considering going back to the pass, back to the old ways)

He was told by a man I could not see that he did everything right except his car was not bolted firmly in place to the ground. It appeared as if Bob was being judged. Bob’s countenance dropped and he stared at the ground.

(Those who are of leadership of this new way seemed to be harsh to some whom you know, but it is needed)

The man judging him hastily said “What are you waiting for?” Bob immediately started moving the car around trying to line it up with bolts on the ground. I watched the whole time wanting to help him because Bob was old and was having a hard time trying to line everything up.

(Those who are in this new way are finding it hard to conform to the new way, and no one can do it for them)

When he finally got the car lined up, I walked over to the car and saw two huge nuts, one for each bolt that was to hold the car firmly to the ground. I looked through some wrenches and found a wrench that fit the nuts and put the nuts on and bolted the car firmly to the ground.

(Once true change was made by those who truly want to walk in this new way, then, and only then can other help)

The man with the sombrero said again “Come with me.” Immediately I was in a huge room in heaven. There were three large scrolls on the floor, all were approximately
4(stable, season) feet wide, and 6 (man) feet long.

(A scroll for your pass, present, future)

I quickly realized where I was, and knew I would not be here again until the appointed time, I purposed in myself to memorize the 3(complete) scrolls, so that I would know how man would be judged. All the knowledge left me when I woke up except for this, one scroll looked similar to a chart and had many things listed with numbers next to it. I remember one was prayer, and it had a 20 next to it. I thought maybe this number was a percent or something of that nature. These were the scrolls Bob was judged by, and he did make it into heaven.

Immediately after that I was back in the field again, and saw the storm coming. We were surrounded by bad tornados. I was watching them quickly form and disappear. I was very scared, but I watched the storm speed up and miss us completely. We never even got wet. On the other side of the road, it hit, and its destruction was great.