had another dream about gestapo last night.
in a nutshell
they were after the children.
here s the dream
i was in the kitchen of the man i talked about b4. the christian man who was married to my friend who id always for years seen as a father to me ,who later had 'tried it on' with me and then denied the whole thing.
in the dream i was in his kitchen. in this dream his wife, my friend, who i dont see anymore, was dead.
it crossed my mind that if i married him i would be very comfortable as they were very wealthy.
i didnt want to marry him , it was just a thought.
in the dream the man 's ex wife, not his dead wife in th edream, my friend, but his ex-wife-he had been married b4. ex wife was there and she was talking about him to me.
in real life she cant stand him, but in the dream she was speaking more favorably of him.
i was pleased to hear better reports of him.
then i saw his grown up daughter. she looks a little like hermione the young girl in the harry potter films.
in the dream i told her she was beautiful
anyway the knock at the door came
suddenly now i was a child/teenager, not a grown up, in fact from now in the dream i was hermione from harry potter and was referred to as hermione in the dream.
in the dream there were 6 children and i was the eldest.
we were told to hide
an officer of the gestapo came to the front door. he came in and looked around. but at this point it was only polite.
although we knew their intentions were harmful, which is the parental voice told us to hide, on the surface and in the media, they were our friend and for us.
they found none of us and left.
i had hidden where the washing machine used to be in the kitchen.
when we hid we were told to be completely still and not move a muscle. my hiding place was much more exposed than the others, but i was the biggest. i just followed the parental instruction tho, to the letter, and didnt move a muscle. and i wasnnt discovered -even tho the mans long coat swished past me.
i was a teenager
we were taken then to a kind auntie to stay with her. she had red hair. not anyone i know but it was a 1940 's style of hair. she was always washing and our beds smelled so fresh- there were always sheets hanging everywhere drying.
it was homely
then out of a secret place popped a small cockney london boy with an older polish boy who were living there unknown to our auntie.
the cockney boy had seen one of the gestapo doing something wrong and had
blackmailed him. so he d been let go and given quite a lot of money to buy his silence.
this little boy was old for his years , very streetwise and didnt have a care , he knew he could afford food when they needed it and they had snook into this safe house and were hiding.
then one day i came out of the house and the gestapo officer saw me and grabbed my arm.
he wanted to see my watch
in the dream i had bought a gold watch in Israel. it had words in greek on it
i dont know what they were -but i did see an omega sign, the last letter of the greek alphabet.
my dad appeared and quickly smiled and took my wrist and said to the officer, oh this is a lovely watch, it has a tiny inscription and it says 'ein klein'
i looked up 'ein klein' and it means 'a little'
my dad convinced him that it had been bought in Israel but it was a german watch or had german craftsmen involved in its making.
my dad was protecting me with his quick thinking, as he was aware of the secret evil they were perpetrating. my dad was very good at playing along politely, because he knew, at this point of their regime, they could not blow their cover and expose their evil overtly to the larger public.
so the officer smiled and accepted what my dad said and left.
we went bk inside
then another day i went outside to see a friend. the whole time now i am hermione out of harry potter. as i came out, the same officer was there waiting hiding. i didnt see him but he put his finger or a gun into my back. he took me to a restaurant and sat me in the window at a table.
the restaurant was on a hill.
he told me to wait there for a car he would send.
it was dusk, early evening.
2 cars drew up. one like a state car for royalty and the other -a dated sort of limo full of women.
i went to get into the state car, but the cheif lady in the other car called my name,' hermione', (in the dream, thats not my real name.) so i presumed this must be the car i was to take.
i got in and we went to a diners club, where there were only women. some had the plaits across the head and were blonde and i felt they were german. i wondered if they were officers off duty and i certainly wondered if they were lesbians because one of the acts were doing a sort of comic striptease- these women were very loud and bawdy. i felt very uncomfortable
i felt then that they were expecting , me , hermione, from harry potter , a teenage girl to do some sort of 'turn ' on the stage.
i managed to get away and climb up a drain pipe.
another male officer grabbed me to prevent me, but i somehow knocked him out.
my strength and agility at this point felt supernatural. it startled me.
i knew i had to get out of the city.
they had these travellator things that were transporting 'sick' children out of the city to 'hospitals'. there were other travellators too, they ran along the rail tracks. some simply lead to different cityies. as a child you were told to sit down and it transported you.
so i went and i gave the name of the officer that i had seen me with the watch, the one that had organised the car etc....he was very senior and had particular interest in me, hermione.
so when i got to the guards in charge of the travellator i told them i was to be sent...to...it was another town but i dont remember where, and that this senior officer had sent me.
the guard immediately put me on and said, you sit here then but dont look behind the panel.
so i said ok.
after travelling some time the guard was now out of view, so i removed the panel, and was horrified by what i saw
1000's of children dead arriving on travellators, literaly 1000's. their clothes were bright colours of the modern day, not old fashioned , this was now.
some were alive among the dead and hadnt yet been killed but were somehow swept up with the dead. i saw a little blonde girl sitting facing back away from the direction that the travellator was going. she had a teddy and her eyes were so blue and big.
each of these travellators , behind the panel, lead to .......you know when you go bowling and the ball comes up out of that suction hole.......well the kids were being sucked down a similar contraption.
there were 1000's of dead children. and some swallowed alive..like the little girl.
im not worried about these dreams, its clear the Holy Spirit is bringing them for a reason. i know i need to wait and pray.
if you have any input tho, God may work through that too
thanks
in a nutshell
they were after the children.
here s the dream
i was in the kitchen of the man i talked about b4. the christian man who was married to my friend who id always for years seen as a father to me ,who later had 'tried it on' with me and then denied the whole thing.
in the dream i was in his kitchen. in this dream his wife, my friend, who i dont see anymore, was dead.
it crossed my mind that if i married him i would be very comfortable as they were very wealthy.
i didnt want to marry him , it was just a thought.
in the dream the man 's ex wife, not his dead wife in th edream, my friend, but his ex-wife-he had been married b4. ex wife was there and she was talking about him to me.
in real life she cant stand him, but in the dream she was speaking more favorably of him.
i was pleased to hear better reports of him.
then i saw his grown up daughter. she looks a little like hermione the young girl in the harry potter films.
in the dream i told her she was beautiful
anyway the knock at the door came
suddenly now i was a child/teenager, not a grown up, in fact from now in the dream i was hermione from harry potter and was referred to as hermione in the dream.
in the dream there were 6 children and i was the eldest.
we were told to hide
an officer of the gestapo came to the front door. he came in and looked around. but at this point it was only polite.
although we knew their intentions were harmful, which is the parental voice told us to hide, on the surface and in the media, they were our friend and for us.
they found none of us and left.
i had hidden where the washing machine used to be in the kitchen.
when we hid we were told to be completely still and not move a muscle. my hiding place was much more exposed than the others, but i was the biggest. i just followed the parental instruction tho, to the letter, and didnt move a muscle. and i wasnnt discovered -even tho the mans long coat swished past me.
i was a teenager
we were taken then to a kind auntie to stay with her. she had red hair. not anyone i know but it was a 1940 's style of hair. she was always washing and our beds smelled so fresh- there were always sheets hanging everywhere drying.
it was homely
then out of a secret place popped a small cockney london boy with an older polish boy who were living there unknown to our auntie.
the cockney boy had seen one of the gestapo doing something wrong and had
blackmailed him. so he d been let go and given quite a lot of money to buy his silence.
this little boy was old for his years , very streetwise and didnt have a care , he knew he could afford food when they needed it and they had snook into this safe house and were hiding.
then one day i came out of the house and the gestapo officer saw me and grabbed my arm.
he wanted to see my watch
in the dream i had bought a gold watch in Israel. it had words in greek on it
i dont know what they were -but i did see an omega sign, the last letter of the greek alphabet.
my dad appeared and quickly smiled and took my wrist and said to the officer, oh this is a lovely watch, it has a tiny inscription and it says 'ein klein'
i looked up 'ein klein' and it means 'a little'
my dad convinced him that it had been bought in Israel but it was a german watch or had german craftsmen involved in its making.
my dad was protecting me with his quick thinking, as he was aware of the secret evil they were perpetrating. my dad was very good at playing along politely, because he knew, at this point of their regime, they could not blow their cover and expose their evil overtly to the larger public.
so the officer smiled and accepted what my dad said and left.
we went bk inside
then another day i went outside to see a friend. the whole time now i am hermione out of harry potter. as i came out, the same officer was there waiting hiding. i didnt see him but he put his finger or a gun into my back. he took me to a restaurant and sat me in the window at a table.
the restaurant was on a hill.
he told me to wait there for a car he would send.
it was dusk, early evening.
2 cars drew up. one like a state car for royalty and the other -a dated sort of limo full of women.
i went to get into the state car, but the cheif lady in the other car called my name,' hermione', (in the dream, thats not my real name.) so i presumed this must be the car i was to take.
i got in and we went to a diners club, where there were only women. some had the plaits across the head and were blonde and i felt they were german. i wondered if they were officers off duty and i certainly wondered if they were lesbians because one of the acts were doing a sort of comic striptease- these women were very loud and bawdy. i felt very uncomfortable
i felt then that they were expecting , me , hermione, from harry potter , a teenage girl to do some sort of 'turn ' on the stage.
i managed to get away and climb up a drain pipe.
another male officer grabbed me to prevent me, but i somehow knocked him out.
my strength and agility at this point felt supernatural. it startled me.
i knew i had to get out of the city.
they had these travellator things that were transporting 'sick' children out of the city to 'hospitals'. there were other travellators too, they ran along the rail tracks. some simply lead to different cityies. as a child you were told to sit down and it transported you.
so i went and i gave the name of the officer that i had seen me with the watch, the one that had organised the car etc....he was very senior and had particular interest in me, hermione.
so when i got to the guards in charge of the travellator i told them i was to be sent...to...it was another town but i dont remember where, and that this senior officer had sent me.
the guard immediately put me on and said, you sit here then but dont look behind the panel.
so i said ok.
after travelling some time the guard was now out of view, so i removed the panel, and was horrified by what i saw
1000's of children dead arriving on travellators, literaly 1000's. their clothes were bright colours of the modern day, not old fashioned , this was now.
some were alive among the dead and hadnt yet been killed but were somehow swept up with the dead. i saw a little blonde girl sitting facing back away from the direction that the travellator was going. she had a teddy and her eyes were so blue and big.
each of these travellators , behind the panel, lead to .......you know when you go bowling and the ball comes up out of that suction hole.......well the kids were being sucked down a similar contraption.
there were 1000's of dead children. and some swallowed alive..like the little girl.
im not worried about these dreams, its clear the Holy Spirit is bringing them for a reason. i know i need to wait and pray.
if you have any input tho, God may work through that too
thanks
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