magus.immortalis1
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A few months ago, I dreamt about Hitler. It never occurred to me to share it with you all until today, when I was reminded and encouraged to.
I was a small child in a classroom filled with other small children. Everyone wore dark burgundy-purplish robes.
We all had larger, bulbous heads (that is, a larger skull and protruding forehead.) We were all Asian, with tanned skin, and shaved heads. Everyone was quietly and busily writing away at their desks.
I was seperated from the rest of the students, but sitting in the front of the class, on the left. I had no paper to write on. I was sick, and coughing a bit. I felt weak.
I thought I needed special attention at first in my dream, but today I realized it was to prevent others from getting sick too.
Hitler was wearing a beige uniform. He was tall, and handsome (I don't know how tall he actually is, but to a small child he is tall.)
He walked to and fro slowly, and I was watching him. He looked at me twice, probably because I was staring.
There was a sternness to him, yet I also sensed compassion and kindness. I could tell he was a good man from his energy.
There was a glow to him. I won't speak further on this, but those of you who know, know of what I speak.
I know that this was not a past life regression because there was a Mountain Co-op black knapsack, empty, sitting on my desk. I touched it.
This dream seemed very real.
When I woke up from the dream, I felt guided to google an image of him. Alas, that image is not there today. He was wearing that same beige uniform in the image. It was him alright, down to the very last detail.
What do you think this dream means?
Hail Satan and the Powers of Hell forever!
Heil Hitler!
I was a small child in a classroom filled with other small children. Everyone wore dark burgundy-purplish robes.
We all had larger, bulbous heads (that is, a larger skull and protruding forehead.) We were all Asian, with tanned skin, and shaved heads. Everyone was quietly and busily writing away at their desks.
I was seperated from the rest of the students, but sitting in the front of the class, on the left. I had no paper to write on. I was sick, and coughing a bit. I felt weak.
I thought I needed special attention at first in my dream, but today I realized it was to prevent others from getting sick too.
Hitler was wearing a beige uniform. He was tall, and handsome (I don't know how tall he actually is, but to a small child he is tall.)
He walked to and fro slowly, and I was watching him. He looked at me twice, probably because I was staring.
There was a sternness to him, yet I also sensed compassion and kindness. I could tell he was a good man from his energy.
There was a glow to him. I won't speak further on this, but those of you who know, know of what I speak.
I know that this was not a past life regression because there was a Mountain Co-op black knapsack, empty, sitting on my desk. I touched it.
This dream seemed very real.
When I woke up from the dream, I felt guided to google an image of him. Alas, that image is not there today. He was wearing that same beige uniform in the image. It was him alright, down to the very last detail.
What do you think this dream means?
Hail Satan and the Powers of Hell forever!
Heil Hitler!