Shannon's USLM3 Journal

[Shannon]

Shannon,on USLM3 I AM experiencing something thats a bit hard to describe,I'll do my best in brief.

Its like I can feel the energy of money,prosperity,as if I can reach my hand in a transparent purple energy bubble the size of a blow up beach ball,and in this 'thing',dwells all goodness,all goodies,including lots of money and abundance....I feel as if Im percieveing a part of my future self ,in the mix of all of this,as if Part of my future self is coming to meet me half way....theres definitely some state shifting going on but equally so I feel that theres "reality shifting" going on,there,as well,as I integrate more & more of USLM3,into my being-ness.
any feedback,when you have time,would be welcomed. not worried,just appreciate your knowledge and perspective on things. all the best on part 2 of I think the beast input and resolving all of that directed towards DMSI.
Keith,monday morning of the 26th of Nov.

I'm not really sure what to say for feedback. I did have a dream night before last that you might find interesting, however, as it seems to have been a message from a future me.

It started out with a scene where there was a river separating two snowy areas of land, and there was a stone bridge leading across. Over the bridge, there was a sort of ice tower, part of a glacier maybe. I found myself escorting my 4-year old self across the bridge, and for some reason, he had a lit cigar in his hand. We are heading to that ice tower structure. There is snow all around, but I don't feel cold.

The next thing I know, I'm hanging on for dear life on the side of the ice tower and the bridge is off to my right. (The tower had been on my left as I approached.) I have little me in my left hand, while I hold on for dear life to a small hand hold and pull him up to sit on a small ledge just above my head. I tell him to sit still, because otherwise he'll fall off into the river, and then I turn my attention to finding another hand hold, because my grip is slipping. While I am doing this, he makes a noise and when I look up I see that he's dropped the cigar and is reflexively trying to grab it as it falls, which makes him fall off the tower and into the water. As he's starting to fall, so am I, and I am forced to stop looking at him and find another hand grip. When I look back, he's gone, and there is only the cigar floating in the water and a small iceberg. I know he's gone, and that any effort I make to save him will fail and result in both of us dying instead, so I continue on.

Shortly, I make my way up to a small ledge, not even big enough to support my whole foot if I were toe-to-the-wall. There is a door, and as I'm scrambling to find something to grip I notice that what I thought was ice and snow to my left is actually rip-stop parachute nylon fabric, so I grab on and pull myself up.

The next thing I know I have the door open, and it opens outward, but I'm half way over the threshold and I look around and I see that the floor is slanted so it would cause anything to roll out the door, but not heavily slanted. I see that this room is dark, and there are broken latex balloons on the walls and floor and broken streamers on the walls and floor. There is a sort of chandelier and fan in the middle of the ceiling, and it looks like someone had a big fancy party here recently.

Then I find myself looking down at the same room from another entryway at the back of the room, and I see that I am wearing a black silk tuxedo and white shirt, with extremely expensive sharp black dress shoes. I mean, clothes that are so expensive that any one article of clothing from this set would require me to be a truly rich man to afford. The room looks as if it is all prepared for a party, lit cheerfully, with helium balloons and streamers everywhere. Then I turn on the fan, and it causes a tornado in the room, which immediately destroys everything and leaves it as I found it in the earlier part of the dream.

The last part of the dream is future wealthy me focusing on making sure that me-who-finds-this-mess knows that it was left by future-extremely-wealthy-me for me-who-finds-this-mess to figure out why it was left like this, and I have the distinct impression that this act by future-extremely-wealthy-me was performed specifically because he knew that it was what would lead to me-who-finds-this-mess becoming future-extremely-wealthy-me when they "why it was done" is figured out. Then future-extremely-wealthy-me turns out the light, shuts the door, and I wake up wondering what the hell it all meant.

The night before that, I had a very vivid dream that I remembered upon awakening, and last night I also had one. The one I had last night, at one point, included an aerial view of a different part of me (my stubborn side) fighting the changes tooth and nail, but being unable to do so for long. He became exhausted and when he did, a small crowd formed around him, trying to help him, but he was being very violent and animalistic while he had the energy to fight. I recognized that part of me while I was having the dream, and hoped he would understand what was going on and join "us" (the other parts of me who have already accepted the USLM programming) soon.

Normally I don't remember my dreams, so to have vivid dreams that I remember three nights in a row is very significant, and to have an apparent visit from and help from a future me who is apparently extremely wealthy was very interesting as well.