How Much Does Vampire Energy Cost Me? (Werewolf Dream)

Can a werewolf spirit vamp off of you like an energy parasite?  In this dream they can!

Setting:  Cramped, Decrepit Hotel Turned Apartment in Bad Neighborhood

Date:  Early April 2020

A few days ago I dreamed of an evil, angry werewolf looking creature and he was controlling a weak young man that he had turned into a werewolf.  For some reason, the big werewolf was not allowed out of the apartment.  It was illegal. Continue reading How Much Does Vampire Energy Cost Me? (Werewolf Dream)

Don’t Be a Puppy Snatcher! (Dream)

dreamt on 2/10/2020

Don’t Be Fooled By Outward Appearances.

A very intelligent woman was going around the neighborhood telling people who owned the cutest pups and miniature dogs that she could inspect the animals and improve the dogs’ health, as well as teach them new things. Many people believed her because she looked reputable, but they never saw their dogs again because she had found a market for them and was selling them to new owners. Continue reading Don’t Be a Puppy Snatcher! (Dream)

March of the African Gods

1 african godsLast night I dreamt that the African Gods marched down the streets of America.  It was a majestic walk that included both male and female gods in their giant forms, with royal Afghan-like dogs on leashes.  One god, who seemed bigger and fiercer than the others, marched with a giant crocodile on a leash, and there was no doubt that he had complete control of the animal. Somehow I knew I was not to address Him.

afghanI spoke with Ogun and asked a favor of him, which he granted me. I knew it was Ogun and the favor concerned my dog, which had been injured in the dream.  I asked Ogun to rescue him, which He did, and then the giant God laid him gently on the beach to be healed by the ocean waters.

The Gods walked with other types of giant hounds on leashes, ones I’d never seen before, similar to Afghans, but with robotic-like faces from another world.  Royal hounds, which seemed to embody certain traits that the Gods themselves portrayed, and their ability to control the giant dogs, spoke to their fortitude and fierceness.

It was amazing to see.


Mass ‘Unintentional’ Suicide Dream

Prior to Dream:  I did my December 2016 tarot readings for all signs on YouTube so I had tapped into Spirit earlier on Saturday….otherwise, pretty relaxing day.

Date:  Early Sunday, 11/27/2016

Time:  approximately 12:30 am

I am in some type of non-residential building with people I do not know.  This time I am in the dream (not an observer) because I ask someone for a flashlight and they give it to me, however I do not know if I am me or someone else. I seemed to be surrounded by black people, and I know I am close to my home, however they could have been Africans.  I am the same age as I am now, and EVERYBODY had a gun! This last fact was not odd in the dream, but it would be odd for my actual home.

We are running away from someone who has threatened to capture us, however we know that these people are looking for the noninfirm…only people who are healthy.  Everyone has guns….shot guns, rifles, other types of long-barreled guns.  We know that if captured, things would be awful so about 70% of the people began shooting themselves to become injured on purpose, thinking they can run injured and if caught, be overlooked. They were NOT trying to kill themselves.

I get the impression that we are running away from people who have taken over our city.  They are assessing damages and taking healthy captives.  A young, black woman with long hair (that I considered to be a weave) and her male companion ran past me crying before they fell out.  She was in a lot of pain because she had shot herself, but did not realize she would be in so much pain and lose so much blood.  She looked like a modern-day Nigerian, which is why I felt I was not in America.

As the rest of us ran, we got to the back corridor of the building we were in — many had fainted or died from loss of blood as a result of their self-inflicted gunshot wounds.

That’s when I asked for a flashlight because I did not want to step on or be grabbed by anyone.  There were children there who seemed to be more in control than the adults and one of them brought me a cellphone with the flashlight on.  As I type this, I never tried to use the phone to call for help because I knew there was no help!   We went through the main lobby to a back corridor to run out the back door through the woods.  Most of the bodies were along the wall so there was a path made by the escapees before us.

We made it outside, however it was dusk.  I remember we did not know where we were headed….just to the woods….had not eaten, but nobody was hungry for we were in fight or flight mode and whoever the enemy was, we knew all we could do was run.

Key observation:  I felt that I was aware another specific group of people had already been killed, however we had been left alive to sift through, which is why everyone was trying to harm themselves and flee.  We had already seen the destruction that these people, whoever they were, could do, and that they showed no mercy. 


Raw, Brazilian Stones Promoting Vivid, Wild Dreams – New World Order Church Prophecy

Okay so I ordered some raw stones from Brazil for my altar and a box of these beauties arrived the other day.  I placed them at the head of my bed, just until I can decide what to do with them and dreams have been off the chain……..I’ll leave them near the bed for a few more days.


So I am at this mega church with a famous pastor who is caucasian and he is preaching against witches.  He begins to use profanity and I ask another witch that I am with, if that is now allowed in the church.  She tells me yes, pentecostal preachers are now using profanity from the pulpit.  I’m like, damn.

They start pulling people out of the pews and making them go up to the front for prayer against witchcraft and all of a sudden this hand comes over my head and these women start pulling me up and dragging me to the pulpit (I don’t see any faces, just know they are church women….spooky).  I am standing there in front of this very pentecostal, caucasian, mega pastor and he places his large, white hand over my head and begins to pray.  I am looking at him and the congregation because I am facing them and thinking I cannot feel anything from this man, meaning he has no power and I want to leave.  I begin to concentrate and call on a spirit of mine, by name, to get me out of this.  All of a sudden, this lady stands up in the audience and throws a lit candle up there, at me, but instead of hitting me, it hits the pulpit where other lit candles are and the pulpit goes up in flames.

Everyone runs out of the church, to include the pastor,  however me and my witch friend are left standing in the church so we get our purses and our stuff (she had a lot of junk for whatever reason) and we go to the bathroom before leaving ‘cuz we were not in the least bit afraid.  My only comment to her was, “he did not even say the benediction.”


I think we will begin seeing a much larger scale change in churches because they have lost their usefulness, whatever that was at the time.  The church was put in place because paganism and some shamanism was out of hand and a ‘police religion’ of sorts was needed to scare everyone back into place, in addition to Constantine needing a new world order, but do not get it twisted.  The leaders of the new world order are NOT in control, no matter what they think….LOL, they are just used to usher in new dispensations.

The church no longer offers fear to the extent that people will act correctly, they just do what they want anyway so expect Christianity to be taken completely out of the picture and replaced with something else soon (with the help of LGBT). You know how they say, if man puts you up, he can take you down.  They made Jesus a god and homie is about to be dethroned and replaced with something else, as will some other major systems. Now I am not saying the church will go away, however its holy days, rituals, and symbolism, will be changed….stay tuned.


Dream: The ‪#‎Ancestors‬ Continue to ‪#‎Speak‬ – The Old ‪#‎Rancher‬, His Wife and the Cast Iron Stove

Every dream that I post is true and not made up, which is why many times I type in the wee hours of the morning. If I do not remember something, I do not type it.


Last night I had a dream that I posted on Facebook hours ago and then went back to sleep. As an “‪#‎AfricanAmerican‬” with both ‪#‎Native‬ ‪#‎American‬ and‪#‎European‬ ‪#‎ancestry‬, I wondered about my heritage and asked myself how could I find out more. I drifted asleep…. Continue reading Dream: The ‪#‎Ancestors‬ Continue to ‪#‎Speak‬ – The Old ‪#‎Rancher‬, His Wife and the Cast Iron Stove