Liiterally...took me a few moments to realize that I couldn't post in the dreams-section.
Ok, just woke up from this so I'll write down as much as I remember:
I was part of a, relatively small but still sizeable secret group. Small enough to be under the radar, but large enough that getting from place to place relocating needed to be planned.
Anway, for some reason we had to leave our currect HQ, because we were in danger of being discovered by the authorities, and that is somethign we HAD to avoid at all costs.
I do not know(think if the group was simply "Christians" for reasons that'll become apparent later.
For some reason I was the only one left, and the last person to leave our old HQ, and I was almost certain I was going to be discovered. But I found a secret passageway that lead out of the building and into "the street".
Before I left, I found a weapon: A machine-gun of some kind. Carrying it was no problem, and I took it, only to think "no....better not" when I was about to leave, so I left it behind just before I left, this means no weapon.
This street had a Middle Eastern-feel to it...it was A LITTLE BIT like Jerusalem's old city (lived in Jerusalem about a year all in all), but it wasn't Jerusalem. I didn't know where to go.
For some random reason, I cannot say if I answered him, one of the traders suddenly drew attention to me, but not deliberately trying to oust me. MAYBE he had asked me to "come see his shop" and I had declined, causing him to call after me to convince me otherwise. But I had to go. I knew that.
I came across aomething like a ramp, or at least a passageway, leading upwards, but it was guarded by soldiers. They didn't stand attentive guard, they kinda lazily sat in plastic chairs,I somehow knew that this was the way I had to go, so I headed up the ramp, only to be called out by one of the soldiers who spoke to me...probably in a language i know (English or Danish..could be German, but I don't think so..I think it was English). I answered something (can't remember which), and then one of the other soldiers spoke to me....in Hebrew. I can't remember what he said, because I can't understand Hebrew, but I KNEW it was Hebrew. I also knew that I could NOT be discovered by these soldiers. "Could not" as in "MUST not" = It was imperative that I didn't get discovered. Luckily, the one who'd spoken Hebrew waved at me to go on, and I did.
I knew there were some signs I needed to follow...small, subtle signs...like...pebbles and cones (like those from a tree) being arranged a certain way on a larger stone...
The funny thing was: As I was following these signs, I was no longer alone. I was part of a part of the group headed for the new HQ. I actually think I was with the leader, because this person actively laid out and arranged these "small signs".
We eventually got to the new place, and the others got in, but as they had done so, and I followed behind them, I stepped on thin air apparently (meaning a wooden floorboard I hadn't seen), and went straight through down to another room. This was apparently the "Commander's Lab", belonging to the base commander (I knew this in the dream...and I also knew that this place had been abandoned for quite some time). I remember it was quite luxurious for what we had been used to (but not insanely "golden sheets and golden beds and golden chairs"-luxurious). There were three big beds, and carpeting, that's all I can remember. I left the room because I knew I had to join the others, so I headed for the nearest elevator. This elevator took me to ANOTHER floor, still not the correct one, I knew, where there apparently was a large indoor pool, because one of my old friends from High School (that I haven't seen in RL since we graduated almost 10 years ago, but am FB-friends with...and whom I had a SMALL crush on in the 1st year of HS) suddenly comes out of the adjecant room and happily towards me....completely naked and gives me a big hug.
And no, it wasn't a sex dream. There was absolutely NOTHING sexual in that encounter, I remember clearly. I did think "Hm...she's naked?", but I didn't get exited or start thinking of how inappropriate it was, etc. So no sexuality connected with it in the dream. At least not consciously.
Anyway, she (not a Christian, but she DID sing in the church's choir during services. Here, that's a paid job) was as surprised to see me in the group as I was to see her, but for both of us it was a pleasant surprise.
We spoke very briefly (can't remember how long or about what) before others joined us, none of them noticing, or caring if they did, about her state of undress. I did not know these people.
I remember something about a small child also (7-8 years), but I can't even remember the gender, or where it was, though I'm pretty sure it was either at the old HQ, or at the new HQ, after I'd gotten to the floor with the pool, but before I met my friend.
If there is anyone trained in psychology (I can tell myself the obvious possible references to standard evangelical/charismatic endtimes-thought, thank you) who has an attempt at an explanation, please do let me know.
A few things about my "state of mind" about the dream:
1: THe "secret persecuted group"-reference is so pbviously possibly Christian that i don't know if it can be avoided. Or even if it should.
2: I am not a pacifist, In a situation like the one described, I do not know, though, if I would bring a weapon. If I decided not to (right now I'm talking about the me who's awake, not the me in the dream), it would be because I was afraid it was going to blow my cover, not because I think its use immoral.
3: I have a very positive opinion about Jersualem from my time staying there. Though I also need to say that I've been playing a game on my phone where a character named after me plays football (aka soccer) for a Jerusalem-based club quite a bit lately. However, football played NO part in the dream.
4: I have to admit to being slightly wary of Arab men. I do this shamefully, and only because it might be important for the interpretation. It's not that I dislike Arab men BECAUSE they are Arab. But....they make me nerveous.
5: My opinion of the IDF, though, is very positive. NOT trying to start a debate about occupation, etc, just giving someone who might be reading this, and has an idea, the proper tools.
6: I freely admit, that my abilities to read subtle hints and traces isn't the best Maybe that's why I was WITH someone when we had to read the hidden signs...don't know.
6: I have recently watched all of the "Stargate: Atlantis" (and also SG-1) series, which MIGHT account for the whole "secret base"-theme. But then again: In my dream, we found the "base" by reading subtle hints left partially by ourselves (so at least our leader MUST have known where to find it, to be able to help others find it), and had to walk there in fear of being detected, while in the aforementioned series, scientific research uncovered the location of Atlantis, and getting there was "just" a matter of having enough power to power the stargate.
So no close parallel, but I thought it might be worth mentioning.
7: The new "base". I do not know why I alone fell through the floor to the "Commander's Lab" (or why it was even called that). I tend to think on too much luxury as a slight character flaw, but not one that can get my blood boiling. Say, when you hear about celebs who have a toilet made entirely of gold, I raise an eyebrow, but go "Huh...their money, they can spend it how they wan....lacks class, though".
But the "luxury" in this room wasn't anything of the kin. It was...maybe like the luxury suite of a cheap motel, you know?
8: I don't remember the elevator-ride, but I remember talking about it to my friend, so it must have happened....though I can't remember if i called it "elevator" or "transporter".
9: My friend. As I said: She was naked, and she was one I had a crush on briefly (didn't, and hadn't for years, when we graduated. Btw, my second year of HS is when I came to faith. Don't know if that's significant) in the first year of HS. We simply "clicked" back then, and she always kept being friendly towards me (speaking of RL now, but she was also friendly in the dream).
Once again: There wasn't a hint of sexuality, even as she hugged me while naked. Don't know why that is, because I have to admit that she IS a pretty girl (at least she was in HS).
So..that's all I can remember right now. I'll try to go back to sleep. I appreciate any comments, especially from those who might have a qualified opinion
Ok, just woke up from this so I'll write down as much as I remember:
I was part of a, relatively small but still sizeable secret group. Small enough to be under the radar, but large enough that getting from place to place relocating needed to be planned.
Anway, for some reason we had to leave our currect HQ, because we were in danger of being discovered by the authorities, and that is somethign we HAD to avoid at all costs.
I do not know(think if the group was simply "Christians" for reasons that'll become apparent later.
For some reason I was the only one left, and the last person to leave our old HQ, and I was almost certain I was going to be discovered. But I found a secret passageway that lead out of the building and into "the street".
Before I left, I found a weapon: A machine-gun of some kind. Carrying it was no problem, and I took it, only to think "no....better not" when I was about to leave, so I left it behind just before I left, this means no weapon.
This street had a Middle Eastern-feel to it...it was A LITTLE BIT like Jerusalem's old city (lived in Jerusalem about a year all in all), but it wasn't Jerusalem. I didn't know where to go.
For some random reason, I cannot say if I answered him, one of the traders suddenly drew attention to me, but not deliberately trying to oust me. MAYBE he had asked me to "come see his shop" and I had declined, causing him to call after me to convince me otherwise. But I had to go. I knew that.
I came across aomething like a ramp, or at least a passageway, leading upwards, but it was guarded by soldiers. They didn't stand attentive guard, they kinda lazily sat in plastic chairs,I somehow knew that this was the way I had to go, so I headed up the ramp, only to be called out by one of the soldiers who spoke to me...probably in a language i know (English or Danish..could be German, but I don't think so..I think it was English). I answered something (can't remember which), and then one of the other soldiers spoke to me....in Hebrew. I can't remember what he said, because I can't understand Hebrew, but I KNEW it was Hebrew. I also knew that I could NOT be discovered by these soldiers. "Could not" as in "MUST not" = It was imperative that I didn't get discovered. Luckily, the one who'd spoken Hebrew waved at me to go on, and I did.
I knew there were some signs I needed to follow...small, subtle signs...like...pebbles and cones (like those from a tree) being arranged a certain way on a larger stone...
The funny thing was: As I was following these signs, I was no longer alone. I was part of a part of the group headed for the new HQ. I actually think I was with the leader, because this person actively laid out and arranged these "small signs".
We eventually got to the new place, and the others got in, but as they had done so, and I followed behind them, I stepped on thin air apparently (meaning a wooden floorboard I hadn't seen), and went straight through down to another room. This was apparently the "Commander's Lab", belonging to the base commander (I knew this in the dream...and I also knew that this place had been abandoned for quite some time). I remember it was quite luxurious for what we had been used to (but not insanely "golden sheets and golden beds and golden chairs"-luxurious). There were three big beds, and carpeting, that's all I can remember. I left the room because I knew I had to join the others, so I headed for the nearest elevator. This elevator took me to ANOTHER floor, still not the correct one, I knew, where there apparently was a large indoor pool, because one of my old friends from High School (that I haven't seen in RL since we graduated almost 10 years ago, but am FB-friends with...and whom I had a SMALL crush on in the 1st year of HS) suddenly comes out of the adjecant room and happily towards me....completely naked and gives me a big hug.
And no, it wasn't a sex dream. There was absolutely NOTHING sexual in that encounter, I remember clearly. I did think "Hm...she's naked?", but I didn't get exited or start thinking of how inappropriate it was, etc. So no sexuality connected with it in the dream. At least not consciously.
Anyway, she (not a Christian, but she DID sing in the church's choir during services. Here, that's a paid job) was as surprised to see me in the group as I was to see her, but for both of us it was a pleasant surprise.
We spoke very briefly (can't remember how long or about what) before others joined us, none of them noticing, or caring if they did, about her state of undress. I did not know these people.
I remember something about a small child also (7-8 years), but I can't even remember the gender, or where it was, though I'm pretty sure it was either at the old HQ, or at the new HQ, after I'd gotten to the floor with the pool, but before I met my friend.
If there is anyone trained in psychology (I can tell myself the obvious possible references to standard evangelical/charismatic endtimes-thought, thank you) who has an attempt at an explanation, please do let me know.
A few things about my "state of mind" about the dream:
1: THe "secret persecuted group"-reference is so pbviously possibly Christian that i don't know if it can be avoided. Or even if it should.
2: I am not a pacifist, In a situation like the one described, I do not know, though, if I would bring a weapon. If I decided not to (right now I'm talking about the me who's awake, not the me in the dream), it would be because I was afraid it was going to blow my cover, not because I think its use immoral.
3: I have a very positive opinion about Jersualem from my time staying there. Though I also need to say that I've been playing a game on my phone where a character named after me plays football (aka soccer) for a Jerusalem-based club quite a bit lately. However, football played NO part in the dream.
4: I have to admit to being slightly wary of Arab men. I do this shamefully, and only because it might be important for the interpretation. It's not that I dislike Arab men BECAUSE they are Arab. But....they make me nerveous.
5: My opinion of the IDF, though, is very positive. NOT trying to start a debate about occupation, etc, just giving someone who might be reading this, and has an idea, the proper tools.
6: I freely admit, that my abilities to read subtle hints and traces isn't the best Maybe that's why I was WITH someone when we had to read the hidden signs...don't know.
6: I have recently watched all of the "Stargate: Atlantis" (and also SG-1) series, which MIGHT account for the whole "secret base"-theme. But then again: In my dream, we found the "base" by reading subtle hints left partially by ourselves (so at least our leader MUST have known where to find it, to be able to help others find it), and had to walk there in fear of being detected, while in the aforementioned series, scientific research uncovered the location of Atlantis, and getting there was "just" a matter of having enough power to power the stargate.
So no close parallel, but I thought it might be worth mentioning.
7: The new "base". I do not know why I alone fell through the floor to the "Commander's Lab" (or why it was even called that). I tend to think on too much luxury as a slight character flaw, but not one that can get my blood boiling. Say, when you hear about celebs who have a toilet made entirely of gold, I raise an eyebrow, but go "Huh...their money, they can spend it how they wan....lacks class, though".
But the "luxury" in this room wasn't anything of the kin. It was...maybe like the luxury suite of a cheap motel, you know?
8: I don't remember the elevator-ride, but I remember talking about it to my friend, so it must have happened....though I can't remember if i called it "elevator" or "transporter".
9: My friend. As I said: She was naked, and she was one I had a crush on briefly (didn't, and hadn't for years, when we graduated. Btw, my second year of HS is when I came to faith. Don't know if that's significant) in the first year of HS. We simply "clicked" back then, and she always kept being friendly towards me (speaking of RL now, but she was also friendly in the dream).
Once again: There wasn't a hint of sexuality, even as she hugged me while naked. Don't know why that is, because I have to admit that she IS a pretty girl (at least she was in HS).
So..that's all I can remember right now. I'll try to go back to sleep. I appreciate any comments, especially from those who might have a qualified opinion
