Dec
28 2025 Dream Part 3
I'm inside a house in my dream. Funny, but in dreams I can see the world through God's eyes. Because I can see the outside of the house as well as the inside. But I see myself sitting inside the house. I can even envision the landscape around the house, but not too far afield. Only what would be in my eyesight. I'm in the kitchen sitting at a small table next to the window. It's dark outside. I imagine it's early in the morning, before the sun arises. Who needs sleep when you are made of pure energy? So across the table is someone I know. We're drinking something hot, I imagine coffee or chocolate or maybe chocolate coffee. I don't know but it's good and I can see the steam rising up from the cup. What's important is the sense of well-being I have in this future event. The peace is like a drug flowing through my being, a joy unspeakable and full of promise of the good things to come. Looking out the window it's cold outside. There's snow on the ground covering everything. I can see the moon in the sky, a clear sky, and it's shining, reflecting off the snow and everything is sparkling and crisp and clean. A renewed world for a renewed people. And we're just talking and laughing. The light is on in the kitchen of course and it's brightly lit, but outside the room I can see the rest of the house is dark still. Then a family member walks up to the kitchen door to my right and seems to have just awakened. At least that's the feeling I get when he appears in the doorway. The person across from me greets him and invites him to join us for a cup and that's the dream.
I'm inside a house in my dream. Funny, but in dreams I can see the world through God's eyes. Because I can see the outside of the house as well as the inside. But I see myself sitting inside the house. I can even envision the landscape around the house, but not too far afield. Only what would be in my eyesight. I'm in the kitchen sitting at a small table next to the window. It's dark outside. I imagine it's early in the morning, before the sun arises. Who needs sleep when you are made of pure energy? So across the table is someone I know. We're drinking something hot, I imagine coffee or chocolate or maybe chocolate coffee. I don't know but it's good and I can see the steam rising up from the cup. What's important is the sense of well-being I have in this future event. The peace is like a drug flowing through my being, a joy unspeakable and full of promise of the good things to come. Looking out the window it's cold outside. There's snow on the ground covering everything. I can see the moon in the sky, a clear sky, and it's shining, reflecting off the snow and everything is sparkling and crisp and clean. A renewed world for a renewed people. And we're just talking and laughing. The light is on in the kitchen of course and it's brightly lit, but outside the room I can see the rest of the house is dark still. Then a family member walks up to the kitchen door to my right and seems to have just awakened. At least that's the feeling I get when he appears in the doorway. The person across from me greets him and invites him to join us for a cup and that's the dream.
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