The Kingmaker is here
8/15/2004
Just as I wake up, I thought I caught a glimpse of Jesus saying: "I come back to re-unify the church."
1/13/2005
According to the earliest portion of this dream, the later sections are a metaphor for events of great religious significance that will occur before much time has passed.
The metaphor: A series of movies will come out, all of the same story. They are a trilogy, and each is a self-contained story within the larger three part story. They are like a combination of Star Wars and Lord of the Rings, with an emphasis on the latter. My understanding is that of the three movie group, only the last hasn't been released. These movies have all been planned well in advance of their respective release dates and all are released according to a strict schedule. The last to come is Return of the King.
Unlike the Return of the King movie from the Lord of the Rings trilogy, I understand this movie's title to signify the return of Jesus Christ to Earth, the great war that occurs at that time, and the peace that follows.
2/11/2005
A nice lady runs a pet shop that deals exclusively in snakes and fish. Some snakes have gotten loose. One bites this woman in the heel. She says it is a lethal bite, but doesn't seem overly concerned by it. After the bite, she lies down on the ground for a long time as if she is hurt.
A little later, I see her baby then, a son, and he talks to me. The others think he cannot speak yet, but I can understand him just fine. He says that my Return of the King dream is true and that Jesus is coming.
4/9/2005
A woman holds up a sign in a window that reads:
"Our Lord is Here!"
"He is returned!"
A second sign just below the first one reads:
"You Have Chosen"
11/14-15/2005
Someone who has authority to do this, anoints me with oil. He tells me it will be some time before its full effect is realized.
I see a spiritually powerful man (or a powerful spirit) coming towards a place (earth?) while I am told, "The Kingmaker is not here yet, but he is on his way (and will arrive soon). He seemed tall to an extreme degree and may have been carrying something. A powerful light emanates from him.
5/31/2009
I am in a tall building, walking up the stairwell, looking for a certain floor. I run into a couple of men who tell me I have to go back down because I am in the wrong place.
I follow their directions and find myself in a convention hall-sized room. I walk into another room and see something quite interesting.
Somehow, I become aware of the presence of Jesus as he travels from one time/world back to his (whatever it would be called). So I witness him as he travels between these two places. The odd thing is that the passage is so small. In other dreams, I've noted that I have to pass through these narrow apertures to do just this and now I see the same for someone else.
I try to follow him, but when I put my hand near the center point of the passage, I feel such incandescent heat that I know it would be impossible to follow. No amount of will power could overcome obliteration, and that is exactly what this heat promised to any intruder.
Nevertheless, I was curious, so I did my best to peer through this hole to the other side. Oddly, although I could see in, I couldn't see Jesus. I did sense his movement to and fro within the space and could see the effect of his passage on things in the area, but didn't see him directly.
The fact is that on waking I had a hard time deciding if I had seen Jesus/Yeshua or God. I decided to write it as Jesus because in every other dream of God, he came across so strongly as God, that there was no question in my mind. I think the reason for the confusion may be that I saw both; Jesus entering through the portal, then the invisible workings of God inside.
So, what was going on in the other side? Whoever it was, was making preparations, big ones, for a return to the Earth. It was going to be a blockbuster re-emergence when it came, with a great dramatic impact. For now though, it is in preparation on the other side, in a timeless impenetrable locale.
9/27/2019
I see a broad plain, seemingly endless and featureless. A sky above it dark and empty. Off in the distance, the figure of a man. Behind him at some distance, people follow him. His hair glows with red tendrils of light. The man is Jesus. I have no doubt about his identity within the dream.
Jesus walks forward with one hand upraised. He either beckons with it or uses it to deny passage as he comes near other people. The people who follow him were beckoned to do so. Others are prevented from following in his train. Unworthy, I imagine.
I ask the man with me if he saw this remarkable sight. He says he did. To be sure, I start making a sketch to show him, to see if it resembles what he saw. I am engaged with the work of making this drawing when I wake.