The
Great Mind F***k
Seth
Rich, George Webb, Jason Goodman,
Dave Acton, Defango and LTV,
Social
Engineering
Okay folks, this is
a dream story and I am asking you to travel into the Dream Universe with me and
then leave your comments below. Take this opportunity to hone your Dream
interpretation skills and tell me what you think this dream means.
I am going to do all
I can to pull this dream together.
I return to my old
college campus, Marywood in Scranton PA. They are having an event, a gathering
or party or festival or something to that effect. When I arrive, there are a few people
gathered around, but I had expected to see many more folks. At some point, it
snows very heavily and quickly the ground is covered up to at least 7 inches.
We are out side when this happens and though it was not expected everyone seems
to simply go indoors without any resistance.
There are two ladies
that I end up talking to. They seem to be in some kind of position of
authority, or have some type of job on campus, but they are not students.
We strike up a
conversation and I tell them how when I attended Marywood, there were 7 black
students in the entire school, now there are so many there and even students
from Africa.
They seem to be
preoccupied but listen to me anyways.
I tell them how we
could walk from the Liberal Arts building to Regina Hall on one side and to the
freshmen dorm on the other side.
They tell me that
Regina Hall is now a shelter for homeless people. I thought that odd that they
would put a shelter for homeless people right on campus. Especially since
homeless people can have many types of varying issues, from mental health, drug
addictions, criminality, etc.
They reassured me
that they were secure and that there was no way the homeless people could come
over because they had built a strong wall between the two building and sealed
off the opening to Regina hall.
At some point in
this dream, I go into the Liberal arts building and there I could see the wall.
It's a pale blue but it is really strange. Mainly because there was no wall,
when I attended the college before. I gingerly run my hand across the wall,
remembering how we used to be able to visit our fellow classmates by just
walking thru the Liberal Arts Building to the other building.
I tell the two young
ladies that I may have even spent a few months in that building as that is
where the sophomores lived before they moved over to Madonna Hall, a building
that was reserved for the Juniors and seniors and had been newly renovated,
when I was there in the 70's.
A lot has changed on
campus since I was there in the 70's and my old stories seem to go over their
heads, they are a few years younger than me, maybe 20 or 30 years younger., or
maybe just 20 years.
I am very familiar
with the campus none the less. So they
trust that my old story is probably very true but irrelevant at this point.
The dorm on the
other side of the Liberal Arts building, Immacculata Hall is totally unfamiliar
to me, especially how they have the students crammed into the rooms. Some rooms
have 2 and 3 bunk beds stacked on top of one another. I see a few students lying
in bed, but they are not sleeping they are just hanging out in their beds, like
college kids in dorms do, but it was really strange that they were so cramped
into the rooms. I don't remember us having bunk beds when I was there and
thought maybe they do that so they can house more students or something like
that.
A little while
later, I begin to realize that it's time for me to return home. And I better
hurry before I miss my "bus" or "train".
One of the two young
ladies offers me a job.
"Would you like
to work with us?" She asks.
"Wow, I
respond, that's interesting, what would you all want me to do?"
"Well, we keep
an eye out on the campus and the students. We don't have to work to hard, we
just walk around and check things out. Since you are so familiar with this
campus, it should be easy for you to do this, correct?"
"Sure."
"We really
hadn't thought of adding another person to our team, but now that you are here
and you seem to be familiar wit the surroundings we thought about it and
decided that you would be great addition to what we are already doing as a
team."
I am still not quite
clear of exactly it is that they want me to do, or even what they saw in me
that would make them think I qualified
for the job, but heck, I could use some extra money to help pay my rent.
"So, what are
the terms of the job, like how long and how much, and what are the hours?"
I ask.
I do have
responsibilities back home and all, but if they can pay me enough that I could
take care of my rent, and other bills,
then fine.
"Oh, and would
I live on campus or off campus?"
"You would
definitely live on campus, we all do, we live right here,"
I wondered if the
students knew they were being watched, or if they looked out of place they are
a bit older, but then again, the student body demographics range as well. But
then I wondered, if the students would notice that these folks were never in any
of their classes. They had to be clandestine in whenever they were around and
could not come right out and say to the students "Hey, we are watching
you."
The two ladies take
me inside of a building and into a small office. There's another young lady, even younger than
them, maybe a grad student or something, but she was very professional and had
her books out. She may have been their accountant as she was writing down
numbers in a book she took out when we arrived.
One of the young
ladies spoke to her as we stood there in her office.
"Listen, I need
you to crunch some numbers. We are thinking of hiring this lady to work on our
team so she can help us watch the students. Do we have it in our budget to
cover another person on the team?"
The lady is sitting
at her desk and she turns some pages saying.
"Well, we have
three sources from which we can draw money. How much are we paying her?"
Yeah, that was my
initial question anyways.
"Well, we need
her to work about 6 hours a week for 6 weeks. She can work more, but we don't
want to appear to obvious, with three of us working, we alternate shifts so we
won't be too obvious. She is really familiar with the campus since she lived here
before. So, we were thinking 6 hours a week for 6 weeks, should be good."
That's a curious
amount of hours for a watch detail, I think to myself. How can anybody make a
living only working 6 hours a week.
"Excuse me, did
I hear you correctly did you say 6 hours a week, or was that six hours a day?
"No, you heard
me correctly, we would start with 6 hours a week for 6 weeks, if you can keep a
good look out over the campus and report back what you find out in that time,
then we may expand your hours but this would be determined by you in the long
run."
That sounded pretty
fair, give me a trial run, see if I now my way around and then, increase my
hours if I do well, sounds pretty fair, I think to myself. Then the one of the
ladies asks the accountant-treasure acting looking lady, do we have the budget
for this addition.
They seem to be
really strange acting to me at this point.
Not like a security
team of folks but some kind of special project thingy or something. They are
not very relaxed either but really rigid and super professional like. The lady who is
crunching the numbers seems more relaxed although they are standing over her
and sorta demanding but gently so, that she hurry up. And I kind of
remember, they better hurry up cause I have a bus to catch.
"Well, we have
three funds we can draw from to pay her salary of $26,000.00 for her 6
weeks/6 hours per week position.
We have the
"………………." fund. We can take $12,000.00 from there"
I can't remember
what she said in this part of the dream.
"We have the
"……………………" fund, we can take $10,000.00 from there."
I can't remember
that one either.
"And then we
have the Seth Rich Fund, we can get the balance from there."
"Wait, did you
say the Seth Rich fund? How can he fund anything, I thought he was killed, shot in the back a
few times or something like that. You mean he is still alive and contributing
to this fund?"
This is where the
dream took a serious turn for me. I am usually lucid in my dreams and my day
time and sleep time overlap a lot, so when they said Seth Rich, well I respond
with the knowledge of my waking life, I though that that dude was dead so how
can he be putting in any money into a fund and why would he, if he were alive,
fund a project that has us watching the students on campus? The questions start swirling around in my
head and the fact that nobody paid any attention to my question was even more
weird. They jus simply agreed with her and were happy she could find the money
to pay my salary.
Actually I was kinda
happy, I mean, where can you go and work for 6 hours a week for 6 weeks and get
paid $26,000.00? And all I gotta do is keep an eye out and watch these
students. But look like I ain't watching them, and have housing and food and
all that stuff and be able to pay my rent back home..
It sounded like a
really sweet deal, although I am still curious how Seth Rich got in the mix.
I am not sure if
this happens in my minds' eye or if they actually had a picture of him in his
flag out fit sitting on the chair, but that is what I see as I am waking up
from this dream, thinking, dang, that dude ain't dead after all. He's somewhere
making money and donating it to a fund to watch the students at Marywood
College.
Now, I am a prolific
dreamer, I dream all the time, even during my naps that I take whenever I'm
sleepy. Ha, I am blessed to be able to do that and I thank the Universe and my
guides for that at this point in my life.
My dreams have plots
that run in sequence for the most part and are telling me something. I believe
they help me to see beyond the veil.
I had watched a few
videos on YouTube about this George Webb, Dave Acton, Jason Goodman, Defango
debacle that just blew up with "Lift the Veil" saying he believed
George and Dave were the same person. But then we had the bomb threat that shut
down the
Port of Charlestonin South Carolina and got the FBI and Coast guard to evacuate
the Maersk Memphis container ship. I had just heard about that before I had
this dream. My last thought on this whole thing was that George Webb had
hijacked Dave's YouTube channel and that is why it felt like to LTV that they
were the same person. Since Dave wouldn't show his face in his vids anymore,
like he had been seen on Infowars, and all, it was strange to LTV that he would
not show his face.
The whole thing blew
up with the bomb scare that hit mainstream media where they reported that
YouTube conspiracy theorists were behind the scare and named George Webb and
Jason Goodman in some of their reports.
Like a bowling ball,
going down the alley, all the pins fell!
GAME OVER!
So what do you
think?
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what you think it is saying.
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