Dreams From the God of Hurricane Sandy

Surviving in a dream, is like being a god. No need for food, other than when I’m visiting people. Food to me in a dream is like having the world shut out behind me. Because I’m looking at this wondrous world, and I have to sit down and eat. There’s no need to eat in a dream. When there are plenty of things to be doing, eating isn’t of matter.

Roleplaying in real life becomes more advanced as the dreams go on. Story telling becomes more of a factor, and exciting roleplay is of importance.

Down to earth, people live lonely lives. Drink and crazy workouts are imperative. This makes exciting lives more imaginative, with the patience of seconds to — the time that takes place in the dream world.

What ever goes on in the dream world, seems real. And being able to wake up and know it happened is gratifying.

Let the world of dreams become reality.


The thought Freud had.

So, when you say that your parents give you the right or wrong cause factor, I begin to wonder what God will do about this. Yet I say in parallel that the super ego causes an action or distraction. But, god doesn’t intervene in human life– or so we know it to be. It is all too vague in my personal experiences with god. the rushing of wind and the male voice as the two of some more unexplainable acts. the only thing that keeps me sane is patience and hope that something good will happen. So if Freud says that god isn’t the cause of the super ego, than god doesn’t revolve around the human race. Yet in the bible, it says god is of the living, not the dead. So with people dying, freud must have lost someone he assumed was of full potential to be redeemed of the living. yet, he gave up faith; because the person died or became ill willed from a devoted faith. Somewhere between the lines, he could think that the God is a myth. historically speaking I haven’t read a biography on freud. but him being an atheist is known. the matter lies within the thought process of coming up with the 3 things called “Id, Ego, and Superego”

One thing I can say is, god gives everything to a mysterious person. only Abraham and moses have met god. them being the prophets in revelation of course. Gods super ego sets people free, and vanquishes immoral. so was freud immoral and a cell guard? it seems like a good reason to defy the teachings of freud. Go back to the old ways that god teaches, and live a happy life.

Theres a lot of people who should read this. because the psychiatry division between people of todays science are teaching freud on a first hand basis. Freuds egotistical power gave him a chance to be a monarch in todays science.

Take it from a prophet of patience, who has heard god speak– with no known action.

vocab prophet out.

The Four blue Lights

Story time… I would see a pyramid of lights, every time I closed my eyes. 1 dot was yellow, 2 dots were red, 3 dots were green, and 4 dots were blue. I decided this represented my path, so I favorited 4 intellectually, as the 4 blue dots were my path. Then hurricane sandy hit. God spoke to me saying “don’t let me down”, I did not reply… Living on the coast, my dad works on boats. I was at a boat yard one day cleaning up the wreckage. there were ducks on the dock, and I stamped my foot– to scare them. I turn to the boat in the garage and it said Four gone on the name.

We move into a house after rebuilding the floors, that were damaged by hurricane sandy. I wanted to slap box some of the locals that were helping clean up. Back then I wanted to fight everyone, cause I’m looking for action. then since I couldn’t get a boxing match, I go inside and workout. after my work out I was so beat up I could barely move. I was waiting for the tv guy to come by, and saw a man on the phone, and asked “are you supposed to be here?”. he got mad and we almost fought, along with his 3 other goons. turns out he was a correctional officer that lived on the block. I was so worked up I shot myself in the hand with a staple gun. then on the wall there was a wake card with a prayer from the 70’s. and the picture of jesus pointing to his hand. Did jesus fortell the future?

A couple days later I end up in the hospital for psychiatric reasons. I had thanksgiving dinner there. there were some pictures called murals on the wall with 1 word on each and a drawing. at one point I deciphered 2 of the murals of ten. wisdom with a picture of lungs. and knowledge with a rabbits ear. “Smoke so much weed my lungs peel back, rabbit run around the tree.” and I gasped. after I was in the bathroom and someone knocked on the door. I exited the bathroom and said sorry for the wait. he put his hand up with the number four with his four fingers, and walked away.

It was strange to see this, but it meant something to me on the way home from the hospital. a black truck was driving by just before my dad and I pulled down my block, with four led blue lights on the grill of the truck. I had been reinstated to the four blue lights.

The LED lights on the truck had shown me this is my path. Because I was on my block now. I slowly get out the car, and relax for the day. I was meant to be there, for some reason. what ever I learned I cant recall.

But the pyramid of lights had returned, in the forms of names and animals. with 9 extra names and animals. after figuring it was a story to tell, I began with this website. if u refer to the home page and look at the power point, there are sole purpose to my teaching of vocaribs and vocarims and vocoupes, and how I tought myself them.

Then god spoke to me again, he said some things in a murmur. I told him “I don’t speak wind!”. Then god said “Please forgive me?”. This was the last time god spoke to me while I was awake. it was the day an hbo show of a drunken fist show came on. pretty much the first time I really got into hbo.

So I must continue to train, to become a better fighter. In peace, I will train. not for revenge or wraith.

Vocab prophet,


God i found Mark

Mark was the name of a person god showed me in a vision while sleeping. He is rocognizable to the person in my dream. Mark was bike riding with my friend gene. I joined them for a vike ride out of wanting to do something when i saw them. So i chased them untill i got to sunrise highway and asked if i could ride with them. We rode to the mall where mark had to leave. Then i rode 20 miles with Gene. We took side roads, highways, crossed a bridge, and some more side roads, untill we got to the bike path. It was almost a marathon ride. The hills i had to climb were very hard. When i met mark i said something stupid like eat lunch. I wish there was more i could get out of it.

The vision went as such. I was at a zoo with my grandparents. I giant crocidile got loose. Everyone had scattered an i tried stealing an RV. There was a man who jumped out of no where and pulled a gun on me so it must of been his RV. I took the gun out of his hand and shot him but the bullet bounced off his head. Then i looked into the sky, and god said “Mark”.

Id recognized the guy mark from bike riding in a vision. But the mark in the vision was older and pale. Maybe 20 years and 3 tones lighter on a 10 scale. But they both had shaved heads.

Maybe im supposed to tell mark about his future. The point is i met mark. Possibly– exactly 3 years later since the vision.

I hope this occurence could shed some light on what god has planned. Mark stay strong.

Vocab prophet


Another failed attempt at communication by the commander of the winds.

Twice this has happened where i have a dream and the commander of the winds starts barking at me. In light of the conversation a voice in my head told me “she will tell poseidon.” But in first person pov. My meds dont stop the voices from coming, especially in the morning and when i fall asleep. It could be that the chemicals from rem sleep is still wearing off. (Id like to use trazadone to see how many voices i hear during rest. Trazadone is a sleep aid i used to get prescribed to sleep.) I dont know whether to understand the roaring voice as a valuable source while sleeping. But then again im not the one coming up with these visions in sleep. Its like a virtual reality game that happens as soon as im subconceous. Its like my body reappears somewhere else.

For informational purposes i asked the commander of the winds to give me insight on the books i want to write, when i had his attention years ago. So it seems he can also contact me in my dreams. “Gods kingdom is in here” Jesus said * laying down and pointing to his heart* in the movie ‘The greatest story ever told.’ Dreams; i would consider a valuable source– even if they happen so frequently.

When the commander of the winds spoke to me during hurricane sandy, he said “Dont let me down!” So the sandman deffinitley plays a part.

So with the news of poseidon being told about something, is very curious to me. Im going to the beach today after i get cleaned up. Maybe i can get some answers there. I shall stay vigil in whispering at the beach to not raise alarm. I also will be working on my handstands and flips, as a good source of movement. (Edit: im reading my book at the beach also)

I hope you are inspired by faith in the above whom ever reads this.

Vocab Prophet,


One to Infinity

The first number– as we all know is the number one. The numbers grow gradually into one unique number after the other. Twelve can be speculated as the last unique number. There are also repetitive numbers based on the first 12 numbers, that complete a new zero count. Numbers continue to grow, yet within the english language the only non-repetitive words are one through twelve. Why have they been characterized to only go up to 12? we have teens, and then twentys, and then hundreds. But exactly with the english language 12 is the last unique spelling before going into a repetitive counting process. With each zero added we do make a larger number, after the 3 zeros in larger numbers, that make a unique whole. Linguists could say this is advanced, but 12 being the last non-repetitive number spoken– may seem primitive. It is to me, a bit boring counting to twelve and the repeating. Although knowing this is very exciting as a linguist.

Vocab prophet,

A Good Relationship

A good relationship keeps the flow of things. Your significant other is supposed to listen when no one else will. The beauty of being that person is more than enough to keep someone going. Its just too hard, to spin a spell with words, to make everything better. When a person gets frustrated, your supposed to be there to listen. When your significant other gets mad about the other person, it doesn’t settle well. A lot of the problems happen in my own mind, and i know how others feel when you want them to do better. That’s why it is important to just be that person your Significant other needs. Love is shocking sometimes, and its whether you look passed the BS or you let your emotions get the hold of you. That’s why a calm relationship is a good one.

There’s simple things that every person needs to keep there sanity. To be calm, is the most important one. If you can conjure a conversation in a calm matter; is probably the next step in a good relationship. The word blasphemy can mean a lot of things, and that is why it is best for God to take care of all the bullshit. Its important to have patience, with god also. Think of it as a Kid going through school– he or she has to learn everything for decades. If you can not assume patience as God does, then the work someone else does will never be done properly. This is what prophets are for, to fix what other people don’t know how to do. So i go to church, and look for guidance.

I really have covered, the calming solution within this post. and it really works when you don’t let your emotions take hold of the conversation you have. A good listener is 100% of a good relationship. Let the people do what they have to do. and when you think you can help that person other than spinning a web of spells with your mouth, take action. Its very rewarding to have a good relationship.

Vocab prophet,