ELVIS IS HERE! WITH A MESSAGE

 


I am in a house - plain - do not know where, is not familiar to me, but seems to be my house.

 

Amazingly and wonderfully, Elvis Presley is here with me!

 

At one point we are in this small bedroom (the only thing it might remind me of slightly is my Dad's apartment in Brooklyn, when I went to visit him at age 15, plain and tiny bedroom, but this is slightly better.)

 

Elvis is lying on his back on the bed, as if he had been sitting on the 'foot' edge and then laid back, and I seem to be on top of him somehow. He has been talking 'small talk' and saying 'familiar, intimate' things (they are sweet, humorous things), and he asks me if that was alright with me. I say,

 

'Are you kidding? Now I can tell everyone 'Elvis Presley was intimate with me!' '

 

In a moment I will see a doll sent to me as an Elvis 'memento' and I see the same costume as if on him. It is red satin trimmed with red marabou.

 

I go into the living room (everything in this place is plain unpainted wood, poor but clean) and I take a look at the two-foot doll and items sent me. They are 'Elvis' mementoes, representing Elvis. The doll is dressed in the way I described, and she has gardening tools. The tools are like rusted old tools, the size this doll would use, but as if covered over with pastel green and other colors, and soft like plastic, so they would be of no use for actual gardening. (I tell Elvis 'people send me stuff like this all the time.') There were boxes all around with mementoes of Elvis people sent me, because they knew I loved him.

 

I seem to go back to the bedroom to connect with Elvis again, but soon it is time for him to GO ON STAGE. I seem to be his assistant - like he needs me for something. I follow him toward the stage from the back of it, and he turns back to me and says,

 

'Why do I not feel well?'

 

I say to him,

 

'It's because, when you perform, YOU USE TEN TIMES THE ENERGY OF THE NORMAL PERSON.'

 

I say this TWICE to make the emphasis, and the feeling of 'exhaustion' came into his sense of 'not feeling well.'

 

Preamble - The Dream Began Like This:

 

I learned to SING the way Barbra Streisand sings! It was like a trick or a path... I was nowhere near as good as her, but by learning to stay within my own range, and 'phrasing' a certain way, I could pull off a tune. Together with the fact that I was tall, beautiful, and could dance well, I made a convincing act for where we are - Las Vegas. I see myself on stage, wearing red, beautiful, talented, and kicking high with my legs through a red costume with a split skirt, real glamorous. It was a great act - not star material, but adequate, acceptable, and something one could make a good living from.

 

This learning to sing delights and surprises me. I was singing in my room, practicing....

 

My lady friend 'Bella' communicates with me by letter or somehow, and tells me she has heard of a song. She seems to be in a sort of 'box', like a cardboard box, talking to me through it. I ask her to sing me this song, and she does so. Her voice also wasn't perfect, but it was good. It was not as good as mine, because she was hitting falsetto notes when outside her range, but I sounded more professional by staying within my range. Nevertheless, she surprises me (as I thought she could not carry a tune.)

 

Time For Elvis to Perform

 

He needed some attendance, and I was helping him.

 

I elaborated to Elvis about why I thought he 'did not feel good' at times. I said,

 

'When you are performing (I spread my arms up and wide) you feel like you are on top of the mountain (the feeling is being open wide), but later, you are exhausted.

 

Now Elvis gets up on the stage, and the act that was before him should instantly get off - I mean, come on, when Elvis Presley is ready to perform, it should be a given that anyone else up there should automatically get down.

 

But this little man who is sitting there at a small organ, playing and singing, doesn't get it. He does not even notice Elvis, who is behind him now waiting on a bench, with no lights on him and seems to be in sort of rags!

 

I am to stage right from backstage where I can see the little man and Elvis in the shadows.

 

The man is like a gnome or almost dwarf and looks gnarled and mean. But he is pumping that organ really hard and singing. His singing is also like mine and Bella's - not star material but able to pass as an opening or supporting act. I see a green light coming out of him or his organ. He is pumping away, and I am the whole time trying to get his attention, saying,

 

'ELVIS IS HERE and he has been waiting five minutes already! And I ask him,

 

'Do you want me to clean your clock?'

 

He answers revengefully. He is the sort of person that is mean and revengeful. I tell him I was just kidding when I see his reaction, but at my wits end on how to get him off the stage.

 

Then some sort of waltz number comes up, and in my mind's eye people, perhaps in the audience, get up to take partners and dance. The organ man gets up, and I quickly engage him in a waltz, and waltz him conveniently backstage!

 

But before I can get back, in moments, Elvis has gotten up, and looking around for a partner, took the first female available and not myself. She is covered with freckles, and wearing a dress round scooped and so low you can see she is totally flat chested, and yet, Elvis, who is real tall next to her,bends down and kisses her chest. She has her back to the audience. I am thinking,

 

'Elvis loves everyone - he doesn't go by looks.'

 

Just then a man who is one of twins, a thin dancer, sees me from further right on stage, and approaches me for a swing. I get into his arms, knowing he is a professional, and so am I, and I am able to follow his every move. I am happy about this and think I will prove to him how easy to is to dance with me.

 

He does this huge steps, and I follow backward, and we are moving off the stage, into the arena, and down the area so far that soon I can scarcely see the theater. (Everything is open as if we were outside.)

 

'Where are you taking me?'

 

I ask just as we are about to go through some doors into some kind of mall.

 

I turn him around and head back with the same kind of steps. Then I notice that I have my left arm over his read end, and through the clothes, kind of have my finger in his asshole. He tightens his asshole because he likes it, and I know he's gay. We head back to the theater stage with those same huge steps.

 

END OF DREAM

ELVIS IS HERE!

DEFINITIONS OF SYMBOLS

 

'I am in a house - plain - do not know where, is not familiar to me, but seems to be my house.

 

Amazingly and wonderfully, Elvis Presley is here with me!

 

At one point we are in this small bedroom (the only thing it might remind me of slightly is my Dad's apartment in Brooklyn, when I went to visit him at age 15, plain and tiny bedroom, but this is slightly
better.)'

 

MEANING: THE PLAIN, BARE WOOD LOOK OF THIS HOUSE REPRESENTS POVERTY. IN THE CONTEXT OF THE DREAM, I HAVE BEEN SUFFERING. THE OLD DAD'S APARTMENT IS THE PERSONAL SYMBOL SAYING IT WAS A POOR AND LONELY PLACE, AND SO IS THIS.

 

ELVIS REPRESENTS GOD, ELVIS HIMSELF, AND IS AN ANALOGY OF MY OWN CHANNELING OR BEING AN INSTRUMENT FOR GOD.

 

 

Elvis is lying on his back on the bed, as if he had been sitting on the 'foot' edge and then laid back, and I seem to be on top of him somehow. He has been talking 'small talk' and saying 'familiar, intimate' things (they are sweet, humorous things), and he asks me if that was alright with me. I say,

 

'Are you kidding? Now I can tell everyone 'Elvis Presley was intimate with me!' '

 

MEANING: ON HIS BACK WITH ME ON TOP, SIGNIFIES THAT I HAVE THE 'UPPER HAND' OR HAVE 'CONQUERED GOD/ELVIS' WITH MY PRAYERS. GOD HAS HEARD ME, GOD HAS ARRIVED AS ELVIS, THE FORM OF GOD, THE PERFORMER OF PERFORMERS!

 

THE SWEET INTIMATE WORDS GOD IS SAYING MEANS CONTEMPLATION, GOD IS SPEAKING TO ME, DOWNLOADING GRACE, GOD IS ABUNDANTLY, INTIMATELY BLESSING ME, AND I AM THRILLED BY THIS.

 

In a moment I will see a doll sent to me as an Elvis 'memento' and I see the same costume as if on him. It is red satin trimmed with red marabou.

 

MEANING: THE DOLL REPRESENTING ELVIS IS GOD AND MYSELF IN SYMBOL OR EFFIGY. I AM NOT ON THE INTERNET IN PERSON, I AM THERE SYMBOLICALLY. PEOPLE ARE SENDING ME LETTERS, POSTS, 'PACKAGES' OF WORDS WHERE THEY ARE 'SACRIFICING' ME IN EFFIGY, BUT THEY ARE REALLY SACRIFICING GOD, THE LIVING FLESH, REPRESENTED BY ELVIS. IN OTHER WORDS, IF SOMEONE LAMBASTS JESUS AND MARY, THEY ARE ATTACKING GOD. WHEN YOU ATTACK AN AGENT OR INSTRUMENT OF GOD, IT IS GOD YOU ARE ATTACKING AS WELL. AND SO, I AM THE DOLL THEY ARE ATTACKING.

 

THE RED REPRESENTS THE SACRIFICE, THE BLOOD - IT IS GOD BEING SACRIFICED WHILE I AM SACRIFICED ON THE GROUPS.

 

A DOLL IS BEAUTIFUL BUT ALSO A FAKE, AN IMITATION, AND THEY ARE ACCUSING ME OF BEING SUCH.

 

 

I go into the living room (everything in this place is plain unpainted wood, poor but clean) and I take a look at the two-foot doll and items sent me. They are 'Elvis' mementoes, representing Elvis. The doll is dressed in the way I described, and she has gardening tools. The tools are like rusted old tools, the size this doll would use, but as if covered over with pastel green and other colors, and soft like plastic, so they would be of no use for actual gardening. (I tell Elvis 'people send me stuff like this all the time.') There were boxes all around with mementoes of Elvis people sent me, because they knew I loved him.

 

MEANING: THE PLAIN, UNPAINTED SURFACES AGAIN REITERATE THE POVERTY I WAS IN WHILE PARTICIPATING IN THESE INTERNET GROUPS.

 

THE TOOLS THAT GO WITH THE DOLL IS THAT THEY ARE SAYING,


'YOU DO NOT HAVE GIFTS AND POWERS (TOOLS) OF GOD, THIS IS ALL A GAME, A SHAM, AND YOU ARE A FAKE.'

 

BY TELLING ELVIS PEOPLE SEND ME STUFF LIKE THIS ALL THE TIME, I AM TELLING GOD AND ELVIS THAT THEY SEND ME HEINOUS LETTERS ALL THE TIME. THEY ARE ACCUSING ME AND ATTACKING ME ALL THE TIME.

 


I seem to go back to the bedroom to connect with Elvis again, but soon it is time for him to GO ON STAGE. I seem to be his assistant - like he needs me for something. I follow him toward the stage from the back of it, and he turns back to me and says,

 

MEANING: FOR ELVIS TO BE READY TO GO BACK ON STAGE - TO HEAD TOWARD THE STAGE, IS SAYING IT IS TIME FOR GOD TO TAKE OVER MY BODY. THAT IS WHAT GOD NEEDS ME FOR - MY BODY. GOD IS SPIRIT AND NEEDS EARTHEN VESSALS TO PERFORM, TO WORK!

 

I CONNECT WITH HIM IN THE BEDROOM AS THAT IS THE 'CLOSET' JESUS SPEAKS OF - THAT WHEN YOU PRAY, GO INTO YOUR CLOSET IN PRIVATE. IT IS PRIVATE, INTIMATE,
CONTEMPLATION.

 

 

 

'Why do I not feel well?'

 

I say to him,

 

'It's because, when you perform, YOU USE TEN TIMES THE ENERGY OF THE NORMAL PERSON.'

 

I say this TWICE to make the emphasis, and the feeling of 'exhaustion' came into his sense of 'not feeling well.' '

 

MEANING: I HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN THAT THOSE WHO HAVE POWERS SUCH AS MYSELF (HEALING, MIRACLES, SHAKTIPAT) ARE OPEN CHANNELS FOR GOD. IT MEANS OUR FACULTIES AND INNER SENSES ARE OPEN, OUR MINDS AND HEARTS ARE OPEN. WHATEVER WE DO, WE ARE FULLY ENGAGED IN THE THING, IN THE SENSE THAT SO MUCH OF US IS GIVEN. WHEN SUCH A PERSON BEGINS ENGAGING WITH THE WORDLY, THE NON SPIRITUAL, THERE IS A GREAT PRICE TO BE PAID. THEY GET USED, THEY GET EXHAUSTED. THOSE WHO ARE 'OF THE EARTH' OR OF THE 'WORLD, FLESH AND DEVIL,' ARE NOT OPEN IN THEIR HEARTS AND MINDS, AND THAT GIVES THEM THE BENEFIT OF 'THICK SKIN.' THE THICK SKIN IS REALLY THEY ARE HARD OF HEART AND MIND. THEY ARE CLOSED IN, THEY ARE NOT OPEN. AND SO, THEIR ENGAGEMENT IN THE WORLD DOES NOT COST AS MUCH, AS THEY DO NOT EXTEND THEIR 'INNER SELF' AS MUCH.

 

THIS IS WHAT I AM SAYING TO ELVIS. ELVIS IS REALLY MYSELF AS PERFORMER, ASKING WHY I HAVE NOT FELT WELL SINCE ENGAGING IN THESE GROUPS, AND MY ATMAN IS TELLING MYSELF WHY MY FLESH HAS BEEN EXHAUSTED OR NOT AS BOUNCY AS USUAL.

 

THE SYMBOLS HERE BECOME INTERCHANGEABLE. ELVIS IS GOD, I AM GOD. ELVIS IS THE ATMAN, BUT I AM THE ATMAN. AT BASE, IT DOES ALL BECOME ONE. WE SEPARATE GOD, FLESH, HUMAN, AND ATMAN, FOR THE SAKE OF CONVENIENCE, BUT AT BASE, THEY ARE ONE INDEED. HERE ALL THIS SEPARATION INTO ACTORS TELLS THE STORY EFFICIENTLY.

 

 

 

PREAMBLE - THE DREAM BEGAN LIKE THIS

 

'I learned to SING the way Barbra Streisand sings! It was like a trick or a path... I was nowhere near as good as her, but by learning to stay within my own range, and 'phrasing' a certain way, I could pull off a tune. Together with the fact that I was tall, beautiful, and could dance well, I made a convincing act for where we are - Las Vegas. I see myself on stage, wearing red, beautiful, talented, and kicking high with my legs through a red costume with a split skirt, real glamorous. It was a great act - not star material, but adequate, acceptable, and something one could make a good living from.'

 

 

MEANING: THIS INTERESTING METAPHOR SHOWS MYSELF IN THE FLESH, AND MY HUMAN ABILITIES AND TALENTS. THE SINGING, DANCING, KICKING, ALL HAS TO DO WITH WRITING ON THE INTERNET. THE RED COSTUME HEARKENS BACK TO THE 'RED DOLL' WHO THEY HARRASS AND HURT, THIS IS THAT SAME PERSON SPEAKING WELL AND KICKING HIGH, WHICH MEANS FIGHTING BACK.

 

BUT I AM NOT 'IN GOD' OR ATMAN WHEN ENGAGING IN MOST OF THESE 'FLAME WARS' AND ONLY THE ONE WHO IS OF GOD IS THE STAR! MAKING A LIVING MEANS BEING SUCCESSFUL, SHORT OF BEING THE BEST YOU CAN BE.

 


This learning to sing delights and surprises me. I was singing in my room, practicing....

 

My lady friend 'Bella' communicates with me by letter or somehow, and tells me she has heard of a song. She seems to be in a sort of 'box', like a cardboard box, talking to me through it. I ask her to sing me this song, and she does so. Her voice also wasn't perfect, but it was good. It was not as good as mine, because she was hitting falsetto notes when outside her range, but I sounded more professional by staying within my range. Nevertheless, she surprises me (as I thought she could not carry a tune.)

 

MEANING: HERE THE DREAM IS SHOWING ME A FRIEND OF MINE IS ALSO A GOOD WRITER, BUT SHE IS NOT CHANNELING GOD.

 

THE BOX SHOWS 'LIMITATION' OR 'BOUNDARIES.'


Time For Elvis to Perform. He needed some attendance, and I was helping him.

 

I elaborated to Elvis about why I thought he 'did not feel good' at times. I said,

 

'When you are performing (I spread my arms up and wide) you feel like you are on top of the mountain (the feeling is being open wide.....it indicates a feeling of elation), but later, you are exhausted.

 

MEANING: THIS ONCE AGAIN POINTS OUT THE PERSON WHO IS OPEN IN MIND AND HEART, HOW THEY GIVE FROM THE DEPTH OF THEIR SOUL, AND THE ENERGY THAT IS TRANSMITTED GIVES A TEMPORARY SENSE OF ELATION. BUT LATER, SINCE (AS ALREADY EXPLAINED) THIS GOD PERSON IS SACRIFICED, THEIR GOD POWER IS CONSUMED OR WASTED, AND NO ENERGY IS RETURNED EXCEPT THE NEGATIVE, THE INSTRUMENT OF GOD FEEL EXHAUSTED.

 

 

'Now Elvis gets up on the stage, and the act that was before him should instantly get off - I mean, come on, when Elvis Presley is ready to perform, it should be a given that anyone else up there would
automatically get down.'

 

MEANING: ELVIS IS THE PRESENCE OF GOD, THE STAR, AND ALL THOSE IN THE FLESH SHOULD DEFER TO HIS PERFORMING ABILITY, SHOULD MAKE WAY FOR HIM TO 'PREACH, SPEAK, SING, PERFORM.'

 

 


But this little man who is sitting there at a small organ, playing and singing, doesn't get it. He does not even notice Elvis, who is behind him now waiting on a bench, with no lights on him and seems to be in sort of rags!

 

MEANING: ELVIS IN RAGS, BENCHWARMING AGAIN REITERATES THE POWER OF GOD HAVING TO TAKE A BACK SEAT TO A PERSON IN THE FLESH, THE LITTLE MAN WHO IS SPEAKING FROM HIS FLESH OF SMALL MIND AND HEART. DOES NOT EVEN SEE ELVIS IS THAT HE DOES NOT EVEN SEE GOD, HE IS PERFORMING FOR PEOPLE, BUT HE DOES NOT EVEN SEE GOD WHO IS RIGHT THERE ON THE STAGE WAITING TO GET ACTIVE.

 

SO AGAIN, THE THEME OF GOD BEING SACRIFICED IS HERE, AS ELVIS IN RAGS. THIS IS THE POVERTY OF THOSE WHO HAVE GOD WITHIN THEM, BUT ARE NOT RECOGNIZED, NOT GIVEN A CHANCE TO SHINE.

 


I am to stage right from backstage where I can see the little man and Elvis in the shadows.

 

The man is like a gnome or almost dwarf and looks gnarled and mean. But he is pumping that organ really hard and singing. His singing is also like mine and Bella's - not star material but able to pass as an opening or supporting act. I see a green light coming out of him or his organ. He is pumping away, and I am the whole time trying to get his attention, saying,

 

MEANING: THIS LITTLE MAN IS THE MENTALITYOF A PERSON WHO I CALL 'BRUCK' THAT WAS ESPECIALLY BRUTAL. COMING FROM A PLACE OF ORTHODOXY OR FUNDAMENTALISM IN HIS RELIGION HE LAMBASTED ME VISCIOUSLY.

 

HE IS PERFORMING OUT OF HIS FLESH, THE NEON GREEN COMING OUT OF HIS ORGAN. ORGAN COULD BE HEART.

 

 

'ELVIS IS HERE and he has been waiting five minutes already! And I ask him,

 

'Do you want me to clean your clock?'

 

He answers revengefully. He is the sort of person that is mean and revengeful. I tell him I was just kidding when I see his reaction, but at my wits end on how to get him off the stage.

 

MEANING: AT MY WITS END TO GET HIM OFF THE STAGE IS PERHAPS MY ATMAN WAS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO END THIS DEBACLE OF INTERCHANGE WITH THE 'DWARF.'

 

HERE ELVIS, GOD IS WAITING, AND HE WON'T STOP. THIS COULD BE A REFLECTION OR INDICATION OF ME TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET OUT OF POSTING ON THE GROUPS, ESPECIALLY REGARDING HIM. I HAD BEEN POSTING DAILY FOR MONTHS, AND THIS MOST RECENT DRAMA HAD TO END IN ORDER TO FREE MYSELF FOR A HIGHER PURPOSE. NO ONE WAS ACTUALLY FORCING ME, I WAS PARTICIPATING VOLUNTARILY, AND I WAS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO STOP.

 

TO CLEAN SOMEONES CLOCK MEANS TO EITHER TEAR UP THEIR PLACE (BAR FOR INSTANCE. I HEARD A MARINE FRIEND OF MINE TELL ME THE STORY OF A RIPOFF BAR THAT HAD ROBBED ONE OF HIS BUDDIES, AND THE MARINES WENT IN AND 'CLEANED HIS CLOCK' MEANING TORE HIS BAR APART) OR IN THIS CASE, ON THE INTERNET, WE USED IT TO MEAN TELL SOMEONE OFF WITH GREAT APLOMB.

 


'Then some sort of waltz number comes up, and in my mind's eye people, perhaps in the audience, get up to take partners and dance. The organ man gets up, and I quickly engage him in a waltz, and waltz him conveniently backstage!'

 

MEANING: THIS WALTZ BUSINESS SHOWS THAT SOME OPPORTUNITY CAME UP - WHERE THE MOOD WAS RIGHT TO STOP THIS INTERCHANGE, TO MOVE THIS CONVERSATION WITH THIS MAN 'OFFSTAGE', AND IT WAS DONE. IN OTHER WORDS, I FOUND A WAY TO QUIT.

 


But before I can get back, in moments, Elvis has gotten up, and looking around for a partner, took the first female available and not myself. She is covered with freckles, and wearing a dress round scooped and so low you can see she is totally flat chested, and yet, Elvis, who is real tall next to her, bends down and kisses her chest. She has her back to the audience. I am thinking,

 

'Elvis loves everyone - he doesn't go by looks.'

 

 

MEANING: WHEN GOD PERFORMS OR ACTS, GOD LOVES EVERYONE. AND SO HERE, ELVIS/GOD HAS CHOSEN A FRECKLED (COVERED WITH THE STAINS OF SIN OR WITH FAULTS) AND FLAT CHESTED (DEVOID OF LOVE) WOMAN AND HE KISSES HER!

 

ELVIS BEING TALL, IS GOD IS TALL, GREAT, AND GOD BENDS DOWN TO TOUCH THE HEART OR 'KISS THE CHEST' OF THIS FAULTED AND UNLOVING WOMAN.

 

I AM SAYING ELVIS LOVES EVERYONE, MEANING GOD LOVES EVERYONE.

 

 


'Just then a man who is one of twins, a thin dancer, sees me from further right on stage, and approaches me for a swing. I get into his arms, knowing he is a professional, and so am I, and I am able to follow his every move. I am happy about this and think I will prove to him how easy to is to dance with me.'

 

He does these huge steps, and I follow backward, and we are moving off the stage, into the arena, and down the area so far that soon I can scarcely see the theater. (Everything is open as if we were outside.)

 

'Where are you taking me?'

 

I ask just as we are about to go through some doors into some kind of mall.

 

I turn him around and head back with the same kind of steps. Then I notice that I have my left arm over his read end, and through the clothes, kind of have my finger in his asshole. He tightens his asshole because he likes it, and I know he's gay. We head back to the theater stage with those same huge steps.

 

MEANING: THIS WAS A PERSON I CALL 'LARRY' WHO I WAS ALSO ENGAGED WITH ON THE GROUPS. HERE THE DREAM IS SAYING HE GOT US WAY, WAY FAR AWAY FROM GOD, BUT I TURNED HIM AROUND AND GOT BOTH OF US BACK. THE DREAM IS SAYING 'HE IS AN ASSHOLE, ' AND YOU PUT YOUR FINGER ON IT - MEANING I FIGURED OUT WHAT WAS WRONG WITH HIM. HIS BEHAVIOR GOT HIM DEMONIZED, BUT I TOOK CARE OF IT.

 

 

 

END OF DREAM

 

 


INTERPRETATION & OVERVIEW

ELVIS IS HERE!

 

This dream concerns my recent involvement with the yahoo group 'asylum members' ('wanky', critical, troublesome souls) and the negative effect they have had on me, and the change that has occurred for the better.

 

It portrays me as myself in the flesh (the imitation Barbra Streisand) but getting ready to be ONE with the Highest, in fact, God in the form of ELVIS PRESLEY has arrived! Besides myself, the dream also shows three other people who are acting in flesh, a friend of mine named Bella, a heinous, nasty person called Bruck, and an 'asshole' named 'Larry.'

 

Elvis Presley represents three things - himself as a channelor, instrument or form (God taking flesh) of GOD. He represents GOD and he represents myself when I am IN GOD.

 

He appears and has communion with me, and soon he will be on stage. (Soon I will be on stage again by analogy....soon I will be the Elvis, God channelor again.)

 

Elvis was ONE with God when he performed. He was channeling his ATMAN - THE GOD WITHIN. For some time I have not been one with God channeling God in my writing on the internet, but have been talking with negative people who have been attacking me. They have pulled me into the flesh, they have taken me away from God.

 

My friend 'Bella' is also in the same boat, writing well but not in The Holy Spirit.

 

The mementoes to of Elvis, the doll, are actually the negative letters and attacks. They portray me as
fake, artificial, a charlatan, not having any gifts or powers from God.


This discoursing with negative and insignificant people has had a detrimental effect on my consciousness and feeling of well being. (Here Elvis complains of not feeling well after performing.)

 

When Elvis performed, God performed. Now I just closed the door on the yahoo groups where I was being attacked. As soon as this was done - Elvis, symbol of the God within me who makes me a star, gets ready to perform. Elvis is the star over all, because God is the star. No one shines on their natural talent against God, and so, when God is ready to get up on the stage, whoever is there should get off.

 

But the person who will not get off the stage is a character I call 'Bruck.' He in real life is as portrayed here, although the dream does not show the degree of his cruelty and pride. I finally 'waltzed him off the stage' by leaving the premises.

 

The last waltz is one especially foolish person seen as an ASSHOLE. But I do turn this person and myself around and am heading back to the true mission.

 

Elvis, in choosing a less than perfect lady to dance with and kiss on the chest, portrays the nature of God: Unconditional Love. Elvis Presley exemplified a life of love and generosity, and as far as performance, when Elvis performed, God worked through him. That's why he is THE KING!

 

Many symbols support the meaning of this dream and draw out its nuances.


 

 

Rasa Von Werder
May 17, 2006

 

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