I'm posting this here as I feel it might attract a bit of attention and maybe help a few people in the long run:
I was traveling across Northeastern Russia by train, helping people from the small towns that dotted the land and I was helping one of them that had their entire fresh water supply cut off (not good) so naturally I took the time to get everything in order and the nectar of life flowing back into their homes, but when I did a friggin massive bird came to kill or kidnap me (grabbed my shoulders with it's talons) and I could've SWORN it was a Roc.
I'm unsure when or the exact causes so take it with a grain of salt but a US Submarine will fire off a nuclear warhead at Britain, sending the Nation into a Nuclear winter and screwing over more than a few people.
Another I had was unmistakable, I'll remember this dream for an eternity, even if I have to force it: I was running up an unorthodox flight of stairs, filled with monotone stone and ceramic grey carvings, they were stone apartments, and the only part that had any significant color was the doors, but they were ALL Teal, every last one: No individuality what-so-ever in the buildings and designs, they were clay caverns, clay coffins. I kept running, and thought up a quick philosophical victory speech "Follow me, and we shall create a world where none are equal and all are free! A World where you can chase your OWN happiness to the ends of the earth and beyond!" After that a bit of knowledge flowed into me from the dream: The Rothchilds took over everything, enslaved humanity and did after everything we had done to stop them. I was smiling after I thought of the speech and the end of the staircase came, a bright sun was shining brilliantly, and a person garbed in a tan robe whom I may have known well (I... I think it was my current best friend, Nathan...) asked me "So, Alex, the final piece is cast and the last turn of this game is set... what will you do?" and I was startled for a second then replied with the most powerful resolve I've ever had it felt like a massive bonfine had been set alight covering my entire being, I felt like screaming every word but my reply came soft and powerful "I'll defeat my enemies and move forward. As I always have." then I knocked him unconscious with a strike to the neck and ran towards my final destination. And there was a ton of Jews setting up for something big. Again, I felt the memories of my future self flow into my present mind: By basing their attempt on the theory of "by giving something physical matter, it becomes mortal" they set up this grand ritual, with sigils spanning a few feet to a few yards and the entire site was well over the size of the football field of a rooftop I was on, I knew it was a massive ritual built for the sole purpose of placing Lucifer into the body of an infant or small child and SPAWN KILLING HIM (What kind of PUSSY DOES THAT?!). The head of the Rothchild family came up to me after I had gotten roughed up a bit by his goons and had killed about a half-dozen at this point and said a few things but due to the fact that I hate this fucker with every blood vessel in my body I just ignored half of what he was saying. The only thing I remember him saying is "C'mon! Lies are what we're best at, we've done it for thousands of years! You think that with all that experience I won't be able to JEW myself out of this one?" (He emphasized the "JEW" part as to sound sarcastic, or arrogant, or both. My money's on the latter) and I reluctantly chuckled at his pun before gathering a huge amount of Air energy around my right hand to increase speed, power, and general lethality and in an instant, there was a line of blood diagonally down his shirt and my entire hand was stained with his blood (My right hand was at it's side and I swung up-right and I slashed him with my nails) time seemed to slow and I faded back to my waking self but before I did I felt one last piece of information: I knew it wasn't over, I at the very least still needed to deal with his Jew thugs. ...but I honestly don't think he died from that.
As for the plan, I've already told Baal Lucifer about it, he should know as I've done a Ritual to him telling him... I really want to make sure that path is avoided at all costs.
If I'm being honest here, I felt like the Wild Card, the Joker, the last card to play. A desperate last attempt to end everything. So I'm going to be picking it up on Destruction Rituals and working to find the perfect windows to do them so that THAT future never comes to pass.
Hail Baal Lucifer
Hail Bathin
Hail ALL The Gods of Hell
Hail Hitler and The Third Reich
AND HAIL FREE WILL.
I was traveling across Northeastern Russia by train, helping people from the small towns that dotted the land and I was helping one of them that had their entire fresh water supply cut off (not good) so naturally I took the time to get everything in order and the nectar of life flowing back into their homes, but when I did a friggin massive bird came to kill or kidnap me (grabbed my shoulders with it's talons) and I could've SWORN it was a Roc.
I'm unsure when or the exact causes so take it with a grain of salt but a US Submarine will fire off a nuclear warhead at Britain, sending the Nation into a Nuclear winter and screwing over more than a few people.
Another I had was unmistakable, I'll remember this dream for an eternity, even if I have to force it: I was running up an unorthodox flight of stairs, filled with monotone stone and ceramic grey carvings, they were stone apartments, and the only part that had any significant color was the doors, but they were ALL Teal, every last one: No individuality what-so-ever in the buildings and designs, they were clay caverns, clay coffins. I kept running, and thought up a quick philosophical victory speech "Follow me, and we shall create a world where none are equal and all are free! A World where you can chase your OWN happiness to the ends of the earth and beyond!" After that a bit of knowledge flowed into me from the dream: The Rothchilds took over everything, enslaved humanity and did after everything we had done to stop them. I was smiling after I thought of the speech and the end of the staircase came, a bright sun was shining brilliantly, and a person garbed in a tan robe whom I may have known well (I... I think it was my current best friend, Nathan...) asked me "So, Alex, the final piece is cast and the last turn of this game is set... what will you do?" and I was startled for a second then replied with the most powerful resolve I've ever had it felt like a massive bonfine had been set alight covering my entire being, I felt like screaming every word but my reply came soft and powerful "I'll defeat my enemies and move forward. As I always have." then I knocked him unconscious with a strike to the neck and ran towards my final destination. And there was a ton of Jews setting up for something big. Again, I felt the memories of my future self flow into my present mind: By basing their attempt on the theory of "by giving something physical matter, it becomes mortal" they set up this grand ritual, with sigils spanning a few feet to a few yards and the entire site was well over the size of the football field of a rooftop I was on, I knew it was a massive ritual built for the sole purpose of placing Lucifer into the body of an infant or small child and SPAWN KILLING HIM (What kind of PUSSY DOES THAT?!). The head of the Rothchild family came up to me after I had gotten roughed up a bit by his goons and had killed about a half-dozen at this point and said a few things but due to the fact that I hate this fucker with every blood vessel in my body I just ignored half of what he was saying. The only thing I remember him saying is "C'mon! Lies are what we're best at, we've done it for thousands of years! You think that with all that experience I won't be able to JEW myself out of this one?" (He emphasized the "JEW" part as to sound sarcastic, or arrogant, or both. My money's on the latter) and I reluctantly chuckled at his pun before gathering a huge amount of Air energy around my right hand to increase speed, power, and general lethality and in an instant, there was a line of blood diagonally down his shirt and my entire hand was stained with his blood (My right hand was at it's side and I swung up-right and I slashed him with my nails) time seemed to slow and I faded back to my waking self but before I did I felt one last piece of information: I knew it wasn't over, I at the very least still needed to deal with his Jew thugs. ...but I honestly don't think he died from that.
As for the plan, I've already told Baal Lucifer about it, he should know as I've done a Ritual to him telling him... I really want to make sure that path is avoided at all costs.
If I'm being honest here, I felt like the Wild Card, the Joker, the last card to play. A desperate last attempt to end everything. So I'm going to be picking it up on Destruction Rituals and working to find the perfect windows to do them so that THAT future never comes to pass.
Hail Baal Lucifer
Hail Bathin
Hail ALL The Gods of Hell
Hail Hitler and The Third Reich
AND HAIL FREE WILL.
