I am concerned about my dreams when I sleep. I don’t remember hardly anything about them, nor am I the main character in them with intent propelling whatever the themes are, so the idea of “chasing” my dreams when they don’t align with my hopes, specifically based on the notion that most of my dreams are extremely traumatic, and the likelihood that others are living my best dreams as a result of years of dream-stalking, is probably not even a good idea.
So many people from my generation in the US loved music more than movies while growing up, until readily available and easily created video began to dominate social media. I never watched much TV or movies, or had any other kind of video obsession. So many of us have lost our willingness to dream without having video or TV to distract us from what God really wants our dreams to be.
So, because I’m both a victim of telepathy and a character in it, when I’m asleep people know what I’m doing a lot of times. They can think to me, write to me, play videos of me, play videos of people I know, and a lot of people have been planning what messages to send to me on specifically important days and times in the ever-evolving world history.
I think people are somehow remotely playing video in their “cova-Chris” areas and spaces within their living space or business while I’m both awake and asleep and it seems to be all for harmful effect.
I don’t know if Father God is actually removing my memory of my dreams when I wake up, intentionally to keep me from being even more upset at the sheer knowledge of them. He’s probably adding years onto the time many of my dream-stalkers will spend in h-e-double-hockey sticks with each passing night they’re up late, high and writing while I’m having the nightmares they’re trying to nail into my subconsciousness. Then I wake up some hours later, worn down from the sleep I had, debilitated from even knowing what God wants me to do because you’re literally interfering with my dreams.
A worse part of my experience is that a lot of people don’t believe me when I’m saying over and over again that I DON’T REMEMBER MY DREAMS. I’m not the active, main character in my dreams either, regardless as to what you see when I’m asleep, no matter how visually convincing that impersonator is, and no matter how much my voice may sound the same as the impersonators. We live in an era of face and voice recognition technology and your imagination of what I’m doing at any time even when I’m asleep can be taken for a rollercoaster ride while I have no idea what’s being said.
Do you see how much I don’t understand about what you people are doing to me?
Who knows, maybe it actually is the worst thing you can do to someone.
