D&V List No.383
Date: Tuesday 11th January, 2000
Contents:
* Dream received on the morning before receiving an email from Robert Carter that he subsequently interpreted as having credible application to his life and ministry. Word of Knowledge in a dream by Lavinia Taylor on 7th Jan. 2000 highlighting the need to know personal circumstances of personal dreams for proper interpretation.
* Each different person scenario caused the advancing light to become brighter
and the Squid to diminish and reduce to a small insignificant insect like
thing. Eventually, after viewing many "film-clips" the brightness of the
advancing light made it impossible for me to see more and I woke up at 4-50
am (GMT) with a happy heart at what I took to be Christ's victory over the
evil tentacles I had seen strangling everything good in society. I awoke
with the following words still fresh in my mind; "Pillars of Sodom's Temple,
not Solomon's!" Dream about the new year promise of victory over Freemasons by the Light of the world by Ron Caseby on New Years Eve.
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DREAM RECEIVED ON THE MORNING BEFORE RECEIVING AN EMAIL FROM ROBERT CARTER THAT HE SUBSEQUENTLY INTERPRETED AS HAVING CREDIBLE APPLICATION to his life and ministry. Word of Knowledge in a dream by Lavinia Taylor on 7th Jan. 2000 highlighting the need to know personal circumstances of personal dreams for proper interpretation.
CIRCUMSTANCES:
Subject: Follow up
Date: Fri, 7 Jan 2000 08:01:26 +1000
From: "Robert Carter" <bashandaystarwinshop.com.au>
To: <Daystardaystaruq.net.au>
Dear Paula,
I was checking my mail this morning and looked again at your message "Request Please". I've meant to get in touch beforehand, but did not get around to it. Now, when I looked once more at your name and address details etc., something stirred within. Do we know each other???
…I'm presently residing at Mount Tamborine on the Gold Coast.
Subject: Mount Tamborine
Date: Fri, 07 Jan 2000 23:00:09 +1000
From: "P.Cavu" <Daystardaystaruq.net.au>
If we have met before then I am not able to recall it. Yes, I live in Brisbane…
Our Daystar Team is prophetic and a lady received a dream last night in
which the Lord may be saying something about you and your ministry to
us. Her husband shared this dream with me this morning when I rang after
reading your email to request them to pray about receiving a word about
you. The Lord often works with us like this. You will have a feel for
the meaning of the dream. To us it is giving us a very wonderful
revelation about you and your ministry before we read your email. The
topography described in the dream did fit into Mount Tamborine and I
immediately related it to your ministry after reading your email.
THE DREAM
We Taylors and Dianne (Daystar Ministry Team members) arrived at this rocky place. There were a couple of houses built on the side of this rocky headland.
The first house was surrounded by rainforest. There was another house further on. Peter, Dianne and myself went on further to this house. The boys waited for us at this first house. This house was built on the rocks. The stumps were embedded into the rocks. This house was further up the headland, very close to the top of the hill. It too was surrounded by rainforest trees but the trees weren’t like you would see in the natural rainforest where there are vines growing over the trees; every tree and plant was planted perfectly in order.
As we looked around we saw birds of beautiful bright colours. There were some like parrots and others with colours that were so bright. We were just amazed at what we saw. Then as we looked closer at the trees there were precious coloured stones hanging from these trees. It was a wonderful sight to see. The birds were just lovely and beautiful and the precious stones were so colourful and shining like glass. We could also look out to the ocean from where we were standing. The view was great.
Then the caretaker appeared; he wanted to check and make sure that everything was still in place. After enjoying what we’d seen, we made our way back to the sailing boat. (That was how we arrived at this place.) We then set sail again.
CREDIBLE DREAM ACKNOWLEDGEMENT BY ROBERT CARTER
Subject: Re: Mount Tamborine
Date: Sat, 8 Jan 2000 11:45:03 +1000
From: "Robert Carter" <bashandaystarwinshop.com.au>
…Your reply is very interesting, especially the description of the rainforest
and the houses, because it links in to what is happening with us…
Regarding that dream you mentioned, the mountain property and houses fit
right in.
For one example out of many, my wife Marge and I have recently discovered a
property that seems to have been tailor made and reserved for us. We have
been looking for a place for some time now, to establish our home and
Australian HQ. We are planning a return visit to the USA and Canada and an
eventual world wide trip. The Lord has told us that we are to establish a
world wide base here, a North American office and eventually one in Great
Britain.
I am drawing home plans (modifying an American design) which will
incorporate the office. The shape and size of the home is unique. The land
we have just discovered is gently undulating rainforest mountain that is
contoured by old construction. There are aged gardens and trees that I would
love to have established but in our time slot left, will never see them grow
to this size... and they are there now! The contours and terracing are the
exact size for the house I am designing. The eastern end of the home will
have stumps embedded into a rocky outcrop... just like your dream? There is
more than one house on the project.
You mentioned birds etc. Well, Since being in this place, I have started to
attract the usual birds... rainbow lorikeets, king parrots, rosellas and
more... all brilliantly coloured. I was thanking God for them one day when
he said "Robert, you will soon have a sanctuary".
You mentioned a caretaker. Well, this property is a very old one. There is
an old caretaker's cottage there now, which we will demolish later, but it
is there. Marge dreamed the other day about seeing workmen on our land
clearing trees and scrub. When she approached them, they assured her it was
in order and that they were doing a good job for us. Now, this land has a
bitumen access road leading to a lower portion bordering national park. Two
days ago, we visited the place and there were workmen clearing the sides of
this road... on "our land" to enable two trucks access to the park to repair
an abandoned walking trail as their access was overgrown. They were clearing
the road where I would have done!
Is this God or what?
…Anyhow, when I read the description you described of the trees and all, I suddenly had a flashback to something the Lord showed me a couple of years ago. I think it will bless you to share part of it.
I think I mentioned to you earlier about "my two homes and the high rise building" in Heaven. I call one my town house and the other my country house.
As for the country house, it is literally that... a home in beautiful gardens, rolling hills and so on. In the back yard is a tree about head height. The trunk simply comes straight up from the ground and reminds me of a steel post about 4" in diameter... straight and perfectly round. The foliage is a brilliant verdant green and looks like one of those manicured or shaped hedges one might see in a formal garden. From side on, it looks like a partially squashed football and the shape from top is perfectly circular.
Hanging vertically from the foliage are about a dozen "stalks", each perfectly straight and about 12 to 18 inches long. They remind me of thick BBQ skewers about the thickness of a pencil. Hanging on the end of each is a fruit, similar in shape to the foliage. The fruit is about the size of a large mango or a small pawpaw. When you reach out to one and touch it, it falls into your hand and
another one immediately materializes.
What is unusual is that there are no seeds and there is no skin. The colour is brilliant. It reminds me of a persimmon and has that reddish persimmon colour, but, it also looks greenish... like avocado inside.
What I read in your message just blesses me... there was a description in part of what I see.. have seen for ages... and am currently working on.
I thought you would like to know this and trust it blesses you.
Love, Robert.
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EACH DIFFERENT PERSON SCENARIO CAUSED THE ADVANCING LIGHT TO BECOME BRIGHTER AND THE SQUID TO DIMINISH AND REDUCE to a small insignificant insect like thing. Eventually, after viewing many "film-clips" the brightness of the advancing light made it impossible for me to see more and I woke up at 4-50 am (GMT) with a happy heart at what I took to be Christ's victory over the evil tentacles I had seen strangling everything good in society. I awoke with the following words still fresh in my mind; "Pillars of Sodom's Temple, not Solomon's!" Dream about the new year promise of victory over Freemasons by the Light of the world by Ron Caseby on New Years Eve.
Subject: Pillars of Sodom's Temple, not Solomons!
Date: Sat, 1 Jan 2000 18:39:38 -0000
From: "Ronald_Caseby" <Ronald_Casebydaystaremail.msn.com>
Dear Paula,
A Happy Millennium to you and all you love and minister to from me and my
loved ones, in the name and for the sake of Jesus and in anticipation of the
coming of God's Kingdom on earth. Amen.
My dream was peculiar and would take forever to detail and so I will reduce
it to what the essentials seem to be. I will understand if you decide not to
use the dream or try to interpret it. You could make powerful enemies by
revealing what I have seen.
I counsel you thus for I have the uncanny feeling that mine was a dream
message that could cause much hurt to certain foolish but otherwise well
meaning folks. Folks who belong to organisations with secret mumbo-jumbo
type rituals which glorify a Supreme Being other than God. What I saw in my
dream were well regarded people in their own circle of professional
influence. Men, only men, considered to be pillars in their Home and Church
life circles. Men who may consider themselves to be Christians and to doing
good deeds, when they bend the rules to help a fellow Freemason in
difficulty. My dream seems to be telling me that those pinpointed in it, and
others not revealed in it are idolaters, just as those in Sodom and Gomorrah
were idolaters. In Christ's loving eyes they are insidiously corrupted
individuals, doing many seemingly insignificant misdeeds with and through
their associates which collectively and with increasing momento are aiding
in the devil's own plans to prevent the establishment of God's Kingdom on
earth.
The dream on the night of 31/12/1999 and into 01/01/2000, revealed in
several parts as firework displays and revelry near to my home woke me
several times but did not stop the dream's continuation.
I was purely an observer in this dream and I could only see, and was allowed
only to see, a fraction of all that was placed before my eyes.
The first sign of my dream was that I was breathing in clear refreshing air
and walking briskly and uncontrollably towards an indistinct well built red
brick. The wall seemed to have a thin dark film veiling its colours and
details of its construction. To me it looked like a modern wall built by a
competent and conscientious bricklayer who prided himself in producing a
lasting and craftsman-like job. Near to the base of the wall I had the
impression that the word TEMPLE was carved deeply into the bricks. I could
have been mistaken. The lettering could have been more comprehensive and on a large dark red square stone set into the brickwork. At this point I felt
annoyed that my view was restricted. My annoyance soon left me for I had
other problems. I was being compelled to approach this solid looking wall at
an accelerating speed.
I knew that I could not avoid walking into the wall and half-expected to be
injured by the impact, although I was conscious that I was in a dream. The
crash and the pain never happened. As I approached the wall the veil became
darker and darker until it was totally black and indistinguishable as
anything at all before me. I walked through .... well ... nothing, but it
seemed to take a long time to reach the "other side" despite my impression
of travelling very fast. I do not know how to describe the experience other
than that I was on one side of something I thought I recognised, travelled a
long way through something, or nothing, and arrived at the "other side" of
whatever it was - even though it might just have been a journey through my
own brain!
Now at a great distance before me appeared to be a square multi-coloured bed
quilt, flying like a large flag drawn out tight vertically before me,
without any ripples. The flag seemed to be a patchwork of very tiny small
squares of colour. On the bottom left hand corner was a very black object
like part of a Squid with some of its tentacles slithering over the surface
as it moved slowly and diagonally towards the top right hand corner, most of
which was colourless and indistinguishable due to the brightness of the
light emanating from somewhere beyond my allowed range of vision. The Squid blotted out all the colourful squares it passed over. The only colour apart from black it left came from what I took to be glints from about eight eyes situated near to what could have been its middle and as they mirrored and reacted against the bright light as that source began dramatically to
increase.
As the Squid, or whatever it was, backed away from the light his visible
leading tentacles would deliberately select one of the colourful squares
within its span from the many available to it. At first I thought the button
activation action was a random one but I noted that the spindly "arms" tried
to activate many that would not respond and just ignored many others. It
also seemed to me that some of the "icons" its tentacles had to move over to
get to others burned its flesh or gave it a shock for its jerky motions
indicated something of the sort was happening.
I mention that the "arms" were spindly for as well as retreating from the
advancing brightness the tentacles appeared to be shrivelling due to the
relentlessly advancing radiation and warmth. The creature would press the
selected "icon" from the many before it, press it down to activate like a
"light-up-when-touched" control panel button. The square would be expanded
to almost fill the screen. The screen would be presented as black and then
burst into life. What was then shown to me was like a cine- film of an event
involving a personage doing something noble or praise-worthy in some
familiar situation. I saw many of these "reels" and they each seemed to run
for a very long time, repeating a very similar pattern of events, just
featuring a different principal character. All these events must have taken
hours in reality but were over in a flash within my dreams.
The impression I had was that the activation of this event had been
pre-planned by the Squid to, and expected by the creature to, prevent the
advance of the light and the disintegration of the retreating "arms". As the
light began to take all the colour from the expanded scene before me, the
cine- film would run faster and faster until it "broke" (?) and only a white
square reminded. This white square would then shrink, in the reverse way to
which it expanded. It did not return to its original position on the quilt
as a white blank, but vanish altogether from my allowed area of vision;
there to be replaced by other squares as if it had never existed in the
first place. I thought at the time that it was like deleting a word from a
body of text on a computer screen where all the others reformat themselves
to cover the gap. It was also like the old movies where a soldier is shot
down from the ranks of an advancing line and the line reforms to fill the
gap, but the whole is less strong and covers less ground than before.
But back to what and who I saw as each "action" came to a conclusion. Here
is one example of the somewhat repetitive scenario. The film would start
with a person, usually Caucasian, sometimes of mixed race and always male,
in this example a Bishop in the Church of England, conducting an afternoon
Ordination Service in splendours surroundings before a large and happy
congregation and finally giving his blessing to newly ordained Priests. Some
of the Priests were female, as has recently become the case and which is a
source of joy to many Christians.
The film would follow the Bishop through other good and kind works he would attend to and until he finished up at a temple like building that had
nothing to do with Christianity. Here, in a dimly lit building with a black
and white checkerboard floor, he would sit at an oversized and ornate chair
in strange regalia, surrounded by others in like dress. Then he would
conduct a sort of service which involved several "others", some with
blindfolds on, ritualistic procedures involving seemingly life threatening
games, and the repeating, word perfect of collections of senseless words and
of precise sets of movements. Here I had the impression of people who have
phobias telling their troubled minds, for example, that they will die if
they step on the cracks between paving stones, or touch every piece of wood
they seen to prevent bad luck etc.
These procedures over I saw huddles of people discussing the problems of various individual members. The problems appeared to be ones in which the individual was in the wrong and would suffer hardship, loss, jail, dishonour, expulsion from a lucrative position, struck off a professional body, and the like. A plan would be devised by all concerned to use the interest of the whole organisation to do and say whatever was necessary to extricate the "brother" from his predicament, regardless of the law, the rights and wrongs of the situation, and totally careless of the harm that success might cause to innocent others or to the accumulative degeneration such behaviour could bring about over time to the proper, fair and equitable working of the whole population.
Whilst listening into all these wrongdoings being planned I would become
aware of movement at the back of the "church" where I would see a strong
man, who I took to be Samson, trying to dislodge to pillars behind the
oversized grand chair. At about the same time the assembled men in their
black suits would notice, wail in horror, and like a black flood rush
towards the figure to prevent damage to their sacred building. The pillars
always fall before the strong man can be stopped and the now almost black
scene becomes white, and vanishes as already described.
Others who I witnessed involved in such "clips" who came from many European countries were from Royalty and many of their advisers and retainers, Clergy of all Christian Denominations, Judges, Barristers, Solicitors, top Politicians from all parties, High Ranking Civil Servants, Police Chiefs,
Heads of all the Armed Services, Professors, Doctors, Dentists, Vets,
Accountants, Directors of national and international companies, people from
other Professional groups. There was also many quite ordinary people
involved who were flattered to be able to share secret signs with and have
the protection of such influential people, should they need it. This
scenario was repeated with them all, always with the same drastic outcome.
It did occur to me that as they had all been "killed" in their individual
"church" collapses that the consequent "whiteness" that remained indicated
their total destruction, as if they had never been!
Each different person scenario caused the advancing light to become brighter
and the Squid to diminish and reduce to a small insignificant insect like
thing. Eventually, after viewing many "film-clips" the brightness of the
advancing light made it impossible for me to see more and I woke up at 4-50
am (GMT) with a happy heart at what I took to be Christ's victory over the
evil tentacles I had seen strangling everything good in society. I awoke
with the following words still fresh in my mind; "Pillars of Sodom's Temple,
not Solomon's!"
I wished my wife a Happy New Year. When time permitted, and much seemed to put me off the task, I set to writing to you about this my strangest of
dreams, after a long period of neither having, or recalling, dreams.
May God bless you richly and all the team who carry out your wonderful
"ministry of the night". Brotherly Love, Ron.
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