-Israeli PM adviser: 'When this is over, Gaza will be very different
Likely not in the way he is 'hoping'.
Keep smokin that hopium, you psycho.
I had a dream just before I woke today that was very surreal. I was walking down a grassy bank that was littered in debris from bombing, there were bombs dropping in the distance we were wanting to get as far away as possible. I had my son with me and my daughter was a very small baby whom I was carrying very carefully in front of me, my body slightly hunched over her protectively, my arms cradling and shielding her as I walked in bare feet, carefully picking my way down through the debris, gingerly placing my feet in between barbed wire, metal, crumbling concrete dust, household debris, climbing over the shattered remnants of people's lives. We were intuitively being guided to find a river and swim in it - which we did, we needed to wash off the pain and trauma of all we had experienced. We were doing everything we could to stay positive. The only thing we had was the ragged torn clothes on our backs, one another and our faith in God. I remember for a moment watching myself from a different perspective as an observer, and feeling a deep sense of calm and peace move through me, I was inside my body and outside as an observer the whole time. We found a lovely river, it was so peaceful, the water was utterly sublime and a beautiful deep green/blue colour... we slipped into it in our clothes, we desperately needed hydration and a wash... we felt
much better, like so much pain had instantly lifted from us. I remember moments where we were smiling and laughing. My son and I had a deep conversation about God and our spiritual connection with one another. It was like we were swimming in the 'eternal flow',
it felt like a healing river that existed beyond this density.
Then in a split second I was
remote viewing - up high above Palestine - seeing from a birds eye view:
4 houses in a line.
There were
three pure white houses on the right that I was shown represented the
Palestinians.
There was
one on the left that was more of a bland, earthy colour which represented
Israel.
There were no markings on the buildings, I could just feel who was in them.
The energy coming from the Israeli house was frenetic. I could see the Israeli's were trying to build more houses but they only had one house complete and it was jammed right next to the Palestinian house, giving them no space or privacy.
Very invasive.
My attention was drawn to the fact that
I was being shown a ratio of 3 to 1 - to the Palestinians 'advantage'.
I was meant to remember this, if nothing else. I felt this was related to future military events.
The Israelis furiously kept trying to build their own houses next to the Palestinians houses, but they were not made from the same strong material and foundations as the Palestinians -
the Israeli houses just kept crumbling and falling apart. There was so much negative energy and deep hatred coming from the Israeli's who kept looking at the Palestinians - they called the IDF from their mobiles to bomb the Palestinian houses - annihilate them, so they could build their own houses in their place. I was astonished they would do this, because they were literally standing right next to the Palestinian houses, I was thinking: any idiot could see they could easily be killed. Duhhhhh. However, the Palestinian houses were incredibly strong, completely solid and 100% unharmed, any bombs just glanced off the houses and damaged the Israeli house very badly, half of it became exposed and was in ruins.
It was clear the Palestinians had some form of 'protection' and this enraged the Israelis. They were screaming and going absolutely NUTS, totally psychotic.
The Palestinian houses were humble and simple - but super strong -
very strong walls, much thicker than the Israeli houses - much better designed architecturally - all who were in these houses were safe. The Palestinians did not yell back at the Israelis, they kept quiet, I felt they were praying. Their houses 'glowed' pulsated, with the purest white light and it was obvious that nothing could truly harm them. They knew God's light was with them and within them.
The Israelis got very,
very angry that nothing was working, they hated that they were also basically being ignored, and then in their rage, they mistakenly bombed the living daylights out of their own houses which they were trying to build. The more the Israelis tried to hit the Palestinians, the more the bombs hit themselves. The one house they had managed to build - and all their people - were completely obliterated; they literally turned to dust. The Palestine houses/people were left, luminous and strong and they continued on quietly rebuilding their lives, helping one another.
Perhaps this is just a projection from my consciousness... personally, the thought of
any innocents being slaughtered - no matter what 'camp' they are in is agonising. On many levels I feel this whole event is going to touch people all over the world in a way no other war ever has, I think it is already doing that in many ways. Also, I get a very strong feeling that people who are thinking 'thank GOD I don't live there' or 'bomb them to oblivion' are possibly in for a very rude shock.