I Was Shown How The World Was Created
Back in my 20s, I had a dream about how the world was created. Now, this was no normal dream; it was a lucid dream, and I was fully aware I was dreaming while in the dream.
Sometimes, I wonder if I got these dreams, and there have been many of them, because I have a creative mind, and it just works that way. For some reason, I was chosen to see and know certain events when I dream.
Back in the day, I worked in the graphic arts department of a newspaper in New York, so yes, my mind was and still is a creative one. Living in New York was fast-paced enough, let alone making deadlines for the paper. You know those days when you work so hard, both physically and mentally, then go home and crash, right? This was one of those nights.
Isn’t the mind supposed to rest at night after a day of busyness? Aren’t we supposed to crash at night after a long day of working? Or are we supposed to go to bed at night and dream of how the world was created? Apparently, this night, there was no resting of the mind for me.
I clearly remember the details of the dream. I looked around at the earth, and it looked so young and clean, like a pressed shirt right out of the package. As I looked around, I sensed a presence with me, but I couldn’t see him/her/it, but I felt it. I was able to hear the presence speaking to me, but I couldn’t see it.
“Look, this is how a tree is created,” said the presence.
“You have GOT to be kidding me! THIS is how a tree becomes a tree?” I said.
“And this is how flowers are made, how water got here, and even how animals were formed.” Said the spirit.
“Wow! THIS is how the world was created? THIS is how a tree came to be? THIS is how animals and plants began?” It was so stupid simple, and hidden in plain sight that no one could see it.
The spirit told me, “Your scientists can’t figure it out because they are overthinking everything. They are making things way more complicated than it needs to be.
There are two important things here. One, I noticed that whenever I am dead tired, like beyond exhausted, these dreams happen. The dream I had, “The Night I Traveled To Africa Without Leaving My Bedroom,” was a perfect example.
Secondly, on several occasions, there has been a spirit present next to me, one that I know is there but cannot see, that guides me. I can hear it and feel it, but to this day, even as a Clairvoyant, I have yet to see it.
After walking around in my dream and taking in all this amazing information and beauty about how the world came to be, my “guide” gave me a choice. I could remember some details of the dream, which I’m describing now, and live OR remember everything about how the world was created and die.
Since I was just in my 20s, and as amazing as it was knowing how the world was created even for a brief few minutes, I chose to live and remember just a few details.
Now, here is where it gets even more interesting. When I went to work the next day, I ran to one of my coworkers who shared the same wild mind as mine and told her of my dream.
I don’t remember her name, but I ran up to her and said, “You’re not going to believe this, but I had a dream last night that showed me how the world was created. The kick in the pants is, I can tell you most of it but can’t tell you EXACTLY how it was created.” Before I said my next sentence, she finished it the same time I did! We both said, “Because if you remembered, you would be dead!”
I don’t know how it was possible, but my coworker had the EXACT same dream! I was in shock and could not work for the rest of the day. How was that possible?
I will leave you with this:
There are people who know things, people who remember, and people who suddenly pass in their sleep. It makes you wonder why some people pass in their sleep. I think it’s because they chose to remember.
