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 ( Figure 30.)
The water is the word of God, that was missing, and the two witnesses had died in the desert for lack of water. They had dried up. I had been avoiding church for a long time, and it was time to go back and tell people about the aliens from God.
You need at least two to make a majority when you have one person against another. Also, two eyes, ears, and the binary universes is seen; two is the number of church, and are the markers on either side of a entrance way. Two people (male and female) are needed to make a third. Three equals purpose and two equals church; so when you are married you form one unit which is the church and your purpose equals a child which is three.

FORBIDDEN FRUIT Sept. 6, 1994
A dream of kneeling by the water faucet where I take a bath from the warm water in the hose, at the mouth of the spiral house foundation. Was kneeling looking toward the sky in the north. (I had been looking at stars in the north the night before) Had a peach in each hand with palms held skyward, and knew right then that they were going to take me when that feeling of floating starting. Then "BAWOOSH" kind of slowly, I, all of a sudden started to vibrate in a calm way. Not the buzzing, but a floating strong mild effect. Right then I woke up and started talking to them saying, "I’m glad you came back Jeeze." Today is Roshhashana, the start of the Jewish holiday on the Jubilee year, which only comes once every fifty years. Could this mean I had robbed God's forbidden fruit?
Sept. 7, 1994
A strange dream of a silver snake that was hiding under my vehicle. It crawled off the rear axle leaf spring after I stopped, and someone said, “Look,” as it crawled out and changed into a dog. I had been harassed by barking dogs the day before, and maybe it’s because I always try to attack them when they bark at me.
Sept. 8, 1994
A dream where a elephant, a tiger, and a person were attacking one another, and rolling onto and biting the next. First the elephant, then the tiger, then the person. Because of what one did, the next did to the next in line, and I was glad the person was attacked, because they deserved it for teasing the animal. (I saw an elephant on TV the night before, that was charging, but stopped.)
Woke up from a dream's image of a box of puzzle pieces, and on it said “Redeemed for two dollars.” (I am the puzzle, and Rick spent $2 on me the day before, and they used this in a riddle. They are trying to teach what makes me tick, and why I often end up fighting with people.)
Sept. 10, 1994
Awoke in the morning and had a dream image of a tree that had shed its leaves. It appeared to be a small fruit tree on the north side of the local Jehovah’s Witness church. The morning sun was shining on it's bare yellow limbs, and had just crested the mountain slightly. (This tree must be me, because I was getting ready for winter the day before.) A dream image is a dreamlike picture you see in your mind while awake with eyes closed. This image had so much meaning behind it, and is one of my favorite.
Sept. 11, 1994
Had some sexual dreams of fantasizing about women, and it is obvious they (aliens) know my whole life and are only trying to make me realize this is not to be ashamed of, but is as normal as anything.
Heard a "beep," when I said, “No more dogs please.” The one neighbor's dog barks constantly, and I actually went up and woke him out of bed and complained. Later the dog was gone, but is back again. I have developed many enemies because of all these dogs, and it can ruin your life, if you have sensitive ears.

MOUNT TABOR Sept. 12, 1994
A dream of playing the flute, and thought I heard a door shut in the other room. Kept playing, and then all of a sudden someone entered the door, and I was in a state of extreme fear that is beyond explanation. (They can induce emotions in you, and will do this to cure your phobias.)
Later, an image of someone’s pants that were dropped at the gate of the Mount Tabor Monastery on the hill. (I had been there earlier, telling my story to Father Bonaface, and later realized this dream meant I had gone naked into that place with nothing to hide about God or his will for me.) After that, I saw a image of one of the onion domes on the roof that appeared to be a phallic symbol of a person’s fist flipping off the finger toward heaven. I was shocked because the Father was kind, but told me to not waste my time, even though God has told me to witness. The next day, I wrote the dream down, and headed up the road on my bike, where I met a monk doing mail errands who delivered it to the Father. I don't think he took it seriously, but the dream speaks for itself. They have gold onion domes on their church, and one over the front road entrance. They are a small Byzantine church that holds very old rituals.
Later that night of Sept.12, I had a mild floating feeling and knew they were with me.
Sept. 14, 1994
A dream of a cat that looked like it was scorched by a fire. (The day before, I was battling the dogs that bark again, and thought “I wish I just had a cat again.”) The cat in the dream appeared again, and I hugged it. It was a kitten that was roasted black looking. It was such a feeling of love when I picked it up off my bed, because it appeared hungry, and I was going to feed it. The fact that it was burned meant it had been transformed from a dog to a cat, because fire is the transformer. Maybe there's a further message.
Sept. 16, 1994
A dream of a girl who really liked me and wanted to go with and be with me. I couldn’t believe it, because I saw myself in a mirror and didn’t think I looked very good or felt worthwhile. This gave me hope that people will like me even if I don’t think I’m good enough.

SMALL LIGHT SPOTS
I have seen what is like a light that is a spot in my vision while looking toward the sky. A faint spot that is there at first, but when I look again it’s just not there. This has happened three times now. Once when looking out a window of my trailer to the south, and twice in the northern sky while standing outside in broad daylight. It is a faint white spot, sparkle of light that is just there, but when you look away for a second, it's gone. They have also shown this light when eyes are closed and laying in bed. The light appears right after I think certain thoughts that are relevant. I quickly reflect back on what was just thought "before" the light appeared. It is a way of speaking that is similar to the beep in the left ear. It happens when I think of them.

RED STRIPES Sept. 18,1994
It was a Sunday. A dream about sitting in a temple with a bunch of other people. My clothes were a white gown that had two, inch wide red stripes a foot apart that ran vertically on the left side of the robe. Everybody else had white robes on, and I didn’t want them to see these stripes, and kind of hid them in the robe when I folded it across my chest. I was at the back of the room on the floor. It was like a bunch of monks sitting on the floor. (I have a similar robe that overlaps the same way in the front, and is completely dark red. Whenever I have worn it in the past, I have thought of Jesus, and it makes me feel like some sort of holy person.
It is a Sunday, and time to witness. Awoke with a vision of Victorian houses that were passing by. This was similar to the houses when I saw the vision of the two witnesses that kept going by three times. (See Sept. 4) Also had a mild floating feeling during this.
Went to church that day and got in an argument.
Sept. 19, 1994
An image vision of a eyeball, and after that a vision of pieces of paper with writing on them that were randomly spread out and stacked on top of each other. As in the vision of the houses passing by; the papers now also appeared in a fashion where it was appearing in a curve, or as a piece of a circle that is unfolding.
Watched "Unsolved Mysteries" the night before, and saw the "Rosswell" story, and the story in the New York mountains, about the "Alagash four" who were abducted.
Went to church the day before, and got in a argument. I told a person that saucers are from God. The guy said “But when Christ comes back, every eye shall see." I said “They will see it; On TV.” Told him "Believe it or not." He said "I don't."
Now I realize the meaning of the vision of the eye, and the writing on the spread out pieces of paper. I didn't realize it would be seen on paper also. This means to write a book.
Sept. 20, 1994
Seeing a horse with someone on it. A big white towel or sheet was over the complete horse and rider, and Binja and I were up on the steep hill above it, with a big flashlight. First we shined the light on some animals in the brush, and then saw that the white sheet covered horse and rider, was now sneaking across a creek and starting up the trail. I was afraid, knowing it was after us. We took off up some steps cut in the dirt. One step; the third, had a clear crystal rock stuck in it. We tried to hide in the bushes from the strange horse and rider. I awoke afraid. (The setting where this dream took place is the same hill where we ripped off the hippie's pot. We had climbed that hill, and saw their tracks later, where they had come after us. We had done that in revenge, because they had strung a cable across the road and almost cut my brother's and his friend's necks off when they drove into it in a topless dune buggy.)
This scene is also similar to the time we were riding motorcycles in the mountains, and had found a hunting camp, and we drank their beer, when all of a sudden two guys on horses came trotting up the hill and we were busted. They said," Don't come back," and let us go. This was ten or more years ago.
I went back to sleep, and later that night, had a update of the horse and rider dream, where I peeked back down the steps and saw a person sitting there in the bushes, but then I quickly left and woke up.
Another dream of riding my scooter down a wet road that was very steep sideways and with dirt in the road sometimes, and was afraid of slipping. Then came to a old barn that was at a old town. A bunch of people were inside, and people singing on stage. The girls were singing the same song that was on the radio then when I awoke briefly. I peered into the door, and thought the girl with the nice voice saw me. Then I went to the other side of the building and peered in again at the girl, but was hiding from her. Then was getting ready to leave and saw a guy with a quart of beer who looked grubby. I was paranoid of him but he didn’t try to mess with me. He walked away and made a fart, and I was kind of grossed out. Then woke up. I was kind of like the grubby guy it seemed.

THE SUN AND WIND Sept. 21, 1994
Had a vision of what looked like a old piece of plywood that was weather worn, and I could see the face of the sun in the cracks of it, similar to the ancient Indian sun design on cliff paintings. ( Figure 31.) Wasn’t sure what it meant, but later that morning, had another vision of a tee shirt that was spinning in a circle with the collar the center of the circle. It just kept unfolding around the central collar. There was writing on it in black square letters, that seemed to be a old style fancy script with sharp corners. I thought it seemed religious. Also saw part of a cross in one of the capital T’s, but there were E’s and other letters, and the shirt was gray. After the vision, I saw a vague vision of the letters still swirling around in a spiral or circle.
They (aliens) were telling me to hurry up and put the old plywood sheeting on the wood trailer I had been rebuilding for the winter. The face of the sun on the plywood meant it will be warm; and the tee shirt meant it was a covering to keep warm. The sun cracks on the wood is like the letters on the shirt. God's word will cover and warm the earth.
Sept. 24, 1994
The day before, I was working outside and saw where a branch had been, that had scratched in the wind and polished the paint on the back of my aluminum trailer. The branch had died and wasn't even there anymore.
Last night at 11:30, I awoke from a light sleep and heard what sounded like a branch of a oak tree scratching on the outside of my head. It even sounded like scratching on the aluminum wall of my trailer. This was so clear; like it was actually in my head. Right when I woke up it was gone. (Could this mean that winter winds are coming and to prepare for winter? Thought about it, and later realized that the wind is the spirit, and it was scratching on my head. See John 8 in the bible.) This is one of my favorite riddles they gave. Like I said before: “They can make you hear sounds.”
Had been drinking that day and was feeling kind of scratchy or groggy when I awoke, and saw much bright lights behind the eyes. Then I started feeling jealous and angry at my family because I was left out: and saw a image of a bee, and thought “Don’t get stung.” Later thought about how so many businesses rob your money, trick you, and don’t really do anything: Then I saw a mosquito, which meant they suck your blood.

WENT TO CHURCH Sept. 25, 1994
Went to church today at the Baptist Church in Ukiah. I arrived early and went to bible study. After the teacher talked for awhile and some people asked a few questions, I and raised my hand and came right out and told everyone I was taken by aliens and they’re from God. I just wanted to get it over-with, so I wouldn't be nervous. The teacher acted with no response, as if he didn't even hear, and just kept talking. He once mentioned he had been preaching for forty years. Nobody came to even discuss it with me, except one nice lady I got in a argument with, and she wouldn’t believe. She said "You're supposed to be here worshipping Jesus, and not acting like you're important or something."
Later after service I told the pastor; who actually believed and had heard about the subject, but he seemed upset and said "That doesn't change anything." I told other people at the "once a month coffee and cookie meeting," and one guy said he doesn’t believe anyone who claims this stuff. Told another lady who actually seemed to believe.
It's not easy to convince people you're Jesus, and as long as you don't tell them the whole story, they might believe you were visited by aliens.
Last Sunday, when I went to the small foursquare church, one person had got my name at the door; then later he was preaching; and he stopped and all of a sudden put me on the spot in front of the whole congregation. He said "Mark, I feel that you have come here to share something with us, or you have something to tell us." All of a sudden I was on the spot, and blurted out that I was visited by aliens from God, and that's why I'm here. He said "But every eye shall see him." I said "Every eye will: On TV." Got in a argument with the same pastor after service when I said ”They speak to me in visions.” He said "I don’t see Christ in you." I said “Either believe it or don’t.” He said “I don’t.”
Other people seemed to have a open mind. This Sunday was the day before the vision of Sept. 19, and is related to it.
Sept. 26, 1994
Had a vision of what was like sheets of dark cloud covering the sky, which was lighter. This happened about three times in one vision. Was worried about the possibility of rain, but it was clear. They will sometimes give a vision or image of your worst fear, even if it doesn’t happen.
About four Sundays ago, after seeing the vision of the two witnesses, I started going back to church to witness. I first went to the Jehovah’s Witness Church and told a few people there. My old mentor, the guy who used to try to help me, didn’t want to have anything to do with me and this business. He was very paranoid and superstitious. Other people seemed to not really care, or maybe it hadn’t sunken in yet. I told this one other guy, and later we were talking about how he and his dad never got along. His dad always treated him like dirt, but he wanted to forgive him before he died. I said "Yea, I know what you mean, my dad and I were the same way." I found it to be true at the other churches also: that people didn’t really react, and were more interested in other topics, and I’m not sure why. I’m still so amazed about the aliens, and this is even old for me; but when you’re part of it, I guess it’s different.

THE CLIMBING TREE Sept. 27, 1994
It started at the big climbing tree; the dream about swimming down a long river or canal. A friend was with me as we took long arm strokes, and I could really feel the water swooshing where my palms curved into the water while stroking. It was a really fun floating feeling, and ended down in the valley. The person swimming with me was a spiritual advisor. It was like saying "Let's take a journey into the past and learn secrets and seek knowledge."
Then had another dream about pictures I took. In one there were lights in the sky behind the people. There were a bunch of pictures, and all of them had flying saucers in the background; maybe three saucers. I forgot to recall, but it is likely there were three pictures. One picture had a big silver plate someone was holding up, that looked like a saucer at first.
Had a vision after I awoke briefly, where there was a milk carton, and then a dark shade or curtain was pulled over it. Later saw a dream image of a very small baby crying in a fit with hands grasping. Later saw a squirrel out on the road as if I was seeing it at ground level. (Could mean the squirrel was in danger of death. That area by the big trees is where many squirrels have been run over.)
A dream of a solid rock road that went around a corner. There was a big scrape down the center of the rock road, like heavy equipment damage. Around the corner on a rock wall was a rock face that changed from one face to another shaped face about ten times. I then looked down the hill and saw right below a little, there was a big rock slab altar. The same effect changing faces is also seen in the Aug. 31,1994 dream.
Right now as of Jan. 31,1995, while editing this, I just heard a "beep" when reading the sentence about the changing faces on the rock wall. The beep was in the right ear, which is rare. Usually it's the left. Right is conscious, left is unconscious.
Later another dream about going down the rock road and around the corner, and saw the rock changing faces again. It just stayed in one place like a face at Mount Rushmore, but was one face that was constantly changing from one to another with a warping effect. I didn’t see the rock slab altar down the hill this time. This makes "two" times I saw that.
Later a dream of trying to tell a guy about my walk with God story, and how the visions are as clear as TV. He was going “Ho hum,” and didn’t appear very impressed. I was feeling upset, but didn’t show it. I just stopped talking about it and went and sat down to eat some greasy brown sugar dessert while he was busy talking to someone else. It wasn’t worth getting upset trying to get people to listen.
The night before, also had a dream about two dogs I wanted to kick or something. After that, saw a small snake on the floor. Also, the night before I was trying to think of the image of a girl I saw once, but saw a witch’s face of some sort with a pointed canine tooth that scared me. I have been worried about trusting women. The girl I was trying to think of had a big flower hat and was swinging on a swing.
Also, the night before, had a dream of a bunch of foam ear plugs that spilled onto the floor and I was trying to pick them up, but a bunch of kids were trying to take them at first.
I think I’ve figured out the "milk, baby and squirrel" vision and dream image sequence: The baby is upset there won’t be enough milk, and that's why he becomes a pack rat, or squirrel that is always trying to store up so much stuff for fear of there not being enough, or it will go hungry and die. It fits me and it is a secret they have shown me.
The changing faces in the rock are maybe split personalities or compulsive people who live in me, and the rock slab altar is a place to sacrifice or integrate a few of these sins or personalities. To have something killed to make up for this evil and have it drawn off, is the reason for the stone sacrifice altar.
The first dream about swimming from the big tree to the heart of the valley, meant that the tree was the ladder from heaven, and the water is the word of God or river of life. We swam down to the valley center of the world, and the person who swam with me was my other self maybe; or was actually a old friend, but I’m not sure exactly why. He could have been my witness. It does takes two to exchange ideas, and two equals church.

THE ANGEL WITH HORN Sept. 28, 1994
The night before, saw a image of a doorway built over a cornerstone foundation block, and passed through two pillars, right on the corner of a building. Where you walked in there was a slight square lip edge that you might stumble over. The door went mostly through the corner pillar. I could see the lip of a right angle corner stone where one would walk through, which was the threshold. ( Figure 32.) It was a stumbling stone.
Later that morning I was listening to Brother Camping say that “There will be no ridicule and condemnation for those who have been saved, or experienced the first resurrection.” Right then I heard a “Beep” in my left ear.
Later that night, had a dream of a crew of Mexicans picking the vineyard, and the next morning awoke and they had just passed by and were heading up the field. (Psychic dream)
Heard a "beep" the day before when I saw a cat and thought “Wow, it doesn’t even care that I’m here.” It acted like I wasn’t even there. The feeling of being watched is not on my mind like it used to be. That is the meaning of the beep.
Oct. 1, 1994
A dream in the morning, where we were watching three lights in the sky, like a group of airplanes, and one of them became an angel in a white robe that had a golden horn carried under it's arm that was facing behind. It was passing across the sky, west to east, and became hidden by some trees. We rushed around the trees to see it some more, but was gone. It had some blue around the head maybe, but was a glowing perfect angel with a golden horn. That was what I’d done the night before at a party at Ken's. I was telling everybody about my angel's constantly. The angel scene was above the big pine trees at Ken's. Ken's alter name for his place is "Moon pine." The idea of the moon reflecting behind the pines is seen. Angel is spelled almost like angle, as in "right angle."
Oct. 2, 1994
Went to church today and it was quite a day. Stopped at the Calvary Chapel site, which used to be the old Mission Thrift store, where I had heard the three kisses when I asked the spirit about Pat Robinson’s book, “Life's 200 Most Asked Questions.” This was when they first consciously came to me back in January of 1993. Anyway, I went there and had a talk with four church leaders before the service. Everyone put up a major argument except the guy at the door who seemed to accept my story. Others said “No no, I don’t believe it.” One claimed I was using this to get attention. I really cut that guy to pieces. I told him that, "For someone who hasn’t even studied the subject or been one of the contactee's, your not very smart in your attitude." Later before the service the one older leader of the church showed me the door and said “If you’re going to talk about this during service, then you can leave; but you can stay if you don’t bring it up.” His mouth was shaking and I could tell he was angry. Earlier I had said to him, “You will believe it.” When he said “I don’t believe,” I told him that if Jesus walked in today you would probably try to run him out of here. Told him the aliens have me playing the role of Jesus. Told one young preacher that they come from a parallel dimension that is a physical world like ours. He said "No way, it's a spiritual world; the bible doesn't say that." I told him of the visions they showed me that prove it. He said "It's from Satan, and
when God comes back it won't be in a flying saucer." I said "Why not, what do you know?" Later I left after service and didn’t try to talk anymore. I will be back after awhile to try again.
After that I got on my scooter and visited three other churches, and was able to spout my story out quickly to the preachers. After telling him "aliens are from God and are breeding people," one preacher said “How can I help you?” I said “I’m here to help you," and told him I would come back later. This was the Lutheran church I went to as a kid, but hadn't been there for a long time. Our old pastor, Pastor Soan was gone. We would call him pastor Zone. That was a long time ago. Now I'm the pastor from the outer zone, if you can believe that.
Later at the little Baptist church, a person said “Would you like some food to eat?” I said “I have some food for you to eat, some food for thought.” I told the pastor what happened. Both were very receptive, and had even heard or read about it. One said “Thank you for being honest.” The other said “Come back sometime.”
Also visited the big Baptist church again, and talked to the preacher again. He believes, but doesn't even seem interested in details, or even cares to talk about it.
Heard a beep that night when thinking about all the letters I had sent, and what possible impact they had. Right then heard a "beep" in my right ear when I thought that very many would be influenced.

THE TALKING MOUNTAIN Oct. 3, 1994
In the middle of the night, had a vision of a talking mountain; a big mountain or hill that had a big slit of a mouth open up like it was speaking. This was a vision that was in a dream, which is very rare. It is actually a vision while you are asleep and is in the context of a dream. You remember it as a dream, that had a vision, and mild floating mixed into it. This is only the second or third "vision in a dream."
A dream of driving a tractor with tracks over possibly soft ground, but didn’t sink in.
Was in a room and someone shoved me out the door.
Was on a race track with four horses around me that were carrying my cart or something. The horses were black, and the one bigger black horse was now broken loose and in front of us, and throwing gravel and rocks from its hooves. The little black horse was still with me running along side my cart.
Later awoke out of a dream where there was a sharp safety pin that was taken and stuck into the inner thigh of a baby and came out again, like when you pin a diaper. I was afraid. Maybe a sex and violence dream, or a clue in a puzzle, such as strict toilet training.
Oct. 5, 1994
The night before, I thought of writing a bad letter. The thought of vinegar came in a bright flash. Then I decided it would be unnecessary and overkill.
Later while laying in bed dozing, I was thinking of the preacher on Family Radio, who kept screaming about the end of the world in Sept. 1994, and how everyone’s going to hell. Right then I saw a vague brief image of a shark that had its big dorsal fin all chewed up. (Right now as I'm writing these notes, I heard static and a beep. The shark might be me.)
The next morning, had a dream where I woke up and there was a silver craft like a boat out on a lake, and people were watching me as I was trying to put my washed, now drying clothes in baskets, because rain was getting everything wet. Then there were two baby deer (like the one I tried to catch and save) and one had a chop on its leg and seemed dead; the other was alive and tied. I was going to club it because it was supposed to be dead. Right then I awoke very guilty and afraid the people in the boat might see me. Also, before this, I was embarrassed they might see me getting dressed. (Had tried to kill a rat the day before and had crushed its leg, and it was screaming and got away. I had been feeling very guilty and cruel. Somehow this dream is a mix of sex and violence, guilt and anger, and the fear of knowing that God knows all.
Later that morning while laying in bed, was thinking of the rat I tried to kill, and why I was in such a killing mood. Right then saw a image of a beer can sitting on a tin roof, right where the day before I was worried about water splashing in, because of the rain. Was worried about water damage. Had also quit drinking two days before and realized that drinking sometimes makes me get angry. (I heard static and a beep while writing this.)
Oct. 7, 1994
Woke up in the middle of the night, from a perfect dream of a big stack of papers with writing on them. Some were scattered around. On the radio right then was some obscure talk related to "writing it down or organizing your thoughts."
I had been asking for a "beep" the day before, wondering if I should really write a book. If I try to ask for a "beep" to a question, they won't respond. Only twice have they ever responded with a "beep" to a question. Once while riding my scooter to town, and I asked if I should turn back, because of a strange scraping noise in my motor. They actually answered about five seconds later, and I turned back. The noise became worse even, and it later was found to be a loose nut on the clutch. The only other time they responded to a question, was once when I flopped my big motorcycle and tore a patch out of my hand. That night I said "Jeeze," as if needing help, and then there was a "beep". This was very early on when I was just getting to know how they spoke with the beep.

THE BREAD OF LIFE
Later in a dream I remember talking to a guy in the back of a pickup truck. He said I could have been preparing my story, and that he had wrote many stories about mysteries. Then saw a sign on the side of the road, like a grave marker with a girl’s name, of Lilith, or Amy. Her last name was blanked out with parts of letters exposed under the blank. It was a advertisement sign, lit and yellow, by the side of the road near the fence in a empty field with a little pile of cement rubble further out. The empty field was dry grass, and as we passed by in the back of the truck, a old friend of mine threw a piece of raisin cinnamon swirl bread out into the field. I wanted to stop and go retrieve it, because he had given someone else a piece, but threw mine out in this barren field.
Had been thinking the day before about the saying, “Sugar and spice and everything nice is what little girls are made of; and snails and puppy dog tails is what little boys are made of."
The girl is the bread of life that has to be retrieved and the field built upon. This field even resembled a small field south of Boonville where I'm going to help sheet rock a small new winery in a week.
Also, when I was talking to the guy in the back of the truck, about writing my story better: I had a package that I broke a section off of and wrapped it separate to work on later. When I awoke out of that dream I heard a faint high-pitched “beep” for awhile. They are telling me to go ahead and improve the story, and also get married. It is the union of Heaven and earth.
Oct. 8, 1994
The day before, I got a lot of free beer from a leftover keg and got real drunk. Woke up in the night and saw a image of a termite, and only now realize that they infest your house and break it down. Knew it meant that bugs were present and thought maybe I should break the gallons of beer, but it was such a waste. If only I would just drink a couple, and not so much. Later awoke and saw a broken spilled beer bottle by the side of the road near a friend’s house, who also drinks a lot.
Had a bad headache from drinking too much. Heard a buzz right after that, that just kept ringing. It was a high-pitched medium intensity buzz in both ears that lasted a long time. Thought I was starting to see a vision but couldn’t see what it was. Later that morning, had a clear vision of a guy with glasses on, like a bookworm kid. Then slowly this shy looking face started to transform into a bigger, hideous monster’s face with purple stripes, and big teeth and eyes. I couldn’t quite see the mouth, but thought I saw teeth. It was obvious they were telling me that when you drink you become a different person. I am going to try to only drink two beers a day until all the free beer is gone, and then quit again.
Later on this night, had a dream of being with a bunch of guys on old style tote goats by the old school. It was dark, and I looked up in the sky and saw in the middle of a big pink cloud, a bright purple wobbly spot. I said “Look,” and looked away for a split second, and then looked back and it was gone. Only the pink cloud remained. Then there was a eerie glow of red or pink mist in a ditch in front of us. It was dusk and it seemed that a weird face was forming in the reddish glowing mist above this glow in the ditch, but wasn’t clear. That's when I looked over and saw the broken beer bottle with suds all around, and then woke up.
A few nights ago I remember a dream of a Cheshire Cat that was smiling. It had two eggs that looked like eyes, squinched on the edges like squinting.

IT'S A JUNGLE OUT THERE Oct. 10, 1994
Went to church today and at the first church, told a few people. Most didn’t seem very interested, and didn’t want to even listen. The ones that did say they heard about it, didn’t care for more information.
Afterwards, I went to another church and told three people who listened with interest. One appeared to believe; one argued that I should know Jesus; and one left with no comment. Afterwards I told the head preacher, who was very paranoid and said to never come back. We had a major argument and he said "I am the spiritual leader of this congregation, and you're not going to preach flying saucers are from God." Told him "They came to me, and told me to tell all the churches, and I have come from a higher authority. He said “I don’t believe you or your story.” I said "I've seen your type before; you are paranoid and refuse to study the signs in the world today, like the bible says to do. He said "You've really got me pegged don't you?" Told him how God is playing the role of Satan to prepare the churches, and tried to explain how they come from a parallel dimension and are breeding us. It was of no use, and he started quoting scripture, such as "Whosoever adds to the words of the prophesy of this book etc." (The last verse in the bible.) He said it was Satan, and said "I don't want to see you back here again!" That really upset me, and I said "Someday you will apologize to me; we'll just wait and see!" I think it scared him. This was my home town church.
Later that day I visited another church, and only a few people were just leaving. I said “The aliens are coming,” and they just kind of laughed.
Later that day I told other people and most didn’t react unusually.
That night I woke up and was very angry about that one preacher, and kept going over our argument. Later had a vision of a monkey’s head, or gorilla that was looking at me through the crotch of a tree, and it was just jungle behind this ape. I kept thinking “What does this mean?” At first I couldn’t figure it out, but later that day realized that “it is a jungle out there."
Later a dream about being greedy, and saw a vision of a bunch of hands. A dream where I stole something and then was mad because someone stole it from me. Kept thinking about that preacher and how mad I felt about him telling me “I don’t want to see you back here again.”
Another vision of what was a square spider web, or a mass of concentric squares with a cross through it. ( Figure 33.) This was exactly like looking down on the top of a stepped pyramid from the air. I just realized that, on the top of the pyramid is where the sacrifice is held.
Later was thinking about the preacher again, and then saw a image of a small bird’s body wrapped in plastic, like a Cornish game hen. When I saw the small bird body (but seemed even smaller like a pigeon or dove) I finally realized that “this was a offering,” or “you are an offering,” and should not take it personally. Also, a few times during the night I felt a slight rocking feeling that is the slow vibration they sometimes do to make me know they are there.
Also, that night, had a dream of beating dogs on the head with a wooden mallet. Some were bloody, and this one white poodle was only a little bloody. I was shocked but glad the blood didn’t ruin it's nice white fur. Right then I awoke and the dogs were barking again, and I turned the radio up louder so I could get some sleep.
Also had a dream of taking cookies, and was feeling guilty I took too many. Had five in my hand and other people were there taking some. My sister-in-law and other people were watching, and I was wondering if I had been too greedy. But no; maybe a little though. Was just worried is all, but deserved five. Do you realize that five is the number of judgment and salvation? Do you realize that when they first came to me (that I remember) there were five shorter ones standing at a distance, and one taller one standing over me.

ALL WASHED UP Oct. 11, 1994
A dream of talking to a girl. Another guy was there as we walked out of a warehouse. Was trying to tell her how I speak with the aliens, and she seemed bored. I was intent on explaining how they beep me, and she seemed not interested.
Then had a vision of a woman’s lower face, and her teeth were jagged looking; a beautiful looking mouth of a woman, but her teeth were messed up where her canines were. Couldn’t figure it out, but a little later I saw a image of a spider or tick slowly crawling up someone’s skin. I still didn’t know for sure, because the image was so vague, but knew it must be a clue. Then a little later I heard a sucking sound like something going down a pipe, and then "GOOSH," I saw a dark skin, or dead animal of some sort go floating down the creek. It had just been sucked from the bottom of the pond, down the pipe.
Finally figured out that if I talk too much and get people angry, because I hog the conversation, they will bite and kill me, and I will be all washed up when it comes to women in particular. So now I realize that if I go to church to meet woman, I must not try to convert them on the first day. This has been my downfall already.
Anyway, I was thinking about this the next night, and saw a image of a "button,” like one you push to start a car, or radio. It took a while to realize that the button was the vehicle to start the action in overcoming my tribulations in dealing with the world, and the way I relate and interact with people. The button was the point of action in learning to be tactful when revealing my double life. Everybody has a story to tell, and nobody likes a person who thinks the world revolves around them. But "WOW!" do I have a story I just can't get over. "You sound like a real evangelist," one preacher said. That was Father Bonaface, up the hill. I guess it has to happen to the other person, before it's a big deal. I can understand this now, as I'm editing the story.
Later, was thinking about the girl in Willits who had babies taken from her by the aliens. Was thinking that “they didn’t come back anymore,” and I saw a image in my mind of broken green glass, like a bottle was broken on her carport. Then realized that it was a broken vessel. Another words: “She was a broken vessel” and was of no use anymore because she rejected them.
Later had a vague dream of talking to someone at a playground where there was a tennis court and a sandbox. I said “Do you remember when we talked there?" After this, a vision of what seemed like radio waves coming from heaven in concentric circles radiating from a center point. Then another picture of a beam of light like a cone a saucer shoots down to the landscape. It took a long time to realize that this means “We are playing a game.” In other puzzles they have given, you have to look at the “setting,” which was a playground in this case. The concentric waves and cone beam of light must be the way they speak to you through some sort of electromagnetic or whatever method that is beamed into your brain from the other side. It could mean something else though. They could have a implant of some sort that might be a receiver or tracking devise; so I've heard, but am still not really sure. I thought there was a sore needle hole inside my mouth by the left ear, when they came to me. I thought it was a implant.

THE HUNTING CABIN
Later was dreaming of fighting with my brother over a bird-shaped tube of toothpaste. He was talking in sign language to me. I was just trying to hit him, and was in a angry state, and then had a vision of what looked like a hole in the ground, or a grave with a pile of dirt nearby.
Later I was angry again and saw yellow specks like light which I thought meant "Yes, you see the truth." Later saw another "grave" hole from over-head at a distance. Later was what appeared to be a huge tire that was rolling over me. Later awoke from a vivid dream where I opened a door to a old house that was the old hunting cabin, up on the mountain, (This is on the side of God's mountain.) and was shocked to feel a cold air, and the smell of death. Blood was smeared all over the floor and bed. A big pack rat nest was in the corner, and I knew the dead body was in pieces in the rat's nest. There was a fireplace with ashes everywhere, and a killer had been there. The whole place smelled like a rude place of death, and with the cold chill air, it was a horrible sight with bed clothes and ashes and thick smeared blood that looked like a slaughterhouse. I could see how somebody tried to scrape it up, but was a mess, and with the big pack rat’s nest in the left corner of the room.
Later was thinking about the rat’s nest, and a thought crossed my mind that there was a diamond ring glistening in that nest somewhere, but then remembered there is a dead body there. Must mean I have some dying to do; to realize I'm a killer, or to face death. The meaning is similar to the changing rock face and sacrifice altar of Sept. 27,1994. The diamond is the valuable stone that's buried in all that(pack rats nest)stuff. The stone has been cut to reflect a perfect light; the light God has given you. In other words: “Instead of getting angry at preachers, and being jealous or mad at people, and trying to shove my story down every-body’s throat: I should try to be more like Jesus, and with grace and calmness, be like a duck and let the water just roll off my back.”

GABRIEL IS ABOUT TO BLOW HIS HORN
Heard a talk show on the radio yesterday; (Family Radios open forum.) Someone said a report has been circulating that a person gave a hitchhiker a ride, and the guy was sitting in the back seat. Then he said “Gabriel is about to blow his horn.” When the driver looked back, the guy was just gone, and there was no way he could of gotten out. He was gone into thin air! This is similar to "Men in Black" who come and give a sinister message and then are not there, after you turn you head for a second, and then look back.
This happened to a friend who was from our original UFO group. He said he was in San Francisco on a busy street, and a man in black (who looked Oriental) pulled him aside and said “People are gluttons and the world is being ruined by greedy people," or something. Then he looked away for a split second, and looked back, and the guy was just totally gone into thin air! He had disappeared.
Also, this friend said he looked up and saw a blue or purple cloud that had blinking rotating lights. It was shooting small disks out that seemed to disappear. He was shouting at people to look, but it was like everyone was deaf. No one else on a busy city street saw it. This could be altered reality, that only he saw. I told him "I will believe anything you tell me," because I know they can do some amazing things. He also said that he saw a guy's face changing from one face to another. It was actually in reality; a man's face changing to a different face, one personality after the other! This even sounds just like my visions of the changing faces on the rock. (Aug. 31, 1994) I know this sounds weird, but you never know some of the high technology they have. They can alter reality obviously. What is amazing is that I had the same type of dream twice, before he told me this. It is true that we used to go the same UFO support group before any of this happened.
Oct. 12, 1994
That night, was thinking about the night before, and how they gave me the visions about the girl’s face with the weird teeth and later the spider; the drowned pack rat; the fighting, and picture of a grave and tire rolling over me in a vision; and the room in the old hunting cabin up on the mountain where there was a death scene with blood everywhere, and lots of ashes by the fireplace.
The idea that the mountain is the place of sacrifice, and the fire is the transformation, and death, fits in. The pack rat’s nest, (I am the pack rat) and the earlier drowned rat was bitten by the spider woman: means that if I try to preach the gospel (water) or word, I will drown in it, and be washed up down the creek, by the women or anyone else for that matter; so if I want a girl, then don’t try to drown them with this.
Oct. 13, 1994
The day before, in many dream images, saw a small wall of rocks on the pond's edge, and the grass moved where the water rat's nest was in the bank. (There used to be a water rats burrow in the dam, and I was even recently thinking about that, and how I was the pack rat.) Later saw a rock face looking out, near the pack rat’s hole. Saw grass move where I was splitting wood. (Had been splitting much wood the day before.)
Later saw a rat or mouse trap. Later saw a pair of worn out sandals on the seat of my scooter, and finally realized that my scooter’s rear tire was totally bald, and I better change it before a cop stops me; or in other words, "before I get caught." (Had even been almost followed by a cop recently, and was afraid he might stop me for this.)
Later was thinking of the one preacher who believed my story about aliens from God, but he still didn’t seem interested in details. (This was at the big Baptist church.) Right then saw a sledge hammer miss the wedge and hit the handle. Later was thinking of the girl I stole peaches from, and thought to give her a jar of canned peaches. Right then saw the sledge hit the maul dead center. (The grass that moved where I was splitting wood, must be the pack rat. I have a pile of wood now that will last five to seven years at least, and am still worried there won't be enough. I also have very many rocks.)

Oct. 14, 1994
Vision of a bunch of stuffed animals? maybe, on a bed or in a room. Later had the same vision again. One small stuffed pony, and other animals in a room like a rock cave.
Later a image of a cement foundation block that had a crack in it.
Later a dream of finding a rock with a triangle dish on top; turned it over and was a bowl shape. Found a few others and was trying to put them in a bag.
There was a bunch of kids drinking milk.
Saw some grapes on the edge of a field along the fence line that had been un-picked. Realized this represents the girls who are still available. Later was thinking about a room, and saw a person laying on a couch.

JESUS IS THE ONLY WAY Oct. 15, 1994
A dream of a Indian speaking on religious matters; awoke, and on the radio was a Native American speaking on a religious channel about the differences of religions.
Later a dream of smoking pot and there was a whole table of buds. Some are being weighed on a scale, and I was smoking a pipe. This happened twice and I was shocked because I had promised to quit.
Earlier that evening, I was thinking “Why had the guy I was going to work sheet rock with, not stopped by to get me?” Right then, had a dream like image of a bunch of pieces of toast that had fallen out of a square styrofoam container, like a fast food breakfast. Thought it must mean that the deal fell through or the food was dropped.
Later heard dogs barking again at night, and didn’t want to get angry, so I turned the radio up. Later a dream of my brother standing and looking angry at me, like the other neighbor did also. I didn’t want to go make a scene again.
Dreamt a dog was mad at being tied up, and I felt sorry for it. A few times during the night, I felt a mild undulating floating like they are rocking to calm you.
Oct. 16, 1994
Had many dreams and images. Was at a church; but before that I had a ice pick on my way to church. (This meant I was there to do damage) Later was listening to the person next to me speak of how Jesus was the only way by which you can be saved to set you free from guilt, and he died to set you free. Right then I spoke up saying “I was taken by saucers from God,” and then saw a image of dog shit on my foot I had just stepped in, as I entered the door. Must mean, “you are stinking up the sacred word.” Later the preacher kept talking, saying “And Jesus is the only way,” and I heard a door slam; then awoke and found that the preacher was on the radio and my dream was mixed with this.
Later was trying to put my Schipperke dog in my coat to carry him home on my scooter. Saw a big glass wine bottle with a long neck being filled with wine, and some flowers put in it and left by a girl’s door. Saw what looked like a battery core black rod in a bag with white stuff like hand lotion on it and messy.
At first I didn’t know what to think. Then saw a glass or plastic vial; the type you break the tip off, to dispense the contents. There was also this white creamy stuff in it. Then saw a girl I used to know that walked past me and was standing there. Later had a vague vision that started off as a blurry cloud and slowly a gold baby’s foot or shoe and leg was hanging down as if from heaven.
Had been trying to take a girl out the day before, and she had turned me down. Now I will try again with this other one.
Why try to convert the churches and have the people turn on you. You can’t compete with Jesus unless you want to die. How can you ever get any girls that way? So, this Sunday I’m going to take off and try to pick up a girl instead of beating my head against a wall. God will eventually change everyone’s mind. It's a job one man can’t do in this town, and Jesus will reign supreme until then, because he paid the ultimate price.
Later, a vision of resin in a pipe stem as a warning to not going back to smoking. The day before was a image of a pack of pipe cleaners.

THEY'RE ALL CRAZY Oct. 17, 1994
About a half week ago, I called a old friend of my father’s again, who is a psychiatrist. He has written books about Swedenborg, who was a 17th Century seer, and was in touch with spirits. I called him and said “They still speak to me in dreams and visions, and I have stories of others that are similar.” He asked “Have you been taking any pills?” I asked “What do you mean?” He said “For your illness.” He said I was crazy and schizophrenic, and to tell my mother to get me some pills for mental illness. He said "These people are all schizophrenic, and I used to work with many patients who heard voices. I said "They always beep me in the ear, and they don't really speak with voices, but use mostly dreams and visions, but I have a few times heard a voice." Once I heard "Hay there," and they're speaking to many people now. I said "I can’t believe that you spend your whole life writing about people in touch with God, and when someone comes to you, you don’t believe it." Told him I have a whole suitcase full of books of similar stories. I said "They told me I am Jesus, and I want you to become one of my apostles." He said "There are thousands of crazy people claiming the same kind of thing. I told him "That's because God is raising up many prophets in these end times, and they (aliens) also are actually breeding people." He said he didn’t believe that; and can you believe he said that he was too busy reading books on religion, and is writing another book on religion? I was trying to say “Yea, but don’t you realize that this is the new religion from God?” He said he had to make a living, and didn't have time, and thought I was crazy. I got upset and said “Don’t you know who Beelzebub is; selling God’s word?” He hung up on me then. Here I am even now writing a book myself.
Was thinking of how it is to live in two different worlds, trying to preach UFO’s from God, and still meeting a girl or being able to get along with people without a argument. Saw a image right then, of a car driving down a curvy road and up a hill on the wrong side of the road. Another car could of easily hit it . This meant I must learn to accept my situation and be careful. Was worried about forgetting these images, and wanted to get up and write it down, but was too tired. A little later had a vision of a hand: "writing;" and I got up and made some quick notes, so I wouldn't worry about forgetting. Then was thinking about trying to be perfect in all ways; and right after that, saw what looked like a brand new road that was one lane and narrow, going up a hill around a corner. I knew right then, this is the road not very used and is harder to follow.
Earlier, saw a white Indian arrowhead laying up on a hill. later a perfectly smooth Indian grindstone that was not all there. Part of the edge was ragged and missing.
"There’s room at the cross for you; Though millions have come, there’s still room for one." Was just thinking this song.

WELCOME ABOARD Oct. 17, 1994
A dream image of a Jewish guy on a large boat’s upper deck, and he turned to me. I knew he was a true Jew because I saw his prominent nose. He had a straw hat on and was standing with me as we were gazing out into the ocean. Right then a song on the radio was playing “Get on board little children, get on board; there's room for many a more.” The thought came in my head “Welcome aboard” as he turned to me. (This big boat was like the ferry I rode on, over to San Juan Island up in Washington.)
As you know, it was the Jewish race that used to be God’s chosen people. He raised up Jewish prophets in the old days. One other amazing fact, is that about five years ago, when I went to work at the "Yurt" factory for a summer; on the first day there, the boss David Raitt said "Welcome aboard," and shook my hand as I stood in the saucer shaped big yurt office. Yurts look a lot like saucers, and the interiors have a similar layout.
This image happened after much rejection to my preaching, and now I know how Jesus and other UFO contactee's feel.
Then I was thinking of all the drinking and smoking habits of my friends, and how I didn’t want to get into that again, and saw a hatch like on a boat, and some lobster’s arms were caught in the trap door. Then a little later, saw a well-used paved road with oil and gashes in the pavement going downhill, and realized the road that is well used and going downhill is easy to follow, and many go that way.
Finally went back to sleep, and awoke the next morning from a dream where someone stepped on my ebony piccolo. (The one that got a little charred in the fire) It was broken and the silver bands that were inlaid in it were loose, and I got real mad and screamed “Get out of here” to the person. After that, another person was messing with a crude printing press and had glue or gray ink or something all over the place, and the girl (sister in law) said something about printing the Gutenberg bible. I got so mad again, and said “Get out of here,” and then was kind of ashamed for being so mean.
The Gutenberg bible was either the first bible translated into English, or the first printed English bible. I think it was 1567 or ? when the first printing press was made.
What is amazing is, I had just asked a girl out that day and was turned down; and the same thing actually happened the day before with another girl. I was run out of a church the week before by a very angry preacher, and I wanted revenge because he said to never come back; and the same the week before. I was feeling pity for myself, and now I get this dream of me being a real jerk to people and feel sorry about it.

BORN AGAIN Oct. 18, 1994
Awoke in the middle of the night and saw a red-orange edged object in the shape of a shoe or wedge, traveling through the night sky. It was just a outline in fluorescent red.
Also, I remember a dream from the night before where a lady at a garage sale had a whole pile of trumpets and different large horns, like French horns and small tubas etc., and I picked one up and blew it.
This morning, I thought of a girl that I liked, but didn’t trust her even though she seems real nice. After that, saw a image of three people on a bench, with the girl on the end near me, and she had a cardboard flat dummy picture in front of her, folded out in front with her body. It was a false front.
Later was thinking about getting revenge on a preacher, and saw a black shadow spot in the corner of my eyes, (while closed) move toward the center. Was thinking about the scene at the church, when I was thrown out, and saw myself in that scene, as a short man with a limping leg; like a guy I saw that day with a limp. Was also reading about dwarf aliens that day.
Later thought of a different lady who has kids and goes to a Christian school, who also wouldn’t believe my story. After I thought that, I see (in a dream image) a small white haired little boy on the left side of the road bank walking in the grass. Then it was like a car scared me off the side of the road and almost hit me. I knew that the little boy was me.
Also the day before, I was reading my story over again, and came to a part saying something about "they were speaking to me," and right then heard a mild “beep.” I laughed and said “Hi, Jeeze,” and was so glad, because they are always there and catch me off guard at just the right time.
Oct. 19, 1994
When I went to sleep I was thinking of something like "My life was now changing for the better." Then thought I saw a image of, a small shoot of a bud just emerging from a branch, like a willow sprout, and later saw a baby’s face that was laughing. Realized it meant “born again.” (Had even seen a laughing baby cartoon on a play pen at Burger King, earlier that day.)

THE TWINKLING STAR
In a dream, someone was talking about buried traumas, and they said “Do you have this also, where you can’t remember?" (That is why it manifests in your life and you don’t understand why you are afraid or angry.) Right then I woke up, and on the KCDS radio was a talk show about buried traumas of sexual abuse or other. (It was on the Minrith Meier Clinic talk show.) They (aliens) woke me up to let me know, that I too am one of these people. It made me feel guilty, and I didn’t want to blame the aliens for my past trauma. It was a necessary process, and I have overcome and grown from it. I had a traumatic childhood anyway, and so was able to be helped by them. That is why I know them.
Later saw a cup of tea, and spaghetti in a pot. Realized later, I should of gotten up for breakfast then, and was late for work. I was tired and didn't understand what it meant at the time. Even had spaghetti in the fridge I planned on having. I saw the same pot and my special cup from a overhead view, in this dream image while half awake. My tea cup is the type that's almost shaped like a flying saucer, and with a narrow neck so it won't splash. This is just a odd fact that could even tie in with further meaning.
A few days ago, had a dream of two old bulldozers that were overheating, with steam boiling out the radiators. The engine cover was steaming after I threw water on one. Then I saw birds tracks on the running board, like mud on a shore line, and there was water out there like a lake. You know how weird dreams can be? The dust on that tractor used to vibrate into wavy lines on those running boards. (I didn't realize the meaning of the three toed track until a half year later, when I had the turkey track image.) The harmonic convergence lines of the dust on the running board; the foot, the big water, and the fire in the motor, are all part of a message I missed at first.
Oct. 19, 1994
A few days before, I was looking out into the night sky and saw a faint shooting star. Then was looking at the stars through the trees, and I could swear it seemed one was bright and flashed. I looked again and it was normal. I kept trying to see that again, and could of sworn that there was a bright flash way up there.

TUB OF ICE CREAM Oct. 20, 1994
Had been hanging sheet rock. Was laying in bed thinking "When I die I’ll go to be with Jeeze." Saw a sheet rock nail fall out to the floor. Was thinking "I’ll follow God’s kingdom." Saw a nail stuck deep in the wood, and couldn’t get it out. Its head was off.
Had a dream of old car bodies lined up on their sides and one is driving into a gully.
Saw two people at a party and one offered me black coffee beans and his face was all brown. He was my brother. Saw two blonde girls on a ski lift chair in a book's story.
Saw a nurse in white clothes with a very tan face.
Oct. 21, 1994
Was thinking of being the messenger and wondered if I had a impact on the churches. Was feeling good as if it was true, that they are changing.
Later while laying in bed with eyes closed, had a clear image of a tub of ice cream in the middle of the road, right on the broken line. It was a circular little tub like fake butter or whipped cream comes in, and there was a swirl on top that came to a point. I could even feel the cool refreshing taste of vanilla. This is similar to the rock cone-head dreamlike vision of Aug. 12,1994.
A little later I was listening to a preacher talking on the radio, who seemed to be referring to God’s mysteries, but not being specific. Was hoping he had been told about UFO’s are from God, and right then in a image in my mind's eye, I see blue lightning that was crackling like static across the air in a back room, with a lady on a chair by a desk.
The image was that she was a secretary in the office of the radio station, and she seemed excited and on the edge of the chair. (It is true, I sent a letter to every religious station in the book; about 800. Many must of been thrown away, but not all.
Later a weird dream of a sword with blood on it; blood on the two large hand guards and the blade. It was like three surfaces with blood over chrome, but the hand grip was not bloody. ( Figure 34.)
Later that morning, a image of a cluster of stars in the clear night sky.
The image of the ice cream tub in the middle of the road is similar to a book I was just reading about UFO’s and how they landed in the center of the road and swirled, and threw off sparks upon takeoff. You can see a important message, in it being across the center divider broken yellow line. In the UFO book it was stated by more than one, that the inside the UFO was colder than the outside. These stories are food for thought.

THE CHESS GAME Oct. 22, 1994
A vision of me inside the spiral rock house foundation ruins, and I was a child with a rod in my hand of some sort, or could have been a stuffed animal. Some of the rock wall had been rebuilt you could see. My foundation needed repair. Later saw in a image, a small child that was reaching down toward the rock wall, and there was a rattlesnake there, or maybe a skin leaning against the wall, and it scared me. This might mean “don’t pick up bad habits or sins.” Maybe it means I was changed, or died.
Later a dream of a girl was holding me and kissing me with her tongue in my mouth, and I felt that sexual stimulus I remember from before sometime. I think it is a lost experience, but it is one that they mix into the sexual dreams. There is a sexual tingling feeling that connects the mouth with the genitals, when kissing in a dream.
Oct. 23, 1994
Also last night, I remember a dream of holding a black box that was a VCR tape, and was very upset for some reason. (The day before I was reading in a UFO book about the alien had a black box with something in it; or a light beam shone out of it. This has been a common theme in many UFO encounter stories. I was trying to get two broken VCR machines to work the night before, with a black box type tape, and was upset at them.)
Recalled a dream of two letters returned to me because I forgot to write down the whole address. (Had just been reading "Memo," the local free paper the day before, and was reading “My Saucer Friends” by Jesus Freak. That's me. I had a letter returned once, that I sent to Memo, but am not sure the connection, and did think the address was correct. (It was a bad paranoid letter I thought the aliens made come back somehow.) Maybe these two letters in the dream represent the church, because the number two means church, and a lot of people reject my story.
Oct. 24, 1994
A dream in my dad’s old library, looking out the center window, and saw people playing soccer out back. On the floor was different tile designs, and I remember one that had a lozenge circular disk game piece. On a square tile design near the white disk, was a picture of my dad that was varnished over on the tile, like a shiny plastic seal. I saw another plumper girl with short dark hair I was curious about, who came walking through, and saw all these people lined up. There was a really cute girl that I liked. Saw three white volley balls in a row, but thought they were soccer balls at first. Also, there was a tall guy who was looking out the window one time, but left. Then I was looking at the floor again, and over in the corner more, was a chess man that was a white pawn or bishop. It was on a square tile design, and I had my big toe on it and was going to move it, but didn’t. (This must mean my dad’s picture was on a two-dimensional plane, and his game has been played already because he’s dead. My game piece is moveable still.)
Before I went to sleep, was thinking about how maybe someday I would meet them, as in some of these other stories I’ve heard, where the people actually go inside a saucer or meet a man in black. Right after I thought this, I heard a “Beep” really loud and long in my right ear which is unusual because it’s mostly in the left.

THE GLOWING STONE DOOR Oct. 25, 1994
A strange dream of being in a mansion, and there was a stone door that is the main door. Light actually shone through the door and the stone was glowing brighter, and more clear in places. Parts of the door were still rough and unfinished, as if to add texture to the smooth parts, that was a grid of vertical lines and big squares. It had a rounded top also. I touched the door and pulled a piece of stone off a rough section. It flaked off, and I quickly put it in my pocket so no one would see. It is true that light glowed through the stone much like mica, the thin flakey stone, but the door seemed to be thick stone.
Later saw a red fox walk out into the middle of speeding cars, and somehow it was calm and stood there, and didn’t get hit as the cars and big trucks were bombing by .
Later thought I was trying to have sex with a girl while sitting at a table, but soon realized that the person was trying to fight me. I was struggling and threw the guy off, who was a black guy, and he tumbled away.
This morning I heard on the radio about how Jesus gave and gave again, and right then heard a "beep" in my ear.
Oct. 27, 1994
Saw a hardly used road in an image, and on that road was strewn garbage across it. It was the Masonite road that goes west towards the coast, and was seen from the State Street overpass looking down. It's the road less followed that I’m trying to take, and even leads up into the mountains. The garbage is the temptations from bad habits that keep getting in the way. (I was even looking at that road the day before, and passed over it.)
Later in a image, saw myself walking in a smooth shiny creamy white marble room, with white floor and benches, and big like an airport. Then was starting to sit down at a table, and there was a big creamy white circular plate placed in front of me. Later saw a black frying pan with hot grease in it, and was swooshing around.
Had been reading a lot of stories about saucers, but I think the circular shapes mean I have been served a complete dish of good information, and there can also be a negative effect, and must be accepted. This also could mean I have been shown the right way to live, and can either choose one that is good or be sucked into the other.
I was even watching a video at the library the day before, and it showed the storms in the gasses of Jupiter. They swirled like the hot grease in the frying pan. I had also recently fried hamburger, and even had a pan of grease laying outside. Sometimes the raccoon or a cat will come and eat it. I don't have a cat now, because it would try to eat the tweety birds I feed, and also the lizards; but maybe I'll get one later.

THE GREEN STONE Oct. 28, 1994
Earlier that night, saw a image of two orange saucers in the sky. One was bigger than the other, and tiled slightly.
Later in a dream image while awake, saw a Zeppelin-shaped craft over a field that was going to be planted with grapes soon, and was being ripped for planting. I saw the tractor ripping that same field the day before. The blimp was shaped like a mother-ship, but could have a double meaning.
Later saw an image of Medicine Mountain in Covelo, or Duncan’s Peak in Hopland. Either one was similar, because it was a very peaked mountain, but I think it was Medicine Mountain.
Later had a dream of a ball of light that bounced off the ground, and sparks flew off, and then went up in the sky again. There was a bunch of lights like rockets spinning around in the night sky. We were all standing out on the road watching, and shining spotlights up in the air at it. Then a neighbor came over and said "The Russians are just putting on a show." Then I saw a jet come closer and hover, and knew they were trying to cover something up, and told her so. The scene in this dream took place in the same general area out on the road, where I heard the children's voices on the very first night they (aliens) made themselves known, (consciously) back in Jan. 20,1993. This was at the very corner of the property, where the two roads meet; the right angle.
Later an image of a green stone that was laying on the side of the road. The stone seemed to get greener in the center and had a white shell on the outside. I knew that green meant tranquillity. A little later I saw a green rope about six to ten feet long wrapped up on the side of the road also. The stone was in Calpella by the tracks, in the same spot where I picked up a squashed aluminum can earlier that day, and thought it was on someone's land. The rope was right up the road where some kids stole from a neighbor. This could mean that I should tie up the secret, and be at peace. Maybe it means to not take things on others land. I later learned that the color green and also beans stands for death in ancient Celtic lore.