The Convergence 2 The Five Dreams That Mapped My Life Before I Lived It
In 1999–2000 (right after Brian vanished with the documents), I had a series of five dreams that laid out my entire path — the downfall and hope, the breakthrough, the resurrection, and what comes after. I was 16. I didn’t understand them then. I do now.
These weren’t ordinary dreams. They were layered, prophetic, and strangely literal. They showed me the low-timeline trap I’d fall into and the high-timeline escape I’d make. Here they are, exactly as I remember them.
Dream 1: The Triple Layer Cage
I woke up in my old McKinney bedroom, desperate to pee. Step-sister and her friend sat watching four flat-screen TVs in 1999. Bathroom door off hinges. I tried dad’s bathroom — walls see-through plastic, little sister on a tricycle, suddenly younger. Dad and step-mom are having sex. I fled back to bed, still holding it in, and fell asleep again.
I woke up again in the same McKinney bedroom. My dad and brother came in, stood at the door, shouting at me — but I couldn’t hear them. I kept saying, “I cannot hear you.” I could hear myself. They pointed at my radio with a gift I chose not to open. They left. I said “fuck it” and fell back asleep, still needing to pee.
I woke up the third time in my grandparents’ house in Joplin, MO. I searched for them — no one was there. Walking through the kitchen, a couple asked, “Who are you?” I said, “I’m Cody, my grandparents own this home.” The woman said they were the owners. I asked to use the phone to call my father. She said yes. First, I went downstairs to the bathroom. I started peeing while staring out the window. My husky and dad’s terrier were outside. Two men walked up and started shooting at them. I finished, searched a cabinet, and found a gun. Went out the back door — a blue python in a tree slithered down and stared me in the eyes. Then I woke up.
Dream 2: The Ship in the Storm
I was on a ship overseas in a violent storm. I thought we’d sink. We landed safely. An Old Man appeared, raised me up a mountain with a bridge lined with samurai. “Once you’re ready, nothing can stop you. Walk past them — they’ll fall.” I walked. They fell one by one. At the end, a hole opened: me as a knight facing a red dragon.
Dream 3: The Dual Reels
Two movie reels side by side. One: extreme suffering, screaming in pain, teeth and hair falling out, and aging. The other: me walking out free, 16–18 again, youthful, perfect teeth, thick hair. The low reel stopped. The high one rolled to the end.
Dream 4: Death and Resurrection
I woke up in a hospital, dying of HIV. Doctors told me these were my last moments. I fought, died, came back — cured. They tested my blood: “You’re the cure to end all things.”
Dream 5: Jesus at the Water Fountain
I saw Jesus at a water fountain. We talked. I don’t remember the words — only the end: he pulled out a Bible, opened to Genesis, and he said: “Let there be light.” I woke up.
These five dreams (1999–2000) mapped everything before it happened: the downfall and hope, the breakthrough, the resurrection, the light.
They weren’t predictions.
Is the big quake coming — the bridge point?
The laugh is ready.
The low timeline ends when the high one laughs loud enough.
Honk honk.
Link to X article: https://x.com/RaphaelTiriel/status/2025968536787501280?s=20
Reborn: The Days of Earth: https://a.co/d/0eSF0UKk
Lilith, Adam, and Eve: The Dark, the Gray, the Light: https://a.co/d/0aV4SmD8
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