Dream Journal: Messiah of the room
it's the old house again. I spent my childhood there. this is the parent's room upstair. I am puzzled as to why the room is big enough to accomodate these 20 to 30 people. in fact I'm not sure if I saw the wall of the room. I recognise one of the people here. she was mean to me in elementary school. i'm wondering if this is some congregation hosted by church.
Is that european version of jesus christ? A young man around age 17 ascented from the heavens to this room. He is a sculptured beauty though I failed to depict it well. He had silky brown hair neatly cut above the shoulder.
Everyone in the room understood he is The Messiah they were waiting for. They all at once kneeled down to him. instant sheeps. Inspite of the disgust, I thought it best to genuflect for now.
The young Messiah was instantly an idol in the Room. 3 ~4 girls stood around his seat chatting. Just behind him is my seat where I sat quietly. I wore knitted wool cap that covered most of my face. I was hoping not to attract attention. I can't stand the room full of crazy messiah worshippers.
I was staring into the air when He turned around and nonchalantly mentioned to me: "You were the last one to kneel down to me." then he resumed the chatting with the girls, as if nothing happened. no one around us knew what happened either. Is he accusing me of being a bad follower?
So he knows everything. he is omniscient, he can see and hear everything about us sheeps in the room. Afterall he's the incarnation of God. He will lead us and save us. Everyone in the Room is elated by this. He is the best thing that has happened to this room.
Surely He is charming and innocent and Savior and all. I do like him. But I need my privacy. I do not want someone reading my mind and guiding me to Life of Love and the Right Way. It is simply annoying. It's none of his business what I think or feel and anyone, even a messiah, who infringes on my privacy can get lost.
I want to escape this Room and relax somewhere else. But what will They do to me when they find out I'm the devil?
Stamping sound.... It comes from downstairs. A line of female soldiers in red armor marching toward the Room. I picked up a sword (that happened to be on the flooor) prepared to drive them out. But Savior shouted and ordered us to put down the weapon and lie down "so they won't attack." I did as he advised us, and the soldier ladies went ahead marching on our backs...ouch! Lol (^-^;)
Is that european version of jesus christ? A young man around age 17 ascented from the heavens to this room. He is a sculptured beauty though I failed to depict it well. He had silky brown hair neatly cut above the shoulder.
Everyone in the room understood he is The Messiah they were waiting for. They all at once kneeled down to him. instant sheeps. Inspite of the disgust, I thought it best to genuflect for now.
The young Messiah was instantly an idol in the Room. 3 ~4 girls stood around his seat chatting. Just behind him is my seat where I sat quietly. I wore knitted wool cap that covered most of my face. I was hoping not to attract attention. I can't stand the room full of crazy messiah worshippers.
I was staring into the air when He turned around and nonchalantly mentioned to me: "You were the last one to kneel down to me." then he resumed the chatting with the girls, as if nothing happened. no one around us knew what happened either. Is he accusing me of being a bad follower?
So he knows everything. he is omniscient, he can see and hear everything about us sheeps in the room. Afterall he's the incarnation of God. He will lead us and save us. Everyone in the Room is elated by this. He is the best thing that has happened to this room.
Surely He is charming and innocent and Savior and all. I do like him. But I need my privacy. I do not want someone reading my mind and guiding me to Life of Love and the Right Way. It is simply annoying. It's none of his business what I think or feel and anyone, even a messiah, who infringes on my privacy can get lost.
I want to escape this Room and relax somewhere else. But what will They do to me when they find out I'm the devil?
Stamping sound.... It comes from downstairs. A line of female soldiers in red armor marching toward the Room. I picked up a sword (that happened to be on the flooor) prepared to drive them out. But Savior shouted and ordered us to put down the weapon and lie down "so they won't attack." I did as he advised us, and the soldier ladies went ahead marching on our backs...ouch! Lol (^-^;)