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Dream Number 5: A Message and Alert to the World
A Message and Alert to the World August, 2024 In the silence of sleep, I found myself amidst an unusual scene, vivid and unsettling. A group of very old women, with faces marked by age and wisdom, were sweeping. But these weren’t ordinary sweepers; they pushed broom carts, moving not across floors but beneath carpets that covered the ground. Their movements were deliberate, as if they were uncovering something hidden, ensuring that not a speck of dust remained. It wasn’t just cleaning for cleanliness’ sake — it felt symbolic, a grand preparation. They weren’t sweeping the upper floors; no, this was much deeper. The entire floor was being uncovered, as if revealing what had long been concealed under the guise of normalcy. I stood there, curious but also cautious, watching them perform their task with great care. One of the women, her voice soft but firm, turned to me. "Stay away from this process," she said. "This is not for you." There was a tone of finality in h...
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