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A Family Reunion Across Planets and Generations

I traveled across three planets through the generations of species, not time. On Mars, I returned to the underground pyramids I’ve seen in dreams countless times, buried in the sand dunes. There I found two companions, family in spirit, who carried the key to what we were meant to finish. Together, we were called to gather others, but first we had to unite, remembering who we were and where we came from.

Traveled to 3 planets 🪐 through 3 different generations, but not typical generations, these were species generations. On one planet, the beginning of life was from far under the beach or deep underground beach. There were two companions I ran into that I knew were family, and that we were supposed to be together because I knew what we would do, because I knew who we were and where we came from. One believed me after only a little convincing and after taking him through and guiding him through the pyramids under the earth on Mars. The other was stubborn but stayed around because she liked us. I knew we could begin what we were meant to finish, and only needed to be together, and we were supposed to gather others, everyone, but we, our core group, had to be together first. The underground pyramids on Mars were the same place of underground pyramids that I have been to in dreams, maybe dozens or hundreds of times, just from dreams that I can remember off the top of my head. The pyramids are in the sand dunes.

Dream of the end

In a recurring dream landscape just outside a familiar town, a prophetic flood exposes deep corruption. As the river washes away bodies, vehicles, and guilt, no one in the town seems to care except the one who quietly records the truth, hidden and vulnerable, but preserved.

I was out with my camera and microphone to record something  In a woods type area that I visited dozens of times in my dreams, it’s just outside a town that felt like we live in or are from. This place floods a little sometimes, but this time I was told by someone that it would be very bad. (In a prior dream of the same place it is an area where housed groups of teams wonder while they’re helping people from their shelters, in that one I was given a huge beautiful white ship, like a yacht, it was empty, I knew I had to go get people.) I called that person when I was there and said you were right,  this place is like an ocean. Then I noticed a large red train car or trailer or ambulance, it looked like it switched because tween all three of those. There were a bunch of guys out there, they all pushed it into the rushing river to get rid of it, then they threw in a dead body and some more. 

There were a bunch of cops there in uniform and medics and one cop was covered head to toe in blood, he was the main killer, he washed himself in the river and all the others did also they also threw other vehicles  in it and they washed away and also sank in the sand. Some of the guys also gave themselves over to be sunken into the sand. 

This whole time I hid just behind some boulders watching and recording and knowing If they saw me they’d kill me. 

The area turned into a type of beach, and everyone else from town showed up

The entire town got flooded, and all the killers came out in the open, but no one cared because they were too busy getting drunk and mingling together 

I got away by pretending to be a drunk within the crowd until I was out of sight, and then I was naked except for my recording of what happened.