Men in Black, Infections and a Warning

 Anyone who has been my friend for more than a minute knows I have vivid, often prophetic dreams. It's like I live an entire day, in great detail when I sleep. This dream I'm sharing as I no longer feel I am to keep these to myself.

 I dreamt this about three weeks ago. I felt like I was faculty at a high-school or university. I was heading to the school library to meet someone. The library was packed, it was a very "happening" spot. When I caught up to the person I was to meet, I went in to kiss them on the lips and right as I was leaning in, I heard, "they will infect you if you kiss them." So I pulled away and turned to look at the people around me. Like little "dings" it was as if I could tell that "something" was infecting the students in the library one by one. Their eyes would change, almost as if "no one was home." As I watched this "infection" spread I heard within me, "RUN." I bee-lined it to the doors of the library, which were being closed by men dressed in black suits. Much like the "men in black." They were expressionlessly shutting the people in the library. I rushed to the side that only had two doors left and barely squeezed through. I turned to watch the men close the door, trapping the people inside and started yelling at them, "What are you doing? They'll need food and water! They'll need medical help! You're supposed to help them! Not lock them in there and abandon them! You need to help them!" But the men in black simply stood, as if keeping watch that no one opened the library doors. 

                             

I once again heard "Run" within me so I did. I ran out of the building, noticing that as I did, this "infection" was spreading to everyone, even people outside of the building. As I ran for my life I suddenly sprouted HUGE black Raven-like wings. As I stumbled in flight, getting used to my new wings, I grumbled, "aw man! Really?! Not iridescent, or rainbow?! I get RAVEN wings?!" And found a tall palm tree to safely perch and watch the people beneath me. I could feel the "shift" in each person as the "ding" of the infection hit them and they changed from a person with light in their eyes to people with no light....again, almost as if "no one was home." 

I wasn't scared, I was sad for these people. The infection robbed them of themselves. Seemingly their souls. The men in black felt like they were our government, which is why I was upset that they were abandoning us when we needed their help. The people in the library left to fight for their lives reminded me of the Jews that were put in gas chambers. Crowded and left to die as guards stood at the doors to ensure no one helped them out as chaos ensued in the library.

I spent the next six months in the palm tree. Feeding on the coconuts that the tree grew. I was safe. After the six months were up, the library was opened and all the people that had been locked inside came out. Everything was "perfect." The women came out looking like something from "the Stepford Wives," or straight out of "Leave it to Beaver." Though there was light in the eyes of the people that walked out, their clothes were perfect and their walk was perfect, they felt different. Almost like robots. It didn't feel like "people" were in their bodies. It was eerily perfect. 

And it was safe for me to come down from the safety of the palm tree and continue "normal" Life.

This dream felt like a warning. For us to be mindful of whom we trust. To safeguard ourselves, our families and not blindly believe we'll be saved, or "safe" if we do what the "powers that be" tell us to do.

I looked up "Raven" folklore a couple days ago and found that Inuits revere them as "The bringer of the light."

Listen to your intuition. If something is mandated, listen to the voice within you. Don't blindly follow the forces that be, for so far those seem to be failing us this year.