Dreams of networks exposed

Wednesday 12 April 2023

Recalling dreams overnight:

In the first dream, I had a dream within a dream. I had gone to someplace by the ocean or a bay for a business meeting and stayed overnight. Early in the morning on the day of the meeting, I had a crystal-clear dream with two sparkling revelations. When I met with two people I knew, we were outdoors, the morning was bright and clear, with the water shining in the background. We were standing next to some small boats with a warehouse in the background, and I was telling them what I had just dreamed.

The first revelation was this: Every classified or secure network had been severely compromised or was going to be within days. I was saying the names of the networks: SIPRNet, JWICS, CWAN, GWAN, and more. They were shocked, incredulous and began to panic.

The second revelation was that it would be a world-wide event (not only US networks would be exposed but all other countries as well), perpetrated by well-known persons. Yet after the initial shock of the exposure of so many secrets & lies, there was about to be a massive collective sigh of relief.

Because I was recalling a dream within a dream about deeply secret networks, I began to have feelings of swimming upwards until I came out of some thick water. Then immediately I was taken into a second dream.


I found myself with some close companions; we had been sent on a mission to someplace on the coast of the Mediterranean, heavily guarded. In the dark, we quietly made our way into a vault-like space with a hatch embedded in the floor. My job was to pick the lock, which involved both physical tools, picks and levers, as well as some cipher manipulation of codes. The lock and hatch opened to reveal a pool of greenish water. One of our team was thin and lithe so we held him by his feet and lowered him headfirst down into the hatch until he could retrieve the devices we had come for.

They were small metal units like removable computer hard drives, about six of them of various shapes and sizes. We had no sooner wrapped them securely and made our way back to our boat when an Indian submarine appeared, cruising by to investigate. But we slipped past them out of the harbor because our boat looked so dirty and unimportant.

There was a short scene of dividing up at an airport, each person taking one of the devices and stowing it in their backpack or carrying bag.

I woke with a start. “What was this, Lord? What should I do with this information?”

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