Meme-scream: “AS ABOVE SO BELOW”…

Yesterday I saw this little ad for the University of Notre Dame, and was quite taken aback. The whole thing is comprised of reflecting-pool “as above / so below” imagery, and I found the accompanying narration rather interesting as well.

The Mind
It processes every image, every voice, every word on the page
Yearning to understand, inspired by faith, it paints a picture of the world
When given the chance to examine things from a different perspective,
To turn conventional thought upside-down
the Mind, soars…

Notre Dame is of course a Catholic university, named after the virgin Mary, or (as I just learned)  the “Lady of the Lake”, in French, “Notre Dame du Lac”.  Perhaps that was part of the inspiration for all the water/lake imagery in the commercial, though I am fascinated to learn that Catholicism apparently has some belief in the “lady of the lake”, since we all recognize that character as the one who “held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water” (Monty Python and the Holy Grail reference there…) in the legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, and, interestingly enough, the entire King Arthur legend features very highly for some reason in the minds of occultists/Masons, etc, apparently containing a great deal of esoteric symbolism/metaphor that I believe much of it still has yet to be explored by outsiders…

as_above_so_belowAnyhow, when I first started looking into things like the “Illuminati” and the New World Order etc. several years ago, the concept of “As Above / So Below” wasn’t exactly a secret, but you still pretty much had to be intentionally researching such things in order to come across it. I suppose that is why lately it has been so astonishing to me to see just how much this phrase and concept has been finding it’s way into mainstream media and consciousness. I suppose this really shouldn’t astonish me at all by now, since in reality the “Externalization of the Hierarchy” logically includes an “externalization” of occult concepts as well. Taking what was once considered “privileged information” for the initiated few and making it commonplace. Just recently, a horror movie came out under the very name “As Above So Below“, which is apparently set in the ancient underground tunnels of Paris, and not only features this occult phrase as it’s title, but also features a picture of the “inverted man” imagery even in the film’s preview, a symbol often connected to both Kabbalah and the infamous “protocols of Zion”.

As-Above-So-BelowAt first glance, I assumed the movie was probably just borrowing the phrase for a name, because it’s “catchy” and probably sounded cool for a movie about demons and monsters hunting people in the Parisian catacombs. But after reading some reviews, it’s quite clear that the movie does in fact promote occult concepts and ideals, as the main protagonists are archeologists searching for the fabled “Philosopher’s Stone” of alchemic lore. As one reviewer states: “In the catacombs is where the major scares happen as the unique enclosed spaces encompasses the user with a sense of dread and almost pity for the explorers. As they delve deeper into the catacombs and come across a ‘secret’ passage they delve even further, much deeper until the point of no return. It is here that the film really takes on a life of its own, adding a unique twist on the vision of hell we all know and love. The only way to escape for the adventurers is to simply push on, as they go further and further they eventually learn that the philosophers stone is not only their only means of survival, but the only way they can escape Hell.”

As-Above-So-Below-4picsFor the Biblically discerning, it can be understood that Alchemy and the “Philosopher’s Stone” are in fact both total occult pursuits at their core, the surface meaning of it being some medieval endeavor to turn base metals into gold serving as merely a metaphor or code-language for the true mission, to achieve immortality via sorcery.  This occult quest, and it’s connection to modern times, is laid out with incredible precision in the amazing documentary by Gonz Shimura titled “Age of Deceit 2: Alchemy and the Rise of the Beast Image” (available for free!), and I highly recommend it.

Anyways, it should come as no surprise that these things are ever-increasingly being injected into the subconscious (and now, the full on Jay-Z-Do-What-Thou-Wilt2conscious) minds of the masses, but it still rattles me when I see things like movies coming out with titles which essentially encapsulate the entire gospel according to Satan. What’s next, a movie called “Do what thou will is the whole of the Law”…?  (Oh wait, Jay-Z has already being wearing hoodies sporting that very saying for years now…)

But that is what is really at the heart of “as above / so below”, as a philosophy, as a mantra. Do what you please, because up is the new down, and down is the new up.  Right is wrong, wrong is right.  Heaven is hell, hell is heaven.  God is the devil, the devil is god.  It’s not just some cliché sounding axiom, but honestly it’s what so many people in the current generation are embracing and living their lives by.  It is the message of the serpent in the Garden.  “You won’t die, your eyes will be opened and you will really live…”  Death is life, life is death.  That makes sense, right?  After all, once your “perspective is reimagined” and “conventional thought is turned upside-down, the mind, soars”….

My Dream…

Back in 1997, a few months after I had turned 19, I had a dream.

It was the only dream of it’s kind I had ever experienced, before or since. For a long time now, I have been pondering putting something together to “document” this dream, share it, for whatever it’s worth. So, here it goes…

I had been living in the Caribbean, on a missionary ship, for a few months. I would spend two years aboard it, sailing around Central/South America and the Caribbean, before coming back home to the Pacific Northwest. One night, I laid down in my cabin to get some sleep after a long day working on deck. Some time later that night, my dream began.

As soon as the dream started, I was instantly struck by how different it all felt from the kind of dreams I usually had. Typically, my dreams felt very similar to “daydreams”, in the sense that they were hazy, more outlines than anything, and often times streams of “experience” where I felt I had some measure of control over my own thoughts/actions within them. But this was completely different. It was as though I was very much “there” in the place I suddenly found myself. It was completely vivid, and very bright. To start off, I was more or less “floating” somewhat high up, in this massive, elongated room, having a bird’s eye view of what was going on below me.

The room I saw was gigantic, very bright, and extremely “modern” in it’s appearance and construction. Lots of glass and chrome. In the moment, it felt like it was maybe the entrance or lobby to some massive office building or skyscraper, only it seemed unlike any I had ever been in before, because it was so long, I couldn’t see the end as it stretched off into the distance. On my right hand side, was a wall made completely of windows, letting in light from the outside, where all these people in white robes were quietly filing in. I watched them calmly standing in single-file lines, coming in from the right, walking to the left. This sight of the white-robed masses startled me, because even as the dream was occurring, the significance of what a “white-robed throng” meant, in terms of what it says in the book of Revelation, was not lost on me…
Suddenly, I found myself standing in the middle of one of the lines. I looked down, and saw that I too was wearing a white robe. There were armed guards monitoring the lines of people, but they did not seem to be needing to use force or coercion to keep the people moving. I was amazed at the amount of calm present in the whole scene. Hundreds, if not thousands of people, moving willingly into this building. Eventually, as I moved with the line myself, I saw what we were approaching. Each line terminated at a massive, steel, box-shaped machine. Each machine had a little step ladder, leading up to a hatch in the front. One by one, the people in white robes would walk up the ladder, and crawl inside. When I reached the front of the line, I was astonished to find myself calmly and willingly walking up the ladder, just as all the others had done! I was awake, and aware of myself, and yet, in the dream, I was in this sense doing something without understanding why. I had a deep sense of foreboding about the entire scenario, about the steel machines, and yet, at the same time, I was not fighting, not trying to run, not making a sound. I walked up the ladder, the hatch was opened, and I crawled inside…

Inside the hatch on the front of the machine, I found myself on my hands and knees in a very narrow passage way. The walls, ceiling and floor were all made of what looked like stainless steel. Other than that, it was featureless. I began crawling forward, and then saw that the tunnel opened up a bit into a small room, where it was a little bigger, but still not big enough to stand.

In the chamber at the end, I was surprised to see another person from the ship I was living/working on. What surprised me even more (especially after the dream was over, and I was thinking about it all) was that this guy from the ship was actually someone who really got on my nerves. Not one of the guys I would’ve necessarily wanted to hang out with too much, and certainly not someone I would’ve expected to see popping up in any of my dreams. He wasn’t a bad guy or anything, I was just 19 and still “too cool” for certain people I guess… (There is no picture of the shipmate in the machine with me)

Shortly after seeing this other guy, my attention was turned away from him, and back to my own situation. Suddenly, I could sense that something new was “going on”. I couldn’t hear anything, or see anything change, or even feel anything, but there was a sense somehow that the machine had been “turned on”. I held up my hands in front of my face, and watched as the flesh on my hands and arms started to bubble, and melt, and fall off the bones as if it were cheese in a microwave. I was absolutely horrified at the sight of my own body looking like it was being microwaved before my eyes, even though I couldn’t feel any pain.


Then, I woke up. Drenched in sweat.

I talked to a few people on the ship about it the day, trying to understand what it was, what it could have meant. Had I seen some movie, or read something in a book, about “End Times stuff” or dystopian future scenarios..? No, nothing. It seemingly came out of nowhere. It totally unhinged me, it had just felt so, REAL. Eventually however, I went on with things, finished my time on the ship, and then came home, started art school, and as time went on, I more or less forgot all about the dream….

Fast forward about 14 years. Now having a wife and kids, a house in the suburbs of Seattle, things going on the world start getting my attention. There are fires, earthquakes, massive fish/bird die offs, and I’m really starting to wonder what the heck is going on with it all! Finally, it culminates with the injection of another dream, this time, it involves a missionary friend of ours who was living and working in Haiti. Without going into tons of detail, it basically involved me waking up and going, “What the heck was THAT? Is she ok? We haven’t heard from her in a while…” I told my wife about it, we thought it was weird, and then, ok, have a good day at work…

A week later the earthquake hit Port au Prince, and God finally had my full attention.

I went online and started randomly searching for stuff on Bible prophecy, and anyone who might be talking about the connections between the “birth pangs” I was seeing happening around the world and what it says in the scripture. One of the first things I came across was this weird dude who was talking about “stargates” and DNA and the weird symbol on the back of the dollar bill, and how Jude in the Bible references this thing called the “Book of Enoch”… I’m like, whoa, I’ve never come across someone quite as loco as this guy, but ended up researching what he was talking about anyhow, and instead of debunking it as nonsense (like I had assumed I would) I ended up learning more and more of the truth about things like 9/11, Genesis 6, and the “New World Order”. I found out about things like “D.U.M.B.s” and tunnel-boring machines and FEMA camps and the “Office of Total Information Awareness”. What started as curiosity and fascination, began giving way to extreme bouts of anxiety and fear. When I got to the point of learning about the Denver International Airport specifically, I really started to almost panic. Was this what I had seen? I started to recall the details of my dream from fourteen years prior, and really wondering what it could have meant, had it really been from God, and if so, what was He trying to tell me…? What was I supposed to do with it all? What did it mean???

Well, the answer to all of that has comprised the last five years of my life, and there’s really no “nutshell version” at of yet. There was no singular moment where God stepped in and magically took away all the fear and anxiety, but rather it has been a long series of small steps, of waking up each morning, and being taught slowly but surely that He is in control, no matter how much we as frail human beings might feel like the world is spinning out of control. I still don’t know if the dream was 100% from God, some kind of “prophetic message” or not, but I am inclined to believe that it indeed was. I struggled with that for a long time, wondering why if it was from God, would He give me a dream that seemed to do nothing but scare the crap out of me. But it’s funny, because somehow, at this phase in my “journey”, the thought of dying for the sake of Christ doesn’t frighten me at all anymore. Living without Him is the thing that frightens me, turning my back on Him. I have learned that He is so much more faithful to us, than we are to Him, and that all eternity is not long enough to explore the boundaries of His love, because there are none. His grace is sufficient for us, and to die in the hands of the Lord is to truly gain. Now, when I think about the dream, I still don’t know if it was depicting something specific, something literal, or if stands as more of a metaphor or description of a broader future reality, but either way, I am encouraged when I think about how many countless people there were, who were all unafraid to die for the sake of Jesus. They loved not this world. I had never considered that element before, only myself. But today, I have now encountered enough brothers and sisters around the world who also “see” what is happening today, how it is all truly foretold in the scriptures, thousands of years ago, and I know that I am indeed surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses, who will stand bold, and fearless, in the face of world-wide rebellion against Christ. We will not only see the Great Falling Away in these Last Days, but a great Revival too… We have so much to be thankful for, to Praise Him for, to rejoice about. He has already won. The Resurrection will come. His Kingdom will have no end… Peace.