Devil's Do or Die Hand

I only remember a small part of this dream....


I was on a game show, that looked something like a Broadway show straight out of a 50's version of Hell, complete with a lounge signing Devil, wearing side-burns and a red sequined zoot suit.

I sat at a card table with one other player. We were playing blackjack. We were on a stage, almost, although I had no sense of an audience. It was completely dark, except for the glow of the card table, and spotlight on the Devil man announcer, calling our moves as we were dealt cards.

We were eventually dealt what I understood to be our very last hand.

"Okay Bianca, you have one card there in your hand. The next card decides your fate."

I looked down into my palm, to see an Ace (maybe of diamonds or hearts? I remember a red shape)

"This is it folks... If you win this hand Bianca, you'll win one million dollars. If you lose, we will have kill you."

I was given another card. It was either a 6 or a 4. I wasn't aloud to keep this card to my chest, but had to show my hand as it was dealt.

"What are you gonna do, Bianca? Are you gonna stay with this, or are you going for another card?"

This moment lasted a long while, as I tried to weigh out the possibilities, and chances of busting.

He came up real close with his microphone, pressuring me to make a decision. "What are you going to do Bianca? You either bust, or you might come up short... What are you gonna do?!"

"Hit me." I said.

I don't remember what the next card was, but I busted. I lost.

He came at me, to tackle me, and I pushed him off.

"You can't do this to me!" I said. "It's not right!" I actually said for some reason, which doesn't make much sense, "I'm American, you can't do this!"

I was so frightened that I woke myself up out of sleep.

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There was still more of it in my mind at that point, but I didn't write it down soon enough. It was yesterday morning that I woke up after this dream, and then later on yesterday, I was at the store and it just so happened that my friend bought me a lotto ticket. I wasn't going to write this dream down, until I realized I had it just a few hours before being bought that ticket.

It doesn't necessarily mean that I'm holding the winning ticket, or anything like that, because it could well mean something completely different. Or perhaps, it could mean both... Who knows. I do know that they draw the numbers tonight.

David Wilcock once told me that dreams are both psychological and spiritual; that there are many layers acting at once during dream-state consciousness. So, a dream can say both something about future, as well as messages coming from the astral plane, as well as the subconscious mind.

On The Shoulder of A Giant

This dream was had the night of the 7th and recorded the 8th.  I was in Canada sleeping in a hotel room at the time.  I believe the dream is just a simple psychological one, about feeling the need for protection and saftey.

The font is different in this blog than the others because I cut and pasted it from something I emailed to myself on my iphone and it just posted this way, and I can't figure out how to make it normal...

01-08-09

Dream from last night...  I was in a foresty area that seemed very far from 

civilization.  I was with.. a tribe I think.   I only remember parts of this 

dream. 

My husband, or boyfriend (some kind of spouse) was a huge, huge man.  This is one of those strange dreams with strange occurances. The man was either a giant, 

or I was a tiny person.  Sometimes I feel like I was small and defenseless, and other scenes I felt like a normal sized person and he was huge.  Proportionally, I was big enough to sit comfortably on his shoulder.  I climbed all over him like a little monkey.  Hahaha... It's the 

only way I can describe it.  And the most obvious thing that I felt, was saftey.  It's obvious that that's what the dream was about.... He wore a tribal garb, as did I, which may have been vaugely polynasian.  He carried me around this little area where there were lots of people playing and swimming around in a small pone.  It seemed like a hidden village of some kind. 

And that's all.  :)  It probably had something to do with traveling the long distance all the way to Canada, and feeling alone, like I needed a buddy or a protector in general.  (Not that there was any threat there that required a protector) but just a general feeling of being in an alien enviornment with people I don't know, and being unsure of weather they liked me or not...  So maybe that's where the dream came from.  :)