Dreams, Mirrors, Doorways, Windows, Portals into the unseen!

Bloggers, I wish that I could have been a great Poet gifted with the most elegant and eloquent words and phrases to speak or write with. But that regrettably has and is not my blessing and therefore, I have  to be content with the limited lexicon of which I have learned, and be content with the paint brushes and paint that was granted to me to paint my stories with. So, I tell and share my short stories of spiritual import in Letter form to those who care to read about what I have learned. Nonetheless, I wish I could write poetically and romantically about my passions for life and for some people and nature that affected me immensely in my walk through the land. And maybe even have written Odes to them because they captivated me that much. Like I wish that I had written an ode to many people I have met living in the woods all alone and wrote an Ode to the Weeping Hermit in the Woods. Or an Ode to the many young people like J.T., and or to the Night Stars. And of course to my Baby Irma Reyes for giving me two beautiful Babies to love as well. But life is strange because sometimes even when you wish for something that you desire greatly in total secrecy all by yourself..., those things that you wish for may not never come to pass and or materialize. And perhaps they will come to pass because spiritual forces may favor the reasons for the desire one has. Everything is dependent on the Invisible God and spirits in that realm which in the final analysis means, be careful for what you wish for. Or be very discerning spiritually speaking because your wish could be intercepted by the bad spirits. Remember that we are in constant war in a Realm of Good and Evil. That is why I chose this Title for this Blog because, Human Life and its experiences are loaded with supernatural phenomena always. And it is true that Angels are present trying to guide you one way or another, the choice however for your decision will fall on you because it was left up to you to decide. How do you know this to be true Ruben? Well, I may not have gotten my wish for Eloquent enriching powerful words, but I got something better. What did you get Ruben? I got Dreams, and those dreams brought me into close up focus of our unseen worlds all around us. I didn't ask for that, but that is what I was given. And again let me qualify that I am not in this for attention or for popularity, I don't care about those things. And I have no decadent agenda against the readers either. Further, I believe that the Earth is Round and I always have. If I relate some very strange dreams to you about what I heard about a person in power or a religious group, I leave it to you to do the research as I have done also prior to revealing the dream to you guys. If I say that the Talmud created The Central Banks, or that Wall Street is Hedging its Bets on a Broomstick, or that The Vatican created Islam and started the Vietnam War, do the research. All that am saying is what I heard in my dreams prior to any knowledge about these subjects. I didn't ask for this, I was asking after my wife died in 2013 for another good woman to spend my last days with before I die, that was all. And I met that woman in 2015 and but she has never materialized. And yet even all these years after, I desired no other but her and so I live alone like a hermit now. But not a total complete hermit! Nevertheless, I continue to see strange things in my dreams, especially about Mirrors and Windows. I remember one night I saw two evil demons that were standing on one side of a wall to wall hazy glass that was a two way mirror. On the other side I saw a young handsome man who was well dressed and he was walking out in some city parking lot and there were others walking about also. And then I saw a very old woman who was barely able to walk out there among these people too. Then one of the demons said to the other, "Let's give that young guy the terminal disease that the old woman has and ruin his life." And then I saw one demon reach for a big Sword Fish that was striped with the colors Black and Yellow and from their side stuck the sword of the fish through this gelatin glass that gave with the point of the sword. Which meant that he struggled to push it through the glass. This gelatin was so elastic like that the point of the sword of the fish was visible even in the realm of the living and when this young guy saw it coming at him from behind he tried to run but to no avail. And than I saw the point stick the man in his upper back and all I heard was a haunting agonizing scream that he cried out loud! He cried in so much great pain but couldn't run fast enough, and I saw him drop to the ground but still alive. And that ended that dream. I have had others like this one also. But very recently in April 17th, 2024, I dreamed, and again the dream came unexpectedly because I am presently in combat with witches nearby, and so this beauty that drives me insane, was no where on my mind recently. Therefore, let me show you what I saw, you do the analysis if possible. As the dream unfolds, I see myself standing in front of a two large widow size mirrors with a divider in between them. And I am facing the mirrors combing my salt and pepper short hair backwards like all Chicanos do, and many guys do. In the dream I noticed that it was night time and I am inside a Church Chapel. And the reason that I knew that I was in a chapel was because in the reflection of the mirrors I saw behind me that the lights were on, and I saw many wooden bleachers also. I did see a few Mexican people walking in and some were scattered about and sitting down already like waiting on services to begin. And as I kept combing my hair, I saw a row of empty single chairs lining up the wall at the very back of this chapel. However, there was only one beautiful middle-aged Mexican woman sitting closest to me on one of these chairs and she was staring at me and admiring me. And when I saw her, I immediately knew who she was. Then when I caught her looking at me, she looked away from me. Then I look away too and saw that more people had arrived and that Church Service had begun. So, I put away my comb in my back pants pocket and turned away from the mirrors, and I stood respectfully to face forward toward the altar. And when I looked, up at the altar and behind it, I saw this other Irma, who steals my stitched up heart away. The one that was staring at me a while ago, but now she was doing Ministry Work in The Church with others in high rank there along with the Preacher behind the Altar of "God" mind you. That ends this dream. Now, can you see why this woman drives me crazy!? I am not looking for a woman for pleasure only, I am looking for a woman who is devoted totally to "God." I had a good woman, but now she is gone. And I cannot marry a woman who is gonna drive me away from my "God," it is that simple for me. And to be honest with you, in my dreams I have even seen her sitting at her window, and standing at her front door of her house, looking at me. She has been alone for the same amount of years as I have been. But yet, we are apprehensive about each other. I believe that we don't want to give up our ways of living. In real life Irma is in Church constantly, and I am not that social. That is why I always think seriously about the hermits and recluse. And as I visit cemeteries, I look hard at the graves and ponder, what kind of wounds did this person take to their grave? And I wonder even deeper and ask them, "Did you get to accomplish the things that you hoped to accomplish in this life?" And when I get to the Babies; the infants, there I fill up with complete sadness and there, there is no point in asking any questions to them. Only expressing apologies and that is all. So I will close with an "Ode to Pistol Pete" our San Marcos, Texas Hermit Peacock who still lives as an old peacock at our City Cemetery all by himself. Yesterday as I visited with him, two tree squirrels were laying beside him as he lay on the ground resting. Here is the Ode. "Pistol Pete..., from where the winds blew you in I don't know. But you have been faithful to these hallow grounds through extreme heat, hail, and snow. I remember seeing you for the first time eight years ago. But as I asked more about you to those who bring you food and water, they say that you were already here long before. And yet I still remember your loud squawking as I was walking all alone one afternoon, and wondered what was that scream. And it was you Pete... walking the grounds all alone. I still remember that summer afternoon, when I first saw you with your tail feathers like a train fanning grand behind you. But I could never compare to your radiant majestic beautiful colors of White, Brown, Black, and Blue as I stood next to you. You looked like as if you were on patrol, or going crazy trying to find yourself a female peacock friend and wife. But, I don't know what happened to you Pete, and why fate has put you on this lonely path? All I know Pete, is that you have made great memories in us all to last. And as I see you aging like me now and your life is fleeting from you too Pete, everyone here will miss you, you can rest assured of that. Pete...what impact you have made in the living here, in just these few lonely acres of tombstones and well manicured land! Yes, you have made wondrous memories among the widows and the people, and memories that will last a lifetime. May "God" grant you more life and health Pete, plenty of it like "His River flows on the Eternal side!" End to ode to Pistol Pete the Hermit Peacock. So you see, Witches and devils are not the foremost on my mind. But they pester a Christian constantly and they deserve hell for sure. But that is for my "God" to also decide. Just think, "God" has taken care of Pistol Pete, surely "He" can take care of us. My wish was to be with this new Irma and she was all I ever wanted now. But, to be honest, there was Marissa in Georgetown, Texas once. But she was built and looked just like the new Irma but she was not devoted to Church like Irma. Therefore, I still desire Irma! And so that is the story of Mirrors. And there is more to these mirrors but suffice it to say, there is a good and bad side to everything in life. All I can say is fight in the name of "Jesus Christ" when fighting your spiritual enemies. Never fight under your own power. And fast and Praise, and pray to our "God" always. In time, whatever your purpose in life is suppose to be or was to be, will be known and understood. Let us sleep on that and thanks again. In the midst of darkness there is always Light. And one day I am gonna have a lot Oil and a lot of Gold! And the Sun will Shine on my life. Amen!                                                                                  Respectfully,                                                                                                                                              Ruben N. Gutierrez