I'll share something with you.

There is a dream that came to me some 13 years ago that opened my eyes to my "quest"....my "purpose" here.

By sharing this dream with you, as well as two instances that confirmed the dream's meaning, you will better understand my sincerity and "need" for answers.

The dream:

I found myself standing in the center of a blacktop road that had a gentle rise, ascending upward, to a point on the horizon. It was a beautiful clear day, blue sky, golden sun shine illuminating everything.

On either side of the road was a grass slope, tilted slightly upward, and either side of the road was lined with beautiful lush trees.

I began to walk up the road.

As I glanced to my right, I saw a large church situated just off the road, in a grassy area, surrounded by trees, about 30 yards from the road.

I was stunned at the beauty of its architecture. The fine details, the brown stone from which it was constructed, the steeple, the front doors. It was a very OLD church. But the construction, the exquisite design and detail of the building were a marvel to behold.

As I continued to gaze at this beautiful structure, I realized there was a massive HOLE in the side and the sloped roof, as if a bomb had struck it. In this dream, I noted that most of the structure was still standing, undamaged, but the hole was of such a large size that it rendered the entire structure unusable.

I continued walking up this road, and I turned my attention to the left. Again, I saw a magnificent church, very different from the first one. This one was more of a gray granite, with double steeples, but just as exquisitely detailed as the first church. Everything about this church was very different from the first church, but equally beautiful and stunning in architecture.

Alas, this church also had a massive hole in the side and had also damaged a portion of the roof, as if a bomb had hit it. The size and scope of the 'bomb hole' was very large, rendering the church unusable, yet the majority of the structure still stood, undamaged.

I continued my walk up this ascending road, and turned my attention to the right. Again, a gorgeously constructed church, beautiful in architecture and design, with the most finely crafted details all around. It was also very different in color and design from the other two, but equally as stunning.

But here again: a massive "bomb hole" in the side and a portion of the roof, leaving most of the structure standing and intact, yet unusable due to the sheer size and damage of the hole that had been blown into it.

This processed repeated.

As I continued walking up this hill, in the center of the road, a new church would appear on either side, stunning and beautiful, with incredible detail in its craftsmanship, yet with a very large hole blown into it, rendering the structure unusable, yet mostly intact.

I stopped in the center of the road after viewing the 8th church.

I had reached the crest of the road.

Directly in front of me was......nothingness. The road, the sky, the sunshine, the grass, the trees....just a few feet in front of me it all faded into a gray haze of nothingness. Non-existence.

I did not wish to walk straight into this "nothingness", but with no road left to walk, I turned directly left and stepped onto the grassy area.

I continued through the trees, sun shining through, blue skies overhead.

As I continued walking through trees and grass, I came to a clearing.

In the center of the clearing was a large church. The 9th church. Differently designed from the previous 8 churches. Large, towering, magnificent in its strength and power that exuded from it.

But this one was different in one major respect:

It was 100% intact and undamaged.

As I stood directly in front of it, in awe at its size and beauty, an "understanding" of what was happening suddenly filled my mind, my whole body, my whole being.

I suddenly understood that each of the 8 previous churches represented a past life. This 9th church I was standing in front of represented my current life that I am living right now.

Like the churches, each life was different and unique. Each reincarnation into a different life had its own beauty, its own exquisite detail, unlike all the other lives.

I realized in the dream that each church symbolized spirituality. Not in a Christian sense, mind you. My mind used a church only because it was the closest physical representation of "spirituality" that it knew.

At that moment, I was filled with an understanding that the bombed out hole in each church signified that I was supposed to have learned spirituality in each of those past lives, BUT I HAD FAILED TO DO SO. I physically died in each life, and although each life was beautiful in its detail and experience, the fact I had failed to learn spirituality rendered each of those lives unusable.

I was now faced with my LAST AND FINAL opportunity to learn spirituality in this 9th time around. The road ends here. Should I fail this time around, there are NO more lives after this one. It ENDS.

This "understanding" was incredibly powerful, like a booming voice resonating within my entire being. My heart was pounding like a hammer.

In the dream, with this understanding of what I was being presented with, I looked at this 9th church.

Another realization suddenly occurred to me:

In the past 8 lives, I was supposed to willingly face my own death, but chose not to.

I was now being presented with the same choice:

Turn and walk away, or enter the church. But by entering the church, I would die inside of it.

The "understanding" that was given to me in the dream made clear that I had chosen wrong in the 8 previous lives, that I was intended to walk into the church and face my own death, but had failed to do so.

But the "understanding" also caused me to realize this was my LAST opportunity to choose what I was intended to learn, but never did: to willingly, voluntarily, face my own death. To accept it, and die.

My heart was literally pounding, thumping.

I stood for a while, pondering this decision, and understanding that if I chose NOT to face my own death inside this structure, I would cease to exist anyway.

I slowly advanced toward the church.

As I approached, I noticed a smaller, side door to the right side of the face of the building, a little distance from the main doors. I turned obliquely toward this door.

As I stood before this rather ordinary looking door opening, it was dark inside, and completely, utterly SILENT.

Heart racing, realizing I was about to be killed in some unknown fashion by entering this structure, I stepped across the threshold of that door.

I stood there, looking around, expecting "something" to happen in that instant.

Silence.

....just silence, and the sound of me trying to control my heavy breathing and pounding heart.

I noticed another door entry slightly ahead of me, with stairs leading to the basement of this church. I "knew" I was supposed to go down into this cellar, and there I would face my own death.

I slowly descended the steps. It was gray, and dimly lit. It smelled of dust and mustiness.

I was near panicked, but still in control of my body and mind, as I realized, "This is where it happens. This is where I will now die".

I stood at the bottom of the steps, in this dimly lit cellar, slowing looking from right to left, wondering what was about to happen that would kill me right here on this spot.

Suddenly, lightning fast, a "shadow being" lunged directly at me from the left, with a long dagger in hand. In that micro-second of time, I realized that I did NOT have to die! I simply had to be WILLING to die, but now that I had made the decision to be WILLING to die, I was permitted to defend myself and LIVE.

In that split second, I turned and grabbed this "shadow being" and wrestled it onto the ground.

In that moment of wrestling the shadow being, I knew that if I permitted myself to feel FEAR of dying, that it would win and it would kill me. As I grappled and wrestled with this shadow being, trying to gain control of the knife, I firmly suppressed any sense of FEAR, knowing that FEAR is what would cause me to lose the fight and be killed.

By overcoming the FEAR of being killed, I was able to gain control of the knife, and I plunged it directly into the center of this dark being's chest, killing it.

I stood up, both exhilarated and stressed to a maximum level because I had willingly faced my own death.....and yet by my willingness to die, I LIVED.

The dream continued into a different scene in which I ran through the church, made my way through some secret passage ways, crawled through a tiny window opening, and escaped.

I suddenly found myself in the middle of a very large and extensive concrete parking lot, many acres in size.

My wife was right there with me, with a broken down car. We were both standing outside of this non-working vehicle, in the middle of this massive, enormous EMPTY concrete lot that extended almost as far as the eye could see.

At the far end of this massive "parking lot", was a huge crowd of black "shadow beings", running directly at us, screaming maniacally, wanting to murder both of us.

At the far right, off in the distance, was a tree line....SAFETY.

I looked at my wife and told her we only have a few seconds to stand here before that crowd descends upon us and kills us both, but she didn't believe me. She thought the shadow beings were coming to rescue us from this massive, empty concrete lot. I tried to convince her that these shadow beings were coming to KILL us, NOT to save us, and that we need to move NOW to that tree line, for the sake of our lives.

Incredibly, she looked directly at me with an expression of sorrowful love and compassion, as if I had lost my mind! She thought these shadow beings were her FRIENDS coming to rescue us, whereas I knew they were murderers intent on killing both of us the instant they arrived...which was only a few seconds away.

I pleaded with her to join me in running to the tree line at the far end of the lot, where we would be safe. Somehow, I knew these shadow beings were not permitted to go beyond the limits of this massive concrete parking lot.

She continued looking at me, feeling sorry for me that I had "lost my mind" to actually believe that these shadow beings would kill us.

In that instant I realized I had to make a choice:

I still had a few precious seconds in which I could run to safety, but leave my wife behind who WANTED to stay behind....

OR:

I could stay and die with her.

In that instant, I decided I would not let her die alone. I chose to die with her, by her side.

But this time, I was completely at peace inside, accepting our fate of death. I had NO fear of dying in this instant. I had already conquered the fear earlier, inside the church.

In that instant, I stood there with her, looking into her eyes, knowing we were about to die together. I didn’t want to die, but I was not about to let my wife be murdered alone. I chose that we would be murdered together, for her sake, so she would not die alone.

Suddenly, the crowd of screaming, black, shadow-beings reached our position and descended on us to kill us both right where we stood.

I immediately woke up from the dream just as the shadow beings hit us.

I was sitting straight up in bed, heart racing, breathing heavily, and shaking all over. It took several seconds to realize it was a dream. But the impact it had on me was unlike any dream I had ever had before then, and since then.

That dream quite literally set me on a different path in my life. I began scouring the internet and discovering all kinds of intriguing websites and reading material on spirituality, life after death, reincarnation, and so much more.

I was eventually led right here to GodLikeProductions, where I have come into contact with many incredible people.

Additionally, I later consulted a few times with a world-reknowned astrologer. Of interest was the fact in my first reading he emphasized that my birth chart indicates that I MUST learn Spirituality, and that it must be merged with Discipline in order to develop my spirituality.

This was striking, as I had never shared my dream with him.

Later, in 2006, I was touring some model homes. In one model, I entered the living room and saw a large framed print on the wall above the couch.

The print was the very same 9th church I had seen in my dream, complete with the surrounding grass and trees. I stood there, completely stunned. It was the EXACT church, in the EXACT scene. I inquired with the front office to buy the print from them, but was unable to (they were just a branch office of a larger corporation).

To me, the Universe was impressing upon me that my dream was not merely an intense, fictional construct of my subconscious mind. To my mind, the Universe was impressing on me the level of importance and purpose that this dream signified.

Accordingly, over the past 12 years I have been studying, reading, learning, and inquiring about the nature of our reality, and trying to determine “What IS spirituality? What is Truth?”

So when you mention that you see I am on a “quest”, you were more right than you know.

Thank you for all that you do to help others, both in the surreal world of the internet, and in your day job.