Secret Underground Base

March 5, 1998

Dream Narrations

Joel Akin

In my dream I was following a small single engine piper class aircraft over the prairies. To my left were electrical tower lines which the plane seemed to be tracking for direction. It seemed to be summer as the grass was dry and the sun was shining brightly. The pilot did not seem to be noticing that I was following him. Suddenly the plane seemed to dive into the ground and as I came to the same location I saw a large valley with steep stone and dirt sides. The plane flew low to the north part of the valley and seemed to be sucked into the side of hill. As I continued following I saw that there was a large opening which was totally hidden by an stone overhang. I followed the craft into the hill, into what I learned was a secret base. When I arrived I was surrounded by soldiers and was brought before an older man(late sixties) with white hair. I learned he was the leader of the base which was the headquarters for this super secret military organization. Not only did he control this base but many others and he also was in control of floating troop ships which patrolled earth and space. As I was questioned the old mans first lieutenant took over the interrogation. I remember he was dressed totally in black. He voted that they try to kill me but the old man vetoed that. He seemed afraid of me. Instead they gave me free reign of the base. For the next several days I wandered around the base. It was like an underground city. They had various meeting rooms, I watched as teachers taught classes of young students and there was much military equipment, some which I didn't recognize. I came to a series of large tunnels and walked thru one of the doors. I remember it was huge, perhaps 15 feet high and ten wide. Perhaps larger. The tunnels were well lighted but I remember that they were white with salt. In fact the salt tunnels traveled in a complete maze until I was totally lost and could no longer find the original entrance, which by then had locked behind me. After three days of wandering in the salt tunnels I found an air hole and escaped to the surface.

August 17, 2009

Where are tunnels beneath the USA but over the price of life itself?

If we live in a world below then there are systems not seen which we walk through day and night.

In the dream itself I was in a garage that was empty but I was using it to sail by only empty of everything. Thus if I go into battle I want to make sure that no one is missing me or what I own and thus I go into battle with vindication of the sails or the salts.

Vindication is when God hears and gives me lights up that I am on the right path and doing the right thing to make sure the future is fun.

I am doing what is needed and the house of pain is being brought down to a point of life so I can function and enjoy what is the last part of the year of summer.

Summer is meant to be a time of exploration into things lost and thus I pray for healing in a time of garage sales but only ones which seem empty of life. In other words I want to be healed so I can take the sail up to the men in the mountain and say “Sales are here” and tell them why  and let them buy from me what I have in sight of life itself.