As I was sitting at my computer browsing "stuff." I heard the telltale ring in my left ear.
I know this is a communication from a higher dimension, so I acknowledged it, and rather than keep doing what I was doing, I immediately got up and headed for the bedroom to take a nap. I had the distinct impression I was being "called."
On the way there I grabbed my smartphone to set an alarm for an hour later so I wouldn't sleep the day away. Archangel Michael said not to bother, to let it run for as long as necessary. I asked for a compromise and set it for two hours later.
Laying on the bed, I placed my pyramid on my third eye, and fell fast asleep with the intent to be of service however I was being called to do so.
I awoke, in my dream, above the middle east, Iraq to be exact. I extended my wings and I bellowed as loud as I could.
"I AM THE GOD ARAK!" and my voice carried over the entire region.
As I hovered in the air, I commanded that the weapons of war be destroyed such that they would no longer function.
As I looked around me, Dragons with their celestial hammers were hammering on the institutions and energetic tendrils in unison, when finally they shattered and fell to the ground.
When it shattered, I flew down to ground level, in great cinematic style, landing on the floor of the desert.
When I landed, the ground shook in a cloud of dust, and a shockwave of brilliant light shot out in a concentric circle around me, passing through people in the desert.
At this moment, I thought to myself, "Uh oh, I've scared them...," but as the light passed through, the darkness evaporated and they rejoiced.
I looked around me in the air, and an army of angels was hovering all around me. In another great bellow, I commanded "ATTACK!" and they all looked at me like I was crazy. Then I said, a little more gently this time, "I MEAN LOVE!" With that command they swooped through the air to the aid of the people.
The Dragons had now been hammering on the ground, and from that hammering emerged an enormous golden temple.
End Act One... I woke up and went right back to sleep.
In my second dream, I was at my home outside walking around eating a sandwich. The sandwich had something like alfalfa sprouts, which I normally like. This time they were annoying me a little and I started to pull them out of the sandwich. Then I started to notice the ends of the sprouts were wiggling a little.
Okay, time to stop eating the sandwich! I pulled more out and when they hit the ground they started growing into longer and longer worms/leeches. At full size they grew to about 3 feet long!
I started methodically trying to kill, but when cut in half, they would just turn into two. The few it started with quickly multiplied into many.
At this time another variety showed up that were really fast. The first ones were quite slow, but the fast ones were as fast as running. They were all intent on getting in my home, so we (more were helping me now) were killing them as fast as we could.
After what seemed like a long time of killing them (they must have had a limited number of lives, at which point they would stop multiplying), eventually all of them were dead and disappearing. It was pretty exhausting...
I woke up about one minute before my alarm went off. Pretty good timing.
Dreams are certainly up for interpretation. I believe the Iraq dream was pretty literal. I was called to go there as my Godhead self, (an Eagle creator god named Arak), to join with others on a mission. The experience of it was certainly otherworldly, but only because we don't see this in 3D all the time... The second dream with the worms I interpret as the end of the Cabal. First being discovered for what they are (not sprouts, but parasites), and second as being removed. Bonus points for doing it with a bicycle.