Date: 04-03-2021

Introduction:

This dream needs a short introduction. When I was in my teen and tween years, I would play the video game ‘Command & Conquer Renegade’ a lot. During my tweens that was a lot a lot. I played so much Renegade, especially online. With a group of friends we even had our own website and game servers. And we played it a lot. We played it multiplay on our own publicly accessible servers. Did I mention we played it a lot? I played it so much that I still to this day (writing this introduction on January 23rd 2024) have flashbacks to things that happened in the game. Highlights, or heroic moments, or moments where strategic planning paid off, or utterly failed. I still have that. That could be seen as funny, interesting, or even worrying, but it is however what it is. And because this game has taken such a prevalent place in what is the better part of my tween years, I also occasionally dream about being in that reality. And this dream was exactly that, though it was different. It wasn’t a game this time.

Renegade Heaven:

This dream took place in the multiplayer map ‘C&C_Walls’ of the game ‘Command & Conquer Renegade’. It is a map that has its scenery in the canyon of a desert landscape. There are two military bases on each side of the map. In between the two bases is a very large and high mesa, with sniper nests and corridors inside the structure of the mesa. Both bases are walled off, and have two entrances. One main entrance for infantry and vehicles, and another “hidden” tunnel underneath. One base belongs to the good guys; The Global Defence Initiative (GDI, golden colour). The other base are the bad guys; The Brotherhood of Nod (Nod, red colour).

When this dream started I was in the GDI base. But it seemed to start shortly before the moment of an enormous explosion, or that’s the part of the dream from which I remember it. Before that I was briefly involved with trying to purchase an Orca aircraft to fly to the enemy, but when I was in front of the weapons factory, something exploded right where I was walking. I wasn’t hurt and neither in any pain, but due to the upwards blast of the explosion I was catapulted into the air, and was now approaching the enemy base fast on a ballistic trajectory. The distances between the two bases was much larger in this dream than would be the case in the game. In fact; the whole map was a lot bigger. But it meant that travelling this way to the enemy base took perhaps something like half a minute.

I looked back and my base was getting ever smaller and smaller the further I got from it, and it looked to be engulfed by the enormous fireball of the explosion that had caused me to get airborne. I looked ahead, and saw I was descending towards the enemy base. It looked like I was going to splatter against their defence wall. It was a scary moment, even though it was only brief. I didn’t think of the people I would leave behind, nor did I have any nostalgic thoughts about my life. Neither any regrets, either, so that was alright I guess. But really, all I could wonder about was what it would be like to be dead. I was worried it wouldn’t be what I hoped it to be, and also afraid that dying would hurt.

But I still had so much speed I overshot over the wall, and about 10 meters over the wall I suddenly came to a gentle stop while still in mid air, a few meters off the ground. It was as if I had landed on a giant invisible air cushion, or like I was a piece of metal which was captured in a strong magnetic field. And now I was slowly lowered to the ground, and felt that whatever had taken a hold of me released me the second my feet stood firmly on the ground and I had my balance. I now saw myself from third person view – which was my preferred way of playing the game.

I could see my uniform had the golden colours of the GDI, but the base I had landed in too sported the golden colours and GDI logo on its structures. I was totally confused now, cause I came from a GDI base. This was supposed to be the enemy. But I didn’t belong here, it was obvious. The buildings were different, much more advanced. Really high tech. It were the same kind of buildings as in the other base, but the ones you’d expect to see in the game after 100 years had past. It was so futuristic. And my heart was racing in my chest, still a bit shocked by how I got here and what I found.

Then I heard soldiers marching, and the sound of their boots in unison was getting closer to my location. I ran away and fled into their weapons factory, the hind door, where I knew a place to hide, and stood there, waiting. The weapons I carried were of the old tech from my base, not whatever fancy weaponry these guys would have. But then a voice spoke to me. It was a clear voice, and very friendly. It said: “You do not have to be afraid. We will protect you. You do not understand this yet, but you belong here. This is where you came from. You are welcome to stay here if you want.” Though translated to English, this was almost exactly what was said. I wasn’t 100% sure about the first and last line, but the overall meaning was this.

These weren’t words spoken to me, but more like thoughts given to me, if that makes sense. And when the voice spoke I knew that whoever said it was also the one who had caught me in that energy field upon falling into the base. With the words given to me, I felt relieved and walked around the base. The base where I came from did not have all this fancy technology. The more I saw the more I started to remember: “Yes, indeed, this is where I’m from.” Like the memories came back to me. But I had all these archaic equipment on me, old weapons and other old tech. Even my outfit (I was an engineer) was visibly outdated to what the other soldiers in this base were wearing.

The base was on active alert, and there was a lot of activity. Armed men, running from one side to the other, carrying equipment, tanks and armoured vehicles drove from right to left. They were clearly preparing for a battle. I came to realise that the explosion in that other base had not come from this base, as they were still getting ready for their assault. The explosion must’ve been triggered by someone inside the other base. What were their motives? And if this base I was in right now represented the good guys, were the other the bad guys? Had I been deceived, or was there a third party involved?

Whatever the case was, I was sure that will all this fancy equipment this military knew who the real enemy was, and I wanted to help them with the coming battle any way I could. But I wasn’t sure whether my gear would make any difference in the coming battle. Both my gear but also my skills were inferior to my fellow soldiers in this army. But of the many things I carried, one was a traditional ‘repair gun’ which in the game would shoot a 3 feet long beam, that would repair the health of building, vehicles, and infantry alike.

I would be able to bring up the life energy of injured soldiers, and repair damaged tanks and other vehicles. It also would allow me to repair damaged base structures. This had to be at least slightly helpful. Whatever difference I could make, I wanted to make it. I then spotted a large tank about to exit the gate at the defence walls, clearly on its way to the front-line. I ran towards it and decided to remain behind this bulky piece of armour, so I would be protected by its armour while being able to keep repairing it with my ‘repair gun’. As I went into battle, I woke up.

 

Analysis:

I think this dream was an emulation of what is going on in heaven at this moment. I have little doubt that the entity that caught me and spoke to me was God. Maybe the whole event was a rehearsal for my death. Though actually, I was about to die, but didn’t through intervention. Though that intervention led to me to choose to pick up arms and go to battle with this army, so maybe this whole saga was needed for me to be able to get a peek of what is happening up there right now. This dream did alleviate some of my fears involving my death. I wasn’t really aware I had these fears, as I do not fear being dead, but apparently I do have some fears about dying itself. And I think this dream showed me I do not have to fear it. I’ll be caught.

Something that I think the dream showed me was that I thought I was involved with the good guys, but it turned out it was much more complicated. Maybe everyone thinks they’re the good guys? But the colours I wore were those of the good guys; I wasn’t seen as the enemy in that fancy base. I chose to make myself useful, and go to battle with this army. Although at first I was worried I would not have anything of value to offer this army, I turned out to be able to heal others was actually very valuably for the coming battle.

The base from where I started was blown up by an explosion, that seemed to have been caused by someone inside that base itself. Maybe this symbolises the “COVID-19 pandemic”? It was the trigger for the heavenly army to mobilise. Or perhaps that the truth movement – although largely consisting out of people who want to do good – are infiltrated by the enemy for the purpose of self-sabotage? That makes a whole lot of sense actually. There is so much drama in these groups. Drama totally doesn’t fit this public.

I worry if maybe I am not going to survive whatever is going to happen in the world here on Earth, but perhaps this dream showed me I would intend to come back spiritually and finish what I started.

It was a pleasant dream, even though the ending brought with it a heavy tone and feel. It showed me that heaven is well equipped for the coming war. They have everything they need to win this war, but it also showed me that they do have to make an effort in that battle. We haven’t won yet.