Sunday, October 1, 2017 at 12:31 am.
Father? This is the 10th month! Is it time, my Father? Is it time for all to happen NOW? I need to rest. I need to sleep some more. Once again, I ask, O my Father, to give Your beloved such sleep. I ask, heal me and I shall be healed. Save me from this tiresome discomfort in my body and soul, and I shall be saved.
It’s now 1:26 am. Father? You reminded me to look for the meaning of the last strange dream I dreamt. It is still vivid in my mind. The one symbol I saw before I woke up was a hotel clerk handing me a quill pen to sign in a very strange hotel entrance. I woke up while seeing the woman holding the quill and pointing it to me.
I remember the first thing in the dream was I in a taxi. I got in the front seat. Immediately I asked the driver a strange question, “Where do you come from?” He mentioned some town in Mexico. I, enthusiastically responded, “I come from Guatemala!” And a very friendly chat began. I remember the friendly chat coming to an end at my arrival at my destination. The driver walked a few steps with me. He stood in the side-walk to point me across the street to a building. Apparently, my destination. I thought he was coming along with me, but! He had to get back to his taxi.
I walked towards the building. There was much traffic. I remember seeing a sign on top of the building I was heading for. AT Hotel. The letters were big and sketched. At the entrance of the building were some stairs. Two men were sitting obstruction the entrance. I asked them to move. They just moved enough for me to pass. I remember kicking some rubbish out of my way. I came to the strangest entrance. There was a semicircular shape check-in counter. It had a checkers wall covering around it.