Archive for the ‘Film’ Tag
Back in 2004, I was hitchhiking and I ended up in Clarkson, Washington. I got a motel room and the Holy Ghost fell very heavy that night and into the next morning. I knew something was up—I was in that motel room for a reason. I turned on the TV early that morning and the film Minority Report was on some channel—I knew in my spirit that the Lord wanted me to watch that film.
I watched the film and thought it was very good. There were these three people—two men and one woman—who were called precogs (precognitive) and they had a gift of foreseeing the future. The woman precog was especially talented. In their dreams or visions they could predict a murder before it happened. Tom Cruise played a cop who worked with the precogs to prevent crimes, like murder, from happening.
Later in 2008, I was hitchhiking in Nebraska and I walked several miles to this place that had a motel and cafe. The Lord told me to get a motel room that night. That afternoon the film Minority Report was on TV and I watched it again. The Lord showed me that my dreams would come true—the dreams that the Lord gave me would come true. I thought of my very vivid dream of the Las Vegas Earthquake.
I think it is great how the Lord will use circumstances, people, films and other things to get our attention to show us things and teach us things in our walk with the Lord. Jesus Christ is Lord over our lives everyday.
I think that it is very interesting that in the film, John Anderton had his eyes surgically removed and then had to get new eyes for him to penetrate the PreCrime organization and get to the truth of Ann Lively’s and his son’s death. New eyes, new birth through baptism (he was hiding under water in the bath tub), new vision (prophetic vision with the help of the precog Agatha) and new life. And this is how John Anderton exposed and defeated Director Lamar Burgess and the Gates of Hell.
Matthew 16: 18: “and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.”
Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
21 December 2010
“Minority Report, starring Tom Cruise, directed by Steven Spielberg. Precog. Ann Lively. Visions. Dreams come true. John Anderton. New eyes. A prophet’s eyes. Prevision. Las Vegas Earthquake.”
Chief Dan George
A few days ago, I was hitchhiking west on I-90 just outside Belgrade, Montana. This eighteen-wheeler pulled over and I ran up to the cab and climbed in. The guy driving the truck was Art and he was seventy-five years old. He was hauling some equipment to Tacoma, Washington.
Art told me that he was driving through New Mexico a number of years ago. He was somewhere near Gallup on I-40 when he saw this skinny guy walking down the highway. Art pulled over to give him a ride. The guy got in the cab and immediately Art recognized him . It was Chief Dan George who was in the film The Outlaw Josey Wales, starring Clint Eastwood.
Art asked Chief Dan George why he didn’t have his own pickup. George said that those Hollywood guys don’t pay very well. They stopped at a cafe and got something to eat. George autographed something for Art. Art gave George a ride for seventeen miles—he lived on a nearby reservation.
I remember watching The Outlaw Josey Wales—I have seen it a few times now. I thought Chief Dan George did a good job of acting in the film.
Art dropped me off in Missoula. I walked across Missoula, hitched another ride to Lolo and camped out near the river west of Lolo that night.
Chief Dan George
The Outlaw Josey Wales
Clint Eastwood’s film High Plains Drifter (1973)
Dreams from LORD 2003-2006
21 February 2005
[This is an excerpt from Hand on the Helm by Katherine Pollard Carter]
“He Stood Untouched By 35 Firing Machine Guns”
Alvin York: “On October 6th, 1918, he was in a reconnaissance group of sixteen men sent to locate the German division responsible for the deadly machine gun fire that was pinning down his American unit.
“Stepping out of a thicket in the Argonne Forest, all sixteen men walked unknowingly right into the fire from thirty-five machine guns. Ten of the mountaineer’s followers were killed instantly and two others were wounded but dashed back into the thicket. So did the three other men in the group. But red-headed Alvin York was angry. He stood his ground.
“Every time a gunner peeped over the rim of his machine gun nest, York sent a rifle bullet through his head. Oblivious to the German bullets, he stood erect and downed the enemy with deadly accuracy. When the German officer sent a bayonet squad after him, York picked off each of the men, beginning with the last one and finally dropping the leader.
“Amazed at his prowess, the German Major called out that he would surrender his entire force if York would cease firing. York agreed, and marched 132 prisoners, including three officers back to his own lines.
“General Pershing, commander of the American Expeditionary Force, acclaimed Alvin York ‘the greatest soldier of the war.’
“Alvin York absolutely believed that God supernaturally shielded him from those machine gun bullets.
“‘It was a higher power that shielded us,’ York said years later. ‘The man on my right and the man on my left were shot to pieces. I never got so much as a scratch or a cut on my uniform.’”
Psalm 91: 7: “A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.”
Isaiah 54: 17: “No weapon that is formed against thee shall prosper.”
Psalm 34: 7: “The angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear him, and delivereth them.”
Psalm 34: 21: “Evil shall slay the wicked: and they that hate the righteous shall be desolate.”
Here is an excerpt from To Conquer Hell: The Meuse-Argonne, 1918 by Edward G. Lengel. Chapter 16, page 251:
“Among the soldiers charged with carrying out Liggett’s plan was a tall, heavily freckled soldier with a thick red mustache, Corporal Alvin C. York. A deeply religious, semiliterate farmer from Fentress County, Tennessee—one of the poorest counties in the United States—York was a draftee and deeply uncomfortable with shedding human blood, whatever the cause. The War Department refused to grant him conscientious objector status, however, and his battalion commander and others succeeded in convincing him that military service was not inconsistent with God’s word. York served, but he never grew comfortable with war. Bayonet training with straw dummies left him feeling ‘queer to think I might have to cut up human beings. I still didn’t want to kill. I still did feel somehow that it was wrong—terrible wrong for human beings to take each other’s life.’
“All of which is not to say that York felt at all uncomfortable with guns. He grew up in an era when guns and hunting were inescapable staples of American rural life, and like Jack Barkley, another country boy, he was an excellent marksman. Yet York was a different kind of man. Where Barkley, like many Doughboys, thrived on gambling, drinking, cussing, and combat, York preferred the simple life.
“‘I had put all of the drinkin’ and fist-fightin’ away behind me. I left it back home on the Kentucky line. I didn’t have a drink all the time I was in France. I didn’t have a fist fight or an argument. I didn’t swear or smoke either. I wasn’t any better’n any of the other boys. It was jes my way of livin’, that was all.’
“York said nothing about the Lost Battalion in his diary in early October. Other thoughts occupied his mind. ‘We went out on the main road,’ he wrote on October 5th, ‘and lined up and started for the front and the Germans was shelling the road and airoplanes was humming over our heads and we were stumbling over dead horses and dead men and shells were Bursting all around me.’ Faced with such sights, he could only look up to Heaven and spread his hands. ‘Then it was,’ he wrote, ‘that I could see the Power of God helped man if he would only trust him.’ That—and a steady rifle.”
The Architect of The Matrix
Dreams from the LORD 2003-2006
24 April 2005
I have just been rereading the dream that I had on 16 September 2004. In that dream, after I had spoken to President Bush, I walked into another room. This room had many windows. Last night, Wes and I saw the last half of The Matrix Reloaded. There is a scene where Neo walks into this room with many TV monitors and he talks to the architect of the Matrix. This room with many TV monitors could also be called a room with many windows—windows open to the world, the Matrix. When you look out a window, you see landscapes, people, buildings, etc. When you see a TV monitor, you see landscapes, people, buildings—whatever the TV is monitoring.
Surveillance is a form of power and control. Aspects of our American culture would be called a surveillance culture. England has many surveillance cameras in its cities: cameras to monitor street traffic, cameras inside buildings for security reasons, cameras everywhere—more so than the United States. We have satellites orbiting the earth monitoring weather patterns, troop movements, using GPS for mapping different parts of the world.
Back to The Matrix Reloaded. The architect was in a position of power because he could see through these many windows (TV monitors) and see what was happening all over the Matrix. The architect was in a position of control. Before Neo could save Zion, he had to confront the architect and the architect would answer the questions that Neo had concerning the Matrix and why Neo was created. Neo was created to save Zion.
Back to the dream of 16 September 2004. The room with many windows was a room of power and authority. You might be right in calling it the war room—the room where the big, strategic decisions are made. I was the only one in that room. If a room has many windows—windows looking in every direction—a man could see in all directions (a man could see all things).
In a field of battle, if a soldier can see the enemy before the enemy can see him—this would be an advantage. If a general of an army has certain intelligence about the enemy and the enemy does not know this—this would be an advantage. If the President of the United States knows that a certain foreign government is going to be toppled before it happens, he won’t be caught off guard.
To see through a glass darkly is one thing; to see through a window clearly is quite another. To see five hundred miles ahead of everybody else on the planet would appear to be an advantage to somebody. Either people would call you a prophet or people would call you nuts.
A room with many windows. I once visited a lighthouse on the coast of Oregon back in 2000. When you climbed the spiral staircase and reached the top of the lighthouse, you could see in all directions. The Lord is my light and my high tower.
II Kings 6: 11-12: “Therefore the heart of the king of Syria was sore troubled for this thing; and he called his servants, and said unto them, Will ye not shew me which of us is for the king of Israel? And one of his servants said, None, my lord, O king: but Elisha, the prophet that is in Israel, telleth the king of Israel the words that thou speakest in thy bedchamber.”
Here is the dream of 16 September 2004:
“Last night I had a dream where I saw President George W. Bush sitting in a chair and his eyes were red because he had been weeping. I walked up to him, he stood up and smiled at me and we shook hands. We spoke to each other for a short while and then I walked into another room in the house where we were in. This room had many windows. I was alone in this room and I began to weep bitter tears because President Bush’s wife had passed away. I saw the number 67 and I believe it meant that she (Laura Bush) died at the age of sixty-seven. When I awoke, I was very agitated in my spirit.”
Samson killing the Philistines with the jawbone of an @#!*%
Dreams from the LORD 2003-2006
17 March 2005
Vicarious. Vicarious sacrifice. Vicarious intercession.
“Vicarious adj. [Lat. vicarius—see VICAR.] 1. Endured or done by one person substituting for another 2. Acting in place of someone or something else. 3. Felt or experienced as if one were taking part in the experience or feelings of another.” (Webster’s II New Riverside University Dictionary)
I hope that this isn’t a stretch, but when I prayed with that youth pastor last summer against a Jezebel spirit, I believe it was a vicarious intercession. A few days later, the Lord showed me “ripple effect.” I believe that that prayer is rippling outward in the spiritual realm taking out Jezebel strongholds. They (the Jezebel strongholds) are falling like dominoes all over the world. The prayer of a righteous man availeth much.
Since 2001, the Lord has shown me “Bush”, “George Bush”, “1600”, “White House”, “Washington, D.C.” and anything else that pertains to George W. Bush’s presidency. My life is a vicarious intercession for President Bush to keep Satan off of his back. President Bush’s decision to take out satanic strongholds in Afghanistan and Iraq is having a ripple effect in the Middle East and eventually throughout the world.
Before Joshua could take the Promised Land, he had to take out Jericho first. Before the Allies could take Europe away from the Nazis, they needed to take Normandy first. Before freedom can be established throughout the world, the Taliban and Saddam Hussein have to be taken out first. A mustard seed of faith is all that is required to get the ball rolling. Before Samson slew the thousandth and final Philistine, he started by slaying one Philistine and then two Philistines and then ten Philistines and then one hundred Philistines and so on and so on.
One man with absolute faith in God can move mountains and gain liberty for millions of people. Look at the life of William Wallace in Mel Gibson’s movie Braveheart.
“God has such gladness every time he sees from heaven that a sinner is praying to Him with all his heart, as a mother has when she sees the first smile on her baby’s face.”
What is a Jezebel Spirit all about?
Dreams from the LORD 2003-2006
9 January 2005
Back in September of 2001, the Lord had me watch The Pelican Brief starring Denzel Washington and Julia Roberts to show me that someone wanted to assassinate President George W. Bush. The Lord told me to phone the White House on the morning of 7 September 2001 to warn them of an assassination plot. At noon that same day, the Lord told me, “the assassin shall be assassinated”—just like in that scene from The Pelican Brief where that guy named Rupert (hired by the CIA) kills the assassin who wants to kill Darby Shaw (Julia Roberts). Four days later on 11 September 2001 that plane crashed in western PA—the plane thought to be targeting the White House. The assassin was assassinated. Praise the Lord!
This story is a conversation between a hitchhiker and a former editor from Warner Brothers. The editor did some work on the film High Plains Drifter.
It was probably the spring of 1997. I hitchhiked north on U.S. 395 from southern California and got dropped off in Bishop. Bishop is a very beautiful place.
The mountains to the east were dry and brown, the mountains to the west (Sierra Nevadas) were rugged and snow-covered. There are a lot of irrigated ranches in that valley. I walked through Bishop for a couple of miles and then stopped north of town on U.S. 395. I waited for a short while and this vehicle pulled over to pick me up.
The guy who gave me a ride was probably in his late fifties or early sixties. He told me that he was coming from a ranch that he owned in Mexico; he was heading to Mammoth Lakes where he owned a grocery store. I told him that I was hitchhiking around the country for a short while; I had just quit my job at Harold Pike Construction Company in Ames, Iowa (Pike Construction hired me ten times in four years, I was grateful that they let me work for them so many times).
“So what did you do before you bought your ranch?” I asked.
“I worked for Warner Brothers as an editor,” he replied. “I worked at Warner Bothers for a number of years and got tired of being in the studio.”
“So what films did you work on?” I asked.
“One film I worked on was High Plains Drifter,” he said.
I looked at him and exclaimed, “No way! High Plains Drifter? That is one of my favorite westerns. You are not going to believe this, but in 1995 I had a short story published by Ethos magazine. The title of my short story is ‘High Plains Drifter.'”
At the time, I had a few copies of my short story in a folder in my backpack. I would pass out my story to people if they were interested in reading it.
“When you drop me off, I will give you a copy of my short story,” I said.
We drove north on U.S. 395. At Lake Crowley he turned off the road and dropped me off at this intersection. I dug out my folder that was in my backpack and gave him a copy of “High Plains Drifter.”
“Thanks,” he said.
“Thanks for the ride.”
He drove off and I started walking up U.S. 395. I walked for a short while. The sun was down and I needed to find a place to sleep. I jumped over this fence and walked out into this sagebrush maybe a quarter of a mile from Lake Crowley. I rolled out my sleeping bag and slept there. I think it got down in the upper 20s F that night.
About my meeting the guy who gave me a ride from Bishop to Lake Crowley: there are no accidents in the Kingdom of Heaven. Things happen for a reason.
The next day I hitchhiked north to Reno.
[The film High Plains Drifter, starring Clint Eastwood, was made at Mono Lake near Lee Vining, California in 1973. Lee Vining is on U.S. 395 between June Lake and Bridgeport.]
[Originally published by Digihitch.com]
High Plains Drifter (short story)
HIGH PLAINS DRIFTER/Written in Blood
Book Review: High Plains Drifter
Clint Eastwood’s film High Plains Drifter (1973)
Sleeping at the Post Office in Bridgeport, California