This Wasn’t Just a Dream. It Was a Warning.

by Virginia Underwood
It started with trash.

I was trying to throw something away,
just some garbage someone had tossed on the ground.
But when I opened my hand…
there it was:
a diamond ring from my ex.
Old jewelry.
Remnants of past relationships.
Stuff I thought I’d already let go of.

It was all mixed together —
the literal trash and the energetic leftovers.
And somehow…
that’s how I ended up inside Walmart.

But it wasn’t really Walmart.
It was a dystopian funhouse
with fake wood walls and plastic smiles
and something deeply wrong in the air.

People I knew were there,
working. training. taking classes.
But the “education” was hollow.
They were training teachers —
but it wasn’t about wisdom.
It was about compliance.

I was with my daughter.
We were trying to teach people about water —
real water. Sacred water.
Trying to remind them how vital it is.
How alive it is.
But no one was listening.
They were too used to dehydration.

We tried to leave.
Every exit was hidden.
The elevators were camouflaged to look like the walls.
One said “Not in Use” — but the sign was nearly invisible.
We kept getting pulled deeper in.

And then it got worse.
We ended up in the middle of some violent “game” —
people in oversized boxing gloves
running back and forth, punching each other.
And everyone was laughing.
Like this was normal.
Like this was fun.

But the worst part?
After I woke up, I fell back to sleep and
I saw a woman strapped to a conveyor belt.
She had a mold surrounding her body.
She couldn’t scream.
The terror coming off her was electric.
She went in human…
and came out a plastic doll
with a wide, forced smile
like Joker in Batman,
and haunted, hollow eyes.

And I realized:

This isn’t just a dream.
This is a warning.

This is what happens when we stuff down our truth.
When we follow the science and regurgitate “the facts.”
When we trade authenticity for acceptability.
When we’re told to smile through the horror
and call it “fine.”

This world — the one we’re waking up in —
is filled with beautiful, powerful people
being packaged, processed, and presented
as “normal” and “safe”
until they forget who they really are.

We are being taught to:

✅ Numb out.
✅ Smile wide.
✅ Accept violence as entertainment.
✅ Mistake programming for education.
✅ Forget our own damn water.

But I haven’t forgotten.
And neither have you.
You wouldn’t be reading this if you had.

So here’s your reminder:
The conveyor belt is real.
The transformation is already happening.
But you don’t have to take the ride.

You can drop the trash.
You can reclaim the jewels.
You can burn down the factory
and drink from the sacred spring of your own knowing.

There IS a way out.
And if it’s not visible —
make one.

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