The Secret Group of Hope

I glimpsed something last night in bed, though unable to really sleep. It was basically a secret group dedicated to ensuring the world remains stable, but it did so by maintaining its sense of hope. It seemed like it was a secret part of another group- a larger group but still secret- that was focused on simply maintaining the order of the world, with no consideration for the happiness, hope, or even satisfaction of those in it.

It seemed like in this scenario I may have been part of the latter group at first. It seemed I was aware that there was this other group out there, but their reputation was that they could brainwash you in a moment, so the utmost care was always taken to avoid interaction with them; this was difficult, given that these were two deeply intertwined clandestine groups. From time to time it seemed one of the hopeless group's ranks were lost, or it was discovered one had been turned, seemingly regardless of their degree of loyalty to the cause up to that point. So the hopeful group's reputation became worse than the group explicitly looking to dominate the world, generally, for those who were aware of the groups.

This delicate balance had been in place, it seemed, for some time. As this scenario started in my mind though, I found myself "encountering" a member of this hope filled group. I felt a moment of fear as to what they might do, but it was the briefest moment as that was all it took to also understand what they actually did that could turn anyone, and it turns out would turn anyone, without doubt or error; I found myself turned just as quickly as the rumors said would happen.

Essentially these few, who were familiar to me, seemed to say something, like a logic test,, and as I considered their logic it was like a radio flipped on in my brain and I realized that their message of uncanny hope was so enticing because it was true. I also realized that at this juncture it was self-evidently true as well. Something about the radio signal made it clear that it could not be faked or forged, and so just as obvious as it was to me that I had been an enforcer of the grinding machine the moment before, it was now just as thoroughly obvious to me that I was one of these heroes of hope.

Trust was also not a concern on this team I now found myself on, as this radio function linked us, and we simply knew when anyone else was lying. It honestly went deeper than simply if a spoken word were a lie or not, it was like we had something like perfect empathy for each other. Externally it seems like this might be intrusive and warrant the negative reputation of the group, but it was like in the process of realizing the truth of this, all concern for privacy along these lines disappeared. In a realm crafted sense it reminds me of Adam and Eve being naked with each other without shame; we were all physiologically (psychologically? Essentially thoroughly outside of the surface realm) naked, but there was no shame to it.  It also remind me of some of the descriptions of the saints in Revelation, like there was a place where they were all connected and communicating, but it also seemed like they were interacting in the realm with the white garments (a kind of disguise?) given to them.

I immediately started thinking about what I might do for the cause, and why they decided to recruit me for this. It seemed like the why wasn't entirely their choice, although it was a choice they were very glad to make it. Essentially once someone reached this juncture, them joining the group became as obvious as being able to trust them and vice versa, it was the "purging of sin" type concept, in order to enter "the city" although it felt like in my case much of who I was, including my shortcomings, were preserved in the transition. I had not expected truth to be so thoroughly obvious and joyful; it always seemed like something that needed constant diligent consideration to further approach, but this scene made me forget about all of those possible paths. In retrospect, it does seem like the obviousness and joyfulness of the truth should have been expected, given their intrinsic links with God. 

I started considering the resources now at my disposal and how these might be used in my hands to further the cause. Many here were wealthy, famous, and powerful, which provided an excellent perspective for this kind of thing, although it did mean subtlety was required to keep their involvements beneath the radar from the other group. My position was obviously quite different, truly unknown, but I was in a position to seemingly say whatever I wanted, to put these things on record for better or worse, illuminating all sides of this equation in a kind of naivety that was now wearing off (had now worn off, in this daydream). Then I suddenly got the sense that they had been waiting for me for some time, due to my particular writing style. Not only that, but I got the sense that this guide I was there with now was just waiting politely for me to realize what this actually meant for me, by my personal estimation of value. I considered this silence between us and then it hit me: my soulmate was part of this group! Even just focusing on her at that point I could sense her signal on the radio. I got the sense that many of these battles I had glimpsed along the way had been handled in advance. It seemed to be known that once I was located and brought into the fold that my soulmate and I would be inseparable for quite some time. In this daydream I got the sense throughout that this was the kingdom of heaven on earth, being in the midst of it, not having to go anywhere for that perfection. This group still had struggles/tension, but those were the challenges that truly emphasized the deeper truth of the structure. It felt as though the final stitches, the final necessary threads to secure, and defenses that we needed, were all seamlessly falling into place. As I consider and edit today as well, this effect feels like it is welling back to the surface, as if, for better or worse, it would be finished smoothly, hope and I truly on the same page, and Hope having in fact studied for this moment to shine.