THE WINTER WRATH & DREAMWEAVE III ANALYZING PSYCHIC DREAMS (@ BOOKBABY BOOKSHOP & AMAZON BOOKS)
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Sunday, her dream is just as bad. It shows her leaning over Deke, her high school sweetheart who gave her up. She has her arms around his neck. Then, she tells him, “I love you so much, but I hate you, too.” She realizes he’s come as an archetype to represent the Troll. Just another nuisance nightmare created by a Demon spinning sexual webs using an archetype. Craig clacks so much, that morning, she quits watching her movie on low, to vacuum. (She vacuums a long time and leaves it running a while, too.)

The Jumper's Grave has many poems that talk of love between a man and woman. Some parts he talks to the woman sweetly. She looks to him as a guide, or a friend. Many passages explain intricate conversational parts of an ongoing relationship. Some are explicitly clear telling how the man wants to protect her, or it's an explanation of an Angel's protection. He is by the woman's side, at all times, as a spirit.
INTRODUCTION
THE WINTER WRATH, BLUE HEART TROLL
by M R Thoreson
The Winter Wrath introduces an Autistic Troll who is able to communicate with a woman only to torture her, in the hope she'll offer him sex in various ways, with or without her knowledge. He has abilities to use mental powers that we may never understand. This is because he's been raised, more than likely, in neglect and loneliness, unable to reach out because he's been taught to live as withdrawn and quiet, not understanding what is happening to him. Some of these children are not even able to speak. This is Autism.
This data has been incurred by human suffering, a woman living close to vicinity of an Autistic Troll. She is confined, more than likely, unaware at first what she's experiencing. Landlords of these women should be informed by police or social workers to let the woman get away. She's been held a prisoner of a mentally ill narcistic man, who is unable to feel empathy. She'll finally escape after months of brainwashing and sexual visions sent by a Troll's necessary inescapable authority.
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If you want to help the disabled, turn in parents who make fun of young boys with Autism, or they neglect and abuse them. Because of the way the boy is raised, the Autistic Troll has been identified as one who wishes to torture women. And no, he doesn't need to partake in drinking, smoking, or drug habits, although some may drink lightly or smoke marijuana. If the boy is lucky, he'll have a computer.
This is a story about anger and lack of empathy among autistic men, (at any age), who turn to torture to satisfy their needs. It's important to flaunt their abilities and devise dreams that filtrate into a woman's head. While the Autistic Troll would like to share sex with his victim, he's not necessarily wanting sex. He's looking to torture and plan his entrance into her mind, even if it's just to see how she reacts to his love making., (anger, disgust, or pleasure.) He's actually pulling her former love into her head, so he can enjoy her enthusiasm as his own, by using an archetype.
THE WINTER WRATH, BLUE HEART TROLL
"Your timing is perfect."
“Alright, I’ll see you at the house. Don’t forget to turn your lights on.”
Once there, Lester answers the door in black dress pants, a crisp blue long sleeved cotton shirt, and black calf monk strap dress shoes, (they have a double strap across the top.) Very becoming. He offers Carol a seven-up. He has a gin and tonic. They sit in the living room talking.
“Where do you want to eat, Carol?” he asks.
She answers, “Oh, I don’t know. You’re the expert. I have three kids to feed and no escort to go to restaurants, so that should explain everything.”
Lester calls later, “How did it go today? Did you get anything done?”
Carol laughs. “What a silly question. You know I couldn’t wait to get over there to start. But you weren’t in your office, so I had to pick up the work order without a hug. No, I’m kidding.” And she laughs again.
“No, you’re all good,” Lester says with emotion. “If you would’ve asked, you would’ve got a hug.”
“Well, speaking of that,” and Carol hesitates, “Guess what?”
“I can’t guess, Carol, so tell me. Hurry. Go!”
“I got my divorce decree in the mail. I’m free now!”
Lester pauses to take this in, “Interesting,” he says. “I’m not sure how to go forward now. We have had such a good working relationship.”

Then, Al got mad over some trivial thing and smashed her new guitar to pieces. He hid the cruel trick by picking it all up, to neatly put it into his gray Ford F-100 truck, to haul it to the dump. Later, he took the cigarette lighter Carol’s dad gave her, to smash it to bits on the sidewalk. Plus, he ran out of money the end of the month, so he hocked her portable typewriter her dad gave her. She didn’t realize it was gone for weeks. Her heart was broken.

In my distress, I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears. Then, the earth shook and trembled; the foundations also of the hills moved and were shaken, because he was wroth. There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, and fire out of his mouth devoured: coals were kindled by it. He bowed the heavens also, and came down: and darkness was under his feet. And he rode upon a cherub, and did fly: yea, he did fly upon the wings of the wind. He made darkness his secret place; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies. At the brightness that was before him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies. At the brightness that was before him his thick clouds passed, hail stones and coals of fire. Yea, he sent out his arrows, and scattered them; and he shot out lightnings, and discomfited them. Then the channels of waters were seen, and the foundations of the world were discovered at thy rebuke, O Lord, at the blast of the breath of thy nostrils. He sent from above, he took me, he drew me out of many waters. He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from them which hated me: for they were too strong for me. They prevented me in the day of my calamity: but the Lord was my stay. He brought me forth also into a large place; he delivered me, because he delighted in me.
Jessie has a vision. Dream: While she kisses Jerry O’Connell, she sees a garage across from her. It’s missing four trucks. Something happened. “Did the trucks burn up?” Jessie asks Jerry. He answers, “Yes, there was a fire.” She asks, “Well, that’s too bad. Did they have insurance?” “No. They missed their insurance payment.” End.
What a time for a fire to start in the garage. It burned up the hauling trucks, which were used for the business.





DREAMWEAVE III, ANALYZING PSYCHIC DREAMS
Carolyn has a vision. Dream: She talks to a tall man at a counter. He says, “I’ll be gone in one and a half years.” End.
Carolyn has two male friends she’s visited at different times in her life. One is a forever friend, although they dated a couple of times. But the other is a “now and then” friend, who ended up being the love of her life. She never fell in love again. Danny worked a counter in his dad’s pawn shop. He’ll die in one and a half years. Carolyn wept for days because she felt she lost her best friend. The other guy, Brock, left about the same time, ironically. Brock had a girlfriend who needed him for the kids. Those men will never be forgotten.
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That morning, Hudson calls to blow Dixie away. It’s going on five years, for God’s sake. Well, she had sent him a couple of cards, but he texted her one day, to tell her to stop. So she did. She thought it meant it would be the forever end. “Hey Dix,” he says. She answers, “I guess I’d know this voice anywhere.” Suddenly, she’s shy like she doesn’t have enough make-up on. But he can’t see that. “What’s going on, Hud? I’ve missed you, but I know it’s my fault, for that.” “That’s okay,” he relents. “I’m calling to see if you’re terribly busy. I mean, I was wondering if you’d like to see my place?” “What kinda place we talking about?” “A little holler type of building, a chalet. It’s a little restaurant in the woods.”
Dream: She’s on a bus, shocked to see Dino sitting across from her, completely naked. She even calls her mother to tell her, “Guess who’s here?” Then, Dino asks if she’d like to rent a room from him, for $400 a month. She could help him out. End.
Orv’s roommates moved out. The landlord, Dino, needs a payment. So, Orv combines the two incidents to bring out an archetype, Dino. But it doesn’t work. Jennie isn’t going to push the rental. After her shower, at 12:30 pm, she hears two cupboard clacks in the bathroom. At 2:30 pm, she walks down the hall. Orv clacks softly below her. Dino is attractive and young looking, but no thanks. He protects a true Troll.
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THE WINTER WRATH
Claine's Tricks _________________________________________________
The next morning, Claine cracks the ceiling at half past seven, just loud enough for her to hear it. Because she’d told him off the day before, while she dozed on the couch later, he got retribution. And she wasn’t even fully asleep. She was half awake, but not ready to open her eyes. She was careful, however, to ignore what he sent up. Prior to the dream flash, he’d been softly poking various spots on the ceiling, like it was the wind cracking it, below her. At one point, he made sure to poke the ceiling lightly right below her head.
Dream Flash: The Troll sprays a cream-colored horse lying in a pasture. But that isn’t enough. So, a few minutes later, she sees a hazy mist where there is a round deep hole. A key is being put into it slowly. It’s like the Troll is inconspicuously trying to encourage her to have ceiling sex. End. Then, about half an hour later, she hears, “You made a fool of me.”
A day later, he attacks her in a nightmare. He doesn’t try to wake her. Dream: It seems I’m in a large place like a job. I’m engaging in work chores with two men. We get along fine. But when I go to my room, it seems I’m naked on top. Then, one of the men rushes in to attack me. My arms are flailing, trying to fight him off. But he’s pushing, and I feel pain across the left side of my chest. When I fully wake, it’s with a grimace of fear and pain on my face. End.
Carol realizes the Troll really does have a demon. She could feel the pain right thru the dream. That’s very unusual. In fact, that’s what woke her. Not only that, later she’ll see an inch and a quarter long red slash on the back side of her left arm. That’s the arm she mainly held up against the attack. She has no clue where the slash came from. She really wants to move now.


Dream: She’s on a job with two men. She goes home to her room and she’s naked on top. One of the men comes in to attack her. He pushes himself against her chest. Her arms raise to block him, but there’s pain on the left breast, where he punches. She feels it right thru the dream. Her left arm gets many hits, too. She grimaces through the pain. End.
Isadora met the Troll at an outside door. She told him, “Leave me alone, creep.” For that, she got mentally punished. She even sees a deep scratch on her left arm. The Troll poked the ceiling from 11:45-12:15 pm, while she dozed. He didn’t wake her because he was the one who attacked her. He’s the one who has an alter ego, too. He’s a schizophrenic Autistic Troll.



My hands are idle still I wait for work to forget all the souls caught up with headaches domicile acts they know simple courage to drive to the forest, cut down dead trees
Try to forage, know plants that may thrive, dig holes for seeds, start building the home, stockpile your scant needs That’s how to plan when expecting long winters and cold All closed doors will unlock, I sit at a table my keys open doors I haven’t even seen, burns like wormholes that burrow into my negligent soul, it causes me to dawdle and trouble my brain. I must toll the scatter of my gain, deliver possessions to loved ones who’ve earned their capital early. My eyes watch the road
Hoping he’ll come soon to deter that part of me from boredom. If we harbor such long resentments won’t they be an effort to remove and affect how the earth warms? Movement at the level equator forget that it must lean? Not so much toward heaven but toward dawn like a project, rare love Until it comes back to seed, lush growth, good food I’ll change my gray suit and shave this black beard, comb my hair and polish my boots whilst the rain washes ‘way dust on the road, my legs stand erect I must walk to the water
A long ways off, I must remember my well has dried up and my barn is not done, my logical mind is now bittered and roughed by an incessant throb it keeps my head hot while my hand reaches for the beat of my heart, desolate Knowing that when I finish, there will be none. I’ll give him my traveling cars, all worldly possessions and his finger will wear my diamond ring. I ask for forgiveness_____________
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1 Samuel 17:45-49 RSV
45 Then David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with a sword and with a spear and with a javelin; but I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. 46 This day the Lord will deliver you into my hand, and I will strike you down, and cut off your head; and I will give the dead bodies of the host of the Philistines this day to the birds of the air and to the wild beasts of the earth; that all the earth may know that there is a God in Israel, 47 and that all this assembly may know that the Lord saves not with sword and spear; for the battle is the Lord’s and he will give you into our hand.”
48 When the Philistine arose and came and drew near to meet David, David ran quickly toward the battle line to meet the Philistine. 49 And David put his hand in his bag and took out a stone, and slung it, and struck the Philistine on his forehead; the stone sank into his forehead, and he fell on his face to the ground.

She feels a connection for the plumber, Terry. He leaves and she says, “I’ll be along later.” Then, at a meeting, a district manager of Goodwill introduces Milly to a man with sunglasses. When he stands up, to shake her hand, he removes his glasses. She smiles, “Oh, it’s you. I didn’t recognize you.” It’s James Garner. End.
The close connection is with the property manager, Andrew. Terry works for him and so does Milly. Terry comes as an archetype for Andrew. Milly expects him to drop in to close windows. At 1:45 pm, she gets a knock on the door. She thought it was Andrew, but it’s a stranger. Roger is the new owner of the house. He just picked up the keys. James Garner comes as an archetype for Roger. They come as down-to-earth men. Milly is devastated. She’s lost Andrew.

Marilee has a vision: Dream: She enters a building, with her boyfriend, to sit in a pew. She notices the man next to her is dark-haired and wrinkled. Suddenly, he kisses her to say, “My name is Pete Rose.” End.
Pete was 55 then, born April 14th 1941. He died at 83 in 2024. He had a cocky attitude. He kissed a woman while she was with another man. While Marilee should’ve been intrigued, she wasn’t. Pete was MLB’s all-time hits leader, banned from baseball, in 1989. He gambled on Cincinnati Reds games, while he was their manager. He died of atherosclerotic cardiovascular disease, (hypertension.)


LESTER MEETS CAROL AT THE CASINO ACCIDENTALLY
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She walks amidst the people gaming, to suddenly stop, to get her bearings. She looks to her right and to her surprise, she sees Lester about four rows down, looking to his left. Then, their eyes meet and Carol starts walking toward him. Apparently, he’s with one of his apartment managers who drove him down.
Lester asks, “You want to go into the lounge to have a seven-up?”
She laughs, “You remembered I don’t drink. That would be fine. Then, I’ll have to go out on the floor to play some games.”
“We could meet up later, if you like,” he says.
“Are you staying the night? Do you want to meet us in the hot tub near the pool? Or you could come to my room. It’s 344, right by the pool,"she explains.______

Inside the traveling car we escape, I know what you are as we run away, the dirt on the road, it catches my shoes, this is how I stay longer, longer with you. You step on hard pavement going to the store, buying apparel for the ones you care for, not cruel, just too giving wanting to share.

Dreamweave III, Analyzing Psychic Dreams:
Sandra has a vision. Dream: Uncle Tony advertised an item, in section 80, of the newspaper. He’s trying to sell a 45 long Colt Revolver. Sandra laughs to tell him he hasn’t changed. He’s just a little heavier. She kisses his cheek and holds his arm. They’re in Uncle Tony’s car. In fact, he’s been selling cars his whole life. End.
In 2019, Uncle Tony died of natural causes, at 91. He comes as an archetype for Sandra’s ex, Brock, who makes good money cutting down trees. Brock ran the ad. He got the gun from his Dad, who had passed.
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