An End for Each of Us
Nightfall Apocalypse, the Series — Part 6
.
Worlds have already been destroyed in the name of experience — and yet, only here on Earth does the experiment make us believe that we are alone in the universe.
.
The World to Come
September 2015, Playa del Carmen, Riviera Maya, Mexico. My sister and I had just arrived from Cancún to have dinner with her American friend — a woman who had lived in the peninsula for what felt like an eternity. She had brought along a male companion, much younger than her, who looked a little lost.
I, too, was still finding my way back to life — a slow rebirth that had been unfolding since December 2010, when I chose not to die. I had already found Crimson Circle a decade earlier, and by then I knew, with piercing clarity, that there was no way back to sleeping. But the passion was gone, my health was fragile, my finances unstable. I had lost everything — as I was meant to — and we were deep in that long, strange hiatus, the in-between years when the energy wasn’t ready for our true creations — the ones we came here to do, but nothing from the past could have possibly worked anymore.
My sister — impatient beyond words, but always loving — sustained my life in many ways, trusting that what I was doing, though invisible, was worthy.
So here I was: fiercely awake, wholly convinced — and completely lost, suddenly uttering a mouthful of truth to this stranger, who dared to ask a question:
“In the future, the world will be divided by resonances. Each one will cohabitate in the one it belongs to.”
As I spoke, an image lit up in my mind’s eye: floating islands suspended above the Earth, each vibrating in its own frequency — not unlike the logo we later designed for The Dreamer Quiz of A Thousand Dreams.
My whole aura rang around me, as it always does when I speak something essential and true.
.
Dreaming Timelines into Existence
There are multiple possible futures — and every potential is an echo in the dream multiverse, where endings are as real as beginnings. This is precisely what Adamus offers in DreamWorlds: every iteration already exists.
The configuration is sovereign, personal, intimate. There are timelines where Earth as we know it ends: by fire, flood, famine, or sheer exhaustion. Some are playgrounds for souls still craving drama, survival, power — the old games. In some, humanity sleeps through its awakening or clings so tightly to structure that it collapses under its own weight.
But those are not my timelines.
And they don’t have to be yours, dear reader.
The Apocalypse isn’t the end.
It’s the moment of choosing which dream you claim as real — the dream you now choose to live in. Because the moment you ask — the moment you truly feel that question — you’re no longer trapped in anyone else’s ending.
.
And now, we are not merely choosing timelines — we are dreaming them into existence.
In dreams and through imagination, we can walk into a collapsing timeline and bring beauty there. We might enter a timeline of despair, ruin, or distortion — and instead of trying to fix it, we would dance in it. We would breathe there — and something in the entire landscape would shimmer, shift, and heal.
We don’t escape. On the contrary, we enter fully. And through our presence, dead ends find new beginnings. The timelines that would have died begin to dream again.
That is why some of my dreams seem to hold contradictions: apocalyptic, yet breathtaking. Final, yet brimming with grace.
I was never just watching the end — I was inside that Frozen Manhattan, mesmerized by its beauty… and in so being, breathing new waves into life.
.
2032 The Timeline of Grace
The Red Lion contains a peculiar reference to the destruction of worlds — not metaphorical, but cosmological in scale.
“The magical civilization declined and was destroyed by cataclysms, and the beings who were a part of it went to live on planets with denser physical atmospheres.” [1]
It should be no surprise, then, that within Earth, we already coexist with less dense civilizations: the Devic world, from which some of us came, and the communities that chose to unlock themselves from the planetary global resonance.
Across the world, there are many examples of two communities — each on its own dimension — living in the same space. [2] We even coexist with the ghosts of the dead that refuse to leave the Realms of the Earth!
But it was until 2024, when Jami, a youngster from the future channeled by Geoffrey Hoppe at the Metaphysics of the Merlin event, that I understood how this dimensional shift, this bifurcation of realities could occur: somewhere around 2032, we would wake up on a different timeline — just like that! [3]
And I know what it is because I have experienced changing timelines in the dream state: everything is the same, but it is not. The difference is subtle but undeniable; the characters and the stage remain, but the script and the feeling are new.
In a dream of April 23, 2023, I experienced multiple scenes in a parallel timeline — a version of reality noticeably lighter, more graceful, and free of the stress and density of everyday life where everything feels a little whiter, cleaner, and more abundant.
I visit a friend’s home where even the sleeping arrangements feel luxurious: the mattress is pristine, the space airy and white, and I already own the perfect suit for sleeping either in a tent or on mats. There’s a sense of readiness and flow.
In another scene, I am in a car with someone close, talking easily about plans. My mother and her friends are nearby, and there’s talk of heading to buy fine chocolates. It’s all gentle, warm, and familial — relationships flow naturally, without tension.
At an open-air acting academy, I am offered everything I need, including elegant makeup tools. I missed some hours of class but I am welcomed in and naturally excel. The space resembles a royal encampment — open, refined, white, with air and light all around.
I am also praised — by my mother’s friends — for my talent in both acting and brand strategy, comparing me to Juan Pablo, an accomplished actor and the son of one of their friends.
The dream ends with me watching a circular screen, filled with clips of these elegant, luminous experiences. Everything feels more elegant, more refined, more generous — a tangible parallel reality of support, creativity, beauty, and flow.
These scenes show exactly what a change in timeline means — just as Jami described. But in this case, the shift wouldn’t be limited to my immediate reality. This time, it would feel like emerging from a planetary hypnotic state.
.
The End of Prophecy
I originally wrote Nightfall Apocalypse as a single, self-contained piece and published it last April. But the subject was too vast — too deep. The episode, too intense to take in all at once. After receiving a few thoughtful reviews, I knew it called for expansion.
One comment was a response to my own question: Why were the biblical visions so brutal? A friend offered this insight — that those ancient dreamers, the ones who shaped apocalyptic scripture, were seeing through a mind still veiled by fear, distant from its I Am.
It was a sign of the times, you see. But those early dreamers weren’t wrong. They may have interpreted through distortion, yes — but they were tapping into very real potentials vibrating in the field. Potentials that might have played out, had consciousness not shifted — had you and I not done our homework, dear reader.
It’s also true, as I mentioned earlier, that such ferocious visions could jolt you out of numbness, out of apathy. Their rawness served a purpose: preserving faith in a brutal world.
Now, for you — and those like you — the fog has lifted. The dreams are different.
They don’t come from terror, but from presence.
They are not hallucinations — they are creations.
.
One reader said they couldn’t hear my voice.
In the midst of very valuable quotes — which gave materiality, weight, meaning, and direction to the story — I lost myself.
And my voice is critical. Not only because this is my piece, but because throughout this remaking — a format that allows for the inclusion of exemplary dreams, the kind that show exactly why this format matters — I discovered why it feels so urgent, so destined, so scripted that I should write about this topic again and again.
It was quite a shock, really.
While doing my research, I had initially thought of these visionaries as madmen, driven by fear.
But then I discovered something else.
Luke — the Apostle — wrote about the Apocalypse, too.
And he was neither mad nor fearful.
What we call Luke’s Apocalypse (Luke 21:5–36) is essentially his version of the Olivet Discourse — the same teaching Jesus gives in the Gospels of Matthew (24–25) and Mark (13).
It’s not a standalone vision from Luke, but his recounting of what Jesus said — as remembered, interpreted, and shaped through his own narrative lens, with its emphasis on the times of the Gentiles[4], and on how to live through crisis and uncertainty.
Not all visions of the Apocalypse were cast in fire. Some came through the stillness of scribes — those who listened, and bore witness.
Why should I care?
Because I was Luke.
And that’s one of the reasons I know Treeheart so intimately.
The New Horsemen
Heaven is not a location but a realm of consciousness. Earth is its corresponding manifestation in form. Since consciousness and human life are intrinsically one with the planet, “as the old consciousness dissolves, there are bound to be synchronistic geographic and climatic natural upheavals in many parts of the planet,” writes Eckhart Tolle.[5]
This is the effect of growing light upon darkness: it disrupts, reveals, unveils.
But the world does not fall on you — it falls for you.
Even the horsemen — those ancient precursors of the Apocalypse — have evolved. Conquest, war, famine, and death are giving way to subtler, more potent catalysts: Earth, Intelligence, Light, and Love.[6] For it doesn’t matter what awakens you — but at last, gentler paths are available.
- Earth: The transformation of the physical planet.
- Intelligence: Both human and artificial; the expansion of thought.
- Light: Higher consciousness, imagination, illumination.
- Love: The deep love of Self, and the love that holds all things.
Enlightenment is becoming more accessible — not through torture or death, but through nature, creativity, and technology. And yes, I would argue, also through dreaming.
“What is arising now is not a new belief system, new religion, spiritual ideology, or mythology. We will no longer derive our identity, our sense of Self, from the incessant stream of thinking that in the old consciousness we took to be ourselves. We are the awareness that is prior to thought — the space in which thought, emotion, or sense perception happens.” [7]
.
The World, Falling
How we respond to prophecy and revelation depends on who we believe God is, how we understand Christ, how we see ourselves, how we navigate duality, and whether we choose to participate in the awakening of this world or its end.
Still, a few things are clear: atheism, skepticism, and agnosticism are not synonymous with wickedness. Yeshua is not Jesus. Dreams are mirrors of our shared consciousness. And the belief that only believers will be saved is part of the very duality the Apocalypse seeks to transcend.
Seven seals, seven trumpets, seven plagues — and perhaps, seven years from now to 2032: the final “seventieth seven” of Daniel’s prophecy. The old constructs are indeed falling apart, and to many, that feels like destruction.
But this is not the wrath of God. It is the unmasking of illusion. Systems, identities, and inherited stories are dissolving — because dreamers are awakening.
Which dream are you here to call into being?
.
The Ultimate Nightmare came to me seventeen months after Heavens Cross. In it, I met darkness — this frenzied vine — with presence. Some say I walk through dreams like this one on behalf of many — not out of duty, but because I can endure. Others sense it. They remember.
“Was there a battle? Did we win? When did we tip the scales?” The dream replies in kind: the moment of tipping may be behind us, but the illusion of defeat still echoes. We must pass through it, not believe in it.
And the nightmare always arrives before the final breath of dawn.
So yes — even if the Earth were to vanish tomorrow in the collective story, what matters is:
Did you awaken?
And perhaps this is what I came to say: we are not being punished by history, but invited — to see more clearly, choose more wisely, love more deeply, as the old scaffolding crumbles.
Let the old world fall, dear reader.
Yours is rising.
Aberdeem
Olivia M. Zenteno [Aberdeem] is a branding and business strategist. She is building A Thousand Dreams, a portal for dreamers all around the world. www.athousanddreams.world
Thank You
A special thank you note to all those who have kindly supported me in this endeavor; it is invaluable!
Clap
Did you know you can offer as many as 50 applauses for each story? I didn’t.
The Invitation
If you have any related experiences in dreams, please share; they will enrich us all. Otherwise, join, follow, share and if you feel like it, support. Sponsors or investors for The Book of Dreams are very much welcome or you can Buy Me a Coffee.
Background
If you want to know what this blog is about, you may want to read the following post:
If you want to know how the dreaming experience unfolded for me, you may want to read the following post:
If you care to learn about A Thousand Dreams’ origin and destiny, The Launch is the post. The idea came to me two years after I began writing and took shape and gained notoriety really quickly thanks to Adamus Saint-Germain and the Crimson Circle.
And if you want to have fun, take the quiz:
https://thedreamerquiz.athousanddreams.world
Other than that, in this blog you will find posts about many types of dreams and their relationship to our physical reality. Hope you enjoy them!
Reach Out
Contact me at aberdeem144@gmail.com. I will be happy to hear from you.
#520 #318 798 #71427321893 #8888 #8
References
[1] Mária Szepes; The Red Lion: The Elixir of Eternal Life; translated by Erik Simon; Quest Books, 1984; Chapter 6
[2] Crimson Circle; The Temples of Tien; Cloud Class Series, 2015; https://store.crimsoncircle.com/the-temples-of-tien.html
[3] Geoffrey Hoppe channeling “Jami”; Metaphysics of the Merlin event, Colorado; 2024
[4] In this context, “the times of the Gentiles” refers to a prophetic era when spiritual attention extends beyond Israel — a period in which non-Jews (Gentiles) receive the message and participate in what was once the covenant of Israel alone.
[5] Eckhart Tolle; A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose; Penguin Random House, New York, 2005; p. 23
[6] Inspired by traditional eschatology and biblical symbolism; metaphorical reinterpretation by the author.
[7] Eckhart Tolle; A New Earth; p. 37
