I dreamt I was listening to a prophet who came locally to speak, in my parents garage at our old small house. A few others were there besides me. He read the in the Bible about who could be saved and said "If I was to translate this, I would say almost no one can be saved. Only those who do everything to try and keep all the commandments and save a little to contribute to the Lord; and then only a tiny amount of them, who put away everything they had and sold all in hopes of gaining access, a glimpse of God. Perhaps then, a few of those could be saved." I understood this was a loop, a recursion. Give all, then double down, try again and give more.

I took this to mean that those who tried diligently to serve the Lord, everything they could do to fight against their own "DNA" and groveled and searched could have their hearts right enough to finally say, "Ok, I think understand. I think I understand why the scriptures speak in the language of condemnation. I think I know why the commandments are given. To bring us to such a point of humility that there is only one thing left. And that thing cannot be appreciated, realized, understood or comprehended, but through such a process, even though it is always within the reach of every being.

It was late. I had a tape recorder which I had neglected to start, but I started it now, lest I miss anything else. I looked at the clock on the wall which read a little after 2am. I was sleepy and it was a hard saying. The prophet seemed offended and said, "Sleep through, I don't even know if anyone is listening." I said "I'm sorry, it is just so late for us." He seemed to understand, and then I said "Besides, I used to fall asleep listening to your voice for a month, or more." to which he laughed. I located my pillow to lay down my head and sleep and woke up in real-life needing a drink of water and wanting to record what I had neglected to record in my dream.