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The Apocalypse begins when all major banks fail. However there's a small group of enlightened, aware people that have seen this coming and made preparations. They had taken their money out of the banks and into smaller unions which remain unfazed by the destructing . When the when the global financial system crumbles, this causes chaos and pandemonium on earth, however it's just a distraction. While the majority of people are crippled by the events, the astute observer notices amidst the chaos, there are strong, unusually focused characters of superhuman strength training in the rubble. An uprising led by an evil force is beginning and they are training for war . The enlightened ones take heed of this and band together to form an alliance against this evil that is brewing. They begin their training, as well, based on teachings and predictions found in a book called Terra Firma and this is what the second group calls themselves.

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I am so scared that I had this dream. It was absolutely terrifying. I am so horrified right now, and I beg you for your help. I dreamed that I was with my dad. We were driving somewhere far away, perhaps to another town, and I had never been there before. We pulled up at a school, and I remember seeing a chain link fence, and a scoreboard, like the ones they use for sports. I got out of the car, and I knew that he was going to wait there until I was finished with whatever I was doing. I found myself in a library, but it was dark and people were screaming. There was so much death, there was a group of a few people killing everyone in the library. I suddenly was with my younger brother, and a man who I didn't know, but was a friend because of these circumstances. They went to go get help, and I don't know if I was supposed to follow them, but I heard them murdered with a knife, and I heard a choking sound as they died. I was in shock, and I felt nothing but grief for them. And terror for my own life. So I curled up on one of the shelves and pretended to be dead. One of the killers found me, and began talking to another killer. She started rubbing her hands along my side, and I thought that it was useless of me to play dead, and that she knew I was faking. So I opened my eyes, feeling so much fear. Then I found myself bound and sitting on the floor in between the aisles of books. The killers were all around me doing various things, and I knew I was the only one alive. I could tell they were preparing to kill me. I started sobbing, as being tortured is one of my greatest fears. I cannot describe my horror and absolute desperate terror. But I had given up, and knew there was no way I was going to escape. I continued sobbing, and the killers all came to me and tried to comfort me, saying they were going to kill me quickly. I felt comforted by this, but still felt myself clinging to life. Yet I had resigned myself to my fate. I then found myself sitting on a beige mat, the kind you usually see in the wrestling arenas. I was still bound, and sitting watching a small tv with the killers. We were watching a tape of the leader of the killers, and I remember knowing that these killers were a vast organization that no one knew about. As we were watching, the leader, who was old but still lethal and fit, was sparring with other killers. He swung onto the bars they use for gymnastics, but miscalculated, and crashed to the floor, in a sitting position. Everything around him turned black, but you could see him still. It was as if I was standing behind him, not looking through a tv screen. I watched all of his bones explode out of his body, forced out by the impact of his hit to the floor, yet there was no blood. I fellt horror at what i was witnessing, and deep revulsion. I was back in the room with the killers watching the tv. I saw the woman who had first found me cover her mouth and let out a strangled sob at the leaders death. She then turned stone cold, all emotion fled her face, and she turned to the killer next to me and asked him if he could "finish the job" meaning to kill me. He nodded. I then found myself being led through a construction zone, somewhere in the back of the building. There was a bunch of grey metal scaffolding set up, an I could hear saws and see sparks coming from someone welding. I saw men in bright green hospital suits walking up and down the cold grey metal scaffolding. I saw a group of 4 thugs leading a man out. The thugs were skinny, but tough an obnoxious in a sadistic, mentally insane way. The man was in a white hospital gown, and I could see blood dripping down it from several places along his torso and back. I remember feeling so intensely betrayed, as my killers had promised me a quick death when it was plain that they were going to torture me as they had this man. He seemed to have found a renewed strength, for he was at the end of his rope, and did not care if he was tortured. He only cared about not dying a coward, and not complying to these men. He stood in the middle of this noise and scaffolding, his thugs calling him a dog and telling the "dog" to come or they would hurt him more. I could tell that he was making this distraction so I could escape, and so that he could die with honor. I felt confident and dangerous and emotionless. I just let determination take over me, and I turned into a machine with just one sole purpose: to escape. I broke free from my killers, and I remember running down a white hallway with many doors. Two of the men in the bright green tries to stop me, but I hit them both in the throat with my forearm, stunning them and kept on running. I could tell that there were more following me, but I got outside and knew I had some time. I knew that they would not venture out of the compound, and that I had bought some time. I remember finding my dad in the truck, and must have told him what happened. He and I both had that emotionless determination, me to escape this place, and he to protect me. I jumped in the car and crouched down as he began to drive out of the school. I remember more chain link fences, and many school children and cars waiting to pick them up. One of the guards was a killer, disguised as a school security guard. My dad knew what he truly was, and leaned out of the window and told him if he wanted the agent, to phone him in the car two cars behind us. I knew my dad was trying to throw him off our trail, and the killer seemed to understand what my dad said, and went to interrogate the other car. We sped out of there, and I remember wondering how my father knew to say that. I thanked him for staying for me and being there for me, and I felt our bond as father and daughter grow to such a strength. We arrived at home, and I found myself in our dining room. It had white walls and a small wood table and chairs. I remember talking to my mother and father about what happened, and felt the old terror returning, but also a safety and comfort that I had from being back with my family and out of that place. I think my sorrow and fear and horror and terror all exploded out if me, for I screamed something, and found myself sobbing without control into my couch. I felt anger and such a deep sorrow and fear. I remember holding a swimsuit top and sobbing into it, it was olive green and had tiny flower patterns drawn into it. I remember sobbing into it, and I felt my mother behind me stroking my back, trying to comfort me, and I remember thinking to myself, wondering I I would ever get past what I had seen and felt. I awoke with tears in my eyes. I am so shaken by this, I am pleading to you for your help. Please help me understand. Thank you so very much.

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A very attractive man i know, although this man is very arrogant and conceded, in the dream he was kissing my neck and trying to seduce me.when he first started kissing my neck my uncle was in front of me telling me something and when he realized this man was kissing my neck he looked disgusted and walked out of the room. my family had encountered him, i felt insecure that he would be repulsed by my body, there also were many distractions that got in the way of sex

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I had a dream about a very attractive man i know, although he is very arrogant and conceded, in the dream he was kissing my neck and trying to seduce me.when he first started kissing my neck my uncle was in front of me telling me something and when he realized this man was kissing my neck he looked disgusted and walked out of the room. my family had encountered him, and i had the same feeling but felt insecure that he would be repulsed by my body, there also were many distractions that ruined the moment

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In my dreams it is as if i am watching a movie in which most of the time one or few characters are played by me. Last night i dreamed.... I am in a car like Audi SUV with two of my friends and we three a going to meet some person whom i don't know. we are on a huge highway on which very few other vehicles cross us. there is this beautiful music is going on something like still slow peaceful trance, and we instantly are in middle of barren land where we stopped and got out of the car and started looking around then i head something and with was like a sound of the bell and then my friend said they are here and as i turned my head i saw a man on the camel in pure white and the sound was coming from the camel neck ring and they kept coming near, when the camel finally reached the man came down from the animal and said to my friend turn towards me, "He is your last hope to save the world and life force in this universe", i was a bit confused and little surprised as i didn't knew anything as why are we here and what we are doing but just moving with the flow. The man had covered his face in a cloak while said that my second friend commented "are you sure master", then that man removing his cloak from face said "their is absolutely no doubt he is the one", than i saw his face an angelic being with most beautiful texture and light emitted from the face of this being and i felt peaceful as if i know him from long time then a forceful wind blew and an unforgettable sweet fragrance came from him. He came near me put his right hand on my shoulder and said "just be yourself, you will remember and you will be ready". I was just feeling relaxed and peaceful, the man said you must go now, my first friend who brought us their talk with him for couple of seconds alone before the man left saying 'we will meet again and yeah just remember'. We are again in the car this time moving very fast but i relaxed but suddenly our car got hit and as we where in mountainous calif road, we went down straight into the river. While falling my second friend quickly opened the door of the car before going into the water and as we hit the water, they where able to manage to get out into water but i didn't knew swimming, even though i managed get out of car in the river but everything was quick still i was unable to help myself but neither i tried had as if i was ready to die and i started sinking in the water and i had the sound of water as if was like a huge instrumental song been played to me to help me sleep and i saw glimpse as if my friends are yelling my name and trying to swim down to save me but its too late. I am dead, am i, who am i, what am i, why am i, the basic question i thing infinitely raised in my childhood but i knew the answers some how i just don't remember, ...... yes now i remember .... 'i am ... ' i have all the answers to my question, as if just forgot that by some distraction and the very important thing i didn't remember but now i remember and understood what that man meant. now i opened my eyes and i am at the bottom of the river bed and saw bright light of sun hitting the surface of the river, i just stood and pushed up my self as i am a born swimmer. And when i came to the surface of river i saw my friends crying for not able to save me. I moved towards them and said "my friends why do you cry when death is just transition from one existence to another level". They were shocked to here my voice and as the looked where unable to believe their eyes, both said together in one voice you were there (under the water) for more than one hour and how? I said there are some mysteries if understood and realized there are no barriers to one. I took their hands in mine and flied in the air saying i know where we need to be. They were amazed and didn't believe their eyes and said 'who are you', and i replied "your friend who just remembered".

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I don't remember the beginning in much detail but I remember that I was looking for something. There was a highway sidewalk that I was walking on and it was in need of repair. The sidewalks were cracked, the bus stop benches were out of place and needed repairs, the fence guard rail had been painted white in most places but, was missing paint in some areas. Somehow I found the correct type of paint that I carried in a nice (scientific Erlenmeyer flask - may be used used for heating and/or shaking/stirring without the chance of spilling the liquids inside) looking glass bottle. I was really happy that I found the paint and noted the fact that the paint wasn't like regular paint, it was an white, oil based paint that seemed to possibly have more oil than paint in it. I was on the lookout for the enemy because he might attempt to hinder me as I painted. The scene changed and I was walking in what seemed to be an apartment complex. I realized that I had somehow acquired a powerful hand held weapon. The weapon looked like a long black pole/staff and was made of a special strong metal. The weapon could also retract in itself for safe keeping. (note: at this point I saw a small storage room which had many weapons of different colors/types. These weapons also resembled long poles/staffs and were lined up in sections coordinated by color/type. They rested on what resembled a vertical gun rack. The gun rack reminded me of something you would see in a colonial era war movie. -- I realized that the enemy was attempting to collect and withhold them from me). As I was walking through a parking lot, I saw two of the enemy walking together towards my direction. (they looked like people but, i knew they were the enemy). One of them noticed that I was carrying the weapon and after I had walked passed him, told the other, and they started following me at a distance behind. I didn't want them to catch up so, i went into one of the apartment building, walked upstairs and saw that it was a cleared out office space that was in the process of being remodeled. In this office space was a thief (the enemy) attempting to steal a valuable gold artifact and possibly other items. Then, a policeman came into the room and caught the thief and began to interrogate him. I somehow knew that I needed to grab the gold artifact and keep it from the thief. So, in the midst of the distraction, i took it! At this point many officers (crooked enemy officers) and people began coming into the building so, I decided to leave in the midst of the commotion. Other people were leaving as well so that they would not be accused or interrogated by the police. As I walked downstairs and exited the building through a glass door, i noticed an old-school 1950's or 1960's looking black car with shiny silver bumpers and grill. Inside the car was an old black man in a nice suit looking directly at me. I believe that I saw that he had a driver. Looking at this man, i perceived that he was extremely wealthy. Then, he spoke. I don't remember verbatim but, he said something like, "stop holding back/stealing the wealth from the black people"! Then, he drove off. As he drove away I noticed that their were golden shiny objects which he left on the ground. I stepped closer to see what they were and they were tools made of pure gold! I immediately started picking up as much as I could. I picked up several drill bits, screw driver bits, torque wrench bits and many others. Now, some of the people escaping the building saw what I was doing and started picking up a few themselves but, i could see where the tools were hidden in the dirt and grabbed more than most. knowing their value, i placed them in what seemed like a small black metal safe i was carrying. Then the dream ended.

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I’m at home in my bed when I then suddenly get out of the bed walk into my living room and as I’m doing this, everything feels so real my stepson and his oldest brother are occupied in the living room but at the time that it was maybe like 3 AM I’m questioning them. Hey you know you shouldn’t be up it’s time to go to bed as I’m speaking it. I know that it was a distraction because as I’m talking to them my front door knob is twisting When I’m then, realizing everybody that should be inside of my house is already inside of the house the door is locked. There’s an intruder trying to get in. I look out of the people and it’s my sister on my dad side and my dad looking at me and the people but something wasn’t right about them. It was almost like they were cloned so instead of opening the door, I started to bang at the door, which made them step back I immediately ran into my room, grabbed my phone and proceeded to call my dad who was at my door, but when he answered, he was laying in his bed afraid frightened startled. I woke my husband up. I tried to wake him up. He wouldn’t budge and I’m telling him. Hey, my dad is at at home in the bed, but he’s at the door and I’m realizing they are who they say they are so I go to grab my gun the dream transitions over to my husband and I running through a parking garage and while we’re running into this parking garage, there’s a man with his body hanging out the back of a car he’s asking for help, but my husband’s like no we gotta go. We can’t help him during this time. My husband has a lot of blood on his hands. He’s wiping get on his clothes. He’s constantly like wiping it on his clothes as we’re leaving out of this parking garage as we’re leaving. I’m looking down at his hand and split on his clothes and there’s a Bible on the floor. We just walked past it. We never picked it up or anything fast-forward the dream. I’m in the car with my husband, he gets out of the car on the passenger side and leaves the door open. We’re around the entire car there are people like zombies, just walking in circles around the car. Someone was so desperate to get in. They knew that they had no control over their body that they just tilted they would eventually just fall in as one of the ladies fell inside of the car. I pushed her out with discuss as I’m pushing her out loudly. I hear my pastor’s name in my dream and then my husband woke me up.

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