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I was in a building. It reminded me of college dorms or apartments, that were stories high. The one I was in was a few stories high. I was on the second floor Some how I got a vision of what was about to happen there and I saw a huge flood coming extremely fast and within hours maybe 2 hrs and I told the ones in my room or house to get prepared for water that would be high and almost pass our window on the second floor. Then I looked out the window and I believe mom was on the side of me and i told her look out how the Water is. Out the window across from the building we were in was like the mermentau river and all the water was pretty much sucked out not all but most and in there since we were up high and can see what was under the little water in there I saw what was a dinosaur head skull laying on its side I pointed it to mom. I said see how low this water is it’s like it’s alll been sucked out and I was exposing to her how when all the water has been pulled back like a sling shot that it’s was about to be let go and all that water plus was about to take over and flood this place. I went down to the bottom floor and told them you have a bout 30-1hr maybe before this level is under water so get what you absolutely need and hurry to higher ground. When I got back up and looked out i could see the water coming. I don’t believe at first it was truly coming but more like I knew it was within one of starting. I went back down to tell people and about the water and they had less time then I originally said it was coming and to hurry up now bc it will be quicker than expected. We started going back up this time people were actually coming with me. The water started and it came fast and was right below our second floor window. Of course not everyone from the first floor came up or listened.

In dream, you were teaching on the 300 but the setting was a bit like what it was when you streamed on zoom but you also had people in the room with you. So I was with you and some others, at some point in the teaching you said to me I am going to step out, like you had to go somewhere or be somewhere, so you basically signaled to me to take care of the people while you were away. The scene then changed while you were away, now we are in church. So I asked the people to join me to sing worship songs and pray. Some didn't want to but I stood my ground and said this is what we are doing. As we were doing this, I saw you had come back, one of the doors to the room was open and you were by the sofa in the corridoor. So I said Apostle is back and everyone was excited and saw you were back, so I went to you and others went asking for prayers, food etc. You had come back with food to feed the people so you were giving it out. So as you were giving food to the people and praying for them I was just there to support and make sure everything was going well and everyone got food, including myself. However what stood out to me the most was even though I said Apostle is back and I knew it was you, I wasn't seeing you, I was seeing God the father. I just knew although I am saying Apostle this is Abba father. I can't remember now if it was before or after you attended to the people but you were so happy to see me you gave me a hug and you (Abba father) were like my daughter and you were saying to the people I am like copy of you, like a version of you.

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

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.

5/26/26, 4:56 am Last night before going to sleep I asked God for dreams to show me something in the spirit realm... Anything He wanted to show me... The dream I had was about "masking personalities and swapping destines" or something like that... I remember seeing Duke there (my daughter's younger brother, from another mother that I helped raise his first few years of life), or having swapped into his personality or something... The dream was intensely vivid, but all over the place and a little confusing... It was more like being in the spirit realm than just a dream message... There were multiple parts to the dream, but it was like jumping from portal to portal in the dream... The first part with masking personalities was like, being in a family at someone's house... In order to be in the family we did some kind of personality spirit swap. It was more than just masking but that's how it started until we/our spirits literally transitioned into the other person's body... I was in one of the other child siblings' bodies... There were evil people in the family that we were trying to hide from and protect ourselves by swapping identities. It's how we kept the evil people from identifying us and finding us, from locating us. Then we needed to swap back into ourselves and it was like we became stuck in these other vessels, but it was killing our spirit... We were slowly suffocating inside that person's body until our spirits were dead and we fully embodied this other person ... Kind of like in the movie Ghost. The way we got out of this body was by remembering something genuine about who we were before we swapped or jumped into the other person's body. We had to remember something specific about our original personality and say it out loud and enact it... I specifically kept remembering D'Ana's younger brother Duke and myself... I remembered I was a fun quirky girl, unbothered by people... He started to remember he was a sweet and kind little boy full of light and love. Then we started swapping into our own bodies again... But the dream was extremely jerky... As if I was literally gasping for air in my sleep as I was being transported from body to body trying to find my own as I watched this family scene from multiple other people's bodies... Then I was in some sort of a fight scene but it was more mystical or fantastical. Like I was roaming the streets of some other world and there were lions and wolves roaming about. As well as these ninja type looking guys that were looking for a fight. No matter who I walked by everyone or every animal wanted to fight. But I knew what was coming before it happened, so I was able to see in the spirit the move or strike that was coming next each time and I was able to block it or counter act it. At one point there was 1 lion that saw me and came to attack me. Somehow instead of running I was ready to face it, even if I was going to be wounded by it. I had a knife in my hand and I fought off each of its paw strikes that it tried to slash me with. It backed off but then a group of lions came to attack me. The first one was all scrawny, thin, dried out, slightly discolored or dark, moved slow. The next group of lions were still scrawny but were bright blond colored, almost like a glowing white color. They all came at once and somehow instead of being over taken out eaten by them I fought them all off in hand-to- paw combat until they got tired of me and left. The whole dream was like that. Everything or everyone that came to fight me couldn't win. I didn't necessarily beat them to a pulp, but I out lasted them and countered everyone of their attacks, until they got weary and left me alone. Then I woke up.

This is a dream that I had. It seemed like I was in a little town and I had a beautiful school and but they had like segregated against my children and it was like I went into the school that marked off like a place we’re only the kids could cross or could go and I went to the school to have a meeting and the gentleman who was at the door you know was very nice very friendly and he was like well. It’s normally a nice place. I’m not sure what’s going on and then I’ve met this other man and it was like he was going Expose on the school and he kept trying to follow me around and take pictures or just he had I was a ring on that wherever I was the person could track me could see me could hear my conversations and it was just trying to get one thing against. It’s cold and another thing against the school and The mistreatment like when other people came in they were given their full attention and I was sitting over in the corner, waving waving and waiting, and Tasha was supposed to come and take it because it was for the grandkids but eventually try to showed up with Jared and they started handling things. Well they found the store You went in and they told me about it and then there was a so I went and found the store and when I got there, it was like the guy I was talking to he was there. I was asking to see different things and he was like I don’t wanna see him. I’ve already seen him, but I haven’t you know when things like that, so it was just like a whole miscommunication and the store was like a grunge type store, but they had a shirt that said you know Jesus on it and it was a hat, matching hat and different pair and they were some of it to one of the children and their parent and the little kid was like I like the hat I like the hat and he brought the hat no the T-shirt and it was just like cheese, and the guy was like Who is selling it was like demonstrating you know and had little ROM going on so the store was doing a showcase with the product some things like that so they asked them to come in and to showcase the T-shirt and he put it on. He sang the song and everything. It was just really nice And then like a couple days I went by back by there and everything was dark and they were in the back cleaning it out and I was like are y’all closing down and the guy was like yes we’re closing them down. You know it’s just not working here and I was like wow You know I was gonna say anything like I was just here yesterday and nobody said anything and I think the school it was difficult to get to the school because they have paid. They were paving the streets because I guess they knew that we were coming so they paved over the place. The two spots really had just for the grandkids and they painted over it where it looked, but they were also in reconstruction so it was like they were building things and not convinced them. They had the Those places where when they do construction, they have a trailer they had trailer a couple places they hit taped off area with the orange they had certain to get out and it was just not inviting, but I did love the city and like I want to from the school to the store it was like this elaborate you know way to get there and the hills and terms, the roads are small you have to have a lot of patients and a lot of kind Dear father God, what are you trying to teach me through the stream? What does it mean for my life? How do you want me to? What do you want me to clean from the street? Help me God the learn the lesson of the string so that I could be more spiritual guy than I could’ve obtained all that you have for me . I just felt like help me to. I just feel like they were like two or three interested people on me and they started conversations, but it really didn’t go further so Lord fix me because God I truly believe that you were sending me my husband‘s father God changed me God so that I could be receptive and I could be in the right place I could be in the right position that I could be my spirit could be a lot with your Scott Teach me how to treat strangers the way you treat God, Lord, like family God, oh God, the name of Jesus and teach me how to treat family like an honor and treat them well and Jesus name hallelujah. Help me to pray for help me to love the father. God help me to be ever forgiven of everything that goes on everything I happen oh God, thank you. Praise you and magnify your name. . God i worship you and I adore you glory to God glory glory to God you are amazing. You are wonderful.

I dreamed about my dead grandmother and being around other family members in my family. One scene we were at her house me and some cousins. We were going out but I got separated from them and they left me. Then I saw some scenes from my dead fathers house. Then I ended up in a kitchen with some men and women I don't know we were cooking. We were all dressed up. All of a sudden one of the men lifted his hamds a yelled He is here what are you waiting for. I started wailing and fell on my knees on a chair trevailing in prayer holding my stomach.

I was at the office where I actually worked for 25 years. I was at my desk and there was lots of work in my tray that needed to be done. My boss was in her office and thought I couldn’t actually see her face, more work was being brought out to me. There were many legal sized yellow folders brought out to me; stacks of them. I felt a little overwhelmed at how much there was. I took one of the folders and looked inside at the stack of papers. On top of the stack was a photograph of myself when I was a teenager about 13 or 14 years old. I actually have this photo. I was wearing a deep yellow turtleneck sweater. I wondered why it was there and what it had to do with all the work I had to do. The other papers in the folder were turned face down. There was one piece of paper that had some writing on it however I wasn’t able to read it in the dream. As I stared at the photo of myself I began to wake up from the dream. I have had several dreams of being in this same work place with the same boss and work being given to me through the years. The boss in the dream always appears to be the person I actually worked for. I was her administrative assistant for years working at the bank Citigroup. This time the amount of work was far more than in any of the other dreams and I was curious about all the legal file folders and why the photo of me as a teenager?

I went into a meeting and before I shared what I wanted to share in the meeting, I said I want to share something about myself I got 2 jobs without even having to apply and interview for it. I then went on to share what I had actually planned on sharing in the meeting. As I was sharing I was looking through a bunch of papers of different things I had written looking if I missed anything I wanted to share. As I was doing this there were 3 men in the meeting and one of the men stopped me and said what's this I can see on that paper and I looked and I saw the scripture Acts 10:16-22 and then there was a bunch of writing in bullet points underneath which I didn't get to see or read.

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