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I’m in my current GMC blk terrain driving being guided by maps and my husband ( separated) is in the passenger seat. I’m driving in the dark and turn off the highway or main road on this road but it’s impassable under construction. There is heavy machines and the road is dug up. I reverse saying can’t go any further. I see semi truck passing and I couldn’t go back on the main road. As the semi truck was passing I realized the front surfaces ( where the markings/ labels of some of the tires is unraveling. Then I noticed that my back passenger tire is damaged some sort . Next thing noticed that my hisband said something like it’s not safe and next thing I know I’m at the house. Not a familiar house. I’m waiting and seems it’s longer than expected for him to reach. I tried to call him and ask what’s taken so long and became to tell me but I don’t necessarily believe the story. Next thing I noticed there’s a tow truck and he says he’s here on the phone. I go to the front of the house and realized that the spare is on the back passenger tire but the other 3 tires are off and on children sand buckets ( bring colors ) . I’m asking what happened where are the tires. I noticed a white van ( he the dream associate it with being my husbands) . I walk to it and open it and saw the 3 tires and other things it was full of things. I was able to see the top tire and that it was smooth. The van was filled with all kids of stuff . Not familiar with anything in it except the tires. A man fiqure is walking pass as I’m closing the back door and in the dream I called him a thief . This figure had a hoodie and didn’t see its face but we cross path and I thought that I should have locked the van. Woke up

I was walking down a hallway of a hospital, I saw two past friends who are both doctors in different countries, don’t know if we interacted, but one told the other to come with her and she took her into a restricted area. I continued down the hallway and came upon a wing of the hospital that the majority of the hospital staff did not know was retrofitted as a quarantine area. Many people were in that quarantine area mainly black foreigners. It was like the couldn’t wait to see a staff personnel that they didn’t see before to tell them all that was happening in that quarantine area. I saw a resident doctor who is senior to me and asked him to walk with me. I wanted to ask hi questions. We started walking back in the direction I came from and one of his superior’s saw him and asked him where he was going, I quickly made up an excuse for him and we continued walking. We parted ways soon afterwards and I continued walking. I opened the door and entered a room where high level government officials such as the Prime Minister of Barbados and media officials were discussing another pandemic, TV and computer screens filled the room. The looked up at me a little startled that I was there and I quickly told them ‘never mind me I am just passing through’.

The world being remade by a person killing all the superheroes and people, and I with my team of friends try to stop his teachings and his ways by killing all his disciples. then when my father was transporting supplies and people to a sanctuary , one of the drivers is a little kid who has no money for food and stole the milk, after this i get chained up in a huge dark,cloudy room filled with blood and a red light , as i try to break my chains i cut the iron rod due to the friction caused by the thin metallic rope i was confined to. then i break free and start killing all the people in the room, all the evil people and the villains, after that i find out that the person doing all of this has started his main plan of creating kids and teaching them his values in a soft approach

This is a recurring dream for many years. I dream I am alone or with my two children at the house where I grew up as a child. The main focus and my main responsibility of the dream is to always lock the gate outside the yard before it turns night. Sometimes during the dream, I will look through the window in the night to make sure it is locked. In the last dream, I did not lock the gate, if seems it was not urgent or I forgot or got distracted. When I came outside my car was stollen. I went to the gate to close and lock it but I struggled because it seems the lock was broken. I eventually got it locked with much struggle.

I walked into my previous church, just before the communion started. I saw the men's group preparing to honour one of their members and one to face the panel with the pastor (daddy pitan). While I was trying to understand what was going on. One of the men walked up to me and gave me squeezed money and I collected it on my left hand , Immediately my mind was like am I the one to be honoured? But while still thinking, I walked into the main church and I tried to arrange the squeezed money, as I began to arrange the money, the money became nylon note by note. Then, I went to meet the choir group, as I got there, I meant people who knew me and the twins in my current church, my secondary school friend, previous colleague at work and former pastor of a church. The twins in my church were surprised to see me and the level of welcoming I received and could not talk to me because we don't have much of a talking relationship, but for others I greeted them and exchanged pleasantries, then to the former pastor, I asked him, are you here now? He said yes, he is back and I said the last thing I heard about him was that he was leading a church somewhere and he just answered somehow. While the conversation was going on between us, I noticed it was they were pouring water. And the drum opposite was getting filled up, immediately the church water of the church got filled up and as the water drops, it became a mighty rain, and as I was trying to assist to close the tap, I noticed the leaflet in my hand got wet. So I quickly ran into the church passing through the minister section to the back of the church. Mid way to the back of the church, Pastor pitan entered the church, and began to scold a worker who was not going well. At this time, the choir has started singing . Then I woke up

Girl, I had another dream.. this one was I think related to witchcraft. I was in Chris brown tour van, and he ordered come groceries and I was there to help pack them away. And there was this rotisserie chicken that was place into the cupboard. It seemed like either few hours had past or a day, I remembered I was hungry and looking around for the mean. I opened the cupboard and and I knew it may not have been good but it was all intact and looking fresh, I was even confused if they had purchased a new one. There was someone else there and said girl take it it’s fine… could be Chris brown or some one else: Anywho, after I took the leg with my greedy self and ate it- I repented before God telling him to forgive for eating it nd I was condemning myself for even taking it knowing I had doubts of how long it was there. Girl after I repented Something made me gag and when I pulled it out it’s was like a rope being undone, but it was pararsites long strings of them I was just pulling them out and they were just coming out, I saw my mom standing there watching and asking why would I even eat it. I think you were there just encouraging me to continue pulling them out and not to worry…. Eventually it seem like it came to an end but I kept pulling it out what seem to be a few remaining, girl before I could finish I got up hearing myself choking like and also feeling the soreness of my throat as if those things were really being pulled out

I had a vivid early morning dream. At times, my view would zoom in close; other times, I saw from a wide, top-down perspective—like watching a strategic operation unfold from above. The dream began with a striking view of a group of elite, specialized soldiers—about 5 to 8 of them. They were a highly trained unit, personally chosen by their Commander-in-Chief. Their loyalty, discipline, and unwavering commitment to their mission were unmistakable. They had fought together through many hard-won battles and had developed a deep bond rooted in honor and trust. They were running across a wide, open war field, leaving behind a battleground they had just conquered. It was clear that this unit had taken much ground together over time. Though the war still raged around them, they moved with urgency and perfect formation. Scene 2: The Storm and the Fence Then the terrain shifted. Heavy rain poured in sheets from the sky, making visibility low. The ground turned into thick, slippery mud. Despite the storm, the unit stayed in harmony, never breaking stride. Eventually, they came to a gray chain-link fence—standing strangely alone in the open landscape. It clearly marked the next phase of their mission, and they were under direct orders to reach it. Their gear was soaked, their fatigues caked in mud. At the base of the fence, centered like a marker, were two shovels—placed intentionally, as if by command. Without pause, they began to dig under the fence. Each man took a turn, one digging until spent, then handing off to the next. Their goal was precise: create openings wide enough for two soldiers to slide beneath and press ahead toward a large white building visible on the other side. Scene 3: The Waiting Soldiers Once the holes were ready, two were chosen to go. They slid under the fence and ran toward the building while the others waited, huddled near the opening, still alert and battle-ready. It was then that I was shown something deeper. Each soldier in this unit carried a unique calling and specialized skill. One might be an expert in communication, another in field medicine, another in navigation or demolitions, another in intelligence or surveillance. No single soldier had it all—but together, they formed a force capable of extraordinary things. Every gift, every assignment mattered. They were more than warriors; they were a finely tuned body in motion. Scene 4: Inside the Building Inside the white building, the two soldiers were now clean and dry, standing side by side at a window. They sipped something warm—maybe tea or cocoa. Their demeanor had shifted. While their teammates remained outside in the storm, these two were at ease. Calm. Comfortable. They had forgotten the mission. Forgotten the others. Forgotten the urgency. They were half-hearted. This building had been chosen beforehand as a transitional space—a place to regroup, refocus, and prepare for the next advance. The two inside were never meant to stay. They were to make a way for the rest to move forward and get in the building. But they had grown content and detached. Scene 5: The Greater Assignment The final scene zoomed out beyond the white building. What I saw was a vast, wide-open territory still waiting to be taken. The mission wasn’t over. The building was just a checkpoint. The half-heartedness of the two risked compromising not only their comrades, but the fulfillment of a much greater Kingdom-level assignment.

I have a recurring dream where it's dark and spooky, around a big horse with a second part where my fake mom and grandmother live. I have to live in the main house and occasionally visit the smaller house. The grandmother is creepy and mean but not as bad as the now so terrifying and I haven't ever actually really seen. Not incredibly scary but never pleasant. There's usually someone who I don't know who walks me to the door with the mom but she's not named and i dont know her.

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