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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

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On 01 25 2017 coming out of minor surgery I heard the Spirit of GOD say to me" Steven is yours" pause then "month end" Steven and I had decided to go separate ways, we would see each other in the local stores, speak keep going, Finally Steven called me end of December 2017 and wanted to go to dinner, we have been seeing each off an on , I think I'm in love with him, he is not there yet, Monday this week, I dreamed of a naked man in back of me, then i saw this man all in my face more of my nose, like he was trying to put something in my nose, then this man an d I were together ,this time it was Steven, there was so much love between us then this lady ask me are you #1 , she then said Maxine told me

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It was always in black and white, and always in the same really old house. I would be standing in the entry way looking up the stairs, and as I started going up the stairs would creak really loudly which scared me so I would go up faster. The upstairs of the house was really empty and dirty, and as I looked through each room I kept hearing creepy noises coming from the basement. One of the rooms upstairs had an empty baby cradle in it. I go back downstairs and look through the kitchen and see that it looks like someone lives in the house. At this point I try and leave the house but I can’t get out. I hear the noise from the basement again and this time it sounds like a man saying my name, so I go and look. I get to the basement and see a guy that I know down there, and he says my name again but his voice is different. He started running towards me so I panicked and ran back upstairs and try to get out of the house again but I can’t get out, and he catches me and as he grabs my arm I wake up.

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Last night I dreamt fighting with husband but I end up like I was praying for him casting evil spirit but it seems I was I afraid of him and my 11 yrs old boy came to help me I fought deeper in him praying harder I end up speaking in tongues and he started changing his head beaming a woman with long hair I fought with for a long time he seems to have power than me I could not hold himme I couldn't hold him any longer I left him but I kept on praying commanding what ever was making him to change until he was calm I end up seeing myself at work I saw two people came to me very happy giving me money lots of 200rand and 200rand and everyone followed to give me money but I was just worried I went to check mine at the bank only white paper came endless then I counted the money people gave me it was about 5000

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I just found out I was pregnant and then I was holding a three-month old baby. The gender was unknown although mother's intuition told me it was a girl. My parents were happy about the baby. I was holding her when I realized that I should tell the father. His name was Alex, and he used to be my old crush. I don't remember having sex, or even dating him, and yet I knew he was the father. I didn't tell him though. I went downstairs and held the baby, and as I looked at her, she had this maturity in her eyes. She was about to breastfeed when my favorite cousin opened the door and talked about how disappointed she was.

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I am walking in a dead world, but in familiar places that I recognize. The clouds are only 200 feet above my head, dark, and moving fast, but there is no wind. I'm walking in a dense, dark grey dust, or dirt, very fine like sand. I am exhausted, but I keep putting one foot in front of another. There is a voice whispering in my ear, telling me it's not so bad as long as I keep moving ahead. So I keep walking, and walking. I am the only living thing in this world, I am alone. The voice in my ear is my mothers, she passed about 2 years ago. When I wake up, I realize I have had this dream almost every night for around 18 months. I am overwhelmed with emotion, I am exhausted, mentally and physically.

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I was walking to work and I said I'm tired I don't want to be here today I stopped and kneeled down on one knee like I was praying hold my face in my hand looking down and all of a sudden someone came in the back of me put there hands in the back of my head and started praying for me it was a mans voice all I could see was a mist nothing else and then it was like they were picking me up form the back and I felt like I was floating they were trying to lay me down to finish praying I felt like I was floating then the doorbell ranged and I had to get up to answer the door so I don't know what else that would have taken place....

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