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I woke up in a dark gloomy setting. I felt very isolated, detached from this world and as if I had no physical body. In the distance I saw three tall mountains with dark luminous clouds hovering overhead. There was a terrible storm, with hurricane winds. Flashes of lightning blinded me. The sky was also purple and everything else was some shade of purple. I was hanging onto something for dear life, my grip was loosening when I felt an eerie presence and suddenly heard an ominous voice that made my soul tremble, "You have not seen the wrath of God." And with that my grip loosened and I fell into an endless abyss.

In My dream Jesus was standing in front of me with his arms open, he was wearing pure white, and was bear foot, and I ran to him and hugged him, after I had hugged him we were walking and were we where was like a sandy desert, with some olive trees, and he was tealling me a couple things, suddemly it changed and I saw a man which in my dream I knew but I have never seen before and I called him Saul, he was tied and two men infront and two men in back of him where carring him on some wood and Saul was tied up I was kneeling crying and I layed my hands on him and before I prayed I looked over and jesus was also next to me not crying though just looking a Saul with his hands on Saul also, and I started the prayer by saying Saul don't be afraid for remember be strong in all that you do even the bad just remember the Lord walks before, and then I said again Saul please let the lord walk before you and I remember, when I started the prayer Jesus joined in and as Saul cried I seen Jesus stand infront of the 2 men carring him and walked in the arch way before him but I could not see what was on the other side, and I remember I stayed on my knees and kept saying don't be scared and I pointed and said look the Lord walks before you Saul he walks before you and,then they took saul beyond the arch way then I remember Jesus lifiting my face wiping my tears and he stood me up hugged me and said I was with him when he was created for my name is wisdom, in which I know you will not understand yet my dear but soon you shall, I love you my child now its time for you to go forth and reveal, and the time setting in the dream was like it was happening back in the days of jesus even before jesus was born it was like only I knew and could see him their but everyone else paid him no mind as if they couldn't see

I was convicted if a crime that required the death penalty by lethal injection. I don't think I committed the crime, but I was not angry that I had been convicted improperly. I was being prepared to receive the injection in front of a crowd of people, so I told my dearest friend I would look only At her because I knew I would start crying. I felt very very sad. I told the nurse how hard it was to access my veins and showed her which veins were the easiest to access. I noticed my veins were actually very large and pumping blood so it would not be as difficult as usual. Then I woke up.

This crazy dream that has me all messed up In this dream I'm at school (where I live in the dorms) I'm not doing anything particularly interesting, just walking through the building trying to find a quiet place to study In the dream I walk up to a study hall, and open the door..... where my ex boyfriend and his new girl were sitting They were sitting quietly, their faces submerged in their computers My reaction is to quickly close the door and walk away, but after I close the door and start to walk away something makes me stop me I lean back against the wall in the hall as I'm trying to hold back tears, and compose To my surprise soon after the door fly's open and startles me..... his girlfriend storms out the door and disappears into another hall I expect him to come flying through the door any second and run after her I don't want to see that happen so I start to walk towards the stairs but before I make it to the stairs I feel the door fly open again,.... and its him, I know its him My reaction was to turn even though I was consciously trying to avoid him He is standing at the door frame looking in every direction, finally he looks my way and our eyes meet..... I freeze, the look on his face breaks my heart I can see pain in his eyes He starts running my direction and places him self between myself and the stairs Like I said I was expecting him to come flying through the door and run after her, but to my bigger shock he doesn't We hold each others gaze for a few seconds while the tears are welding up in my eyes and as I think to myself..... "but she's not me" Before i can even think act or react and without a word, He then pulls me into his embrace, one hand behind my back and the other behind my head intertwined with my hair He grabs a firm hold of my hair and pulls me back slightly, then leans in and kisses my forehead Then he quickly pulls me back in, holding me just a little tighter and whispers in my ear "I know baby, I know" as if he could read my mind or hear my thoughts I burst into tears and throw my arms around him, and burry my face in his chest, and just hold tight to him and I cry As he whispers to me again, and again "I know baby, I know"............. We continue to hold each other in silence. In an unbreakable embrace, clinging to each other as if for dear life.

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

My dream started with a competition where 12 girls would be chosen to be part of a TV show. After We we're picked we flew out of the country to India. Where the host of the TV show took all our money and held us hostage. However, she explained that this was part of the TV show. She said we we're all going to die, but in different ways. She killed one girl by throwing her off a cliff, but then went back to name sure she was dear because she had to make sure they suffered. The host was abused when she was little and wanted to inflict paint on others. Throughout the dreams she takes us strawberry picking and through mountains filled with snow. Her helpers to calm us down and to prevent us from screaming they drop tablets of Molly. We take them and I think it was a way to control us. Sometimes they set us loose on a mountain and we had to find our way back to them through all the snow.

In this dream I'm at school, where I live in the dorms.... its very realistic I'm not doing anything particularly interesting, just walking through the building trying to find a quiet place to study In the dream I walk up to a study hall, and open the door..... where my ex boyfriend and his new girl were sitting They were sitting quietly, their faces submerged in their computers My reaction is to quickly close the door and walk away, but after I close the door and start to walk away something makes me stop me I lean back against the wall in the hall as I'm trying to hold back tears, and compose To my surprise soon after the door fly's open and startles me..... his girlfriend storms out the door and disappears into another hall I expect him to come flying through the door any second and run after her I don't want to see that happen so I start to walk towards the stairs but before I make it to the stairs I feel the door fly open again,.... and its him, I know its him My reaction was to turn even though I was consciously trying to avoid him He is standing at the door frame looking in every direction, finally he looks my way and our eyes meet..... I freeze, the look on his face breaks my heart I can see pain in his eyes He starts running my direction and places him self between myself and the stairs Like I said I was expecting him to come flying through the door and run after her, but to my bigger shock he doesn't We hold each others gaze for a few seconds while the tears are welding up in my eyes and as I think to myself..... "but she's not me" Before i can even think act or react and without a word, He then pulls me into his embrace, one hand behind my back and the other behind my head intertwined with my hair He grabs a firm hold of my hair and pulls me back slightly, then leans in and kisses my forehead Then he quickly pulls me back in, holding me just a little tighter and whispers in my ear "I know baby, I know" as if he could read my mind or hear my thoughts I burst into tears and throw my arms around him, and burry my face in his chest, and just hold tight to him and I cry As he whispers to me again, and again "I know baby, I know"............. We continue to hold each other in silence. In an unbreakable embrace, clinging to each other as if for dear life.

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