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I then dreamed of being at a college/university scene, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As I closed my eyes as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

I returned to my country of birth. I stood to the east and looked North and saw a lot of new building. I said to myself what will happen to the sea, this will cause flooding in the low areas. I looked for my children, but did not know where they were. I then saw a flooding coming. I believe, I saw my son go into the water. I dove into the water. I saw a large dragon coming from the sea as the flood waters came in. I felt this was going to swallow him, I put myself in it way and began to pray. A sword which looked like light came to my hands and I stuck it into the mouth of the Dragon. It then move quicly back to thee sea in a twisitng way.

I was getting into an argument with someone from school that had the authority to allow me to progress further. This person was adamant that I WOULD NOT GET THROUGH. My mom got involved and was cursing the woman out. I remembered feeling annoyed by that because I wanted to share my own thoughts and feeling with the woman myself but my mom was not listening to me. So I ran away. Ended up meeting with my ex for comfort. Hugged him. It felt nice to be in his presence but then I decided to leave knowing whatever I got from him wouldn't last. I think he decided to call another girl for comfort after that. The I was still trying to resolve the school issue I had on my own without mom but to no avail. Things got bad. The woman was fighting against me and the police was called. Last thing I remembered. But I felt powerless. Like I was gonna lose the fight against her. I as afraid and wanted to lower myself so I didn't stand up for myself.

Dream February 16, 2026 I walked into the church and Sheila and a few other ladies were there. They were around a table. They were busy preparing. Sheila was making bread. She was pounding it and separating it on the table. She was telling me that this is what she does all day long. I felt comparison. I could feel this separation in the spirit. I shared that I work at the court and that's my assignment. I deal with people and judges and secretaries. I sat down in a chair and she sat down and looked at me face to face. She said she felt that I had missed my opportunity that God had for me as if to say it's not now or here. I could feel an arrow try to pierce my heart. I paused inside and I responded back not allowing the arrow to have access to my heart. In a calm, confident, loving voice I said, "How would you feel if I said to you what you're saying to me?" There was a long pause and then my phone rang and I got up and walked away through the sanctuary into the foyer to answer the phone. The doctor's office is calling. I called to make an appointment on the 1st but nobody had called me back and so I told the doctor that I didn't need to make an appointment now I was fine.

I was at a college/university, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness.

I then dreamed of being at a college/university, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

I walked into what seemed like a restaurant or building, and it was almost as if I was on a movie set because I was being directed in a sense?…the floor was very unstable, like 1x1 tiles, but made out of plastic/glass that wobbled as I walked. Below me I saw a nude woman in darkness, and felt temptation because she was almost welcoming me to look? Not sure where I was headed, but the way I was distracted by this, I felt like I had to cut scene and restart through the entrance. So exiting the door, it was as if I was outside the restaurant, but still within the building. Like a big building with 2 floors. I remember seeing it as like white marble with gold trim, but in the afternoon while the sun is going down. While still within the building, someone else I didn’t know was going to walk into the restaurant, but me and some other men who were there stopped her from going in. I “woke up (not sure if I did),” and I realized how sinful it was to be there! I felt sick to my stomach, and realized I was being tempted by the devil!! I rebuked what I saw, not agreeing to it! Then I went back to sleep. I then dreamed of being at a college/university scene, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As I closed my eyes as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

I returned to my country of birth. I stood to the east and looked North and saw a lot of new building. I said to myself what will happen to the sea, this will cause flooding in the low areas. I looked for my children, but did not know where they were. I then saw a flooding coming. I believe, I saw my son dive into the water. I jumped into the water. I saw a large dragon like a large snake coming from the sea as the flood waters came in. I felt this was going to swallow him, I put myself in it way and began to pray. A sword which looked like light came to my hands and I stuck it into the mouth of the Dragon. It then move quicly back to thee sea in a twisitng way.

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.

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