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I had a dream in which I was walking and whistling, bare-chested, holding my shirt in my right hand. Suddenly, I looked up and saw a small to medium-sized bird flying straight towards me at great speed, like a rocket. Its force felt intense, almost cinematic. The bird was bright blue, and its colour shone vividly. I thought it would scratch me, so I bent down and covered my head with my hands. But when it reached me, it did not attack. Instead, it perched gently on me. There was no scratching or aggression. I was surprised. I looked at the bird, and it faced straight ahead. Then I stood upright again and continued walking. What I am unsure about is whether I eventually put my shirt back on. Throughout the dream, however, I was not afraid. I felt calm and at peace, and I kept walking and whistling. This reminded me of an earlier dream in which a prominent man of God prayed for me. I was about to read from the Bible when he looked at me and said that something big was coming my way, but I needed to be patient. He repeated it: “Brother, something big is coming for you, but you should be patient.” The day after the bird dream, while praying about it, Psalm 95:2 came strongly to mind. Then this week, during an assignment with my boss and a colleague, we unexpectedly received a message saying the Governor had returned to town and wanted to see us that evening. When we finally met him, he was dressed in various shades of blue.

I had an odd dream where I was at an airport that I saw on a map, was like smack back in the middle of somehow, both LA and San Francisco. It was like dusk, just on the cusp of the sun setting. From where I can remember the dream starting, I was in a much smaller jet, talking to my GF, when I suddenly realised somehow, that I wasn't on that plane, but another one, and it was exactly the time my flight was supposed to be flying out. I quickly gathered my stuff, and prepared to run off the plane, across the airport in the hope I could get to my own plane. I got out onto a relatively empty tarmac, before realising (and placing a great deal of importance) on the fact I had not kissed my GF goodbye, and despite the fact I was already in a hurry and late, ran back to give her a kiss and a hug. To which she seemed too busy to facilitate quickly anyway, but I did end up getting a quick one in. I dont remember my journey across the airport, but somehow I end up at a set of doors where I need my ticket to proceed. In looking for my ticket which I am suddenly unable to find, I drop a bottle of water. An airport member acts like I dropped this bottle of water with attitude, on purpose. And basically tells me to cool my attitude. This causes me to get an attitude, and I respondly snarikly with "you think I did that on purpose? If I wanted to do it on purpose, id do more than that. Oddly also the bottle I dropped, was like the size of my thumb. Eventually this worker after finding out whats going on offers to take me in and sort me out. As they are taking me in, I see a queue of normal passengers. For a brief moment, a man staring at me, deep into my soul, like straight into my eyes, is a dead ringer for my grandfather who passed a few months ago. It out and out looked like him. When I looked away and back again however, he looked completely different. At any rate, they start helping me at the desk, and we are talking and the conversation, I explain what occurred, and that I was just stressed because I couldn't find my ticket etc, and the woman goes "And dont worry hun, thats why we are going to sort you out"..."and that'll be 2300 dollars" I exclaim that I thought they were just helping me look up *my* ticket, not charge me for a whole new ticket. I exclaim that I dont want a new ticket, and I run from the desk and drop to the ground to look through my bag yet again. This time, I am able to find my ticket. It turns out it was folded up in my passport all along! I wave the ticket at them, and run past the line of people, oddly up to a door with no secuty staff on it, but just a button that you hit that opens the door and lets you through. It's at about this point the dream ended. I know dreams dont really mean anything, but what could this dream be suggestive of?

It was morning. I was driving up to my old elementary school in Albany Georgia. There was a young 7-9? year old boy in the car with me. As I drove into the parking lot the school looked abandoned. It was as though class hadn't been held there for years. However, in this moment, I felt hope. As though something big was about to change for the good. The little boy hoped out the car and said, "let's race across the school Yard!" We got out the car and he took off running! I decided that I instead would jog. I began jogging a steady pace with my eyes closed. I wanted to savor the moment and worship the Lord as I sang a worship song to Him at the top of my voice! (I believe the song that i sang was, "there's a God who sees"?) I continued jogging and worshiping with my eyes shut tight, no fear of stumbling nor if anyone was around to hear! I could feel the powerful presence of the Lord as I worshiped! I opened my eyes as I approached a muddy path next to the school. The little boy appeared a short distance in front of me and motioned to me saying,"over this way"! I could feel he was smiling a pleasant humorous smile because he beat me to the other side! He motioned for me to follow him and guided me back on the path and away from the mud. The area we were approaching was very familiar to me from my childhood and the little boy guided me around the mud so that my shoes wouldn't get dirty. Then we both looked down a hill towards my childhood community and I explained to him "that's where i grew up at". I said, "see that house with the construction going on, just behind the trees? that's where I grew up at". I felt proud that the house was undergoing construction. i felt like i owned it! The construction was foundational repair being done. The house looked bigger and sturdier than when I knew it as a child. I could see the construction wood frame being built around the walls of mom's room. Excited to be here, I then turned and pointed towards the playground area of my old elementary school and said, "this used to be full of children playing". As we looked we saw a deep slope where the kids used to play but, i remembered it being leveled and full of life. We then turned back towards my childhood community and proceeded down a short hill to enter into it. As I approached my childhood home, I looked to my left and saw my cousin Marsha sitting at a computer desk. She was diligently working and hadn't noticed I'd arrived. I tapped her on her shoulder and hugged her. She said with a sigh of relief, "thank God you're here"! I then noticed a room to our right. I looked into the room door and it was filled with little children! They were watching TV together? When they saw me peek into the room smiling, they jumped up and began running out in excitement! One of them was a beautiful little girl with pretty well kept braided hair. At first I thought it was my younger sister Nya. She ran up to me and straight into my arms happy to see me! i picked her up, held her tight and kissed her forehead and hair! Then, I realized that she looked like Emma between the ages of 3 to 5 years old! Then I woke up!

I stood in front of a tall building that overlooked a large city.I than found myself standing in front of a door, President Trump was alone in an office sitter by a desk. He looked disappointed. He stood up from his desk, walked towards me and stood next to me. He was looking straight ahead at the city below. All of a sudden, two missiles flew over President Trump and I, and over the city below. The missiles turned around, one dropped into the city below, the other missile flew back over the President and I felt that the missile dropped into city behind us.

My nephew was with me and my first born boy child where by we witness my neighbors killing someone, we tried to escape but I was unable to help my son and nephew and I went home by the time I was at home by the door I saw my nephew being shot at 2 times an by the time my son was about to get shot I called him and he came as a spirit telling me it's too late the I was crying trying to grab him and I couldn't as he was heading straight to the house where he was killed, so by the time I was going back home I saw a small van 1400 with a colour white, green and blue heading to my place as if it was driven by a woman that I know by the time I get inside the house I was crying as loud as I can but seems like nobody was paying attention at all... So I went straight to my bedroom where I saw a linen of clothes and there was an overall with blue, yellow and orange colour on it, and it looked like I knew the owner of it so I came to the kitchen where I saw my son in a zinc bath with a smoke like he was burning and his arms were shrinking Please respond

I was having a bad day because I have bad grades. Then I saw a celebrity and went back to school. While being at school I saw my friends and told them about the celebrity. Then it went dark night time. We humorously scared each other not until two of my friends had difficulty breathing. We went straight to the hospital. After that patient after patient from the school went there. While waiting for a cab to go home there came muggers. We fought with them. One knew me and got scared while the other resist. I did everything to save my friends.

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