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This is a dream that I had. It seemed like I was in a little town and I had a beautiful school and but they had like segregated against my children and it was like I went into the school that marked off like a place we’re only the kids could cross or could go and I went to the school to have a meeting and the gentleman who was at the door you know was very nice very friendly and he was like well. It’s normally a nice place. I’m not sure what’s going on and then I’ve met this other man and it was like he was going Expose on the school and he kept trying to follow me around and take pictures or just he had I was a ring on that wherever I was the person could track me could see me could hear my conversations and it was just trying to get one thing against. It’s cold and another thing against the school and The mistreatment like when other people came in they were given their full attention and I was sitting over in the corner, waving waving and waiting, and Tasha was supposed to come and take it because it was for the grandkids but eventually try to showed up with Jared and they started handling things. Well they found the store You went in and they told me about it and then there was a so I went and found the store and when I got there, it was like the guy I was talking to he was there. I was asking to see different things and he was like I don’t wanna see him. I’ve already seen him, but I haven’t you know when things like that, so it was just like a whole miscommunication and the store was like a grunge type store, but they had a shirt that said you know Jesus on it and it was a hat, matching hat and different pair and they were some of it to one of the children and their parent and the little kid was like I like the hat I like the hat and he brought the hat no the T-shirt and it was just like cheese, and the guy was like Who is selling it was like demonstrating you know and had little ROM going on so the store was doing a showcase with the product some things like that so they asked them to come in and to showcase the T-shirt and he put it on. He sang the song and everything. It was just really nice And then like a couple days I went by back by there and everything was dark and they were in the back cleaning it out and I was like are y’all closing down and the guy was like yes we’re closing them down. You know it’s just not working here and I was like wow You know I was gonna say anything like I was just here yesterday and nobody said anything and I think the school it was difficult to get to the school because they have paid. They were paving the streets because I guess they knew that we were coming so they paved over the place. The two spots really had just for the grandkids and they painted over it where it looked, but they were also in reconstruction so it was like they were building things and not convinced them. They had the Those places where when they do construction, they have a trailer they had trailer a couple places they hit taped off area with the orange they had certain to get out and it was just not inviting, but I did love the city and like I want to from the school to the store it was like this elaborate you know way to get there and the hills and terms, the roads are small you have to have a lot of patients and a lot of kind Dear father God, what are you trying to teach me through the stream? What does it mean for my life? How do you want me to? What do you want me to clean from the street? Help me God the learn the lesson of the string so that I could be more spiritual guy than I could’ve obtained all that you have for me . I just felt like help me to. I just feel like they were like two or three interested people on me and they started conversations, but it really didn’t go further so Lord fix me because God I truly believe that you were sending me my husband‘s father God changed me God so that I could be receptive and I could be in the right place I could be in the right position that I could be my spirit could be a lot with your Scott Teach me how to treat strangers the way you treat God, Lord, like family God, oh God, the name of Jesus and teach me how to treat family like an honor and treat them well and Jesus name hallelujah. Help me to pray for help me to love the father. God help me to be ever forgiven of everything that goes on everything I happen oh God, thank you. Praise you and magnify your name. . God i worship you and I adore you glory to God glory glory to God you are amazing. You are wonderful.

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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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Estaba en un gran salón para reunir la iglesia, y el pastor Carlos, mi pastor, había invitado al profeta Tomi Arayomi para ministrar. El profeta Tomi llama a pastores y lider4es para imponer manos y me pongo en pie y el profeta Tomi coloca sus manos en mis hombros impartiendo autoridad y algo mas que no se explicar. Sali de alli con el pastor Carlos y su nieto, Joseph para comprar algo de comer. Al regreso al lugar de reunión yo iba con una bolsa en la que llevaba una empanada y otra bolsa en la que llevaba una camiseta color purpura de la reunión. Junto conmigo estaba el pastor Carlos y su nieto, cuando de repente aparece un oso blanco grande y nos ataca, el pastor Carlos corre rapidamente con su nieto para no ser atacado y solo se queda mirandome inmovil mientras el oso se levanta contra mi, yo me quedo quieta y el oso se come la primera bolsa donde tenia la comida y la segunda bolsa la muerde pero ahi reacciono y en alta voz le ordeno en el Nombre de Jesus te largas, el ese momento el enorme oso se detiene y se va, y consevo mi camiseta púrpura, intacta. También veo una pelota amarilla agujereada por las mordidas del oso

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I was at the office where I actually worked for 25 years. I was at my desk and there was lots of work in my tray that needed to be done. My boss was in her office and thought I couldn’t actually see her face, more work was being brought out to me. There were many legal sized yellow folders brought out to me; stacks of them. I felt a little overwhelmed at how much there was. I took one of the folders and looked inside at the stack of papers. On top of the stack was a photograph of myself when I was a teenager about 13 or 14 years old. I actually have this photo. I was wearing a deep yellow turtleneck sweater. I wondered why it was there and what it had to do with all the work I had to do. The other papers in the folder were turned face down. There was one piece of paper that had some writing on it however I wasn’t able to read it in the dream. As I stared at the photo of myself I began to wake up from the dream. I have had several dreams of being in this same work place with the same boss and work being given to me through the years. The boss in the dream always appears to be the person I actually worked for. I was her administrative assistant for years working at the bank Citigroup. This time the amount of work was far more than in any of the other dreams and I was curious about all the legal file folders and why the photo of me as a teenager?

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I went into a meeting and before I shared what I wanted to share in the meeting, I said I want to share something about myself I got 2 jobs without even having to apply and interview for it. I then went on to share what I had actually planned on sharing in the meeting. As I was sharing I was looking through a bunch of papers of different things I had written looking if I missed anything I wanted to share. As I was doing this there were 3 men in the meeting and one of the men stopped me and said what's this I can see on that paper and I looked and I saw the scripture Acts 10:16-22 and then there was a bunch of writing in bullet points underneath which I didn't get to see or read.

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5/26/26, 4:56 am Last night before going to sleep I asked God for dreams to show me something in the spirit realm... Anything He wanted to show me... The dream I had was about "masking personalities and swapping destines" or something like that... I remember seeing Duke there (my daughter's younger brother, from another mother that I helped raise his first few years of life), or having swapped into his personality or something... The dream was intensely vivid, but all over the place and a little confusing... It was more like being in the spirit realm than just a dream message... There were multiple parts to the dream, but it was like jumping from portal to portal in the dream... The first part with masking personalities was like, being in a family at someone's house... In order to be in the family we did some kind of personality spirit swap. It was more than just masking but that's how it started until we/our spirits literally transitioned into the other person's body... I was in one of the other child siblings' bodies... There were evil people in the family that we were trying to hide from and protect ourselves by swapping identities. It's how we kept the evil people from identifying us and finding us, from locating us. Then we needed to swap back into ourselves and it was like we became stuck in these other vessels, but it was killing our spirit... We were slowly suffocating inside that person's body until our spirits were dead and we fully embodied this other person ... Kind of like in the movie Ghost. The way we got out of this body was by remembering something genuine about who we were before we swapped or jumped into the other person's body. We had to remember something specific about our original personality and say it out loud and enact it... I specifically kept remembering D'Ana's younger brother Duke and myself... I remembered I was a fun quirky girl, unbothered by people... He started to remember he was a sweet and kind little boy full of light and love. Then we started swapping into our own bodies again... But the dream was extremely jerky... As if I was literally gasping for air in my sleep as I was being transported from body to body trying to find my own as I watched this family scene from multiple other people's bodies... Then I was in some sort of a fight scene but it was more mystical or fantastical. Like I was roaming the streets of some other world and there were lions and wolves roaming about. As well as these ninja type looking guys that were looking for a fight. No matter who I walked by everyone or every animal wanted to fight. But I knew what was coming before it happened, so I was able to see in the spirit the move or strike that was coming next each time and I was able to block it or counter act it. At one point there was 1 lion that saw me and came to attack me. Somehow instead of running I was ready to face it, even if I was going to be wounded by it. I had a knife in my hand and I fought off each of its paw strikes that it tried to slash me with. It backed off but then a group of lions came to attack me. The first one was all scrawny, thin, dried out, slightly discolored or dark, moved slow. The next group of lions were still scrawny but were bright blond colored, almost like a glowing white color. They all came at once and somehow instead of being over taken out eaten by them I fought them all off in hand-to- paw combat until they got tired of me and left. The whole dream was like that. Everything or everyone that came to fight me couldn't win. I didn't necessarily beat them to a pulp, but I out lasted them and countered everyone of their attacks, until they got weary and left me alone. Then I woke up.

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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.

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