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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?

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I dreamt my husband was gardening in the garden. I went out to join him and lay on the grass watching . We were under coconut or palm trees -that family, an there there little seeds, small palm trees that my husband started to plant in a row. Okay on the grass and watched as he meticulously worked. While doing so I noticed all these small snakes around him. He had a machete in his hand and raised it. My eyes were in contact eye to eye with these snakes as I was on the ground. My husband told me to go in the house. I went in the house and started praying. As I was praying I felt something in my pants. It was a snake and it bit me. I took my hand on the outside of my pants and squeezed as hard as I could until I heard the bones crushing pleading the blood.mi ran outside holding it to my husband who took it out of my pants. That’s all I remember.

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I was in a building. It reminded me of college dorms or apartments, that were stories high. The one I was in was a few stories high. I was on the second floor Some how I got a vision of what was about to happen there and I saw a huge flood coming extremely fast and within hours maybe 2 hrs and I told the ones in my room or house to get prepared for water that would be high and almost pass our window on the second floor. Then I looked out the window and I believe mom was on the side of me and i told her look out how the Water is. Out the window across from the building we were in was like the mermentau river and all the water was pretty much sucked out not all but most and in there since we were up high and can see what was under the little water in there I saw what was a dinosaur head skull laying on its side I pointed it to mom. I said see how low this water is it’s like it’s alll been sucked out and I was exposing to her how when all the water has been pulled back like a sling shot that it’s was about to be let go and all that water plus was about to take over and flood this place. I went down to the bottom floor and told them you have a bout 30-1hr maybe before this level is under water so get what you absolutely need and hurry to higher ground. When I got back up and looked out i could see the water coming. I don’t believe at first it was truly coming but more like I knew it was within one of starting. I went back down to tell people and about the water and they had less time then I originally said it was coming and to hurry up now bc it will be quicker than expected. We started going back up this time people were actually coming with me. The water started and it came fast and was right below our second floor window. Of course not everyone from the first floor came up or listened.

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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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In dream, you were teaching on the 300 but the setting was a bit like what it was when you streamed on zoom but you also had people in the room with you. So I was with you and some others, at some point in the teaching you said to me I am going to step out, like you had to go somewhere or be somewhere, so you basically signaled to me to take care of the people while you were away. The scene then changed while you were away, now we are in church. So I asked the people to join me to sing worship songs and pray. Some didn't want to but I stood my ground and said this is what we are doing. As we were doing this, I saw you had come back, one of the doors to the room was open and you were by the sofa in the corridoor. So I said Apostle is back and everyone was excited and saw you were back, so I went to you and others went asking for prayers, food etc. You had come back with food to feed the people so you were giving it out. So as you were giving food to the people and praying for them I was just there to support and make sure everything was going well and everyone got food, including myself. However what stood out to me the most was even though I said Apostle is back and I knew it was you, I wasn't seeing you, I was seeing God the father. I just knew although I am saying Apostle this is Abba father. I can't remember now if it was before or after you attended to the people but you were so happy to see me you gave me a hug and you (Abba father) were like my daughter and you were saying to the people I am like copy of you, like a version of you.

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I was at a friend's house, and his parent's bed was in the middle of the house. next to the bed, some stairs lead to an underground animal room. the first room had fish tanks. a bed with fish tanks around it. but it is all crocodiles, sharks and piranhas. the friend threw food at us so that the crocodiles could eat us or the food. in the second room was a kid's play area with what looked like a black lion and a white lion, somehow I ended up in the play area. the entire place was deflating like a jumping castle and the cage to the lions were open as I exited the gate a lion was in front of me as I turned around it grabbed me on my shoulder. then it cut to me being on a highway trying to tell people there was a zombie attack happening. everyone is dying around me. and everything repeated again

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