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In the dream, I found myself in a room when suddenly I was taken downward, as if into the ground. I then stood before a very beautiful male being. He told me he had come to visit me and said that if I chose him and put on a shirt he offered, he would make me beautiful, give me influence beyond measure, and provide riches beyond imagination. The shirt was peach in color and had unfamiliar writing. On the front, I could read “one that sees” along with an eye symbol. On the back, it said: “wickedness assigned by the church to her- death – witchcraft – betrayal – rejected – isolation – blindness- silenced-slander-poverty.” Although I wasn’t afraid, I felt a sense of confusion. As he attempted to place the shirt on me, I responded that I choose righteousness and the will of the Lord over my life. Even so, the shirt ended up on me, and I immediately told him I did not want it and asked for it to be removed. Suddenly, I was back on the surface, walking, struggling to get the shirt off me- I called on the name of Jesus and was able to take it off. When I removed it, the being appeared again and asked if I was sure, repeating that he could fulfill every desire. I responded that I choose Jesus. In the dream, I began to pray intensely over myself and my family, calling out, “Jesus, I need you.” When I woke up, I felt an unusual, eerie sensation, as though I was being watched. I’m I immediately began praying out loud, renouncing anything that did not align with God, and declaring His Word over myself and my family. I reaffirmed that I am a servant of the Most High God and that Jesus is my testimony.

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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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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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So many portions to this dream. I dreamt that I had a meeting at work for 1:30 and I had already had some time off so I needed to be there Nat was saying she put Sarah in charge of art for her health and that I would have this meeting. I had to drop off balloons for a birthday for one of the kids and I kept being delayed either I just missed the kids and I had to talk with Miss Wolsey one of the kids teachers. I kept feeling like the time was running short. While I was looking for the others I saw lilah and Zoey and all of a sudden there was a clothing fare and they both wanted clothing. Then I was stuck in a board room Where someone on the other side locked the door but unleashed a delicious dog on us. I’m not sure if I got bitten but I jumped out the window and successfully made it out of 3 floors the whole time thinking I’m late for this meeting but this is wild. While looking for my car I ran into an angel up the road. It was terrifying….terrifying but I remember holding onto someone or something and was determined to be brave. It started off as a scary ball of light then formed into a traditional angel with wings but as it got closer to me it became a cloud of smoke. There was also something about a construction company building something like caves and sedem and I having to negotiate

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I’m at home in my bed when I then suddenly get out of the bed walk into my living room and as I’m doing this, everything feels so real my stepson and his oldest brother are occupied in the living room but at the time that it was maybe like 3 AM I’m questioning them. Hey you know you shouldn’t be up it’s time to go to bed as I’m speaking it. I know that it was a distraction because as I’m talking to them my front door knob is twisting When I’m then, realizing everybody that should be inside of my house is already inside of the house the door is locked. There’s an intruder trying to get in. I look out of the people and it’s my sister on my dad side and my dad looking at me and the people but something wasn’t right about them. It was almost like they were cloned so instead of opening the door, I started to bang at the door, which made them step back I immediately ran into my room, grabbed my phone and proceeded to call my dad who was at my door, but when he answered, he was laying in his bed afraid frightened startled. I woke my husband up. I tried to wake him up. He wouldn’t budge and I’m telling him. Hey, my dad is at at home in the bed, but he’s at the door and I’m realizing they are who they say they are so I go to grab my gun the dream transitions over to my husband and I running through a parking garage and while we’re running into this parking garage, there’s a man with his body hanging out the back of a car he’s asking for help, but my husband’s like no we gotta go. We can’t help him during this time. My husband has a lot of blood on his hands. He’s wiping get on his clothes. He’s constantly like wiping it on his clothes as we’re leaving out of this parking garage as we’re leaving. I’m looking down at his hand and split on his clothes and there’s a Bible on the floor. We just walked past it. We never picked it up or anything fast-forward the dream. I’m in the car with my husband, he gets out of the car on the passenger side and leaves the door open. We’re around the entire car there are people like zombies, just walking in circles around the car. Someone was so desperate to get in. They knew that they had no control over their body that they just tilted they would eventually just fall in as one of the ladies fell inside of the car. I pushed her out with discuss as I’m pushing her out loudly. I hear my pastor’s name in my dream and then my husband woke me up.

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