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After a long journey I'm driving along a deserted street. On a boulevard in the distance I see four of my staff in boxes about the size of mailboxes. I get closer to see. They are locked in. They are standing in these boxes with hands tied. They see my and start begging to be let out. I'm very hesitant because I'm afraid of what they'll do when let out. I cautiously approach. Circle the boxes, talking to them to understand what they'll do if they're let out. I start unlocking the boxes. The last box is a Spanish man who has a temper. As soon as I let him loose he comes after me. He chases me. I immediately run for my car thinking this is my only chance. As I'm running I'm planning in my head how I can get into the car and lock it fast enough so that he can't get me. Now he has a knife. He's screaming. He's wild with rage. I'm out running him, but barely. I get to the car first, but my actions are very slow to close the door and lock it. No matter how I try I can't seem to move quickly. My fingers are on the lock but . My mind is racing, but my body is very slow. I don't get the car door closed in time. He wedges his arm in to force the door open. I struggle but can't stop him. He raises his hand to strike. He has an enormous machete. The sharp knife is coming towards me. He's going to kill me. I conscientiously wake myself from the dream and from sleep.

My dad that had recently died took me to a kentucky derby and he left me to get us some drinks from the concessions and had told me to stay after i tried to go with him. I cried as i watched him walk away. A long time after the races, and after everyone had left, i finally decided to go find him. I started walking around when i heard drips and people talking in a different language. I got closer and then footsteps running away. I turned the corner and saw my dad's body on the floor with no head. I dropped to my knees and held him. After a bit, i heard his voice but i thought it was in my head. But then i felt something hit my head and i looked up. I then saw my dad's head pinned to a board with a note that said you deserved it. He kept telling me he loved me and that he was proud of me and that he will always be with me. then he shut his eyes and was gone. I cried and then woke up crying

I had this dream last night that has been sitting on my mind. I dreamt of Jesus. Could you help me in telling me what you think it means? It was like a war was going on and this very tired man called out to Jesus for relief. He asked Jesus to take him home. Suddenly Jesus appeared and touched the man. I think Jesus said, "Today you will be with me." Then the man died. Jesus then came over to another lady and me and i looked deep in his face. His clothes were white as snow and his eyes were like lightning flashing in them. they had no colour, just bright and flashing. I held out my hand and he touched me. I remember being thrown in a convulsion and it seemed i died too. I had in my head. "Lord i didnt want to die, i just wanted to touch you, i just wanted a blessing" I remember floating up until i crossed over and was looking down on what appeared to be a huge wooden old fence and i was in a different place. All the time floating, i was praising God and speaking in tongues and shouting hallelujah. when i got to the other place so many people were there waiting, I am not sure for what, but it seems as if they were going some place else. I woke up singing a song, i dont remember it now.

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