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Last night i dreamed sleeping when suddenly somebody woke me up and askign me to pray to someone with a goiter. I first i minister to her with the word if she believe Jesus can heal her. i repeatedly ask her and she agree. when i pray the scene was changed that the neigborhood are looking so i pray " thank you Lord prove to this people that you are the real and great God " and the goiter was on my hand and some of the protrusion begun to shrink. i was amaze to see it happened so i cried. i woke up. saying Jesus. but i night before i pray to have the Elisha anointing.

I'm sitting on the stairs on my grandma's attic with an autistic kid maybe 2 or 3 years older than me. Blonde hair, green eyes, blue and white striped polo shirt, and tan shorts with a ton of large pockets. I don't know him, but I feel that he's important. A short man maybe as tall as me jogged pass us up the stairs panting, "Quick they're coming!" I know what he means, airplanes that drop dangerous bombs and fighter jets. I grab the autistic boy's hand and chase after the man, climbing another set of stairs that never really existed in reality. I look back and say, "We might need to turn around and go down." However I keep going up, ending up out of the house in a field. I had never been there before. Taking the boy's hand we run in the open and I see the jets circling. I see a set of bleachers, knowing somehow a person is going to save us and come in a plane to take us to safety. I see hundreds of innocent people climbing the bleachers. Standing there waving their arms. Looking for hope. Me, the boy, and the man are a hundred yards away from the bleachers. Then I see the bomb dive into the bleachers. Bodies are thrown everywhere. In front of me a hole opened up acting as a tunnel into a laboratory, we run in seeing all the scientists. They all in unison say, "Everything is ok." I turn around and the boy is gone. So is the man. As if they disappeared. I leave the laboratory and sit in the grass, holding my legs. Rocking back and forth, then I feel calm as if nothing happened and that everything that happened was all just a game.

I am standing before a map, such you might see in a video game. This map depicts a land divided into six provinces or nations based on some combination of elements and allows for navigation. I touch a point in the northeastern corner of the world, and I am transported to the land of earth, a dusty, arid land similar to parts of the western United States and Mongolia. I am next transported to the land of fire, a volcanic realm where the world is being formed. It has two inhabitants: An enormous shrimp-like thing and what force of habit makes me call a turtle, though it looks nothing like a turtle.

To begin. I haven't had a dream in what I consider a long time. One of my favorite and was staging at a hotel near me. I ended up meeting him and began conversation about the band and general music questions. A girl appears to be apart of the band. She has blonde hair extremely sexy about 5'6 great body. Immidiatly I am attrated to her. We talk for a bit and I ask how she was involved with the band. Since her hotel room is full with the other band members she ask me if therequired is a place to shower she wants to get a way from the band and have her own space.I invite her to my house. She showers invites me into the bathroom. After she showers she steps out and starts to dry her self off. I seize the opportunity start to kiss and touch. I tell her to stay but the band needs her and she might miss her bus for the next show. We walk back to bus stop. She thinks she's missed her bus but then it apears she's estactic she did miss the bus because it's the last bus going to the city. I tell her before she leaves that I really like you and I think I love you. I write my # on a piece of paper and give it to her. She says I love you too we have a long kiss goodbye and I see her get on the bus. She looks back waves goodbye . Bus door closes. .. and buss leaves

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