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I dreamt that I was on a trip with my church. There was a few people that went that I was talking to that are no longer members of my church. I found myself in a room with 2 beds along with multiple people casually talking (both male and female). I laid down in one of the beds. Randomly this lady that is from another church but occasionally fellowship with jumps into my bed and starts flirting. She then rolls over and kisses me - but in a weird way. This is in front of everyone in this crowded room. I started kissing back but become horrified because I am married. The kiss was off - not enjoyable. She then pulled away and said she was spitting into my mouth. I then quickly woke up. Background of this lady. She is 41 and a single mother. She used to operate in new age practices but has since come out of that and gave her life over to God. She went to theology school and operates in the prophetic with some accuracy. My marriage currently is ok. Had a hard conversation with my wife last night about some challenges we are having but not wanting to divorce at all.

I have a recurring dream where it's dark and spooky, around a big horse with a second part where my fake mom and grandmother live. I have to live in the main house and occasionally visit the smaller house. The grandmother is creepy and mean but not as bad as the now so terrifying and I haven't ever actually really seen. Not incredibly scary but never pleasant. There's usually someone who I don't know who walks me to the door with the mom but she's not named and i dont know her.

When I was a kid, around 5-8 I had this nightmare for a long time, and the weirdest part is that I still remember it to this day, vividly. I'd be in an apartment with my older sister, we'd just sit there and abnormal tall shadows would be on the wall, screaming. I would look around and see a wall break then my older sister disappears. I would stand and walk over, a ghost/demon would grab me and burn my skin. I remember screaming and crying then I'd start falling into pitch blackness, hearing people laughing at me. I could hear myself screaming, sometimes maybe feel myself screaming. Just screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Silence. I'd land in the arms of my older sister, she had a blank look on her face and then she melted into blood, ear shattering screaming. It was all honestly traumatic considering everything was so vivid, occasionally becoming blurry. Then I woke up.

1. I saw Bishop Charles Agyin-Asare, a healing evangelist, welcoming me and pointing me to a storey building nearby. Wondered what to do about this. – 1st March 2004. 2. I had a dream in which I saw Bishop Charles Agyinasare praying for many people by calling the names of diseases and commanding them to go. 3. I saw in a dream that I went to Bishop Charles to pray for me for a greater anointing. I did this twice. On the second occasion, he went and wrote his name on a piece of paper and gave it to me.Before then, on one occasion, I dreamt that Bishop Charles entered my bedroom 4. I saw in a dream Bishop Charles resting on a bed. There was a book on a shelf nearby, a big book. Nobody was interested in the book. I decided to take it. I took it and brought it to him. He said there were other books in addition, and I had to pay something for the books. I was interested in the first big book but decided to take the others and pay something. 5. I had a dream. A meeting just closed. Bishop Charles ministered. I saw him come out and carrying his bag. I called him Senior and I offered to help him with the bag. Was reluctant, but I persisted and carried it. I said I would rather carry bag of an anointed man for 5 minutes than any other thing 6.

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.

I was in an apartment with my older sister, we was just siting there and abnormal tall shadows were on the wall, screaming. I looked around and seen a wall break then my older sister disappears. I stood up and walk over, a demon grabed me and burned my skin. I remember screaming and crying then I'd start falling into pitch blackness, hearing people laughing at me. I could hear myself screaming, sometimes maybe feel myself screaming. Just screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Silence. I'd land in the arms of my older sister, she had a blank look on her face and then she melted into blood, ear shattering screaming. It was all honestly traumatic considering everything was so vivid, occasionally becoming blurry. Then I woke up

“When I was a kid, around 5-8 I had this nightmare for a long time, and the weirdest part is that I still remember it to this day, vividly. I'd be in an apartment with my older sister, we'd just sit there and abnormal tall shadows would be on the wall, screaming. I would look around and see a wall break then my older sister disappears. I would stand and walk over, a ghost/demon would grab me and burn my skin. I remember screaming and crying then I'd start falling into pitch blackness, hearing people laughing at me. I could hear myself screaming, sometimes maybe feel myself screaming. Just screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Screaming. Silence. I'd land in the arms of my older sister, she had a blank look on her face and then she melted into blood, ear shattering screaming. It was all honestly traumatic considering everything was so vivid, occasionally becoming blurry. Then I'd wake up.

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