I wasn’t planning on waking up at 2 a.m. to tell you of my
nightmare, but I’ve been a ‘believer’ in prophecy for many years, and one thing
I’ve felt was true was that, if you announce a prophecy, it will almost
inevitably NOT come true, so here we are.
I saw a leader in a huge political meeting in a chamber, and
I won’t get into that any further for obvious reasons. This leader had decided he would use this
opportunity to drop a figurative ‘bombshell’, a unilateral decision that would
enrage almost everyone present, even people in his own party. As the shouting began, he gave a cue, and
military-style people swept into the chamber and pointed their guns at the
protestors. He grinned and said
something like, “Now that I have your attention.…”
The stunning part of the dream was the unexpected swiftness
of how everything devolved. He had
everything planned out: threaten to round up his ‘enemies’, and while they
stood in fear and shock, he would rally his ‘supporters’ to do what he wanted. But over half of his supporters weren’t
prepared to ideologically abandon their principles, and certainly not at the
drop of a hat, so the shouting began anew as the crowd grew rabid against the
man, despite the guns aimed their way.
It was obvious they expected reason to take the upper
hand. It was even reasonable to assume
the men with guns (I hesitate to call them soldiers) wouldn’t open fire or
commit slaughter, due to the horrific shame and vengeance that would pursue them. But the shouting scared the ‘leader’, so when
the crowd surged toward him, he gave a signal….
Blood, everywhere.
Horror at the epic slaughter, cameras running and the man rushed away by
his gun-holders, never to be seen in person again. I distinctly remember seeing two of the
leader’s staunchest supporters wiping blood off their faces, in shock as they
realized they DIDN’T SIGN UP for this, that their political idealism, their
cronyism, was a convenience and a boon in stable times, but that their ‘leader’
had just set them up to take the fall for the horrors to come. They felt such deep shame that they discussed
committing suicide, right there amongst their fallen comrades, with cameras
running.
By ‘unexpected swiftness’, I’m also referring to the
planning in the background that enabled the bloody sweeping that followed. Within HOURS, millions of people were
arrested for vague charges, and anyone who protested was shot. The intent was to scare people, at first:
shoot at the least sign of protest, and everyone will let you get away with
it. But the shooters soon realized if
they were in for a dime, they were in for a dollar, and they were already
compromised, so they might as well DO THEIR DUTY to earn someone’s approval and
a paycheck….
Cities were blockaded to try to control the populace and
became slaughterhouses. People in the
countryside couldn’t get word from their friends and relatives in the city, and
barely any news, so they shook with fear and pity and remorse and rage, wondering
if they were guilty for having voted in such an unstable ‘leader’. At their gatherings with their neighbors,
they discussed how to handle troops that might be coming for them, never realizing
those troops would be foreign soldiers….
Do you really think the entire world hasn’t been noticing
what’s been happening and PREPARING FOR WAR?
By ‘unexpected swiftness’, I mean, the country will be invaded within
DAYS, less than a week if my nightmare is true.
And, frankly, so-called ‘allies’ will turn their faces away, saying, “They
DID IT TO THEMSELVES….” And it’ll be the
only way THEY will survive, because every neighboring nation with a grudge will
decide now’s the time to get back at so-and-so, while everyone else in the
world is aghast at what’s happening while the cameras roll.
But the confusion of who is attacking whom and for what
reasons will lead almost every nation into a killing spree, bent on revenge for
their real and perceived slights. The
end of my vision was me watching television with my husband, and hearing about
worldwide death tolls, when a knock comes upon our door. I look at him and say, “Don’t comply with
anything, because you’re better off dead than compromised,” just before the men
with guns burst in to try to herd us to a slave-labor camp.
I judge the time from the Death Chamber to World War III to
take about a week, max. I feel they came
for me and hubby within about a month.
If nuclear weapons are going to fall, I think it’ll come after that
month, because I had no dream-impression of them.
The ‘best bet’ for survival will be the usual: keep your
head down if you can, pray for peace and common sense to prevail, and beg God for
forgiveness for having enabled a maniac to hold enough power to kill all your
friends and relatives while you cower and hope for just one more day of your miserable
existence. Don’t bother begging your
dead friends and relatives for forgiveness, though; they’re in a better place,
laughing their butts off while watching you writhe, tortured by your own bad
choices.
In this nightmare-of-a-war-to-come, you WILL be better off
dead. So you might as well stand up now
for what is good, LIFE, and reject any political person, party, or decision
that leads to death. That’s the only way
I feel we have to avoid World War III: find a place within yourself that works
for peace, and love and light and life, and reject any solution that leads to
pain, illness, suffering, and death. It’s
the only way to save your soul, to be true to the principle of Life.
Dare to redesign your life, one decision at a time, to
reflect your new integrity. It’s the
only way to LIVE.
Namaste!
