Last Days Dream - Chemical Warfare
Last night I had a dream. The timeline was a bit crazy and I believe that was purposeful so that I would be prepared all the time without placing an expectation upon timing details.
In my dream, I felt a great urgency to be home and to not leave the house that day. The feeling was so intense; I could not dispute the need to be home. I had no reason to be alarmed or to believe anything bad was going to happen. We were not in a time of war. We were simply celebrating something with the rest of the town. I just don’t know what we were celebrating. It was nearly evening and everyone was outside for the festivities.
In my dream, I felt a great urgency to be home and to not leave the house that day. The feeling was so intense; I could not dispute the need to be home. I had no reason to be alarmed or to believe anything bad was going to happen. We were not in a time of war. We were simply celebrating something with the rest of the town. I just don’t know what we were celebrating. It was nearly evening and everyone was outside for the festivities.
I was caring for my mother who seemed to be about 10 years older than she is right now. Her hair was all white, like it had been bleached and shorter than it is now and curly as though she had not been straightening it as she typically does. She also had Alzheimer’s or dementia and I was caring for her. I had to take her to the store to pick up an item or prescription. I was insanely concerned about leaving the house to go to the store, but I didn’t know why other than the fact that the spirit was prompting me to stay home.
The store seemed to be decorated for Valentine’s Day, but it was not cold outside. The store was packed full of people for the big sales as if it was black Friday. There were deep discount sales and a town event that evening, getting the people out of their homes and into the community. I still felt a great urgency to hurry home. I followed my mother as she walked down the aisles and I kept urging her to leave and hurry back home, but she felt no need to leave and lingered as she retrieved her things. Again, I had no logical reason to rush home. Also, my youngest son was with us at the store and he was the same age as he is right now.
Somehow we ended up in the middle of the town event instead of heading home. This event took place in a wide open plot of land… Like a 4th of July gathering. There was a man who I walked past as I ran to the nearest house to help my mother use the restroom. As I walked past him, I felt as though he was looking at me strangely. His face stood out as though he was in charge of the event, but he didn’t belong there at the same time. I walked directly behind him and ushered my mother into a random home to use their bathroom to avoid an accident. My son stayed outside playing with my husband. My older children stayed home.
While in the home, I heard a voice on the intercom. There were speakers placed all over the town so that everyone would hear the broadcast, no matter where they were. Immediately as I heard the voice come over the intercom, I ran to the doors of the house and locked them as though there was an immediate threat.
Over the speakers I heard that same man addressing the people. It was dusk outside and nearly dark. He spoke in German although he said he was Danish. He made an announcement in German. Then spoke the same announcement in English. The words still create intense panic as I am typing this:
Over the speakers I heard that same man addressing the people. It was dusk outside and nearly dark. He spoke in German although he said he was Danish. He made an announcement in German. Then spoke the same announcement in English. The words still create intense panic as I am typing this:
In the sky there was a THICK cloud of dark smoke that was traveling extremely fast as though there had been a chemical warfare bomb that just exploded over the city. Anyone who breathed in the smoke would meet a fate as described in the announcement. I ran into the hallway where my mother was and started bawling. I shouted through the door “mom, it had begun.” I slumped to the floor; I knew I should have stayed home with my family. I started thinking I should lock the doors and get some duck tape around all the windows and doorways, but it was just too late. There was nothing I could do. I looked outside the window and saw people running and screaming. I realized my husband and son didn’t know where I was.
I was able to see a few hours ahead and the people were having seizures from the outrageous fevers where their eyes were rolling back into their heads. Their skin was covered in blisters from head to foot and the blisters were bleeding profusely. They were struggling to breath and many were hysterical as they panicked for air as their lungs seized up. I was not immune either, but being inside, symptoms seemed to progress slower. I wished I had listened to the prompting and stayed home where I was further from the city and where I had my food storage and duct tape to seal up the windows and doors... and most importantly my family.
I was able to see a few hours ahead and the people were having seizures from the outrageous fevers where their eyes were rolling back into their heads. Their skin was covered in blisters from head to foot and the blisters were bleeding profusely. They were struggling to breath and many were hysterical as they panicked for air as their lungs seized up. I was not immune either, but being inside, symptoms seemed to progress slower. I wished I had listened to the prompting and stayed home where I was further from the city and where I had my food storage and duct tape to seal up the windows and doors... and most importantly my family.
Then I woke up.
Here’s what I learned:
1. Nobody knows when the destructions will begin as the timeline was obscured from my predictions. The season and the year were jumbled up in the dream. I believe this is for a good reason so we are prepared all the time.
2. If I receive a strong prompting, I do not need a good logical reason to follow through even when it seems silly – like staying home and skipping the town celebration or skipping the big sale day.
3. Heavenly Father speaks to us and warns us through visions and dreams. I do not need a prediction to know that I must listen to the Spirit to survive. I know we are expecting a great cleansing before the second coming and dreams such as this just remind me that every day is sacred and events will happen when we least expect them.
4. I am starting to think there may not be a “call out” offering a guarantee of avoidance from the worst of the destruction. It is through revelation that we will be saved. “In coming days, it will not be possible to survive spiritually without the guiding, directing, comforting, and constant influence of the Holy Ghost.” – President Russell M. Nelson, April 2018 General Conference
1. Nobody knows when the destructions will begin as the timeline was obscured from my predictions. The season and the year were jumbled up in the dream. I believe this is for a good reason so we are prepared all the time.
2. If I receive a strong prompting, I do not need a good logical reason to follow through even when it seems silly – like staying home and skipping the town celebration or skipping the big sale day.
3. Heavenly Father speaks to us and warns us through visions and dreams. I do not need a prediction to know that I must listen to the Spirit to survive. I know we are expecting a great cleansing before the second coming and dreams such as this just remind me that every day is sacred and events will happen when we least expect them.
4. I am starting to think there may not be a “call out” offering a guarantee of avoidance from the worst of the destruction. It is through revelation that we will be saved. “In coming days, it will not be possible to survive spiritually without the guiding, directing, comforting, and constant influence of the Holy Ghost.” – President Russell M. Nelson, April 2018 General Conference
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