I have a Scribe: A chosen man who documents some of my words.

Like all of my closer friends, companions and associates he is a Person of Talent.  For the layperson, this means he is psychic, homo-psi.  In fact, he has a broad range of Talents, including Clairvoyancy: the ability to see the future.  From what he's told me, a couple of nights ago he woke up screaming and crying.  This is HIS story, these are his words:

 

A few nights ago something happened that has me deeply concerned.  As a Scorpio, I keep a tight control over my thoughts and even my dreams.  I can and occasionally do Lucid Dreaming, which is where you consciously direct what happens in your dreams.

For example, if your dreams keep replaying when your girlfriend broke up with you, you force the dream to be you relaxing on a sunny beach in Tahiti instead.

In addition to this, in general, in my dreams I am purer than I am when awake.  Dream Folk will tempt me with sex, corruption, temptations, power and all manner of things, but in general I observe the offerings but do not succumb to them.

Because of this, I do not have nightmares.  Honestly, before the morning a few days ago the last nightmare I had was being unable to convert a third dimensional array into a seventh dimensional array.  Honestly, there's a process for doing this and I simply could not remember the steps in doing so.  That dream left me stressed for most of the morning.

Last night was different.

Suddenly, around 1:20a ET, my dream EXPLODED!  I was in a small room and blood was EVERYWHERE!  It was FLOWING down the walls!  Everywhere I turned, the walls were throwing up blood!  The seams between the boards had rivers and rivers of blood flowing down them like ... like shoving a leaky rowboat into a lake.

It didn't just leak; it didn't just flow a little and stop:  IT BLED constantly and heavily!

So heavy in fact that it didn't pool at the floor but kept flowing until it reached a drain in the center of the floor where flowed into like a bathtub draining water.

The places on the walls that didn't have blood flowing from them, the areas at head height and above, it looked like wherever the blood was coming from, the people it had come from had just exploded.  The blood splatter over the flowing parts looked like it looks when you stick a hand grenade in someone and just watch it explode.

Then there were the screams!

In the back ground, not just a single person, but a HUGE group of voices screaming in the horror that was engulfing them!  Not just a single scream, but a chorus of screams.  Not even any begging for it to end, just continuous screams like dead men and women discovering they had just died in some horrendous fashion!

Through all the screaming a voice yelled out to me:  "Call your mom!  Have her call your brother and make sure he's okay!  YOU NEED TO WAKE UP!  Call your mom!  Have her call your brother and make sure he's okay!  WAKE UP!  HURRY!  Call your mom!!"

So I woke up screaming the screams from my dream.  And then the tears started.  I am NOT a crying person, but I couldn't stop the tears.  "Oh my god," I sobbed.  "ALL THOSE PEOPLE!"

I couldn't stop crying for all the lives that were lost.  I don't even know who or where, but I couldn't stop crying for them.

I have no idea WHO those people were or where or anything.  I just know the deaths will be staggering and the blood will be everywhere.

God Help Us All.

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If you need a reference and can understand this, it was the same reaction felt when the USS Intrepid (NCC-1631) was destroyed with all hands aboard.  Or when Alderaan was obliterated in "A New Hope."  Those who understand this will understand what I was feeling.

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This is not the first time this has happened.  A couple of years after the planes brought down the New York towers on 9-11 I was headed home from a late work shift on Christmas Eve.  Looking up into the sky I saw a skull staring down at me.  I knew this meant something REALLY bad was about to happen and I contacted a psychic friend of mine and told her some HUGE disaster was about to happen.

18 hours later, 275,000 people lost their lives when the Indian Ocean tsunami hit dozens of countries.

I'm not sure where or when -- and I honestly hate that! -- but I do know that when this new event happens the entire world will gasp.

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My range on these dreams is about 3 days.  If by Friday, nothing happens, I'll just figure the dream folk discovered a chink in my armor and I'll put up barriers to prevent them from breaching it like this in the future. 

But, My God!  If this is a prophecy, then it is a damning one.

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One more thing I want you to know and realize.  Whatever this event may be, time will go on.  While general events occur in a three day time frame, personal visions of me in the future take place endless years ahead.  I've seen myself in jobs, and in places I have no knowledge of until I reach them.  This has happened my entire life.

But what I want you to know is that when this event happens, time WILL continue to move forward.  For all the death and destruction that is about to befall humanity, time does continue forward, the pain will fade.

However, I believe that whatever this dream might be predicting has now been locked into place; me telling you of what I saw will not prevent it.

And, God help me, I am apologize that this is so.

 

God Help Us All.

 

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