Babylon and USA dark government (pt.1)

[disciple12]

For 10 years I have journaled the dreams I believe the Lord God Almighty has given me. I have something on June 9, 2008...

Thinking on it from time to time I think I may understand what Father God is saying. The Father sits on a throne of righteousness and justice; He loves both.

The dream begins with me being at the courthouse in Fayetteville (home town). I am inside. I am familiar with the way the courthouse there smells, like musty old books. I am there for some sort of something: taxes, or property. The courthouse inside has a big walking area in the middle with all the offices off to the sides of it. It has tile floors and the old long wooden windows from years and years ago.

Anyway, the other people there began to look out the windows and they made these incredulous gasps. I take about 3 steps over to look out and I see a UFO. I wish I could draw it for you on this page. It was more like a drone, I guess. I really don't know, because it is like information I received in the dreamed.

I am surprised that it has the boldness to just show up in front of everybody; like its fear of being noticed isn't there anymore. The thing is flying slowly. A jet then whizzes by it, and I hear the conversation of the pilot and the guy at the tower. The pilot is reporting a UFO.

The UFO turns up vertical and goes down into this body of water. I thought it was the ocean because there was so much turbulence on its descent into it. Seeing the ocean in the dream contradicts what I know as reality for the courthouse is surrounded on three sides by a manicured lawn.

The jet came back around and was still transmitting the UFO sighting. His jet was able to hover over the exact location of the descent of the drone. On the nose of his jet is a long rod or something and acted like a pointer to the area.

The water is still churning and I saw a Nordic being rise up out of the ocean and he had a force field around him. He is able, somehow, to reach through the cockpit and take the pilot captive. I thought the pilot was having heart failure because of the fear that came upon him being taken captive. It was totally unexpected.

Then I find myself being pursued by those beings that are connected to the UFO. I am still in the court house. Everywhere I go I cannot find a place in which to hide. There is another man with me. He is frightened and we are not able to hide very long. If I were to press against the wall they would materialize through the wall somehow. At last I am caught in a recess in the wall. A beast-man comes (he was in another dream in 2004-2005. I recognized him, and he knew me), and he has a tool looking thing in his hand and he slowly moves it in graceful maneuvers. A mist escapes the end of it. I am so scared, and I am crying. I do not want them to torture me. He is absorbed with evil, he loves evil. He grins wickedly at me, and you can tell he likes his job. In the process I realized that the mist will become a solid rod or rods and they will fly against my legs and break them.

I place my hands on the sides of the wall and swing my legs up as far as I can. But I can only keep them up for a few seconds. When I dropped them they were hit with those rods, and I passed out from the pain.

When I come to myself my hands are tied together and I am hanging from the ceiling. Everything hurts . On my back where my kidneys are there is a burned circle about the size of a nickel. It is raised and red and so very sore. I am surprised that I am still alive. While I was out they had done every kind of torture and rape to my body.

This goes on for several days. This place in the ship is so dark and depressing. I can't seem to hide from what is going on in this place, at least for not very long anyway.

The scene changes and I am sitting on a chair and this small child comes up to me and says there is a way out of the place. We are not allowed to talk for that will cause them to torture us. The child gave the location of escape, but I had to know a combination (which he gave) and do it in sequential order.

The scene changes and I am standing in the ship still, but we are someplace else on land. There are three men I can see outside and a small child (looks to be about 7 years old) with them. The sun is out and bright. I watch these men. The one guy (Nordic) looking one with very long blond, curly hair begins to make sexual overtures to this little boy as they are walking. I become sick at my stomach. I so badly wish to get away.

The guy decides he can't wait to sodomize this little boy and comes through the (hatch) door to my right. The little kid is trying to hurry in taking off his shorts. I am looking for a weapon in which to whack and kill this Nordic with and am unable to find anything which adds to my frustration. The cries of the child's anguish is unbearable.

The scene changes and I am in another part of the ship. I hear the clanging of a metal door against the metal hull. I look up and see an iron grid platform; 4 men and Hillary Clinton had come through the door. She appeared to be in disarray. I got the impression they were turning on her. Like her sins catching up or something. It just seems things are not going as well as before. The 4 men with her were in the same dream with the beast-man in 2004-05.