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| Prophetic Dreams Do you see things in your dreams that predict the future? Have you had a dream that you think is prophetic? This is the place to talk about it! |
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10-27-2008, 03:49 PM
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Nuclear Devistation
This did not feel like a typical dream. I truly was a part of what happened, it was not a dream. It has been several years since I had this vision so the details are not as clear as they once were...
At the starting point of the vision I was sitting in a car or SUV that was stuck in traffic. My family (Dad-driving, Bro-front passenger, Wife-right back passenger, Me-left back passenger, and Daughter sitting in a car seat between my Wife and I. My Mom and my Son are not in this vision. The description of my surroundings is as follows: I was in the left of two lanes traveling one direction. On the other side of the median were two more lanes of traffic traveling the other direction. Both were very congested with traffic (not moving or moving very slowly). I was directly in front of a very tall Corporate Office or building of some kind (with several less important buildings around it). The outside of this building was solid black glass. There was a big sign about 15 feet tall and 25-30 feet wide made of marble 6-7 feet thick. The name of the business was on the sign but was facing in a direction where I could not make it out. The sign was sitting only feet away from the corner of the building's foundation (where the ground receded away from the building). The building was at least 40-50+ stories tall and about 70-80 yards in width (from my view). People are standing outside their cars and hanging out their windows trying to look ahead and get a better look at the traffic. There is a moderate level of discomfort on everyone's faces as they are shouting obscenities and trying to talk with one another to find out what is going on ahead of them. Off to my left, and diagonally ahead of me is either a vast body of water or a valley, I can't see it because of the cars on the other street blocking my view. All I know is that I can see for 10-15 miles with no obstructions like trees or other buildings etc. It is a pretty day outside with blue skies and few clouds. What happens at this point is where the beginning of my memories sequence of events takes place... As I am sitting in the vehicle (white SUV “Yukon” I think, it was not a car I was familiar with) the windows are down and it is about 70 degrees out with little humidity. I am sitting just gazing to a point in space somewhere on the light tan leather in front of me in a complete and total daze. A gentle breeze flows through the car and as the music that is playing softly in the background and the raised voices from upset citizens’ echo like all the other ambient noise that the city is providing, a voice floating with the wind, a small comforting whisper tells me to “get out…” of the car (my interpretation is that the voice is God’s voice, the Holy spirit’s, or Jesus’ voice). So I do. I get out and walk to the front left of the car. The wind picks up a little bit and actually gusts hard enough to make me take a small step. I have my left hand over my head blocking the sun and the car is now to my back. (my estimations of this are that I am either facing South/South East or North/Northwest due to the suns position overhead, also the time would be either just before or after noon [my belief is that it is around 11:00am or so and that I am facing South/South East). I get the sense that something is terrifically wrong, more so than just the traffic surrounding me. I don’t know what gave me the inclination to look in the direction that I did, but that’s the way that I was looking. As I stood there gazing over the tops of the cars on the other side of the street a small piece of dirt or debris from the street blew up into my face and cause me to close my eyes partially and turn my head slightly. Suddenly, all I see from behind my eyelids is an extremely bright flash of light from the other side of the vast vacant space. So bright that it was actually quite painful even though my eyes were closed and head was turned. My eyes ached worse than if someone had awoken me from a dead slumber, pried my eyes open and flashed a heavy duty Mag Light into them. They watered profusely and I could not stop massaging on them with the palms of my hands trying to make things better. At this point I fell to my knees to find some shade from the light and began to feel fear and confusion come over me. My mind started racing but I immediately felt like I knew what had happened. The US was just attacked with a Nuke of some kind. After this realization, I was even more terrified because I knew it would not be long before the shockwave/aftermath or whatever hit where I was. At this point the wind pauses for a split second and then changed directions dramatically. This time, the voice told me to “Get up.” So I began to stumble off of my knees still somewhat crippled by pain and my lack of vision. I think the rate at which I was rising off the ground was unsatisfactory to God or whoever because the voice got much more intense very quickly. “GET UP NOW STUART AND RUN!!!” Now, the course of events that have passed so far from the blinding light to this second vocal command has only been a few seconds. People around me have started to semi-freak out, screaming from the pain in their eyes that I mutually shared, and also because they have no idea what is going on and they are all scared. When I get up and turned around my vision was inexplicably restored and my sense of fear and confusion dissipated instantaneously. I was no longer confused because I knew deep down that there was some big time devastation headed my way, and my fear was gone because I knew that God was with me and was guiding me through this. My first initial step was in the direction of the car but just as I took that first step the voice told me “Forget about everyone else, they are not a part of this plan. For this, I only want you.” For the first moment I thought (as pathetic as it might sound) that I must be pretty important and I thought highly of myself and felt a great sense of self worth. These thoughts only lasted for a half a step or so. I had started to run in front of the car I had been riding in. My thoughts in the next step then shifted to how torn I was because I was leaving my family to certain death. I was torn between following what I had believed to be God’s voice, and what I always swore I wouldn’t do… Abandon my family. I had always sworn that I would do everything I could to protect my family and prided myself on how dedicated I was to their protection, but now, I was abandoning all of that because of a voice. The next step was consumed with guilt over this decision to follow the voices instructions in leaving them be. I look into the car and see my family massaging their eyes the way that I first was. I want so badly to get my family out of the car, and much like a parent my heart was really fixed on my daughter more than anyone else. My body and mind become so constricted and tight because of this guilt that my muscles virtually froze. I am at my second or third step now and am in a dead sprint, to where I still don’t know. I was now crossing the front right side of the vehicle. I was overwhelmed with emotion and desire to save my daughter so I began to take a step toward the back door of the car to get her out but was interrupted by the voice again who now at this point even though still calm and relaxed contained a level of commanding attention I had never seen or heard in anything before. “Seek shelter!” The wind was getting stronger and people were screaming louder, including my family. About 8-10 seconds had passed since the light and my attention was brought back to the fact that time was running out before it hit us. I ran past the car sitting next to the one I had been riding in and onto the sidewalk. I turn to my left and continue in the direction I was originally facing. My arms flail harder and more precisely as I try to gain speed with every step. I am running for my life and see the big thick marble sign sitting about 60-70 feet in front of me and in front of the big black building that was now illuminated by the blast and reflecting it’s light. I know that I must find a way to reduce the impact that the shockwave will have on my body and protect me from flying debris. I run to the back of the sign (opposite of the blast/light). As I reach the back side of the sign I see that there is a slight down slope to a cement trench that looks like it would lead to a water runoff drain or something like that. I can feel the ground start to tremble and I know that I have very little time left. I reach about midway in the sign (where the trench is) and crawl into the trench that leads several feet underneath the big marble sign. As I get in and turn around I see and feel the shockwave hit everything around me. I can hear the crashing of metal, bending of steel, and breaking of concrete. More prevalent though were the screams that I heard just before the power and pressure of the blast hit and sucked all the breath out of me as I am sure it did to everyone else. I couldn’t help but swell with more guilt and tears as I knew my family had faced and was about to face much worse, and that I left them there to deal with it. Parts of the building were starting to hit the ground outside my hiding place. Glass was falling with the frequency of raindrops and I could actually see the base of the building start to lean and sway from its foundation. The next shockwave hit and it is much, much worse than the original. Large chunks of the building are now starting to bury me in my cubby hole and then I begin to loose consciousness as the air is literally ripped out of my lungs so hard that my voice involuntarily made some kind of awkward grunting/howling noise. Sound gets quiet, and vision goes black.     
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#3
11-16-2008, 09:34 AM
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Nuclear Devastation
Holydiver,
Don't you leave a chance that this dream might have a literal meaning and God is showing what is about to happen? I have had symbolic dreams before and knew what it meant and how I should apply it because of what was happening in my life at that time. Sometimes the dream was warning me not to do what I did in my dream so I and my family would be well. The reason why I am saying that this particular dream most likely has a literal meaning is because I recently had a dream with nuclear explosion very similar to this one. I know it was an answer to prayer like you said, because I was studying end time Bible prophecies and asked God to reveal to me what part I will play in the events that will be taking place then. Also, just look around and listen to what God reveals to other people... I think the signs are all around us including what's happening with the economy. We are entering the end times, the last decade before Jesus will come for his church or maybe even less that that. It makes sense why the Lord will show us things like nuclear devastation, wars, tsunamis, economical recession and depression to take place. We know that all these things must happen according to the Bible. Some people see tsunamis, it also makes sense - Read Esekiel 38 & 39. There will be a war soon - Russia and Iran attacking Israel. God will intervene in a powerful way and as a result there will be a big earthquake and the Bible says "the whole earth will shake", and "the islands and the coasts will be destroyed". Tsunamis happen as a result of earthquake. It makes perfect sense why people from all over the world see tsumamis and flood. I saw it and so a few people I know in other countries. We know that Iran is on the verge of inventing nuclear wepons. It's coming... The Lord is warning His church. He will protect His people and is giving us heads up... Be wise!
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12-22-2008, 09:06 AM
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Hello Vision Scare,
Feeling the effects of an atom bomb in a dream is meant to be a sign of your own spiritual awakening. I wonder if you were feeling the energy of your own body? I wouldn't worry about it being prophetic, I think it is more to do with your personal energy than an event to come. All the best idgy
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There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy." --William Shakespeare, Hamlet "I.v.174-75"
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12-22-2008, 10:27 AM
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