So I can't remember it all. My family (not sure it really was mine) somehow found out about a nuke that was going to be detonated in the future. We new where it was one morning and so the plan was that we would wake up early go to the bomb almost in there home I'd collect them after setting the timer and we'd drive off to escape its explosion. When I'd shown up to collect them they needed payment up front , made it but figured they shouldn't demand that but they were unaware that it was going to really happen then I woke.

I just wanted to share a very short dream that I had last night/early this morning. I was with another individual and we were boarding a jet airplane. My companion told the male steward right as we were stepping into the craft that we may have been exposed to radiation. The male steward replied to not say anything like that or we could not board the plane. The steward did allow us to board. As we entered the plane,  I noticed some type of a device placed in a corner of the plane that I knew/felt right away was a bomb. I then woke up from this dream.

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I am in the body of a young woman, she had just moved into a ghetto of a neighborhood because the housing market is in decline in this area. The neighborhood maybe RIO, Puerto Rico or could be Detroit, or even a slum in Louisiana.

The odd thing about this neighborhood is the parcels and parking lots. There is the regular "mobile home size rectangle grid" for each property, but each property also has a second mobile home size rectangle grid of land for parking, and as a yard.

The wind walk starts out that i am trying to kick people off of my new property because i have a young girl at my house (i believe it is Britney Spears) because i asked her about her hair shaving melt down. The people keep trying to take pictures of her from my drive way/car port.

We step out to the back lot to get some sun and talk, and they are in my back yard. There are two city workers with a truck of fancy plants and fountains, landscaping between my back lot and a walking/hiking trail. I go out there and i pick up what i thought was a person, but it turns out it is a dying black bear cub. (The size of a panda bear)

I go back inside and Britney Spears is missing.

(I woke up used the ladies room and managed to go right back to sleep into the same dream)
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I am back in the neighborhood and i walk down to the corner and there are now three new businesses down there. All three businesses remind me of roach coaches, but these ones have been converted to a permanent unit on the property. The wheels have been removed.

I am wearing a bathing suite skirt, which is really short in the back. I am talking with one of the owners while he and his wife are making my food. (A black man, and dark skinned woman with wild curly hair, but she is not African black, but maybe mixed)


I eat my food but i realize i am still hungry, so i try to order more. The dinner rush has just showed up and this dish took forever the first time. As I am standing at the counter waiting to place my second order, a group of thugs come up and one of them starts to rub on my thigh and keeps trying to look at my butt.

I keep moving away visibly shaken. The business owner comes out and sends me home, i run home the 1/2 block and hear gun shots. A few minutes later i am in my house with a gun and i am hunkered down, some young 12 year old boy is outside and he is yelling that i got his brother killed. He wants revenge, the boy begins to shoot at our house, so i shoot back.

Next thing i know i am aerial as if i am seeing the neighborhood from a drone. I see the 12 year old boy dead in the street, and i can see his older brother being picked up by an ambulance down at the corner.

From this view, i can see what a really shitty neighborhood this really is. It reminds me of Detroit in how run down it is... Yet people like me were buying houses here, and trying to make the neighborhood a better place by cleaning up and fixing up the lots. We just needed more police to keep the criminals and gang bangers in check.

Hi all.

I had a dream about world war three, last night, the 10th of August 
2016.  And...how it will begin.

, the dream was not all that long and I have noticed a pattern here.  
At the very end of the dream a Voice appears, as if an incursion from 
another reality down into my dream reality.
....oh I love those mis spelled words! I typed "another reality" but 
"anger reality" appeared instead. But there was no anger to his 
voice. ......
....then I typed it again and.....Nger....came up, as in ...Niger !
This reminded me of the middle segment, of the black man, I might 
have forgotten about this part if it were not for the mis spelled word!

Dream begins....I am standing on top of the Florida state 
meteorology building where the maps and observatory is. Only 
here, there was an outdoor area where I stood looking over the edge 
of the building to maybe six floors down and over the night time city.  
The guard rail edge was wide enough for a fish tank , a small 
aquarium , to sit on it. I looked into it and there was some sea 
creature in it and no water and a lot of doughnuts. Ugh....needs 
water badly...I took out the doughnuts and then I walked downstairs 
to find some water and a bucket.
On a floor below, I filled the bucket and went upstairs to the tank . I 
think now that critter was dead. Then someone came up the stairs, 
he saw me down below getting the water...
He told me...."we better get out of the building, NOW! We better 
leave the city now....he says the radio warns of ????

Scene changes to....I stand on a street looking at a two floor 
apartment building.
The wall in front is made of stone . Through the window I saw a 
black man leaning back against this wall, inside, he lives on first floor.  
I see it is night time.
As he leans, the wall begins to tip over, outwards! His eyes grow 
wide and he pulls away from the wall and he somehow stops it from 
tipping over.
The a light comes on upstairs and a white man in pajamas walks to 
the window to see what all of the commotion is about.

Scene changes to..

Me and that guy from the building are in a truck pulling a small 
caravan camper.
We drive along the night time road and up ahead I see a larger RV 
camper caravan parked Along the roadside and I see people fussing 
with the engine, the hood of the front was open. I 
guess...bonnet...for you.
We stopped to help.
As we all were talking, we stood besides the large camper and a 
window was open and then I heard what sounded like a radio. The 
very serious sounding announcer 
Sounded like one of those civil defense people giving instructions.  
But was far far more than this! This is that incursion I speak of.
He gave background as to what is really going on...

He says....

Ww iii happens in three stages.
One....Israel will launch an atomic missile into a nearby country. The 
nearby country then declares war, followed by every single Arab 
country then declaring 
war on Isreal .  
Two....Israel, being attacked by everyone around it, launches many 
missiles, and atomic bombs go off in most major Arab cities.
Three....now the entire world is involved and missiles fly all over the 
world .
It's now ww iii and all of what this means......

The dream ends there.

Well, , that is my contribution for the morning. I can well imagine, like 
in my other such dreams, the Voice is first, then the rest of the dream 
is a reaction to the voice and its message. I cannot now interpret 
well those two first sections.
Maybe you all will have a better go at this.
A glass fish tank!? The critter inside was not a fish. Was some sea 
creature and not happy that there is no water. Someone had filled 
this tank with plain doughnuts, the kind that one can buy in cafes and 
shops, here in the USA.  
When I came back with water, I could smell death and decay and the 
creature was not now moving.

The apartment? The wall did not tip over.  

We all are fleeing the city. And why? The Voice says why...

So there you all are,. A ww iii dream

I find it amazing how there seems to be on prediction forums, several 
probabilities as to what happens to us all, for the years ahead.
Each probability seems to have its spirit advisors and guides!  


I did once read that someone had a prediction, years ago, that ww iii 
will be started by one of the two countries on earth with the greatest 
spiritual culture and history!! The predictors own choice of two 
countries were Isreal and India.
If ww iii IS in the cards, I would imagine that! That a country one 
might think would be last to begin such a war, would be first to begin 
it!

Comments please....

Freestone wilson

Intent to dream about where/when of Eric's latest prediction https://worldwidepredictions.com/2016/08...da-attack/

I received a third eye picture of an alive and glowing yellow/orange ball on a black background. My first thought was 'sun'.

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We have just bought a large brick house. The mover's truck is at the back trying to park so our stuff can be unloaded. They back into the wall of the house and push it in about 6 inches. Looking at a broken support beam, I'm afraid our insurance won't be enough to rebuild if we have to because I'd just recently reduced it.

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Granddaughter has legs that look like insect wings. She runs to hide in Grampa's bedroom when her mom shows up at the door. Her mom also has legs that look like insect wings. In fact, her mom looks like a big insect. Really not wanting to, I show her mom where she is.

So I tried to see what the world will look like in twenty years first. Was moving barrels of some liquid from point across a yard to a protected cave. Anyway we were going to do it by hand and someone said that's nuts so I went to get the backhoe and use the bucket to haul them. Another individual got the crawler working by using the stabilizing feat to push and somewhat steer. Then I woke.

Second trying to view closer events after the Olympics and don't think I did with either.

Anyway we were in Moab (where I'll be in ten days so maybe). We met some old friends who were trying to see something. We were doing off road driving to finish our long weekend.

Made it to town and needed fuel for us and the vehicle. So we stopped and were in mcdonalds or similar with more groceries. Found the bathroom and the owner was in there. He appeared to have restocked the paper towels. While going sons friend stood in front on the hole in the wall on the outside so no one could see me go not sure if I knew about it. Then the towels started flying off the shelf. I finished quickly found my group and was leaving when I asked if they had a ghost or someone died here. They said oh yes.

I left trying to catch up to my group saw them at the car. Hurried toward the car where they were got there and they had pulled out with me in the car I think but I was outside of it wondering what was going on and I woke


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I am on the floor of the stock market, I am watching guys in suits that remind me of ~men in black~ these men are on walkie talkies and they are communicating with men in rooms above the stock market floor.

The men in the rooms upstairs, push a yellow button on a strange looking key board, which is like flipping a light switch, this makes it so that some people can not get their computers to talk to the trading floor fast enough, and the men can let other people who pay them for faster access get their bids in first.

The scene changes and i am now in a tall office building, I am in a room full of men who are doing math, and writing out complicated math programs to stall, and make the stock market skip. One of the men is drinking what looks like a soda, but it is a soda that i have never seen before, it is in English. (This is a key as to the time frame)

I am watching a TV screen and I see a blue headline tag that says "Barron's". Sept 22nd 2016 is listed on the screen with a news article with a photo of an old man's face. (I have no clue who the old man is)

One of the guys says, "Can we make the C.M.E. skip?"
The second guy says, "If we make it skip it may hit the international market, which will put them right on our heels, we need to avoid that."

I am in the body of a man, he is the Mayor. I am unsure of the city, or state.
Short black hair, white male, Mid 40s.

There is woman who is living in my house, blonde hair, blue eyes, dark soul. I believe she is depressed or has emotional problems, there is something not right about this woman. (I can not make out if the woman is a family member or if she is hired help such as a living in house keeper.)

I leave my house and I head down town for an event, Black tie.

It is still day light outside and I am now in the main building at city hall. There is some kind of commotion and i am ushered outside to my car. The driver is not in the car, and the commotion is getting closer, my body guard is shot. I run down the street and around the corner. I run through a fenced in park, there is an older black man in the park. I stop and i am standing behind a monument next to a stone/cement drinking fountain.
I pull out my cigar that i was savings, i take a few puffs before making my way back home.

Once I get home, the blonde haired woman tells me "this is for my daughter", (Her daughter is the one that was shooting up the place at city hall.) They grab me and my wife and take us down to the train tracks. They are seeking revenge. There is no escaping or bargaining for our lives.

My wife and I are strapped to the engine of a train, which will burn us alive once the coal is burning.

Upon waking I saw a train crashing into a wall. "End of the tracks" I hear the conductor say.