in the dream I was awakened because I felt something in the house. I walked into the kitchen/living room. I walked to the back door to look out the glass and check the locks which are secure. I walk to the front door and look out into the dark front yard. Suddenly I feel someone behind me. I see a shadow of movement in the glass of the door. terror strikes me and im praying in my head asking "Lord what do I do?" I slowly turn and I see the intruder. hes wearing a hot pink hoodie, muted color by the dark, with the hood on. I cant see his face. he threw me over his shoulder. I woke up.

I'm standing at what I understand is my actual house, though I didn't actually see it. we, me and im not sure who else, are looking at the mountains in my back yard (which in reality is the mountain, mesa, that I can see from the front of my house), was a volcano that was about to erupt. I argued in the dream, "I do not have a volcano in my backyard" and the answer I received back was "your backyard IS a volcano". I live close to Yellowstone park. so the volcano is about tot erupt. immediately you can see lava boiling up in the vents and we are watching it. then suddenly theres a huge ROAR like somewhere a huge explosion had gone off, but you could tell by the sound that the explosion has actually happened a long way away. then we look back toward the volcano and one of the big fire planes that had been flying around the volcano fell out of the sky. we were horrified and gasping at this. we started to run to the plane to help but then another plane that had been taking off (the airport is on top of that mountain in reality) fell out of the sky right as it was lifting off, maybe 50 feet off the ground. then from the left, there were suddenly HUGE yellow tractors and trucks tumbling through the air, bouncing off the ground occasionally, coming right at us in a huge dust cloud. they had been tossed like toys in the explosion. then I was terrified and wanted to wake up, but instead of waking up there was like...you know when a tv channel goes off and there's static/snow...and in the middle of the tv screen was a stop watch flashing 00:00 in red. I woke up with a scripture verse in my head - Micah 6:8 seek justice love mercy...

I couldn't find him. I was getting worried. there was this hole. in the ground. at the ground surface it was just a hole. but once you went into it, it was like a basement. cement walls and stairs into the entryway and a door at the bottom of the stairs. somehow I knew he went there. I couldn't go in. I don't recall the thought of going in even crossing my mind, which is odd now that I think about it. because surely if I lost my son and thought he was somewhere I would go in. I yelled his name twice into the hole and he didn't answer. I went somewhere out of the place where the hole was, which was like a park. very lush green grass on the ground where I was laying to look into the hole. and there were maybe tennis courts nearby, chain link fencing. I went to this place and called the utilities company. not 911. I don't know why I didn't call 911. I don't know why I would call the utilities company instead of 911. but it seemed like it would be faster and that they would know about the hole I was talking about. I told them on the phone he went down this hole. I said I don't know the name of the park but its like "Thesda Park". the lady on the phone knew the hole I was talking about and said yes. I understand. I went back to the hole and the utilities men were already there. there were 7 of them all wearing long-sleeve light blue shirts and navy blue pants. they all looked the same and they were digging. I knew where he was but I didn't want to tell them. I knew because he had begged and begged to go. at first I said no, but then he just kept nagging "can I please go? its just one night." finally I had said ok fine. I had also known that the name of the park was Bethesda Park. I was afraid to tell the utilities company that I had let him go there.

I was in what I understood to be my bedroom. I was trying to rearrange the furniture to make it more accommodating for people who were coming over. my husband was there. I remember talking to him but I don't remember actually seeing him. a woman was there. she was a friend, or more like family, but not someone I actually know. she had long red hair and was beautiful, but I cant remember actually seeing her face. I was showing her 2 rooms in my house that were next door to each other. the 2 rooms were about the same size but had different floor plans. I showed her the problems I was having deciding which one should be my bedroom and I liked one floorplan better than the other because it was just a big rectangle room, that was presently empty, which is easy to arrange furniture. but the only thing is I liked the other bedroom because it had a bathroom ensuite, even though it had a weird floorplan to arrange for guests. I needed to be able to arrange the bedroom in a way centered around the tv so all the guests could see the tv. then I began cleaning my room, the one with the bathroom in it. as I was cleaning it, for some reason my husband says "you're not a prophet." and I responded "yes I am". he said "you haven't even prayed to be a prophet". I said "yes I have". I think we were going into a discussion about Moses, but I woke up.

I was watching in the dream from an elevated place. a bunch of people maybe 30-50, inside this place that reminded me of being inside some kind of spaceship like in star wars. a huge open bay where all the colors were black and gray and the walls were like banks of computer systems. the people were wearing red jumpsuits and had huge round white helmets on with no face glass. like big white balls on their heads. but on the front of the helmets they had red square eyes and noses that were like painted on. like a jackolantern. but this one guy came into the midst of them. he milled around like he was trying to blend in but didn't know what he was doing. his suit and his painted on face were kind of a burnt orange color. soon he caught the eye of one of the red guys. the red guy started to follow after him and then tried to call after him, but the orange guy realized he was spotted and started to speed up to get away. so the red guy hollered to everyone else hey get that guy! so a group started to follow the orange guy. the orange guy turned to look over his shoulder. he was looking right at me, so now it was either me who was the lead red guy or I was now standing right next to the lead red guy. when the orange guy looked at me I heard someone - I think the lead red guy - say IT'S BALAAM!! in a shocked voice. then balaam turned away again and I woke up.

I was at my parents house way up in the mountains. a group of kids, including my own was playing outside. I was watching them through the kitchen window. then they were playing with a black bear cub, a very young cub. I thought to myself What are they doing?? they know about bear cubs and bear mama's! then my dad ran out there and told them to get away from that bear and leave it alone! then there was this scraggly looking mountain man. he was telling the kids it was OK and started to play with them with the cub and the kids started to listen to him. then 2 things happened simultaneously:
1) my dad blew a gasket. He was instantly furious at the mountain man. he started yelling at him to get his crazy a** away from the kids. and he drew his gun to shoot the mountain man but the mountain man killed him first.
2) the mama bear came and started to NOT kill the children but to kill her OWN cub! she started to eat it! and she had these crazy mechanical-looking jaws!
then, when I saw this happening from inside the house, my first reaction was to lock all the doors and windows to keep the mama bear from getting in the house. then I was like what the heck am I doing?!? the kids are out there! and I started to run out. then I woke up.

I was in my garage. I went to put on my boot and I remembered I should check it for spiders first. I shook my boot upside down and a MONSTROUS black widow fell out. She was angry and chased me. I called my dad. He said stomp it! I said I cant. it's too big. it will bite me through the boot! woke up terrified.

In my dream I was in a house that I understood to be mine. I heard a very
loud BANG! that scared me. I looked out the back window where I saw men
working with monsters. These monsters were alive, but they looked robotic -
mechanical - and the men were directing them; riding them like as a man
sits in a large piece of farm equipment. The monster right outside my
window stood on 4 legs and was about 20 feet tall. A man sat atop the
monster's small body. It really looked like a man riding a giant 4-legged
daddy-long-legs. The man was directing the monster in something they were
building. But there were no hand controls. They were speaking to each
other as though they were one mind! There were several pairs like this all
around outside, all similar and doing the same type digging and building
but none of the monsters was exactly like the other. I was terrified - it
was like an entire army! They were everywhere and they'd appeared
overnight! I heard "this is the end-time, and it's just like in my dream".
I have not had a dream like this before. So, I was puzzled by this
thought.
I grabbed my 5 year-old and my laundry. I put my son in the car and
buckled him in and I had my laundry and I drove to what I understood as my
"other house". Everywhere I looked the landscape was covered by the
man-monster teams working, digging, building. And there was all kinds of
construction equipment. They weren't tearing down homes, but they were
building in every single side, front, and back yard of every house - like
they had a right to be there! I understood that they could do whatever
they wanted because we had allowed them. I was just driving past them all
waiting for them to take notice of me, but they didn't pay much attention.
Occasionally one would look at me, but I understood someone saying
telepathically to them "don't worry about the remnant". When I got to my
other house, I was frantic about getting the laundry done. The
man/monsters were here, too. They were digging oil wells. They had
monsters with long pipes drilling into the ground. They could put together
a drilling platform in lightning speed. All around were loud explosions.
And I kept thinking "This is the end-time. It's just like the dream I
had."

I was 7 years old and some new neighbors moved in across the street. We had not yet met them, and I had a vision wherein I introduced myself all formal like and the man said, "I'm very pleased to meet you. My name is Tom Watson." I giggled and said, "What son?" He smiled and said, "Watson". About a week later, after my mom had met them, she told my dad the man's name was Tom Watson. My dad asked,"The golfer?" and my mom said, "No. Just the same name." I can't remember ever knowing his wife's name. I called them Mr. and Mrs. Watson.

AT 4:25 A.M. USED THE BATHROOM AND RETURNED TO BED. I HAD ANOTHER W.I.L.D. VISION/DREAM BEFORE
RETURNING TO SLEEP.

I SAW A BOLT OF LIGHTNING FOLLOWED BY A BRIGHT WHITE FLASH OF LIGHT IN THE DISTANCE OVER A MOUNTAIN RANGE. THIS FLASH LIT UP THE ENTIRE RANGE. THE NEXT SCENE WAS THAT OF A SET OF WINGS, LIKE ANGEL WINGS ARE USUALLY DEPICTED. HOWEVER, THEY WERE METAL, ON THE GROUND, LARGE AND NOT ATTACHED TO ANYTHING. EACH WING HAD A SERIES OF METAL BARS WITH SPACES BETWEEN THEM AND THEY WERE WAVY LINES, VERSUS STRAIGHT. THE WINGS LOOKED AS THOUGH THERE WAS A BRIDGE, TUNNEL OR ROAD BETWEEN THEM. UPON FURTHER INVESTIGATION, I REALIZED THERE WAS WATER BELOW AND BETWEEN THE WINGS.

NEXT I HEARD THE WORDS "BLUE TAG KIDS".