Dream of Trump
I had a dream on Saturday.
October 3, 2020
Do any of you remember this, from when I posted it then and also last year? Here it is fresh...
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It was in a city. There were people all around. Seemingly many in unrest and then some that were not. Among those that were not in unrest, a giant Eagle came down from the sky and sat upon a tall building. Everyone could see him. He was exceptionally huge. Not average at all. Almost like a supernatural size.
All eyes were on the Eagle. So majestic. So beautiful.
So powerful.
The crowd of people in unrest was very very distressed about The Eagle. They began to murmur and complain. Desiring to kill the Eagle. Then suddenly a Giant of grotesque man rose from under the ground beaneath their feet. Supernaturally.
He began to climb the building with death and destruction in his being. Clawing up the building. The godly cried out in prayers, that The Eagle be saved. The giant man, grabbed the Eagle’s foot and The giant lost balance. They both fell to the ground.
The giant’s head broken. He was dead. The Eagle looked dead too. He wasn’t moving.
The Beloved’s cried out for the Eagle to be revived and live. The Eagle’s chest begin to rise up and down with breath and He got on His feet and flew to the top of the building again. To stand guard and to do what was purposed for him to do.
So majestic and powerful.
No one could get to him again.
The unrest crowd of people murmured and protested. And left the area. Because they could not stay ther under its power of beauty, magnificence and power.
The Beloveds stayed praying and praising God.
There were a specific group of people that kept guard around the building as well.
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