Saturday, January 30, 2016



Steve, I woke up this morning to my husband telling me about this INCREDABILY REAL dream he just had. 

He said that some spiffy looking guys with nice red shirts were going down the neighborhood streets and GLUEING these laminated notices to people's doors. He said it was like super glue because, once they glued it on, he could not pull it off no matter how hard he tried. 

The notices were telling people that all household members MUST comply to be ready to be picked up IN A WEEK by some special busses that were going to come and shuttle us to our designated PEACE CAMPS. 

He said he then ran miles (covertly) to find a neighborhood whose notices were placed before ours to see what was to transpire when the said weeks time was up.

So he gets to another, much nicer, side of town and runs into these other guys who are all dressed in camo. The camo was not the traditional or the digital, but a new one he'd never seen before. It had circles and
semi-circles and crescent shapes on it.  

So he camouflages himself in the brush to watch what was going on, and these guys were telling people to
clear EVERY VEHICLE off the road completely.

Everyone complied because they all thought that there was to be some kind of mass cleaning or coating or
some kind of road work to be done. 

Once all streets were cleared, then the troops went to people's houses in unison and had all family members pulled out to their front yards. Troops then hail for these nice looking busses to pull up at the ends of the roads and they take all the women, children and their own personnel who were dressed nicely. 

Then it was just the men and the troops left.  There was one troop for every man standing directly in front of them on their lawns (apartments lawns, court yards and such).

Those in the uniforms tell the men to stand in a line next to each other and proceeded to ask them a number of questions. 

Then all the soldiers step back and call some of the guys' names out loud and have them step out of line, backwards.

Another nice looking bus comes down the road and takes these men. 

Then, my husband hears REALLY loud rumbling, like the biggest garbage truck you ever heard coming down the road. 

He then sees these HUGE trucks pull up to both
corners of every street.

He said they were so giant that they took up the
entire road and then some. 

He said they were running over people's mailboxes and anything else they had that was close to the streets. 

Then troops surrounded the remaining men and electrocuted them with some kind of large taser thing and zip tie them all.  Once zip tied, they are then shot in the head. 

All the guns had silencers on them and it was very quiet. 

At this time the giant military looking garbage truck things open up and these guys wearing hazmat suits get out and start grabbing up the dead bodies and
throwing them in the back.

My husband went to get a better look behind the truck and said they were incinerators. They were mobile incinerator trucks. Once they burned all the bodies, they just left to go to another neighborhood. 

So he then starts running back home to inform us what is really going on and he has to go through backyards and alleys because, if you got caught on the streets, you would be shot immediately.  There was some kind of curfew or orders to stay in your house or something.

So he makes it as far as the neighborhood next to ours. He sees troops there bringing the families out to the front lawns but this time no one is asked any questions. They are all just shot in the head - babies, children, ladies - everyone.  He said the people were manhandled and treated with absolutely no regard or respect and
pushed down on the ground, face down.  Even babies were just grabbed and put face down - all crying, then just shot.  And again the giant incinerator trucks move in and begin the disposal. 

He said he felt like these uniforms and hazmats were not human but something else.

He figured that, in the better parts of town, maybe some people were spared, but that it felt like other neighborhoods were just totally slated for extermination. 

So he continues home as fast as he can but then wakes up right before he gets here. He said he was going to try to go back to sleep to find out what happens next, but he was too amped up and couldn't.

He also said that he somehow knew that all the people who were taken to these "peace camps" were just
being starved.  There was no food there and if anyone resorted to cannibalism, they were just shot.  

He also said that, when he was hiding in the brush near those apartment complexes, that he overheard the troops talking about how first they were handling all the unaware people who were just chillin' at home watching TV or doing their homework. Then they were going to do demolition and get all the people that had gone into hiding and ran away.

He also told me that, when he was eavesdropping on the troops conversation, one was telling the other that Canada was already done as well as the northern US. Now they were here in the southern states which they saved for last (I live in Florida). 

Another thing is that, when he was running through
the city, he had seen news trucks all shot up and riddled with bullet holes.  The trucks were left there with the reporters still in them, all dead and bloody for others to see.

Also, at the beginning of the dream, he said that after
those notices were placed on the doors that he came inside and warned our whole family that we needed to go and hide the babies somewhere because whatever was going down was STARTING RIGHT NOW. 

He said he told his dad who lives with us and is a vet and kind of old, but his dad wouldn't listen and
kept saying, "They wouldn't do anything.  Nothing's gonna happen.  Relax".

(This is because whenever my husband and I share insane news with him now in real life, he tends to not believe us. He is retired and does not "internet" and
thinks things are still the way they used to be or whatever).

My husband then tried to tell his brother who also lives here but who is super trendy and ignorant/gullible, and he also didn't believe in the urgency of what he
was being told. 

My husband remembers that he kept saying, "Right now! It's happening RIGHT NOW!" but they would not listen, so then he tells me and our daughters to go to the place that he'd made for just this kind of occasion.

Once secured, he does not join us but instead says he needs to go find out what's going on in the other neighborhoods...that's how the dream started.

Also, the troops were not Americans but seemed to speak almost fluent English.

Jan 19, 2016



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