I was in a large building, standing quietly in a room. Some people came to me and told me that the building was on fire and that I needed to leave. I immediately left out of the room and left out of the building, but I did not see any fire, nor did I smell any smoke. However, I knew for certain that the building was on fire, but the flames had not yet risen. I got far away from that building.
The firefighters arrived; they came in 2 groups to fight the fire. The first group approached the burning building, and they blew horns. Instead of using water to settle the fire, they used horns to play a soothing sound to put the fire out. The sound was like a thousand French horns, and very loud. Even though the sound was nice, it did not put out the fire, nor did I think it would - but those firefighters were convinced their horns would put the fire out. Seeing that the horns could not put out the fire, the second group of firefighters approached the fire. Instead of using water to settle the fire, they used drums to play a rhythmic beat. The sound was that of a thousand drumsticks lightly but speedily tapping the heads of drums, and then picking up a beautiful rhythm. As I walked farther away from the building, I saw a friend of mine who I used to be very close with; she was among the drummers. I approached her, but she did not see me. So I stopped walking and touched her arm as she began to pass; she turned and looked in my eyes with a face that appeared as if she did not really want to go to the burning building (which still hadn't yet been enveloped with flames), but still felt compelled to do so. We did not say anything to each other. She continued walking and was the last person in the line of drummers who approached the burning building.
I woke up from this dream very early in the morning, while it was still dark, and I still heard the drums playing. I had this dream on either March 25th or March 26th 2006, which was after I began seeking Yahweh, but before I began seeing the messengers in the skies above me.
With regards to those people playing the horns and drums, I did not see any horns or drums - the sounds just came from them in their attempt to put the fire out (which I also did not see - since I kept walking further and further away from the building).
Now...
I have no doubt that the burning building is the Washington, DC area. This is one of the places where Yahweh will visit when He treads the clouds above the planet. He will show violence to this generation - and He will not hide his burning anger from DC and from this untrustworthy generation. The people on this planet are used to being without God - they are used to seeing God do nothing, neither good nor evil, nor do they expect to see God do anything. They have equally said in their hearts, "There is no God." So when I walk the streets and tell people about God's acts, they consider it of no mind - this becomes even more true when I tell people to "Go and seek God" and "If you seek Him, He will let you find Him" - but even here, no one pays me any mind.
They have religion, which resonates with their mind. People hear and see how fucked-up their lives are, but a blissful heaven is only a death away. Religion resonates with people because they are not used to seeing good on the Earth, especially with death at the forefront of all things horrible - and they need that religious kick to say to them, "Everything will be OK". You see, music is the same in this regards. Harmony and melody are meant to resonate with you - otherwise, you wouldn't care to listen to it. The talk of heaven and your loving god resonates with you - even though you have never seen heaven nor have you seen your loving god do anything loving.
Just as religion is meant to move your emotions and resonate with you, so is music. So God made me hear, what I considered, the beautiful sounds of horns and drums. But those horns and drums were nothing more than religious babble which resonated in those people's minds. Instead of using water to put out the fire, which will be the simple common sense thing to do, they will use horns and drums. Water being the act of looking for God, seeking God's character by asking "Who are you?", inquiring of God and watching what He does. Horns and drums being ten-thousand beliefs, half of which tell God who God is supposed to be and what God is supposed to do; and the other half telling people to act like idiotic-slaves without using common sense or their own judgment.
This is no different than when you suffer from your terrible sicknesses or run from those things which threaten your life; instead of looking for the living God, you keep praying to that invisible tree-stump and actually expect it to get up and do something. You're playing music to put out a fire - this is stupid. And generations upon generations of people tapping drums to put out fires just isn't enough for you not to do the stupid shit yourself. You will do better to just use common sense when it comes to God - a little logic will steer you in the right direction.
There is no logical use for listening to the beautiful sounds of horns and drums, nor is there anything logical about having religious beliefs - because beliefs are not truths until proven... and it's the truth that is most important. But people here never seek the truth. Beautiful sounds will not end your troubles - nor do they calm God or make Him any less bitter-acting toward you. People have their holy books and ministers with them - and are used to having books and ministers with them. People do not have God with them, certainly not the living God, and they are used to not having God with them. Otherwise, they would be telling me things I too have received from above, and mercy would follow them wherever they happen to go, just as it follows me. And their friends would see the messengers flying over their head just as my friends see them flying over mine.
Now, Yahweh is not religious, nor is He a musician who aims to emotionally move you from side to side with tunes. He is logical, and intelligent, and enigmatic. His ways are simple, so that even a young child could understand them. He is the Mighty God who gives unending compassion, safety and mercy to those who seek Him, and gives everyone else their recompense. He is the enemy of oppressors and the wealthy, He sees no beauty in those who deceive and kill the innocent. This is Yahweh's universe, and He has many children who love Him and do good, and He judges us all fairly and equally. He is God of only those who are alive and who look for His face - there is no dead person who knows Him. Yahweh is living, and all of His children are alive - those who love Him are alive, none of them are dead - this is His gift to those who look for Him and trust Him. Yahweh protects all my bones and assures that no terrible disease will come near me. For the rest of my life in this place, I will watch every horrible thing happen to people, I will watch every disease overtake them, I will watch bombs drop on them, I will watch bullets pierce them, I will watch their own bodies torment them, I will watch them drown in floods, I will watch them cause one another pain, I will watch them being oppressed, I will watch them thirst and starve, and I will watch all of their bones be shattered - but Yahweh keeps me safe from it all, because I looked for Him.
When Yahweh approaches this planet, His messengers will come to me and tell me to leave the DC area. I will probably do the same to others - but will not press them to come with me because this is a Godless generation. I will probably go to the mountains of Martinsburg, West Virginia - which is where my grandfather lived before he died - unless I'm told otherwise by the messengers. I will probably never come back to the DC area again after Yahweh visits.
Even though it is obvious to me that the horns and drums are religious beliefs and those men and women were preachers of those beliefs, there are some points to the dream I don't yet understand. This will simply require me to think more about it. For instance, why were those religious people approaching the building they knew was troubled? Are the horns one set of major (or common) religious beliefs and the drums another? Who is my friend that I touched, and why did she continue to walk toward the burning building and play her drum?
Everything that I know about God comes from God. I watch what He does and He inspires my thoughts. Dreams from God are very infrequent for me nowadays - perhaps I could even say they are nonexistent. The messengers speak to me openly with their lights, and they are my guardians who protect me and will raise me up when Yahweh allows the evil men to take me down. I see God speaking to me - His song is with me in the night. Yahweh has made me my own living testimony, and will make me a living testimony to others.
Last year in July, my wisdom tooth in the lower left part of my mouth was in pain. The pain became so intense that I could barely even eat. I told my boss, my mother, and my friends that I would have to have a dentist remove my tooth. I went on Youtube to see if there were videos of people having their wisdom teeth removed, and the process it took. One common method involved cutting the gums, drilling holes in the tooth, and taking it out piece by piece. Another common method involved taking a hammer and chisel to the tooth in somewhat of a barbaric manner, and pulling out the pieces. Both methods made me nervous. But the pain was so intense that it would wake me up several times at night. So I went outside one night and asked Yahweh if He could help me. I looked to my God, to see if He would send His messengers to help me. I knew that Yahweh would protect me from harm, but I never knew what He could do with a painful tooth - nor did I ever think about it before that time.
I explained to Yahweh that I did not want to go through the surgery, and that I would wait a little while for Him, because the pain was so unbearable. No messengers flew across the sky to tell me that God would help me. So I just went inside and eventually went to sleep. The next day, or maybe 2 days later, the pain was significantly less, and it didn't hurt bad to eat. This continued for the next 2 or 3 days. After these 2 or 3 days, there was no more pain at all. So I stuck my finger in the back of my mouth to see if it would hurt then; not only did I not feel any pain, but when I rubbed my gums I could feel that my tooth had changed position.
When this happened, I only pondered that God had something to do with it. But as I thought about things over time, I never heard of anyone's wisdom teeth moving in such a way that their pain completely stopped. Even more, if my teeth had moved on their own so quickly, I would have felt the pain even more intensely. So I am convinced that the night after I spoke with Yahweh, or the next night, the messengers who are skilled in human biology, put me in a deep sleep and twisted my tooth to a position where they knew the pain would quickly subside - this being done while they flew high above me. This is one of the reasons why I say Yahweh sends compassion and mercy to follow me. It is one of many reasons why I say I am not Godless, but this world is. I am at comfort to this very day - my distress did not rise up twice to God, because He made a complete end of my trouble.
