I fell asleep one night, couldn't remember what day it was. I feel into a deep sleep, and all of a sudden I saw my whole family, my whole neighborhood.
My dream passes and I'm going through the streets of Stockton like a race car. I see every part of the town, North, South, East, West, the projects and the rich homes. All of a sudden it comes to a stop.
I see my little family members playing in the streets. All of a sudden I see a dragon in the Sky, people marvel at the Dragon, and adore him, but I despised the dragon. It seemed as though a few weeks, months, and years go by quickly in my dream, and this dragon has influenced the world. I stand alone against him, while the whole world seems to welcome his ideas of peace. One day all hell breaks loose, and the dragons attacks the people in my town, or my dream world. I have nothing to defend me but my faith In Jesus.
So I see the city in ruins and consumed in fire, and here I come face to face with this Dragon. I have no weapons, just my faith in God, and my bare hands. Right before the Dragon consumes me, I see this sword being held with a hand from the Clouds, it Stabs kills the Dragon along with me. Next thing I know, I'm floating in the air as if I'm outside of my body, but I'm floating as both Body and Spirit.
Down below me I could see the people crying out loud cursing God, and all of a sudden Purple and Red fire come down from Heaven, and this world/town in my dream is consumed in fire and destroyed.
Good Night
