The black horse
On August 16, 2025, three days after I published "Prelude to the black horse", I had another dream, which I believe is related to the previous one. It was a small portion of a sequence of dreams I had that night. I was surprised to see the same subject resurface. Though I had them with a gap of over three years between them, they fit well together. It is such perfect timing.
Prelude to the black horse
On June 4, 2022, I had a strange yet brief dream. I found myself inside a large indoor shopping mall. I don’t know how I got in because it was closed and not accessible to the public. All the merchants, whether large anchor stores or small boutiques, kiosks, restaurants, etc., were empty.
Florida broken-off
Four years ago, on January 22nd, 2021, I had one of the most vivid and frightening dreams. It left me sorrowful and pensive all day. In the dream, I saw myself standing knee-high in the ocean, and many bodies were floating alongside a large piece of white burlap next to me.
Gone with the “Wings”
It was Sunday afternoon, July 21st, 2024. I was taking a nap on a couch when I had the following dream: I saw myself standing in a large room that looked like the lobby of a building. In the back, there was something that initially had the appearance of a big cabinet but was actually a pantry. It had a door divided in the middle into two equal parts, one on top and the other at the bottom.
Judgment against St Pete, Florida
It is over a year since I received a message concerning St Pete in Florida. In this dream, I found myself in an open space as if I were dropped there. I was barefoot and I could feel the damp sand under my toes. I quickly scanned the place without moving. There was nothing or anyone in sight, just the white sand all over the ground. I couldn’t see the ocean, but I knew it must not be far from my location. While standing there, I heard a man's voice behind me, though I was alone. He only said: “That WAS St Pete”. Then I woke up.
