8-15-25 Nightmare – The World has Ended – Purgatory Begins
I was some place with many people just enjoying life – can’t recall what we were doing. This goes on for a while.
Suddenly the entire sky changes. There are walls of darkish grey as far as the eye can see going upward, a dark wall, then a kind of normal sky but not perfectly normal – halfway, maybe it’s a light gray partition. And we are now surrounded by these dark walls like lets say one is a hundred miles wide & goes up as far as you can see then a light gray one the same size, then another dark one, & we are completely surrounded by this.
We KNOW it is an ACT OF GOD & we are all frightened out of our wits & know this is THE END OF THE WORLD. God has SPOKEN & there is nothing we can do to change it.
Some time goes by, the nightmare ends, & we are once again in pleasant surroundings, talking normally to our friends.
MEANING:
*{Wow. This is a frightening vision of us when we die SUDDENY – life is OVER – & we’re in another dimension – the metaphysical/spiritual one. For two days dreaming of little Rebecca – today & tomorrow. Maybe this is what she experienced, one moment enjoying earthly life, the next, it’s ll over & we are in Eternity.
The WALLS that come up are similar to the BARS that came up over a large group of people I once saw walking on the ‘broad highway to Hell.’ They walked like zombies, suddenly bars came up & surrounded them, & then flames shot up from the earth, they were all screaming but couldn’t get out – Obviously stressful to me to see this.
Of course this is not the same. In Purgatory they are SAVED & enter ‘God’s waiting room.’ They know thy will see God but the great suffering of waiting begins. And they can do nothing about it, life is over it’s out of their hands, the Will of God has acted & they can only wait & hope. Cannot help themselves any more.
The walls represent the Will of God, its finality & the fact that Purgatory is LIMITED – not ike heaven which is Infinity opened up.}* {End}
Another scene:
Was earlier. I see my Mom getting into a vehicle, the car is facing me, I see her get behind the wheel. But the vehicle EXPLODES INSIDE & I fear she has been killed & will be all covered with burns all over her body.
I run to her thinking she’s dead, but she’s alive & no burns. She looks beautiful & young – kind of like a light skinned Hindu – she’s asleep. I grab a soft blanket, put it around her, remove her from the car & carry her away.
MEANING:
*{The NEXT DAY I dream of the scene of a car accident. I know Little Rebecca was young when she died because she showed me in a past dream herself & her college girl friends. So it is more likely she died like this than some kind of physical malady.
The EXPLOSION would be the accident. Why is it my Mom? I am mentally taking her place I guess, seeing what she experienced, as if it was me. Mom would be the SOUL {God Self} living on forever, so she is not dead. But in the flesh that part is ‘asleep.’ It also seems Rebecca was a light skinned Hindu – maybe – or a different nationality than American. And her face is beautiful, so maybe she was.}* {End}
- Girl with Flowers all over her front
This could be important – maybe little Rebecca with a big improvement.
Not sure how it began but I see a girl in front of me who has on a fuzzy top, red with huge black checks on it – which means suffering. But on top she has several bunches of flowers, some like bouquets; one maybe like a corsage. They are all colors. One bunch near her heart looks like Spring flowers, can’t recall exactly what the others were. Yes I think this is little Rebecca improved.
MEANING:
*{What do flowers represent? Love. One gives flowers to show love. She has received Love – the Holy Masses & prayers I’ve been doing.
This tells me she is STILL in Purgatory, but much happier. The RED is BLOOD of present suffering {Purple blood is long lived or long past.} And the BLACK CHECKS are the Cross of Jesus – crucified.}* {End}
Another Dream
I keep going back to a place where there’s been an ACCIDENT. It’s like a restaurant/filling station – perhaps someone was killed. This is maybe the 3rd time I return & I always recognize this is the place because there is a lot of broken glass – the kind that fractures into a guzillion little pieces – the new kind of glass.
This most recent time as I pull in I see the Chef of the restaurant also pulling in, maybe a Hindu, dark wavy hair. We look at each other – a silent hello.
*{Why am I here? Not sure. Possibly a soul in Purgatory I’m attending to died here & he or she wants to return to the scene, through my eyes? Could it be Little Rebecca as I’m attending to her daily?}* {End}
