I had this dream on January 2, 2006, a few days after first meeting God, a few months before the messengers (as I've called them over the years) began flying overhead at night. I'm only posting this because I ran across it in an old email - I don't know what to make of it (if anything).
I was in a car with my mother and my brother riding along a beltway around Washington, DC. I could see the city from the road. While riding in the car, we saw a comet, it was very vivid - as if we were close enough to see that it wasn't perfectly round. From the road we also saw smoke coming up from behind the buildings going high into the air. At first, I thought the smoke came from the chimney's of the buildings themselves as they often do.
We entered DC and met up with a white guy we knew (though I don’t know him in real life). While walking around the city we again noticed the comet, and then a second comet appeared - much smaller than the first. The smoke from behind the buildings got thicker and darker and became more gray. There was a bright flash of light from where the smoke was coming from, then a loud explosion. Dirt flew into the air. People were screaming horribly and loudly from the explosion area. Then there was another explosion, then another, all in a single line about a half mile apart each – so I figured it had something to do with a gas leak underground. But then, the ground began exploding all around irregularly. I thought we were safe until the explosions began to come toward us and around us. We could see the explosions because they came so close; the ground sunk before it blew up – seeing this, I panicked. The ground quickly sunk underneath my mother, but my brother and I were close enough to catch her and pull her back up. The buildings began to disintegrate all around us, and there was no where to run, as the land around us had almost sunk away.
I then immediately had a vision of the land in its the past. The city was once a land with nothing on it but bushes and trees, and it met this same destruction. After some good time, the city was with moderately tall buildings, similar to the ones there now, it met the same destruction. Then there was a city with very tall buildings, but with designs and patterns of lights I had never seen before – it had a very futuristic look, it met the same destruction.
The vision ended and I was scared. I looked into the sky, stretched up my left hand and called out the name of Yahweh and said “please save us, please save us.” Then there was a bright flash of light. My brother, my mother, the white man, and I were suddenly in the middle of the street at an intersection. At first, I didn’t think anyone other than me remembered what had just happened, but I saw that the white man was scared and confused, so I knew that my mother and brother also knew. A cop ran up to the white man and was about to arrest him because someone said he was peeing in the street a few hours earlier, but he explained himself quickly and the cop left him alone. At that point we knew we had returned to the past because the white man had already been through that situation – like dejavu, but we all remembered it. I looked up in the sky and saw the vivid comet, so I knew I had to let the city know what was going to happen. I called 911 and explained the whole situation to the operator as complete as I could, but she didn’t believe me. I told her to look in the sky, the comet was the sign that the city would be destroyed and I asked her if she knew a geologist who could maybe figure out the problem, but she didn’t know of any and wouldn’t help me any further. We then saw the second comet in the sky, so I knew it was time for us to leave. I told everyone to call the families and warn them and that we couldn’t go home for anything. We all hopped on a large black bus that the white man was driving and we pulled off. I saw my car as we began to leave the city, so I told him to stop so I could hop in the car because I figured we could use it. I left my wallet in the car – so that was my true motivation for getting in the car. I pulled up behind the bus, stuck my arm out the window, and waved my hand forward telling them to go. So we all pulled off, and I woke up.
