7 April, 2 Maj 2008: Chaos will strike

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Nine fiddlers will strike the Earth

I dream of the chaos that will break out on Earth after the nine fiddlers strike.  I meet a woman who knows the title of the book I am thinking of publishing. I meet someone in the woods, probably the creator himself.

   
 

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I was standing outside a simple house with a lovely garden. In the shrubbery I saw blue plums growing. I knew I could pick them so I took two, one large and one smaller. I tasted the smaller one, it was not quite ripe.  A man came out of the house and said: “They are probably not ready to eat yet, be patient a little longer.

 

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I certified a document. I signed it with my signature then under that I drew a stylized figure of eight on its side.

 

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I was in a room. On the floor was a machine, with hoses connected to it. I knew if I turned on this machine, everything would be destroyed. All that people had built up would be destroyed, and with it all other living things on our planet. I went out of the room and looked farther away to see a gigantic explosion with huge black cloud rising into the sky.

I know exactly what to do.

 

 

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2 May, 2008

There was chaos on Earth. Everyone was seeking shelter from the terrible things that had happened. But nothing helped, there was misery everywhere.

It was probably so that the nine fiddlers had struck.

 

 

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I spoke with a man and an older woman. The woman said the name of the book that might come to be written. I was very surprised that she knew the planned title.

 

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A football match. So far, it was a draw. The decision as to which team would win belonged to a higher power.

I was staying in a house with several adults and children. I liked one of the children. A man with a delivery for us phoned. He left his number, but I didnít catch it. Anyway, he turned up in a huge truck. He had trouble reversing it to the house.

The house I was staying in was divided into two apartments. There was no outer door to one of them, you had to enter it via the other apartment.

The delivery consisted of lots of long pipes and cables which had to do with worlds that were destroyed long ago, millions and billions of eons of time ago. I have been trying to make contact with these souls for quite a while now. It seems like it might produce results, who knows.

 

 

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I was standing outside a cabin in the woods; I was prepared to help out by doing a bit of everything. I was by the side of the nearby lake. A large motorboat came rushing at breakneck speed across the lake. It drove up onto land, leaving a long furrow in the ground after it.

An elderly man came over to me, he was wearing a robe. He was absolutely quiet. I myself had a spoon in my hand, which I filled with nectar. I went to him and gave him the nectar directly into his mouth. I had a spoon of it myself.

A strong dream. The man radiated tremendous energy. It felt like he was the creator himself.

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“All that people had built up would be destroyed, and with it all other living things on our planet.”  

 

 

 

 

“There was chaos on Earth. Everyone was seeking shelter from the terrible things that had happened.”  

 

 

 

 

 

“The woman said the name of the book that might come to be written. I was very surprised that she knew the planned title.”  

 

 

 

 

“The delivery consisted of lots of long pipes and cables which had to do with worlds that were destroyed long ago, millions and billions of eons of time ago.”

 

 

 

 

 “The man radiated tremendous energy. It felt like he was the creator himself.”