I haven’t read much of the Bible. All I know of the end are from what people have told me was in the Bible, and from reading the book of Revelation. First of all, I think my dream was more of a sign rather than a prophecy. It wasn’t anything like the Biblical apocalypse, but what I imagined it to be at the time(before I read Revelation). Anyway, about seven months ago, I had just gotten out of a monstrous lifestyle. I was drinking and smoking pot. I did these activities regularly. However, with the help of friends and my own personal revelations about my lifestyle, I gave up those activities. Keep in mind I still smoked cigars and cigarettes(an anchor to hold me in a state of addiction). Before I go on, I would like to share that in my own experience, you can become addicted to anything. Contrary to popular belief, I was able to become addicted to pot, and accordingly did so. However, I gave it up so that I could be closer to God.
My first dream wasn’t all that vague. I felt better than ever. I was very active in worship and prayer. Friends started coming to me if they were in need of advice – something unheard of prior to my “detox”. I read my Bible regularly, in attempt to learn more about God and His plan(at this point I don’t believe I’d read Revelation yet. Keep in mind, I still smoked cigarettes, believing them to be harmless(soul-wise). One night, around the time I started feeling very close to God, I had a dream:
(In my dreams, I sometimes don’t have my own real-life opinions or beliefs, sometimes they’re assumed or made-up, beyond my control) Everything was a shade of red. I guess you could say everything seemed to be in a redish-sepia tone video. Everyone was walking around during the day. The sky was red and cloudy…kind of like being on mars(I guess?). Strangely, everyone seemed to know that the end was coming. N body was working, it seemed like everybody crowded together in groups, waiting for the end. Believers knew it to be the Biblical end, but many just thought it was the end of Earth, no strings attached, not planned, natures own doing. I was scared. Not because I hadn’t confessed my sins, and asked forsalvation, but because I was scared of the pain I would feel. I thought that the world would explode or something. I thought I would have an agonizing death before rising to enter Heaven. On the other hand, I was fully confident that I was going to Heaven. I had no doubt in my mind that I was sin-free. All of a sudden, I was in another scene. I had skipped all that had taken place. I was simply in a dark land. It seemed I was in a line, facing the fence of a haunted house. The fence was black, the trees were dead and black, the sky above me and the ground beneath me were all in shades of black and gray. It was scary. I heard evil laughing and screaming of people. Soon I neared the gate. One person was left ahead of me. They entered the building(which was more of a small open-roofed stadium). I could see the man. There was a thing in the middle. It seemed to take a wicked shape to depict the soul of the man before it. This man’s soul was very wicked, and so the object roared and opened up a hole beneath the man, allowing him to fall in an abyss. I thought it to be the hole to hell. I stepped up for my judgement. I was slightly scared now…wondering if I had truly been sorry for ALL of my sins. The object turned into a king-looking figure. (during this dream I remember thinking this object was God, making his judgement by manifesting our sins into a vision that appeared before me) The King commended me for my piousness. However, just as I thought I was ready to enter Heaven, the king asked me if i had been smoking cigarettes. I thought about lying, but decided if I were to be cast into hell, I should go telling the truth. So I did. I told him I had smoked, and that I was sorry. The king commended me for telling the truth, and let me pass through into heaven. After that I remember walking into a city seeing some of my friends and family. After that, I don’t remember anything.
Long story short, I kept smoking, and that led me back to drinking, and that led me back to pot, and that led me to stop going to church out of guilt. That led me to stop praying and reading about God, and pretty soon He wasn’t even really in my thoughts anymore. Soon I had another dream of the end.
This dream was much like the last environment-wise. I was on a long stretch of road surrounded by marsh in a small, childhood community I lived in. I the sky was clear and then it turned red, I could see fire and lava shoot into the air from a distance….maybe thousands of miles away, but high enough to block my veiw of the sun. The sky turned red and cloudy. The lava and fire was getting closer, much like a giant tsunami coming in slowly but surely. I was scared. I got on my knees to pray as I felt the air getting hotter and hotter. All I could say is “Jesus save me” over and over. Short pathetic prayers because I knew I was about to die. All that time I was living in sin and now that the end was coming, I was scared of what was in store. All of a sudden I was ingulfed in the curtain of pure heat and flame. I remember melting into it, and then I woke up.
These were my dreams. Like I said, I see them as signs now. I may not be sure of how the end will come, but I do know that when it comes, I’d like to be ready. I’m not sure whether smoking a cigarette is sinful. I feel like having any addiction is detrimental, if not sinful. And I learned through experience that if you hold on to one addiction, everything else will come right back. I think the first dream was a warning of that. Had I quit everything, I wouldn’t have been drawn back to my other addictions. And had the second dream actually ocurred, I feel like I would have been prepared for it better if I had’ve headed my first dream’s advice(not to smoke).
Soooo those were my apocalyptic dreams. Both might possibly have been from God. If either of them were…hey, maybe that’s how it’ll happen(maybe just certain pieces). Maybe they were just signs, manifested in my own idea of how it’ll all go down. Who knows? Anyway…just thought I’d share. I’ve found this site very informational and entertaining. No matter what truth or possibility any story has, I find each one appealing, as I find great mystery surrounding the end of the world. As I said, all I know is what people have told me.
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