Prophetic Reports 81 - 99

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1998

[Part 1 / 2]

[Dream]

Mary came to pour oil on my head.

To anoint me for a special purpose.

She said if anyone would crown me.

They would not be able to.

And if they should try.

God would burn them.

[Note: Honestly, I had no idea what this meant. But I was pleasantly surprised later on.]

Paris, France 

[ Part 1 / 3]

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Dear [Name Removed].

There are some things I can’t say.

So please don’t make me say it.

Allow me to just write it here.

Things got a little crazy after France.

But I remember going with you to Café du Trocadéro.

God knows I couldn’t pronounce it right.

And after you left for Turkey. 

I kept returning to that little café.

It was my favorite spot to read beside the Eiffel Tower. 

That’s where I read The Little Prince.

P.S. I also once drove to Café du Trocadéro from Luxembourg. Honestly, I just wanted to have some tea. I thought you had returned home by that time. I would have let you know… The French countryside is also really beautiful. Have you ever explored it?

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Some people think my stories are a little mad.

But you remember, right?

We are all just a little bit mad.

Anyways, I didn’t lie about you inspiring me.

I remember how amazed you were by my stories.

And I remember seeing your face light up. 

As we walked through Paris.

Of course, I had already been logging my dreams.

But you really liked hearing them.

I thought maybe other people would like to hear them too?

This is another reason I have started sharing.

Remember the Buddha? 

[Now you are a part of my story.]

????????

[Part 1 / 2]

[The Riddle]

I am not what you thought.

I am not what you said.

I am not who I was.

I am not what I seem.

If I’m not me.

Who am I?

December 2025

[Part 2 / 3]

[See Report 78]

An angel took my hand.

As she led me into the woods.

Then night descended upon us.

And we made a fire.

“It’s time,” she told me.

“To burn your false image.”

Then she removed all her clothes.

And I did the same.

We tossed everything into the fire.

And let it burn.

Now we are only ashes.

The myths you told don’t hold any weight.

Heaven knows it was all filth and lies.

You were caught playing with fire.

Now here comes justice upright.

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God mocked you because you underestimated me.

God brought your life shame because of your lies.

God exposed you because you were falsifying crimes.

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Can you sense the winds have changed?

God has burned you with fire.

Now the angels just want to watch.

2026 Texas

[Part 1 / 2]

Woe to the undefeated lion:

Who underestimates his foe.

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Heaven made him supreme.

The lion reigned with glory.

And all the kingdom bowed.

The undefeated lion was unmatched in strength.

He was cruel and free to do as he wished.

And his law was the law thereafter.

Until one day under the madness.

A little lamb challenged him.

But the lion dismissed him as frail and foolish.

Heaven made him humble.

The lamb dominated with kindness.

And all the kingdom laughed.

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The truth was the lion never had any genuine power.

Strength had simply made him prideful and reckless.

For he had never faced any true challenge.

Woe to the undefeated lion:

Who was born strong and mighty.

The moment the lion was most vulnerable:

Was when he decided the lamb was harmless and innocent. 

2026 Texas

[See Report 86]

[Part 2]

The angels were not born with power and riches.

God tossed them into the furnace. 

There they were burned and tortured.

The door was then shut on them.

In the fire they shall make their name.

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In the same way the lion underestimated the lamb.

You were blindsided by my stories. 

They seem to come out of nowhere.

Sure your mind will try to fill in the missing gaps.

You will list your reasons:

Is it prophecy?

Is it imagination?

Is it someone else?

Is it all just random?

My stories manifest whenever I need them to.

Almost like magic?

No matter what you decide.

You will perpetually miss the point.

There are heavenly forces in this world:

Which even the angels cannot comprehend.

Paris, France

[Part 2 / 3]

[See Report 82]

Here is the dream I told you.

As we walked through Paris.

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We are weary travelers wandering the desert.

The Buddha is our wayshower. 

From day to day, we walk with the Buddha.

But we never get any closer to anywhere.

The scorching terrain is just dry and poor.

And it punishes our body and taxes our spirit.

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Then one day, a thought came to my mind.

“Hey, Buddha.”

“Why is there always suffering in the desert?”

I asked The Buddha but it was fruitless.

For if The Buddha listens:

He does not want to hear me woe.

Then The Buddha just carried on:

And smiled as The Buddha does.

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Along our travels, we came upon poor people.

Their poverty had left them sick.

“Hey, Buddha.”

“Why are there poor people suffering?”

I asked The Buddha but it was useless.

For if The Buddha listens:

He does not want to hear me woe.

Then The Buddha just carried on:

And smiled as The Buddha does.

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Across our journey, we came upon hungry people.

Their hunger had left them empty.

“Hey, Buddha.”

“Why are there hungry people in the world?”

I asked The Buddha but it was pointless.

For if The Buddha listens:

He does not want to hear me woe.

Then The Buddha just carried on:

And smiled as The Buddha does.

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On the way, we came upon thirsty people.

Their thirst had left them wanting.

“Hey, Buddha.”

“Why are there thirsty people in the desert?”

I asked The Buddha but it was meaningless.

For if The Buddha listens:

He does not want to hear me woe.

Then The Buddha just carried on:

And smiled as The Buddha does.

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I became so frustrated with The Buddha.

He’d never listen to anything I had to say.

And so I chopped that Buddha head off.

His head then tumbled over the ground.

And there The Buddha was looking up at me.

Then The Buddha just smiled as The Buddha does.

“Now I hear you,” The Buddha said.

“Speak.”

Rise up Judah.

It’s your time.

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I dreamt of a black man being chased into an alley.

He had been pursued by two corrupt cops.

Until he found himself trapped at a dead end.

I had been watching from the rooftops.

And an angel appeared beside me.

“Keep watching,” she smiled.

The black man kneeled down.

He pleaded, “Please don’t shoot.”

But they shot him anyways.

He grasped his stomach.

Believing he had been wounded.

The cops then poured gasoline over him.

And lit him up.

But the fire did not burn him.

Nor did it burn his clothes.

From the fire, a great voice spoke out.

“Be not afraid.”

And the black man glanced down.

There was a hole in his shirt, but no wound.

The cops became afraid of the Voice of God.

They immediately retreated.

And the angel told me:

“Announce to the world what is coming.”

“When the end comes, there will be miracles.”

I guess some people just don’t burn.

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Miracles will unfold during the end-times.

Not for the reason you might expect.

This not a battle between man versus man.

This is something far more ancient.

The deviation factor is a value between 0 and 1.

The more perfect that a machine becomes. 

The larger the deviation factor.

This is because the closer you get to perfection:

The more that imperfection becomes incomprehensible.

The machine only knows its own machine language.

Everything else is broken down into 1s and 0s.

A third value would result in chaos.

Once you introduce -1.

System Error.

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This is why a little birdie from above:

Recommended that I write in fragments. :)

2025

[Part 3 / 9]

[See Reports 45, 46, 90]

The anomaly is neither One nor Zero.

It is Minus One.

Zeros don’t have the ears to hear.

Ones don’t have eyes to see.

If the mystery is somewhere in-between.

You’ll need both to unravel its secrets.

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Now here comes the heavenly angel:

To calm and tame me.

She comes to take away the thorns.

And to offer me roses.

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One day I woke up and didn’t feel the same.

One day I grew tired of this world.

Nothing could satisfy me.

Then I retreated into my own world.

I realized I already had everything I need.

I am at peace.

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Dear heavenly angel:

You say that I am empty.

Why then do I feel full?

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Here comes the heavenly angel.

To tell me Heaven has not paid me.

I have not been given what is owed.

Now you say that if I do not receive.

We are uneven.

You say if I do not drink of your cup.

I’ll shall be an anomaly.

I tell the heavenly angel no.

For what Heaven has to offer is never enough.

I have refused your cup.

And what is owed has still not been paid.

Now you tell me the heavens are raging.

The system is crashing.

You say if I am not One or Zero:

I must be Minus One.

Dear heavenly angel.

I will not disobey.

But I also cannot follow you.

Now step into the realm of dreams.

I invite you into my darkest dark.

And my brightest bright.

I am an anomaly.

What you had wasn’t enough.

Therefore I have refused your graces.

Did you not dream anything more than this world?

You shall offer me your roses. 

But you’ll only leave me with your thorns.

Are you not too being tested by God?

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Dear heavenly angel.

If I am neither unpaid nor paid.

Then it is as you said to me.

If I am not One or Zero.

I am Minus One.

2024 Spain

[Part 1 / 3 ]

[See Report 3: A Man Must Not Lose His Heart]

The world is a much darker place.

There is a constant battle between good and evil. 

My meeting with Alexandra was fated.

Our paths were tethered together from the start.

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To begin, Alexandra briefly appeared in the backdrops of one of the John Wick movies. Not that it really matters. It might as well have been a century ago. But this would be important later on.

There’s no point of searching for her either. It’s not even her real name. She uses a false alias all the time. Of course, she had not always been this way. Once she was normal.

With that said, if you start unraveling a secret, you will only be involving yourself in a very dark situation. There’s simply some rabbit holes you shouldn’t go down. I don’t recommend it. These people don’t play around. Better to stay out. And if you’re not protected, these people have the power to ruin your life. 

You won’t find these people on television.

You won’t hear their name in the news.

They have no name and no face.

Hard to bring these kind of people to justice.

How do you kill a ghost, right?

This spiritual battle has been going on for a long time.

Best to let God handle this one.

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Together we went to Aire de Barcelona. 

It was her idea to go there.

Because the spa bath was a part of the same chain:

As Aire Ancients Baths in New York City.

Which was used as a filming location for the movie.

However, before we even met. 

I had already been warned about Alexandra.

Was it prophecy?

Was it destiny?

Was it a test?

I guess you could say we were a match made in heaven. 

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Nonetheless Alexandra had been reckless.

She became involved in something dark.

And had now become a conduit.

If you too aren’t careful.

And don't have someone watching out for you.

You too may become someone’s puppet.

They will make you think you are doing something good.

But really you are just the fall guy.

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Before we move forward however.

Let’s rewind to the beginning.

To the year 2012.

Summer 2015, Pisac, Peru

I had completely forgot about this lost story.

Therefore I dedicate this story to you, B.

         - R.

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“All people have their own Great Seed,” affirmed the Drummer of Peru. He had been carefully pouring the sacred remedy into a tiny wooden bowl.

Just like the farmer, the Drummer of Peru had been collecting seeds from around the world. “Seeds represent the hope for tomorrow. Without them, all of life would perish.”

“This is why we must gather seeds.”

The Drummer of Peru held up the sacred remedy. “And then we must plant them. We must pass our life and knowledge to the next.”

“We must have hope that there will be a tomorrow.”

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“Why did God make us?”

“Just like how we plant seeds, God too planted seeds inside all of us.”

“The Great Seed is the source of one’s whole birth, and the source of one’s whole potential. It is the reason one came into the world, and it is what one is destined to become.”

“But only from the branches can the potential from a Great Seed be realized.”

“Only from the branches can you have the entirety of the tree.”

“Only from the tree can you appreciate the beauty that had once been a seed.”

“Branches stem from the choices of our life. They represent moments where we have grown. Each branch stretches out with every idea, deed, and chance we take to realize our destiny. But if we fail to nurture the seed inside us, we fail to bring hope for tomorrow.”

“And with every branch, there are leaves which come and fleet.” 

“Leaves compose of small moments, big moments, people, and occasionally, that special little place.” 

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[Will there be a tomorrow?]

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Avid lover of books.

You say I am your Kahlil Gibran. 

I shared with you my dreams. 

And you taught me the meaning of color.

It had seemed every time we went to that little lake.

You were reading some new book.

Then I asked you, “What do you see in me?”

Beloved curious reader.

You say I am your Kahlil Gibran.

Your messenger from above.

The bringer of dreams.

The Forerunner. 

2017

[Part 1 / 6]

Death comes in seven forms.

There is:

The physical death.

The symbolic death.

The emotional death.

The psychological death.

The spiritual death.

The theatrical death.

The biblical death.

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The physical death is obvious.

It is the inevitable destruction of the body.

Someday you will die. 

When you least expect it.

With it, you’ll leave everything behind.

And everyone you love.

And when you look back over your life.

You will be sad for:

All the things you never got to do.

And all the things you wished you didn’t.

Then you will finally understand.

We only ever had this moment.

So don’t waste it.

1997, Texas

[Part 1 / 2]

[This is a small piece of one of my favorite dreams.]

Back then I had no care in the world.

Everything was simple. 

I never had to think.

I only had to be.

I remember those summers at the lake.

In those days, I would sit under the sun.

Idling in fields of grasses.

Gazing at the clouds.

I was always happy and free.

With no worry for tomorrow.

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Then one day Jesus appeared to me.

He told me the Forever Winter was coming.

The sun would never again shine.

Winter would last forever.

Eventually I would forget that there ever was a sun.

All of my days thereafter would be cold.

Then Jesus departed with a promise.

‘There shall only be sorrow here.’

2025, Oklahoma 

[Part 2]

[See Report 96: The Forever Winter]

Decades had come and gone.

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My enemy whispered my name.

As they prepared for battle.

We have him now.

We know his ways.

They had been accustomed to the cold.

And waged war on familiar terrain.

All the while they laughed and smiled.

For they believed Winter would bring an easy kill.

They donned their armor.

Loaded arms.

One by one they plotted.

Making bets to victory.

They were prepared to end me.

Everything had been going as planned.

They were set to stage a crime.

The next day they would strike.

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Then Spring came. :)

It was a miracle they could not foresee.

Now all their plans were ruined.

For they had only ever prepared for Winter:

And had never before faced any true challenge.

This little light of mine.

I’m gonna let it shine.

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When I was younger.

I had a fascination with old things.

Old things were the footprints of the past.

And my grandparents had a closet full of them.

They had:

Timeless black and white photos.

Vinyls.

Outdated world currency.

Vintage collectables.

Books.

Antique items.

If you follow the footprints.

You will get a peek behind the curtain.

Footprints reveal forgotten memories.

They tell you where a person has been.

What a person has been through.

Where they were going next.

This is why I am fascinated by old things.

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[Old dream]

One day I was up in the clouds.

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I had been daydreaming again.

Of beautiful places and beautiful things.

I had everything I needed.

Just me and my cloud.

Then I remembered the girl who was far away.

From my telescope I peeked down below.

Hoping to catch her with my golden lens.

Where is my dear friend?

Where has she gone?

Out of the blue I suddenly found her.

But she was too busy to notice me waving.

She was sorting through hundreds of books.

Her shelf had been filled with them.

Then I climbed down from my cloud.

The books were all the things she had done.

All the things she wanted to do.

And all the things she was going to accomplish in life.

But there was room for me on her shelf.

While she had been busy sorting.

I made my own little spot.

A book of empty pages. 

Of all the things we were going to do.

If she needed to find me.

She’ll find me on the shelf.

[Keep Reading]

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A Pirate’s Life For Me

I miss your smile. 

I miss hearing you laugh. 

I miss seeing your face.

It sounds strange.

I haven’t before.

But suddenly I do.

I don’t know if it was something you said.

Or something I said.

If something was subtly said but left unspoken.

I can’t tell if I just imagined it.

My heartbeat racing.

This doesn’t have to mean anything.

We can just be normal and cool. 

Thinking back however.

I remember the dinner we had.

I remember the rain dripping through the ceiling.

And I also remember driving home that night.

I drove home and my mind was completely clear.

Then I went to sleep and that was it.

That morning I woke up and had a vivid vision.

I saw your face next to mine.

At the time I remember thinking it was like heaven.

But nothing happened after that.

We just kind of went separate ways.

I mean you were going on your own adventure.

And I knew you weren’t going to take me along.

So I went on my own adventure without you.

And as time passed by.

The vision only seemed even more ridiculous.

Now I don’t know what comes next. 

I feel like I am heading down this path.

The more I keep writing.

The more everything makes sense.

I have no idea if this is good or bad.

But as the puzzle pieces keep coming together.

I just know my life is never going to be the same.

The truth is I’ve always been a pirate. 

I long for the next adventure.

A real fucking adventure.

I am so tired of all the rules.

I am tired of all the boundaries.

I am tired of waiting for a day that may never come.

I am tired of waiting for the perfect time.

And frankly I am tired of the system.

I am tired of it all.

I don’t know what to say.

Perhaps I’ve changed?

I don’t know what happened to that other person.

’Twas I, but tis not I?

Shakespeare. 

This little life I had.

Of going to university.

Of going to work.

It was just a dream.

I thought if I just worked hard enough.

One day it would just be worth it.

But none of it was ever real.

That had always been the real fantasy.

Then I had these life changing experiences. 

Amazing and terrifying experiences.

But honestly even after everything.

I wish I could just go back in time.

And spend some of it with you.

I want to have more memories with you.

I want to kiss you.

I want to have adventures with you.

We have completely different lives.

Yet I’m a pirate.

Always will be.

And I think there’s a little bit of a pirate in you too.

There’s something changing inside me.

I am not the same person.

I want more than just an ordinary love.

More than just an ordinary life.

I just don’t care about all the fucking rules anymore.

Maybe it doesn’t need to make sense.

So if you ever feel that inner calling.

Give me a sign.

Let me know when you’re ready for a new adventure.

But I also cannot just wait around.

I gotta keep moving forward.

You don’t need to worry about me.

It’s a pirate’s life for me.

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