Hi Doves,
On 11/4/12 i had a dream.I'll try to keep it simple.
I was on this street.Someone i knew was there too walking her dog.The president (0) was there waking his dog too.
Later i see him at my old house (in Romania) and he tells me that i have to get my things and go because it was time for him to come and fulfill the prophetic roll of antichrist.He knew that i knew who he was, so he wasn't hiding from me.Then i have two relatives next to me and i tell them that we have to go,and it's obvious why.They also knew,it was clear to them. I tell them to go and pack because it's time to go very soon.I knew i had more relatives(never saw them)that were suppose to pack and go as well."0" gave us a couple of hours to pack and said that he will be back later,today.We were suppose to be ready and packed when he was returning.As he was coming we were suppose go.I started packing,i remember being very meticulous /detailed about it.I remember worrying that my relatives might not be in time with their packing and ready to go, something like them being behind with packing.
I open the basement for a friend who was sleaping and living there to be able to come out and be able to go.I put a stool at the opening to keep it open.At some point "0" becomes my grandfather(when i was very young i was teased by some relatives that ne was Nicolae Ceausescu the dictator,because they had the same first name,and i believed them for a long time,i was even scared).Anyway,he tells me that i pack in vain because i will be destroyed anyway.I tell him that it's not true, that i will live and have a transformed body,and that he is the one who will be having that outcome.
It is almost time for him to come now,i was packed.I looked at the clock(old fashion,not digital).It seemed to be 12, but then i look better it was 6?...no...it seemed to be to be 3 pm.Anyway,i tell myself that it 's late it's afternoon and that i did have almost a whole day to pack instead of just a couple of hours(he didn't come at noon as i was let to believe).
It started raining and snowing and getting dark outside.The bad weather was the sign that it was time now,  it was late.
I wake up my father and tell him to get up because it's time to go...he seems to want to go back to sleep because he doesn't fell that good.
(my father died over ten years ago and i've always struggled if he was saved or not,i'll never know till Jesus comes back).
That was it.I woke up afterwards.
Blessings, MARI