The Number 8 dream

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Below is an audio recording of my recent dream, The Number 8 Dream; and the text version of that same dream. After you listen or read the dream, the interpretation of the dream is also provided below. 

my number 8 dream

Since relocating in the region, we have been called to operate, I have been having a lot more dreams than usual. One distinct difference in my recent dreams from the dreams I previously had is that they seemed very vivid, extremely real, life-like.
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At any rate, last night, I had one vision and two dreams. I shared my vision and dreams with our ministry’s prophet, and she received a very powerful interpretation of my last dream, which I feel I should share. So, below is a text and audio version of my last dream and its interpretation by audio recording. (Keep in mind, below is only a description of the last part of my second dream).

In the last part of my second dream, this is what I saw.

I was the guard over this very large community. I sat on this real high place and from there I was watching over the going-on in the community. And whenever I spotted a problem, I came down from my high place to bring about a solution to whatever the problem was. I was repetitively running back and forth from this high place, down into the valley part of the community, resolving different things involving all the different people in the community.

But it is what happened at the end of my dream that I could not let go of.

I had just finished resolving one problem when I ran into a crowd of people, resulting in me falling to the ground. When I looked up, a dark-skinned man was standing in front of me. He yelled out really loud as he extended both of his arms like an eagle and poked out his chest. When he did this, there was like a mild explosion surrounding him and when everything returned to normal, the clothes he had on were gone and he had on a different set of clothing with the #8 written largely on the front of his shirt. He looked at me and then took off running into the crowd.

Shortly after he took off, a police officer stumbled into my path as I was getting up. He looked like he was slightly injured and frustrated. I asked him what was wrong? He told me they were chasing a guy but they lost him. He described the guy’s clothes, which matched the clothes of the dark-skinned man that just ran into the crowd. I yelled he just left but he had on different clothes. I described his clothes to the officer and pointed in the direction he ran.

I then returned into my high place to watch the officer chase this man. But suddenly they lost him again and ran in the opposite direction of the man. So, I leap down from my high place to go after the man. When I finally caught up with him. We ran into a large crowd outside of the community. At some point, I could not see him and I thought he had turned off to the right. So, I turned to the right to only stumble down a steep hill. When I finally reached the bottom of the hill, I lost my bearings and wasn’t sure where I was exactly. Then I saw men. Dark men of all shapes and sizes coming out of the wooded area I had fallen into. Some men were carrying large branches, while others were carrying large rocks.

I immediately stood up and then looked to my left toward the highway that led outside of the city. And there were hundreds of men who looked like the men who were coming out of the woods. And they too had large branches and rocks. Then I realized two things. They were heading towards the city and they were going there to commit genocide.

I knew immediately I needed to get back to the city to warn everyone. But I had to figure out how to get back without being seen by these men. Then I woke up. 

interpretation of my dream

Below is a partial interpretation of my dream.