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Prophecies are told in dreams. The Spirit communicates to the mind in a state of semi-consciousness.
An old friend was in haste with people he didn't know, fulfilling a mission, a destination. They were of different races, with smile in their faces, and contentment, with no glimpse of bad feelings and remorse in their appearances.
The run went on, a marathon. Something was pulling them to that point. They were walking on soft soil; their feet were naked. The point beyond was very bright, there was a glaring light of different colors, but the white light was prevalent. Speed increased, a force was pulling them toward it.
Finally, they all reached their destination. There were white, black, Asians, Americans, Europeans, people of all races. The atmosphere was not like the end-of-the-world scenario or judgment day; it was not. It was a spiritual phenomenon.
The force was physical, it was visible. It had the color blue, and it was beautiful. It's a baby, a human being, smiling, laughing and talking to each and everyone of them.
Oh, my God, why am I still alive? Could I be dead?
Immediately, questions were answered at an instance. A personal conversation was being initiated by the "Baby" to each and everyone of them.
"You are not dead,�? the Voice said. “This is no judgment day. You will be here for as long as you like. Experience the here and now and all of your negative feelings will be gone. You have a mission, each has a mission. Clear your minds, clean your hearts."
The mellow voice soothed to their ears, penetrating their beings. Everyone thanked the Voice, endless thanks to God for this spiritual experience.

"You're asking why the baby? Is this not the appearance of purity, innocence and beauty? And the light? The light of different colors, the light of the world, a light to shine your heart. This experience will be experienced by all the peoples of the world, so that judgment will not be very harsh and difficult. Everybody will have the chance to be saved. This is God's triumph over evil."
Then everybody saw the clouds. The "baby" was so big. He was enormous, like embracing the world. He was smiling, a smile that was everlasting, a babe's smile and giggle that was so understandable, but cannot be fully described. It was a dream, yes, it was a dream, but so very real. God's triumph over evil. It will happen. It is written.

He woke up in his sleep, from a deep slumber. The world was still there, unchanged. Conflicts, wars, sickness, sex, ill feelings, a violent world, a world to be erased.
“We need this innocence,�? he told himself. The world is full of knowledge – knowledge that is evil, that our mental faculties have to be erased, recycled and be transformed again like that of a baby or a child, in order to be saved.
He stood, came out naked and faced the world. There in the open field, he saw the magnanimous beauty of nature and the universe, and man’s destructive knowledge: computers and inventions, things looking powerful, invented through hundreds of years. Did God ever think that man could do or make all of these, only to destroy His creation and purpose?
We don't belong to God. We are of this world.