this morning i had two dreams.

the first one involved me at some very large hotel.  inside of the hotel were a bunch of middle eastern people.  they looked like muslims...maybe indian people.  some had on turbans......most of them were men....

one of them was my friend and his name was tariq.....he was muslim...wore the garb....i was trying to convince him to become Christian....he said eventually he would...we were checking out of the hotel.  the lady at the front desk also happened to be the teacher next door to me, nicole, who is jewish.  he grabbed a purple rose from the decorations outside and said he would like to give on to her....then jokingly said something about after they fell in love, he would make her convert to Christianity.  we were standing in the front desk line again, when i noticed a stir among some people.  he didn't notice it, but as i began to look around, there were quick movements of men.  something was happening, but not everyone was supposed to know.

i grabbed tariq and told him to come on...we had to leave the hotel.  as we ran down the stairs to the door, we heard a major explosion and water just came out of nowhere.  i thought the  building would be decimated but it was water....the water rushed through the hotel doors and swept tariq away.  standing right next to me.  it's almost as if it was sent to wipe certain people out.  one second he was standing next to me and the next second, the water swept him up into the air and killed him.

the water kept coming and wiping out groups of people.  the entire time though, even when it seemed like the water was close, i did not die.

i found a side closet door in the hotel, and hid in there.  with me were two gentlemen who had on the garb.  they looked indian this time. we hid in there safely.

then my alarm rang for 4:30.  i reset it for 5.

in those 30 minutes, i had another dream about a bomb.  it started off with me in some sort of bunker, feeding children (i suppose students) food.  i would cut up the food into pieces and feed it to them.  it was dark in there but somehow we were hiding.

then the dream transitioned to me being in the middle of the ocean, looking at a large floating house on a vast expanse of water.  there were people on it....they looked southeast asian...maybe filipino or something...dark skinned but asian......grilling, laughing, cooking out.....

then boom!  their ship exploded as well, and they began swimming towards another ship.  some were dead in the water, while some, along with myself, swam over to to another ship.  on it was a guy who looked as if he was the same race as the guys on the other ship.  however, he was formally dressed in some sort of formal military attire.....he had four stars on the shoulder of his jacket and on his lapel had his initials...

M.A.N.

i asked him what that meant....

and then i woke up.

God told me to write it down.