This morning I dreamed a dream. In the dream, I was weak in the spirit and tired of my job. I was on the verge of quitting. Eventually, I snapped and did so.
Around the same time a group of me and my friends were playing some type of game of football/dodgeball and I didn't exactly know how to throw the football properly. They began teaching me in detail about how to throw it.
"You are throwing it with all your power, but you need to focus on throwing it with precision. Power is good, but if you can't control where you are throwing the ball you aren't going to throw it that far."
At some point one of these friends sat down and seemed to start some kind of religious movement where he led astray a whole bunch of girls and a few guys.
The dream then shifted me to the heavens while the Most High spoke to my Spirit.
Locusts descended from over the sea and consumed all the remaining goods of the American people. I perceived that the main focus of this tribulation took place in New York or Washington D.C. The locust descended in swarms and ate all the grass, they harmed the trees and their leaves, they came and attacked the people, they ate the food on people's plates. If the people were eating, the locusts would steal the food from the people's mouths and caused a great gagging.
In this process, the Most High spoke to me in thought. Our Earthly Mother, who is Wisdom set a precept in my mind that I had been moved to pray for so long. This precept talks about the ten plagues of the last days.
This is the precept:
Apocalypse of Abraham 30:6
The fourth: famine of the world, of their generation.
In prayer, the Spirit set it on my tongue to ask for a famine amongst the generation of Mahan. Elder Ahyal emphasized that we are children of the light, and as such we are supposed to shine so our fellow siblings may see it and be joined unto us.
I don't pray not for a famine of food, or for a famine of the word. Those things are already in effect as we speak. I prayed for a famine of priests and prophets. The Earthly Mother spoke through my mouth and asked that this generation would be sanctified to the Most High, and that priests would be taken back from Mahan and given to Mechilzedek. That the children would obey the Most High. I want this generation to be like how it was in egypt(I will expound on this in another post if the Most High permits). I want them to be like the firstborn of the Egyptians, who were more righteous than you were told.
The vision continued with me living in an apartment during the famine. People were beginning to destroy eachother for the want of food. I was fine in my apartment, but so was another person. This other person was my friend from earlier. Across the street, he stood preaching in peace, while his followers were in discord and pain. I found myself exceedingly angry, and grabbed what seemed ti be the leg of a chair. I went to where he stood and stabbed him three times in the throat. At first he was fine, but his neck was pierced. He tried to play it off, and tried to make peace with me. As my friend I offered him peace, and he walked away. The Holy Spirit showed me that he walked to the bottom of a stairwell in daylight. He walked to a place where many people would pass by, but not see him and he died.