THE MACHINE

This machine - creature now had the physical capabilities for demolition. I watched as it tore a hole in the roof and entered the dwelling. I knew everyone inside that home would be dead in a matter of moments.

Recently, I had a dream of the creature's invasion. It was short and to the point. God allowed me to see this from a safe vantage point. I was watching from a place where I could see the rooftops of a quiet neighborhood. It could have been in any small town in the US. I didn't recognize it as a specific place. There were a few blocks of homes in my line of sight. It was just before sunset in the evening.

To my right, I heard the low, thundering sound of wings approaching in the distance and turned my head to see what I knew was a dark cloud of innumerable locusts-type creatures descending on the town. I knew they came from the underworld. I watched as this dark cloud covered the city in the distance and approached closer and closer to the neighborhood where I was located.

One by one, I watched the rooftops breached by hoards of these insect-type creatures. As the animals drew closer, the air filled with a demonic buzzing hum enveloped the neighborhood. The sound was unholy ... creepy.

They appeared dark, muted shades of black, green, and gray and were probably about the size of a horse or cow. They were a hybrid ... insect and mammal, I think. They were disgusting in appearance. They were militant in their behavior, as a troop of soldiers descending, determined and relentless.

I watched as these creatures landed in groups (between two and six) on the roofs of the homes before me. My eyes were drawn to one particular rooftop, and God allowed my eyes to zero in on one of these creatures. I watched it morph into an almost robotic-type machine creature of incredible strength. This machine - creature now had the physical capabilities for demolition. I watched as it tore a hole in the roof and entered the dwelling. I knew everyone inside that home would be dead in a matter of moments. That is when I woke up.

Michigan experienced an earthquake last year in May. When it occurred, I heard the earth groan for several seconds before we felt the tremor or listened to the windows rattle. Interestingly, I dreamed of being in an earthquake twice a week preceding the event.

I have been experiencing tremors in the spiritual realm for many weeks. It is always the same ... around 4:00 am, about an hour before my alarm rings. I am always in that half awake - half dream state ... conscious but not entirely.

I sense a series of four or five thuds like a giant footstep and feel the vibration caused by force. I feel the pulse of heavy, big footsteps. I can describe it like this ... if you have a glass of water on a table, stand on it yourself, and then stomp ... the rings of vibration visible in the glass of water is what I feel. Do you remember the scene from the movie Jurassic Park when the T-Rex was approaching the car? There was a glass of water in the cup holder. That is a relatively close image of what I am feeling. I don't hear the stomp audibly ... but I know it is the footstep of something enormous.