At first I heard thunder.
It was like fire falling from the sky and people were screaming.
Wait, it was a little foggy in the dream, but I think they were migrating to one spot.
The screams were kind of silent, but they all looked tired and restless.
From a bird’s eye distance it looked like the land was burning.
In this reckoning, I felt like I personally had been held aside as collateral for what was yet to come.
It was as though something was telling me to watch and take records.
It was justifiable to them that I watch for they saw things through my eyes.
It was as though a force had been unleashed to cleanse souls or the earth.
After the fire stopped falling from the sky it became quiet.
Everyone, for some reason kept coming to my camp for comfort and food.
The last thing I remember from the dream was a line of innocent people that had been spared.
Whatever or whoever was assigned to cleanse the land, the work was done—Finished, they or it showed no mercy.
I then heard the voice say, “The world is better now, smile and be happy.
Keep it clean or we will be back”.
The Cleansing
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