I have not hidden the fact I have had many visions which have come true, though admittedly it has been frightening to me in various times. The first vision I had was a nightmare as a child to me as I was in either first, second, or third grade. In my nightmare or vision as it was far from a dream despite being asleep, I smelled fertilizer which I knew the scent because of gardening in the yard of the house I grew up in as a child in #NewJersey. There was an explosion in the bottom of the building as I saw a white unmarked van cargo style with highly tinted windows and one of the windows was white whereas the other window was able to be seen, next to a wall and a square shaped pole just before the explosion. In that same nightmare I saw ... at the bottom of what I was seeing before I saw multiple airplanes flying into that building and other buildings, which I dealt with what I dealt with at those times as a child. I knew from what I was feeling during those visions I needed to figure out what to do since no one was listening to me, or believing me at the time. I usually was told I was just being a child, or it was my imagination, or something along those lines before being shoed off to go and leave everyone else alone to ironically be alone myself or go outside and spend time with my dog a half #Collie and half #Husky named A.
A was short for the term AWOL to the #UnitedStatesofAmerica's #ArmedForces though in specific the #Navy branch, as A would inevitably escape from Mrs. Hardwick's backyard. No one could figure out how he escaped though he went to go play in the training swamp area for the #CoastGuard, #MarineCorps, and Navy area for whatever was going on at the particular location. He would swim around and when the group of trainees for the day would arrive, sometimes he would simply run out to go play as he was a friendly dog; though covered in swampy material with the thick Collie and Husky fur mix, probably scared a few of the trainees as they ran away scared. Later once the trainers figured out he was a dog, they cleaned him up to find his collar and contacted Mrs. Hardwick to tell her he had gone AWOL. That means absent without leave, for those who do not know the military lingo.
When I was around 2 years old my biological parents were speaking with #MrsHardwick about thinking about putting A down because of how many times he escaped to the base, and she was tired of chasing after him to pick him up and not knowing how he got out to begin with. She made me a doll I actually liked I named #Pepper, which she crocheted for me. We were eating #pizza and since I was done with my pizza and did not want the crust, I gave A who I called #Anubis the crust. However as toddlers do, I decided I wanted the crust back. I opened A's mouth, pulled the pizza crust out before anyone else was able to stop me, and A sat there looking up at me without growling or barking. That went on back and forth until my biological parents decided to take A, and he became my dog; though I wondered who had been taking care of him, when the military caught him.
When I would spend time with A in the backyard of the house I grew up in New Jersey along the #lilac bushes across from the #dogwood trees, I would read to him while leaning against him. I do recall one time laughing with him about the swamp situation while speaking with a spirit of someone named #Nikola which apparently looks similar to pictures I have seen of #Telsa, though another time in regards of some spirit name #Edgar as well as one name #Albert; though I have seen and spoken with multiple spirits over the years, and decades. I thought it would be funny if there was a show made about him running around covered in the swamp material, though A simply kept panting while I talked with him.
I admit for awhile I thought it was ironic of the name of #Nikon for cameras, thinking that had something to do with one of the spirits I had spoken with. However that is a whole other ball of wax, proverbially I suppose. Nonetheless in reference to the aspects of that nightmare, I started working on ways I could think of to try to fix and repair the situation to prevent it from occurring. I remember telling my babysitter and my babysitter's husband about the nightmare, which both of them had moved to the area from the #DominicanRepublic. Joe or Jose Castro had worked in the top 70-something-eth floor in one of the #WorldTradeCenter buildings and wanted to know more about what I was seeing, and to describe the buildings I saw. #Sony or Sonja Castro had done a few rituals in the garage waving large leaves while incense burned with candles around singing "#Triumphio", though I cannot remember all of the words. I had remembered various buildings of different types and sizes, some with architecture I have not seen before.
There was gold inlays in one building that was extremely tall nearby the World Trade Center, which the golden inlays were throughout the ceilings as well as the banisters in some area with marble flooring and green colored stone columns. There were many different chandeliers throughout that building on several floors, and some of the columns had scrolling at the top and the bottom of the columns. Another area had black and white marble or stone type of square shaped tiles with many fancy looking chairs, with velvet type of material for the seats and backs in specific colors for specific areas of one of the rooms. There was a different building which had a large fountain in the center of the room which looked similar to an entrance though I had not ever seen a place so elaborate previously, and the floor had smaller diamond shaped red center pieces among the diamond patterned floor of stone. I had seen another location which had paintings on the ceilings with golden inlays and many statues throughout the building, which the floor looked similar to a mosaic outside of the building. There was a building with many hallways with an equivalent sized basement with multiple floors, all which had little black boxes and a light in the corner to open any of the doors. That particular building seemed extremely uniform throughout the areas I had seen and in my nightmare, there were several planes which went into that building. That was when I would wake up crying in my bed, get yelled at by my biological sister, and would get in trouble with my biological parents for waking up. After awhile all that was able to be thought, was to keep quiet and to myself.
After the ... portion is when all of those buildings had airplanes fly into them, among so many more. Once I realized I was alone in the process of figuring out what needed to be done which was shortly before I was sick with #Mono, #EpsteinBar, #Bronchitis, #LymesDisease, and the #Flu all at the same time; I had a lot of time to think, read, and plan what needed to be done for what I could do to help. Just after the 1993 attack on the World Trade Center which freaked me out, I knew I had to be in the military to combat the situations I saw because I had not seen the ... . I could not see any other way to assist, and my furthered studies began outside of the college textbooks and #Bible I had been reading while at home during the time. Needless to say or write, I had been out of school when I was sick with all of those illnesses as my biological parents did not take me to a hospital and thought it would be better if at the time to recover at the house instead. My biological mother worked for #Prudential at the time doing IT, which at this point it would not surprise me if she had gotten life insurance on me at the time of refusing to take me to a hospital as the doctor had recommended. She convinced my biological father to go to college to be an #RN as to have a cheaper way to take care of the health aspects, though had not considered it took a few years to earn the degree. However the ability to practice giving medication as well as a IV was what she saw was possible to quicken the training at the time, as the nurse would only come by the house two or three times a week. I survived that and returned to school for the end of the year in 5th grade, though many had moved onward in different ways. I was homeschooled at the time by my teacher #MrsLaPiana from years prior, which prevented me from falling behind in my schoolwork.
Nothing was the same for me, after that. I knew I had to work harder and faster, just as I knew I had to study more information to get ahead to be able to do whatever I needed to do to stop the nightmare from being as horrific as it was. I was able to try to get into #MarineandScienceTechnology School which had a Navy attachment to the school, though I did not make it all the way in because of my answer to one of the last questions during the interview. Whereas my biological mother was glad I had not gotten in because she kept thinking my need to join the military was just a phase, I was nothing more than a failure to my biological father because of not getting accepted into the school because of one question. Though the same year just before applying to #MAST, the contest I applied for and had earned the acceptance for had been to make a poster about cleaning up the ocean and I met #Governor #ChristineToddWhitman in #Trenton New Jersey at the capital building. That same year is when I had been a part of a #TaeKwando competition which I earned 2nd and 3rd place as a green belt, for sparring and form technique against brown belts with black stripes and above.
Ironically during the summer, there was a situation which I was not prepared for. My dog A had passed when that occurred, as I was told after being picked up from camp. Ironically, on my birthday. I hoped every birthday thereafter would be better than that year, which since then it has been an up and down sort of situation. Fast forwarding to the past several years, that has been fairly similar in reference to the ups and downs for the day of my birth. That was, what it was.
The way I had arranged my classes in high school initially was to graduate a full year early before transferring to the parochial high school, which I was able to do the same even with the religious class mandate while being in track and field as well as going through #Confirmation Class at #OldTennentPresbyterianChurch. I had a high speed approach as to what I knew needed to be done for me to accomplish what was needed, for the best possible outcome. Though such may come across as grandiose, it was simply what felt pertinent; however then, I had to recalibrate the situation because of being moved from New Jersey to #Illinois.
Not #Chicago where I could quickly assimilate to fairly easily especially in regards of having gone to the 5 boroughs of #NewYorkCity as well as other areas of #NewYorkState in conjunction with #Pittsburg and #Philadelphia among around #Pennsylvania, while growing up; instead to a small town around 3 hours outside of Chicago, called #CrystalLake. I fit in with who I fit in with and enjoyed what I could for the time I was there, though I had to go through summer school just to make up classes which my 2.5 years of #Latin and #Religious classes was considered not acceptable for public school. Additionally I had to deal with being a #cheerleader because of what the demands were of me in reference to supposed to fit in with females instead of males, however those who know sports; most know the male football players spend time, with the female cheerleaders. The groups of people I was able to get along with in the high school, know how I was in comparison to the stereotype of cheerleaders of that particular situation. I do not know if it is a usual aspect overall as I had gotten along with some cheerleaders in New Jersey, though it was extremely different in a multitude of ways.
As a side note in regards of #cheerleading, ironically I had gone to a football game where one of my friends was cheering and I heard while watching them complete a cheer. I got a kick out of the words because of these three albino #crocodiles I was able to see at the #WashingtonDC area aquarium named Getcha, Gotcha, and Good. They were such adorable little baby albino crocodiles, with the cutest little faces and tails. The pattern of their skin was amazing to look at the way the ridges lit up in the aquarium lights, with the way the tiny bumps and grooves were. Their smile made me giggle as a child, and that cheer had specific wording which sounded like saying their names quickly repeatedly. Ironically of a bunch of things, I can actually remember the cheer with the hand movements.
Gotta get get, gotta get get to it!
Lancers, just do it!
When I had to try out a little over a year after learning the cheer which had been when I had found out my biological mother, biological father, biological sister, and I were moving. Then is also the time when learning, of having to be on the cheerleading squad when in the new in high school. Oddly, I was put on the #Varsity squad and when thinking about how the cheerleaders were in the schools I went to, I did not think I could make the #JV squad because of the requirements. In both high schools you needed to be able to complete a back handspring to get onto the JV squad from a round off, which I could not do. Though the females on the JV squad at the new high school could do back hand springs, and some could do flips. It seemed backwards, though it was what it was. I was told I could not do any of the cheers that were being used for the competition, which were the only cheers I was taught except one. The one I had learned over a year before, which I knew where I was going to place as well as where the team was going to place for the first competition and they type of cheer.
I did ask if they thought it would be better to go see a cheerleader competition before entering one, though I was considered lesser than. I was on the team and afterwards, they wanted to go to the first competition they could get to. I had been voluntold I was going to be in the solo competition, which was only a few weeks from being on the team. I felt bad having to use the cheer from the one who taught me, though it was better than nothing. One of the females on the squad who could do back handsprings was able to earn a trophy for the work she did, and I knew I was not going to place. At the end the JV squad placed in a couple of spots, for the competition. The Varsity squad the school went against earned a higher score at around 7.8-8.4 points in my opinion though were given a 6.9, whereas #CrystalLakeSouth was able to get 2nd place with a score of 3.2 points which I thought was extremely generous at the time. On the bus I was told I was overreacting and being mean about the comments I made, and then there was the following Monday. I will leave that, at that. I believe the numbers literally and figuratively speak for themselves, and if you know my saying now it pretty much literally and figuratively speaks for itself. Then was also when I was put into the #MissCrystalLake #BeautyPageant, knowing I once again would not place. Though ironically later #POTUS45 who I had unknowingly initially campaigned for in 2015 and 2016 #DonaldJTrump, apparently had a beauty pageant I learned much later around that time. What a coinky dink, right?
Nonetheless when that was completed as well as while going on, I did what I could to prepare myself to go into the military as the visions were getting stronger. I was able to graduate half a semester early from high school and though at 17 years old instead of 16 years old as I had planned for when I was in New Jersey for myself, it worked out since at 17 years old the requirement for me to join was to get my biological parents' signature on the emancipation paperwork to go in. At that point my Zero Week and Basic Training went as it did at #FortSill #Oklahoma, I had my head injury on #Psalm Sunday, and I woke up from my coma in #FortSamHouston of #JBSA in #SanAntonio #Texas. When in #MedicalHoldUnit now #WarriorTransitionUnit the nightmare was not nearly as brutal and much had changed as from the point of the portion of the ... to only a few airplanes, though in the time of those visions I would wake up from a sleep in a waking dream sort of way seeing myself racing through driving a manual transmission vehicle. It was a light blue-ish gray color car with a leather interior, and I needed to get the speed up while moving as fast as the car would go to. I knew I was asleep doing so, though I saw everything I was racing to to move things around for the best outcome possible. In that time I no longer saw all of the buildings I saw previously being struck as there were hundreds, and instead at the point of the ... there were only a smaller number of airplanes. There was another set of ... when I saw the ocean and the construction to complete multiple portions as I saw others looking along with me as we went along, in a vehicle which looked clear throughout to see the oceanic waters everywhere and the marine life swimming by. I saw the what I learned the term is SCUBA Divers maintaining certain areas, and these amazingly gorgeous lights flowing throughout glimmering. My eyes had seen such beautiful sights watching the glaciers while passing the area, as the lights shimmered among the waters.
There is no doubt the space area in the galaxy is quite lovely and interesting, though the oceanic portions seen were breathtaking; ironically as SCUBA Divers know, you do not hold your breath when SCUBA Diving. The irony in regards of my #Vandenberg SCUBA Dive, in conjunction with my certifications.
Since then I have had dreams or visions or whatever words are preferred I suppose, which have been able to predict in some ways various aspects. I have also seen where items I have purchased aligned in odd ways here and there, in conjunction with the weirdness of the tattoos I have which in multiple ways align to various military patches for various sectors of the Armed Forces for the United States of America among a few other portions which align in different ways. I have re-read the Bible and other religious works in various books, and the oddities of some of my tattoo images have additional queries such as the flowers in my hand and the writings in regards of the older version of the Bible in the Book of Revelations as well as some descriptions such as the sounds on the water when in a field and my Medal of Honor Art Project along with the #10plagues signs of God's or Goddess' warning.
Adding to such the amount of pictures I have taken as well as pictures taken of me, are a bit vast and across the spectrum. Thus, it is a bit to process. However, I am here.
Below are videos from my *(OFFICIAL)* #YouTube channel #TheOrneryPSA #ReverendMeeLing which discusses only certain points I wrote about above, recorded recently this past week of 7 February 2021.