Well, I saw red bricks raining down...
Submitted by KPK on November 29 1999 at 19:26:37
In reply to nuclear tango toe to toe with the russkies Submitted by F.O.D. on November 29 1999 at 03:47:30
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FOD I think I was maybe 24 when I saw this: The great old town as I know it when I attended a community college there in 1989. I never forgot beautiful Victorian tall old brick buildings with facades, from maybe 1860-1900. I lived in one of them, and used to have pot and booze party on eighth floors on rooftop at nights or whatsoever. But that same scene had emerged into my strange dream. Suddenly I was standing on a tall old glass window still on one of those tall old brick buildings and there was a old man standing on another one across the (gas lamps lit) street, and we must be like maybe... 4 or 7 floors up high. He hollared to me "Heheheheh! Don't you think it's now a end of time?" and I hollared back to him "What in hell are you talking about?" The tall old buildings was trembling so greatly and I saw the cloudy sky turned into fiery red fire storm. The red bricks was really raining down like hell. I saw a corner up high on one of those old buildings shattered apart and there was a image of Virgin Mary statue in shadow of fiery red stormy clouds. Then suddenly, it blew apart into pieces and so are all of red bricks old buildings and tall old glass windows blown apart falling down to the ground. I saw flaming inferno rubbles and piles of skulls and bones with war machine rolling over and crushing them. Yes, it is nuclear WW III with Magog (Russia) and West Coastland (USA) in the Books of Daniel and Ezekiel. Of that future time. Read it. That's no tango dance and it's not a joke. Both will lose most horribly on both side with Europe rising out as a sole superpower in that time with this man by name of 666 who will force this world to worship him as a god of this world. I don't even need to tell you the time I lived in Washington, D.C. what I saw there and imaged to be alike. It's not going to be there soon by that time. What a waste of a such fine century-plus old craftmanship of the Captiol, for tomorrow, it shall be gone. KPK |