Well its been awhile since I posted a dream. This one is bizarre--but believe a spiritual warfare dream.

In this dream I'm walking in a city and there are crowds of people walking. I see a radio tower light up and a new song from Ozzy Ozbourne is played out loud through the cities and instantly these crowds of people through the world became zombies. I did not want to hear the song at all--but it had no effect over me. I watched as mindless crowds of people filled the streets and followed toward the sound of Ozzy. I tried to find a person that was unaffected by the sound of Ozzy-- but could not find any. The zombified people in the street would try to grab me and one twisted my arm and injured it--- so I cast the demons out of him and he became normal and in his right mind.

I then went to the hospital to have my injured arm fixed but the hosital was rundown and had broken windows covered in blood because Zombies where attacking the windows and some doctors inside where also under the spell of Ozzy's song. A nurse came in to fix my arm. She cut my back and up underneath my arm and said that my tendon was broken. A doctor came in and said soemthing about the mess the nurse made on me. I noticed that she was turned into a zombie duing the operation so I cast the demons out of her. When she returned to normal the doctor took her out of the room and left me bleeding in bandages.


Comments most welcome.

I guess it depends on how much of a dreamer you are. It sounds like pizza and too many horror movies but you don't strike me as the type. With that ruled out i come back to the old Sunday school song that says:

Oh, be careful little ears, what you hear (repeat)
For the Father Up above,
Is looking down in love,
So be careful little ears
what you hear.

Oh, be careful little eyes, what you see, (repeat)
For the Father up above,
is looking down in love,
So be careful little eyes
What you hear.

Oh, be careful little mouth, what you say, (repeat),
For the Father up above,
Is looking down in love,
So be careful little
mouth what you say.

Oh, be careful little hands, what you do (repeat),
For the Father up above,
Is looking down in love,
So be careful little hands
What you do

Oh, be careful little feet where you go (repeat)
For the Father up above,
Is looking down in love,
So be careful little feet,
Where you go.

Oh, be careful little mind what you think (repeat)
For the Father up above,
Is looking down in love,
So be careful little mind,
What you think.

Oh, be careful little heart what you love (repeat)
For the Father up above,
Is looking down in love,
So be careful little heart,
What you love.

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Things have a way of rubbing off on us...
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I'm also reminded of the restraining power of the Holy Spirt being taken out.

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One of the things l've noticed about dreams the Lord gives is that he keeps up with theme in other areas to confirm..He begins to build for continued revelation. If this doesn't happen maybe it was just a bad dream.

I use to have so many l started to repeat before l slept...

Blood of Jesus round my bed...Blood of Jesus anoint my head" It worked.