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robed with the  sun, beneath her feet the moon, and on
her  head  a  crown  of twelve stars.  She was pregnant,
and  in  the anguish  of  her labor,  she  cried out to be
delivered.
(Revelations 12:1)

     A  great  mass  of  people  are assembled  in  front of a
school—house.  They  are sitting  on the steps and  on the
projections  from  the  building,  milling  in  the street, and
sitting  on  garages  and  other  buildings  along the street.
They  are awaiting the arrival  of  an important  person by
airplane.  The airport  is across from  the school.  My wife
and  I  are sitting  on  the  steps  of  the  school.  From  my
location  I   can  see   through   the   window   of   a   small
restaurant  situated  in  a corner room  of  the school. Two
men  in  the middle  of this room  are dressed in black and
seem negative to me.  They stand up holding a violin case
and   shake  it.  Then  they  leave.  Two  other  men,   also
dressed  in  black with negative vibrations enter  from the
back door.  They  go to the same table,  take a violin from
the  floor under  the table  and depart.  I  suspect  that the
first two men intend to  sell the empty case to someone so
I  hurry  out  to  warn  whoever  it  may  be.  Up the street
where  the  crowds  had   thinned,  a  woman   is  standing,
dressed in black.  I  believe her to be the buyer.  I  advise
her to look inside  the case  before buying  the violin.  She
becomes very upset that I  know what has transpired. The
four men in black arrive and  I  fear that  they might harm
me.  I  quickly cross  the street  and climb  upon  a garage
belonging  to some friends who are awaiting the arrival of
the important person.  Then  I  return  to where my wife is
waiting on  the school steps.  A  small plane  takes off and
we  assume  that  it  is  to  guide the  awaited  plane  to the
airport.  Then  a  much larger  plane comes  into sight and
lands.  It  has a gondola for a fuselage, with  eight pairs of
seats  that  are  empty except  for  the  man  sitting  in the
front  one who is piloting the plane.  I  mention  to my wife
that  this  man  might  be just  a  messenger  of  the one to
come.
(A.E., Walla Walla, Washington)

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