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The Holy Spirit Is Christ Jesus Alive:

the Holy Spirit camouflaged, in the ceiling. I vaguely saw various shapes
of clusters of clouds. They were light blues and whites in various circular
shapes, colours, and sizes. After I finally saw the Holy Spirit, comforted by
its Presence, I stopped crying. Seeing the Holy Spirit after a long silent

period restored my hope and faith in heaven.

T h e R e v e l a t i o n

The Bible tells us that we do not know what to ask for. I witnessed because
while wandering I could not remember to call upon the Lord. Yet, the
Holy Spirit that dwells inside us watching and witnessing everything,

remembered for me. God was my only way out.
He knew I was lost and wanted out, away from the cold outdoors. Yet, I
could not think of a way out on my own. I desperately wanted deliverance
from addiction.
Ultimately, the Holy Spirit gently led me out of the drug environment.

This dream was an annex of another dream. The Wandering reality dream,
number (47). This hotel was vintage, but not dilapidated, it was the
apartment renovated that I could no longer afford to rent.