It appears there will be two Atlantic tsunamis, one caused by a ‘space rock’ and the other caused by a mountain in the Canary Islands sliding into the ocean as Bill Larkin was shown in a detailed vision. Bill was shown inundation and destruction on the West Coast and in the Gulf Region. He saw the fires from the Gulf methane disaster that you will hear the woman in the second video speak about. Several have seen the New Madrid set off by a huge explosion in the Gulf. The area being near the BP deep well that breached the enormous deposit of methane hydrate that is now melting and migrating throughout the Gulf States causing mysterious booms and quakes in the region.
The woman in this next video is shown destruction and inundation in Southern California, then Northern California, then fires along the Gulf Coast before two large explosions in the Gulf that set off the New Madrid.
The woman in the next video sees an explosion in the Gulf set off the New Madrid Fault.
The following was posted on the web on Dec 12, 2012
My name is Mari. I wanted to share with you a dream I had last night. I dreamt there was what I thought was a ghost in my house, I was battling with it (I was afraid) trying hard to cast it out in Jesus name, it wouldn’t go at some point I stopped struggling with him long enough for him to ask me “Why do you cast me out in the name of whom I come?” It was not a ghost, but an angel.
All I could do was listen and a peace filled me and he said “I bring for you a message.” And he pulled out a scroll. As he unrolled it I saw a picture of a horse. The horse was in a running stance, determined. (The white horse in Rev. I believe) under his picture was words written in Hebrew I could not read.
He unrolled the scroll further and there was the first trumpet and under it words written in Hebrew. Again he unrolled the scroll further and I saw a second horse. It was angry, reared up on his hind leg punch the air with his front hooves (the second seal, the second horse, the fiery red one) and under him were words written in Hebrew.
One more time he unrolled the scroll and I saw a picture of a second trumpet and under it words written in Hebrew. I looked up I could not speak but the question in me asked what is this and the answer came to my heart in unspoken words “It is where we are at; it is NOW!” when I awoke The Lord lead me to Rev chapter 5 and I read from there through the trumpets and understood what I had dreamt. M.
(The person who received the following is unknown)
In my dream I heard someone yell, “Gabriel is blowing the trumpet!” and then after this, I saw a huge meteor or asteroid (not sure what the difference is between meteor and asteroid) coming down to an ocean (it was flying from the right side)…it looks like the Atlantic ocean with tall buildings and skyscrapers…it looks like it could be New York (but that’s just my opinion). I saw the deep impact of the meteor hitting the ocean. Then there was a great earthquake and then I saw graves/coffins popping up everywhere. I ask the people around me, “Is this the rapture?” and I woke up.
Pastor Augusto Perez had an open vision in January 2012, where he knew he was in the Virginia Maryland area. Augusto saw that the people become aware of something happening out to sea, he looked out and saw something strange taking place in the water and was then suddenly taken up and out over the ocean where he saw a very large and a very deep hole in the sea. Augusto was able to see down to the sand of the sea bottom and he saw that the water was churning ferociously and he knew it was very ominous. He was then taken back to the shore and placed back on the ground where he began to feel the fear welling up within the people as they became terrified and started running all over the place. He was then taken to a higher location where He was able to observe the water come over the land causing great devastation.
Fall of 2005 (John Johnson, United States Prophecy)
I went into a deep sleep and had a dream I was on the boardwalk in Virginia Beach. It was night time and I think it was about 2:00 am. I put my foot up on the railing and was looking out over the ocean. There was what looked like a full moon on the horizon. I noticed just underneath the moon was a giant black wall on the horizon. The moon was reflecting white caps off the wall. As I stood there looking out into the Atlantic Ocean I realized that the white caps are from a massive tidal wave heading to shore. It was about 300 foot high. I felt the realization that it was too late to warn the people and the dream ended.
In the fall of the following year, 2006 I had the same dream again. In January 2008, I had the same dream except this time I started running to peoples houses to wake them up and warn them, but it was too late.
Wormwood visions received by Kato Mivule June 27, 2005
As I was seeking the Lord through prayer and fasting through this past May 2005, The Lord showed me a powerful vision. I was taken to the heavens above the earth and I could see the earth in a distance not so far but clearly. Suddenly I heard a very loud sound and vibration with a very heavy zoom sound coming my way, hundred times louder than that of a Boeing 747 Jet.
I then saw a very huge rock almost the size of the moon zooming past me at a very high speed with a large tail of fire besides and behind it. In The vision I was made to feel the waves of vibrations and the heat it generated that hit me but I was protected. It was like someone was holding me by my collar and snatched me out of its way to a safe distance. I then could see other splintering rocks falling of this huge burning object and catching fire themselves.
I looked where it was headed, I knew it was headed for planet earth and thought well, I hope it lands in the ocean, not many people will die. However, it seemed targeted to the ocean and the United States. I was like, no Lord no! However, it kept it’s course targeting the ocean and the United States, it seemed as though someone was controlling it’s path unhindered and sure to hit its target. The vision ended. I shared the vision with a Prayer Warrior Sister who then told me I had a vision of Rev 8:10-11.
Angels High Tech Room… (Kato)
I was then taken to a room where I saw men around some very high tech gadgets with screens that looked more like flat screen computer panels…but this was very high tech, technology I have never seen before…I knew the men were angels, they were all dressed in white robes and they turned on one flat screen panel and showed me the trajectory of the Wormwood star, then I was shocked to look and behind Wormwood was another star following the same trajectory, just few distance behind Worm Wood and again headed for the Ocean and the United States…they all seemed to have the United States in their path…
(MB Kato seems to be describing two different events, which one is Wormwood?)
At Chiefs Football Stadium…(Kato)
I was taken to the Chiefs Football Arrowhead Stadium, here in Kansas City. I knew it was fall and the beginning of the Football Season. In the Vision it looked like evening and the stadium was parked to capacity with everyone putting on their red Chiefs outfits, the stadium was all red as it is normally here with Chiefs games in Kansas City.
The game was going on as usual and suddenly there was a very huge loud bang in the sky…and then a huge object I had seen previously in my May vision lit the sky with red fire and zoomed passed across the sky…with very power vibrations that threw everyone off their seats and shook the stadium…
Everyone in the stadium begun to scream and go hysterical, and run too and fro but could not leave the stadium. The huge ball of fire flew from the east across to the west. I knew it was Wormwood. The Stadium officials seemed to have had a clue about the coming disaster but did not warn anyone and also they locked the stadium doors and no one could go out.
I then saw something amazing, people begun to fall on their knees and pray to God, they knew they were going to die anytime soon. I even saw young toddlers who had come to the game with their parents praying too.
I was then taken back to the blockbuster place and people saw the object and heard the band and vibrations but seemed not to care about it, some said, “ I will die watching a movie”
Debris more destructive than 2004 Dec Tsunami… (Kato)
After this, I was shown the debris and damage floating all the way on the Atlantic ocean like the force of the moving star caused the debris of destroyed buildings to float all the way from Europe and dumped it at the east coast of America with more excessive damage…I remembered the Tsunami, it looked like very small compared to the Wormwood damage…
Linda Newkirk’s Flaming Rock vision…
I heard a very loud noise in the spirit realm and when I looked I saw a very dark wall. This wall was so close that I could almost touch it if I reached out to do so. When I asked our Saviour what I was seeing, He told me that this great collision is the collision of great darkness, which is upon the whole world. I asked Him what He meant by this and He told me great wars, spread of terrible diseases, famines, great upheavals in the Earth and great loss of life will come out of this great collision of darkness!
The Flaming Rock
I looked out in space and I saw a very large rock, which is now headed toward the Earth. It is a monster! Then, I looked in the Spirit and saw this great flaming rock again and it was soaring through the atmosphere! It fell in the Atlantic Ocean and appeared to fall just south, to southeast of Bermuda. At that moment, I knew that when this great rock falls, it will cause tidal waves, which will inundate Florida and may very well cause the great flooding, which I have seen in Arkansas.
(MB) Linda informs me that when she had this vision she was aware that there were others with her, above the earth, at that time. (Wise Virgins and or Wedding guests?)
(MB) I ran into a YouTube video describing a prophetic dream about a Tsunami inundating Florida. The woman saw in the dream that it seemed to be Christmas time as people were receiving gifts. She saw some checks with different amounts on them and some of the checks that she saw were blank.
(I read the dream off to Linda Newkirk and she ‘got it’ quite quickly. The woman saw it was Christmas time as the Lord is birthing His Holy Manchild back to His throne, so it is quite like the birth of our Saviour, hence Christmas time. The checks that she saw are spiritual gifts that are coming to the Lord’s faithful, some are going to receive more than others, and some are not going to get anything at all.
Joe Brandts California Earthquake Vision
This account of a series of dreams (visions) was written by Joe Brandt, age 17, while recovering from a brain concussion in a Fresno, California hospital in 1937. It was previously published in “California Superquake 1975-1977?” written by Paul James. Keep in mind this was written in 1937…not recently. Look at when he saw the vision unfold (early spring), how the boys and girls were dressed, the sound the quake made as it pushed through the city streets and more.
The man who wrote this was a personal friend of the publisher at the time. The article is given as he wrote it in 1937, in boyish handwriting. He had fallen from a horse at age 17 and for days he had a concussion. During this period of time a continuing dream came night after night. It was as though he were viewing a tremendous earthquake and inundation in California and other parts of the world. Joe Brandt had also written in a drowsy state through his days while recuperating in the hospital about positions of various faults, strata of rock, earth movements,-so much material that a geologist of many years would scarcely attempt such a work. The boy knew nothing of geology or the possibility of a coming earthquake. There are five-points to note which lift this dream/vision out of the realm of ordinary night-time dreaming, and the huge sheaf of geology data out of ordinary day-time writings, as follows:
1. The dream/vision took place in perfect continuity, night after night, for many nights, always picking up exactly where it left off. This is super-normal.
2. The viewer was projected at least 30 years ahead in time, seeing modes of dress for youth not faintly imagined in 1937 by anyone. This is super- normal.
3. Half-sized cars were seen-many of them, and in 1937 such cars were not familiar to the United States. He remarked about the odd shape, which could have been the Volkswagen, now so common in the United States. There are about three times as many VW’s in California as elsewhere in our country.
4. Super-highways are noted, which he had not seen in his trips to Los Angeles from his home in Fresno, California. (By the way, he saw Fresno wiped out in the catastrophe.) This is super-normal knowledge.
5. He wrote about geology he had never learned, nor at 17 had there been time to learn that much. He was given a vast knowledge of “faults” of which he was totally unaware. This is super-normal knowledge. When checked later with a graduate geologist, it was found to be factual. Note: absence of birds. Birds and animals flee an area just before earthquakes.
1937 – VISION OF THE COMING EARTHQUAKE by Joe Brandt
The Day Of The Earthquake
I woke up in the hospital room with a terrific headache- as if the whole world was revolving inside my brain. I remember, vaguely, the fall from my horse-Blackie. As I lay there, pictures began to form in my mind-pictures that moved with the speed of lightning-pictures that revolved-pictures that stood still. I seemed to be in another world. Whether it was the future, or whether it was some ancient land, I could not say.
Then slowly, like the silver screen of the “talkies”, but with colour and smell and sound, I seemed to find myself in Los Angeles. It was Los Angeles-it was bigger, much bigger, and busses and odd shaped cars crowded the city streets. I thought about Hollywood Blvd., and I found myself, there, on Hollywood Blvd. Whether this is true, I don’t know, but there were a lot of guys about my age with beards and wearing, some of them, earrings. All the girls wore real short skirts… and they slouched along, moving like a dance. I wondered if I could talk to them, and I said “hello”, but they didn’t hear or see me. I decided that I would look as funny to them as they looked to me. I tried, for awhile, that crazy kind of walk. I guess it is something you have to learn. I couldn’t to it. I noticed there was a quietness about the air, a kind of stillness. Something else was missing, something that should be there.
At first, I couldn’t figure it out, I didn’t know what it was-then I did. THERE WERE NO BIRDS. I listened. I walked two blocks north or the Blvd…All houses…no birds. I wondered what had happened to them. Had they gone away? Where? Again, I could hear the stillness. I had never experienced anything like it. I listened…just the stillness.
Then, I knew something was going to happen. I wondered what year it was. It certainly was not 1937. I saw a newspaper on the corner with a picture of the president. It surely wasn’t Mr. Roosevelt. He was bigger, heavier, big ears. If it wasn’t 1937, I wondered what year it was. It looked like 1969…but I wasn’t sure. My eyes weren’t working just right..
Someone was coming…someone in 1937… it was that fat nurse ready to take my temperature. I woke up. Crazy dream (There are pages here about a similar dream occurring-finding himself in Los Angeles-although it was the next day (in 1937) it was the same day in Los Angeles, and the dream would continue where the last dream left off.) My headache is worse. It is a wonder I didn’t get killed on that horse. I’ve had another crazy dream, back in Hollywood. Those people. Why do they dress like that I wonder? I found myself back on the Blvd. I was waiting for something to happen. Something BIG was going to happen and I was going to be there. I looked up at the clock down by that big theatre. It was 10 minutes to 4. Something BIG was going to happen. I walked down the street. In the concrete in front of a theatre they had names of stars. I recognized a few of them. The other names I had never heard. I was getting bored. I wanted to get back to the hospital in Fresno, and I wanted to stay there on the blvd., even if nobody could see me. Those crazy kids. Why are they dressed like that? Maybe it is some big Halloween doings, but it don’t seem like Halloween. More like early spring.
There was that sound again. that LACK OF SOUND. STILLNESS, STILLNESS, STILLNESS. Don’t these people KNOW that the birds have gone somewhere? The QUITE IS GETTING BIGGER AND BIGGER. I KNOW IT IS GOING TO HAPPEN. SOMETHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN. Something is happening now!
It sure did. She woke me up, grinning and smiling, that fat nurse again. “It’s time for your milk, kiddo,” she says. Gosh, old woman of 30 acting like the cat’s pyjamas. Next time maybe she’ll bring hot chocolate.
THE MOMENT OF THE HAPPENING
Where have I been. Where haven’t I been! I’ve been to the ends of the earth and back. I’ve been to the end of the world. There isn’t anything left. Not even Fresno, even though I’m lying here right this minute. If only my eyes would get a little clearer so I can write all this down. Nobody will believe me, anyway.
I’m going back to that last moment on the Blvd. Some sweet kid went past, dragging a little boy (twins, I guess) by each hand. Her skirt was up–well, pretty high–and she had a tired look. I thought for a minute I could ask her about the birds, what had happened to them, and then, I remembered she didn’t see me. Her hair was all frowzy, way out all over her head. A lot of them looked like that, but she looked so tired and like she was sorry about something. I guess she was sorry BEFORE it happened, because it surely did happen.
There was a funny smell. I don’t like it. A smell like sulphur, sulphuric acid, a smell like death. For a minute, I thought I was back in chem. (chemistry). When I looked around for the girl, she was gone. I wanted to find her for some reason. It was if I knew something was going to happen and I could stay with her, help her. She was gone, and I walked half a block, then saw the clock again. My eyes seemed glued on that clock. I couldn’t move. I just waited. It was FIVE MINUTES TO FOUR O’CLOCK ON A SUNNY AFTERNOON. I thought I would stand there looking at that clock forever waiting for the something to come.
Then, when it came, it was nothing. It was just nothing. It wasn’t nearly as hard as the earthquake we had two years ago. The ground shook, just an instant. People looked at each other, surprised. Then they laughed, I laughed too. So this was what I had been waiting for. This funny little shake. It meant nothing. I was relieved and I was disappointed. What had I been waiting for? I started back up the Blvd., moving my legs like those kids. How do they do it?
I never found out. I felt as if the ground wasn’t solid under me. I knew I was dreaming and yet I wasn’t dreaming. There was that smell again–coming like from the ocean. I was getting to the 5 and 10 (Newberry’s?) and I saw the look on the kids’ faces. Two of them were right in front of me, coming my way. Both with beards. One with earrings. One said: “let’s get out of this place. Let’s go back East.” He seemed scared. It was as if the sidewalks were trembling – but you couldn’t seem to see them. Not with your eyes you couldn’t. An old lady had a dog, a little white dog, and she stopped and looked scared, and grabbed him in her arms and said,” Let’s go home, Frou, Frou. Mamma is going to take you home.” That poor old lady, hanging on to her dog. I got scared. Real scared.
I remembered the girl. She was way down the block, probably. I started to run. I ran and ran, and the ground kept trembling. But I couldn’t see it. I couldn’t feel it. But I knew it was trembling. Everybody looked scared. They looked terrible. One young lady just sit down on the sidewalk all doubled up. She kept saying “earthquake, it’s THE earthquake.” over and over. But I COULDN”T SEE THAT ANYTHING WAS DIFFERENT.
Then, when it came. How it came. Like nothing in God’s world. Like nothing. It was the scream of a siren, long and low, or the scream of a woman I heard having a baby when I was a kid. It was awful. It was as if something- some monster- was PUSHING UP THE SIDEWALKS. You felt it long before you saw it, as if the sidewalks wouldn’t hold anymore. I looked out at the cars. They were honking but not scared. They just kept moving. They didn’t seem to know yet that anything was happening. Then, that white car, that baby half-sized one, came sprawling from the inside lane right against the curb. The girl who was driving just sat there. She sat there with her eyes staring, as if she couldn’t move, but I could hear her. She whimpered. Like a little girl. She made funny noises. I watched her, thinking of the other girl.
I said that it was a dream and I would wake up.. But I didn’t wake up. But I didn’t wake up. The shaking had started again, but this time different. It was a nice shaking, like a cradle being rocked for a minute, and then I saw the middle of the Blvd. seemed to be breaking in two. The concrete looked as if it were being pushed straight up by some giant shovel. it. It was breaking in two. That is why the girl’s car went out of control.. AND THEN A LOUD SOUND AGAIN, LIKE I’VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE…THEN HUNDREDS OF SOUNDS…ALL KINDS OF SOUNDS… children, and women and those crazy guys with earrings. They were all moving, it seemed, some of them above the sidewalk. I can’t describe it. They were LIFTED UP. and the waters kept oozing…oozing. The cries. It was awful. I woke up. I never want to have that dream again.
It came again. Like the first time which was a preview and all I could remember was that it was the end of the world. I was right back there–all that crying. Right in the middle of it. My eardrums felt as if they were going to burst. Noise everywhere. People falling down, some of them bad hurt. Pieces of buildings, chips, flying in the air. One hit me hard on the side of the face, but I didn’t seem to feel it.
I wanted only to wake up, to get away from this place. It had been fun in the beginning, the first dream, when I kind of knew I was going to dream the end of the world or something. This was terrible. There were older people in the cars. Most of the kids were in the street. But those old guys were yelling bloody murder, as if anybody could help them.. Nobody could help them. Nobody could help them.
It was then that I felt myself lifted up. Maybe I had died. I don’t know. But I was over the city. It was tilting toward the ocean-like tilting a picnic table. The buildings were holding, better than you could believe. They were holding. They were holding. The people saw they were holding and they tried to cling to them or get inside. It was fantastic. Like a building had a will of its own. Everything else breaking around them, and they were holding, holding. I was up over them-looking down. I started to root for them. Hold that line, I said. Hold that line. Hold that line. I wanted to cheer, to shout, to scream. If the buildings held, those buildings on the Blvd., maybe the girl-the girl with the two kids-maybe she could get inside.
It looked that way for a long time, maybe three minutes, and three minutes was like forever. Everybody was trying to get inside. They were going to hold. You knew they were going to hold, even if the waters kept coming up. Only they didn’t. I’ve never imagined what it would be like for a building to die. A building dies just like a person. It gives way, some of the bigger ones did just that. They began to crumble, like an old man with palsy, who couldn’t take it anymore. They crumble right down to nothing. And the little ones screamed like mad-over and above the roar of the people. They were mad about dying. But buildings die. I couldn’t look anymore at the people. I kept wanting to get higher. I kept willing myself to go higher.
Then I seemed to be out of it all, but I could see. I seemed to be up on Big Bear near San Bernardino, but the funny thing is that I could see everywhere. I knew what was happening. The earth seemed to start to tremble again. I could feel it even though I was up high. This time it lasted maybe twelve seconds, and it was gentle. You couldn’t believe anything so gentle could cause so much damage. But then I saw the streets of Los Angeles-and everything between the San Bernardino mountains and L.A. It was all tilting toward the ocean, houses everything that was left. I could see the big lanes-dozens of big lanes still loaded with cars-five lanes in one place, and all the cars sliding the same way.
Now the ocean was coming in, moving like a huge snake across the land. I wondered how long it was, and I could see the clock, even though I wasn’t there on the Blvd.. It was 4:29. It had been half an hour. I was glad I couldn’t hear the crying any more. But I could see everything. I could see everything.
THE OTHER CITIES
Then, like looking at a huge map of the world, I could see what was happening on the land and with people. San Francisco was feeling it, but she was not in any way like Hollywood or Los Angeles. I seemed to see it was the GARLOCK FAULT, not just the SAN ANDREAS that was rocking San Francisco. It was moving just like that earthquake movie with Jeanette McDonald and Gable. I could see all those mountains coming together-the Sierra Nevada, and the San Andreas and Garlock.
I knew what was going to happen to San Francisco-it was going to turn over, because of Garlock. It would turn upside down. It went quickly, because of the twisting, I guess. It seemed much faster than Hollywood, but then I wasn’t exactly there. I was a long, long way off.
I shut my eyes for a long time-I guess ten minutes-and when I opened them I saw Grand Canyon, that great big gap was closing in, and Boulder Dam was being pushed from underneath. And then, Nevada, and on up to Reno. Way down south, way down Baja, California, Mexico too. It looked like some volcano down there was erupting, along with everything else.
I saw the map of South America, especially Colombia. Another volcano-eruption-shaking violently. Venezuela seemed to be having some king of volcanic activity. Away off in the distance, I could see Japan, on a Fault, too. It was so far off-not easy to see, because I was still on Big Bear Mountain, but Japan started to go into the sea. I couldn’t tell time, then, and the people looked like dolls, far away. I couldn’t hear the screaming, but I could see the surprised look on their faces. They looked so surprised.. They were all like dolls. It was so far away I could hardly see it. In a minute or two it seemed over. Everybody was gone. There was nobody left.
I didn’t know time now. I couldn’t see a clock. I tried to see the island of Hawaii. I could just see huge tidal waves…beating against it. The people on the streets were getting wet, and they were scared. But I didn’t see anybody going into the sea. I seemed way around the globe. More flooding. Is the world going to be drenched? Constantinople. Black Sea rising. Suez Canal, for some reason seemed to be drying up. SICILY.. she doesn’t hold. I could see map. Mt Etna is shacking. A lot of this area seemed to go, but it seemed to be earlier or later.
I wasn’t sure of time, now. ENGLAND…..huge floods-but no tidal waves. Water, water everywhere, but no one going into the sea. People were frightened and crying. Some places they fell in the streets on their knees and started to pray for the world. I didn’t know the English were emotional. Ireland, Scotland-all kinds of churches were crowded-it seemed night and day. People were carrying candles and everybody was crying for California, Nevada, parts of Colorado- maybe all of it, even Utah.
Everybody was crying-most of them didn’t even know anybody in California, Nevada, Utah, but they were crying as if they were blood kin. Like one family. Like it happened to them. NEW YORK was coming into view-she was still there, nothing had happened, yet water level was way up. Here, things were different. People were running in the streets yelling-”end of world”. Kids ran into restaurants and ate everything in sight. I saw a shoe store with all the shoes gone in about five minutes. Fifth Avenue- everybody running. Some radio blasting from a loud speaker that in a few minutes, power might be shut off. They must control themselves. Five girls were running like mad toward the Y.W.C.A., that place on Lexington or somewhere. They ran like they were scared to death. BUT NOTHING WAS HAPPENING IN NEW YORK. I saw an old lady with garbage cans, filling them with water. Everybody seemed scared to death. Some people looked dazed. The streets seemed filled with loud speakers. It wasn’t daylight. It was night. I saw, like the next day, and everything was topsy turvy. Loud speakers again about fuel tanks broken in areas-shortage of oil. People seemed to be looting markets.
Oregon, Washington, The Dakotas, Missouri, Minnesota, Canada
I saw a lot of places that seemed safe, and people were not scared. Especially the rural areas. Here everything was almost as if nothing had happened. People seemed headed to these places some on foot, some in cars (that still had fuel). I heard-or somehow I knew- that somewhere in the Atlantic land had come up. A lot of land. I was getting awful tired. I wanted to wake up I wanted to go back to the girl-to know where she was-she and those two kids. I found myself back in Hollywood-and it was still 4:29. I wasn’t up on Big Bear then- I was perched over Hollywood. I was just there. It seemed perfectly natural in my dream.
T.V., Radio, Ham Operators
I could hear now. I could hear, someplace, a radio station blasting out-telling people not to panic. They were dying in the streets. There were picture stations with movies-some right in Hollywood-these were carrying on, with all the shaking. One fellow ( in the picture (TV) station) was a little short guy who should have been scared to death. But he wasn’t. He kept shouting and reading instructions. Something about helicopters or planes would go over-some kind of planes-but I knew they couldn’t.
Things were happening in the atmosphere. The waves were rushing up now. Waves. Such waves. Nightmare waves. Then, I saw again, Boulder Dam, going down…pushing together, pushing together breaking apart-No, Grand Canyon was pushing together, and Boulder Dam was breaking apart. It was still daylight. All these radio stations went off at the same time-Boulder Dam had broken. I wondered how everybody would know about it-people back East. That was when I saw the “ham radio operators”. I saw them in the oddest places, as if I were right there with them. Like the little guy with glasses. They kept sounding the alarm. One kept saying: “This is California. We are going into the sea. This is California. We are going into the sea.. Get to the high places. Get to the mountains. All states west-this is California. We are going to the – We are going to the” – I thought he was going to say” sea”. But I could see him. He was inland, but the waters had come in. His hand was still clinging to the table, he was trying to get up, so that once again he could say: “This is California we are going into the sea. This is California we are going into the sea.” I seemed to hear this, over and over, for what seemed hours-just those words.
They kept it up until the last minute-all of them-calling out “Get to the Mountains-This is California.-We are going into the sea.” I woke up. It didn’t seem as if I had been dreaming. I have never been so tired. For a minute or two, I thought it had happened. I wondered about two things. I hadn’t seen all what happened to Fresno (his home) and I hadn’t found out what happened to that girl. I’ve been thinking about it all morning. I’m going home tomorrow. It was just a dream. It was nothing more.
Nobody in the future on Hollywood Blvd. is going to be wearing earrings-and those beards. Nothing like that is ever going to happen. That girl was so real to me-that girl with those two kids. It won’t ever happen-but if it did, how could I tell her (maybe she isn’t even born yet) to move away from California when she has her twins-and she can’t be on the Blvd. that day. She was so real!
The other thing-those ham operators-hanging on like that-over and over-saying the same thing: ” This is California. We are going into the sea. This is California. We are going into the sea. Get to the mountains. Get to the hilltops. California, Nevada Colorado, Arizona, Utah. This is California. We are going into the sea.” I guess I’ll hear that for days.