I dreamt about my uncle who I'd never dreamt about my whole life! He looked pale and sick in my dream. Daddy called him, he is alright.
I dreamt that I fought with some evil spirits and it was in a really old house. I can't recall whether did I defeated them or I died.
I dreamt that my fighting fish died on a trip to Australia. It turned pale too. But I checked this morning, Jr. is still blue.
Today I feel sick.
Posts
There was one time, I dreamt that I was trying to stop an extremely heavy downpour in Jesus Name while staying with Orang Asli villagers in a deep jungle. It felt so real. I was shouting and shouting for the rain to stop in Jesus name. Weird.... and yeah... the rain finally stopped. Amen!
Back to reality, I have to pray for REAL rain to rain in Australia at the right spots... Australia have the worst drought here. Your fighting fish will have to wait to come.