Precognition

Growing up in Tampa, I chased and caught every thing that moved. Selling rattle snakes to the ice cream man for two dollars a foot at eight and nine I kept the money. I had many mouths to feed. Unknown to me I heard more than one voice in my head. Whoa unto me if I didn't listen. Latter growing up I kept it secret those childhood shrinks were mercyless. In my forties I participated in a sleep study in Hernando County Florida. Midway through I woke up screaming about tornadoes. The news the next day reported that dozens of people had died the night before, again, I kept quite. Then in December of two thousand and five I drempt that off the coast of Miami a wing had fallen off of a plane. It happened as I had dreamed it, all on board had died. Now even all the medication I used to qwell these dreams, now don't seem to work. People such as this unlike in the bible are not received in their own country in spite of how it's hidden, others here can tell. Despite the screaming. Hear about my nightmares then forget them.