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How Blessed are Your Tents O'Jacob

This one is by Gisele.  She was five years old in Jerusalem for the day of the Lord.  Later they had to explain to her what all she saw.  She wrote this as a paper for Highschool.
 
I didn't know what was going on.  My toy bear had been sitting there for a year.  As if the earth quake wasn't enough to wake me up, my bear came alive with no batteries (we had supply problems in with all the armagedon stuff).  It was the magnetism of the arora that was so strong it was a battery for my bear.

Then I looked outside and I thought the moon was bleeding.  Now I know we were bombared by solar wind and flares.  The earth's magnetosperhe was disturbed, shifting North to South.
 
So, as we all know it fulfilled what Balam saw thousands of years ago.  He didn't know what the cosmic huppah was but he saw it.  He didn't know what the aroras were but he saw them and talked about red cedars, the biggest arora when oxygen mixes with solar wind in a quantum leap.  Then green plants, aloes, the second most dominant colars, also from oxygen.  Then the others like blue and a little pink and orange from nitrogen for the gardens.  The expoding superonova above was a garden of color too of course.
 
So the mist shrowd over earth, I saw it come back.  It was liquefied, like brooks just like Balam saw. Fingers of liquefaction, tents stretching out from the horizon toward us.  It was truely psychadelic.  It was like a dream for five year old who didn't know what was going on.
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