I will confess that I’ve had visions since I was 5 years old that lasted until college about San Diego being a target for a nuclear terrorist attack. In my final dream/vision back in 1992 I learned the attack would happen around 6:04 am and was facilitated by a South American heroin drug-lord for someone that looked like Sadaam but was not him. I’ve told no one but I did sent a letter to the government once telling them about my dream, they probably thought I was crazy. I sometimes hear other people’s thoughts which freaks them out if I accidently say something. If that happens I just laugh about it and say it was just a coincidence. These “abilities” are from my maternal side but present themselves in different ways, for example my mother can see the shadow of death and other dark spirits. I only talk to my mother about some of these things because other people would think that I’m either making things up or crazy. I really do hope and pray that the vision never comes true.