Future Things To Come and Email

It’s hard to continue to write about my dreams. I see now how many people are starting to read this blog and I see what a dangerous double-edged sword it can be. Since most, or almost all, of my dreams are violent or destructive in nature, it might serve to frighten some – something that is not my intention. This was all started to give a very few people insight into my dreams. It was originally for those that would find it by accident.

Another factor that weighs heavy on my mind is that I don’t want anyone to begin following me or considering me as anything extraordinary or as some kind of special person – a prophet. I’ve held this secret for over 25 years for a good reason. The main one being that I enjoy my privacy and because I know how easily some are convinced that because a person can see future events, they must be sent or endorsed by god. Again, I will never claim that this is the case with me. The source of my dreams is, well, a thing that can hardly be put into common words or broken down into a simple explanation. It’s a great mystery of sorts even to me.

Another reason is that I am torn when it comes to this ability. On one hand, I want to ignore it and let others who have it put these messages out there instead of me. On the other hand, it is almost impossible for me to ignore it and writing it like this helps to maintain my sanity. I recall the times before I told a soul about my dreams. I thought I was going crazy. Dreaming of something then seeing it on the news was not normal and I felt overwhelmed. It wasn’t until I told someone and then when the event happened later that I finally had proof and I knew I was not insane.

Of course, and I’ve mentioned this before, I don’t want to become a freak. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being sought out for my dreams or predictions. I am nothing like Nostradamus, who clearly enjoyed the accolades that came with it. It’s just not anything that attracts me or has ever in the past. That is one reason that I don’t allow people to post anything on here because I really am selfish in that respect. I don’t want others to begin to ask things from me or of me. I am a busy person as it is and I really barely have time for this. Also, I don’t want to create a forum for negativity or for people who are critics. There are plenty of other places to do that sort of thing on the net, and I won’t allow it to happen on my blog. I really don’t want to hear from the skeptics, those whose mind is so little and egotistical that they cannot believe someone has an ability that they do not possess. I would never sit and explain my ability or how it works to a dog on the street so why would I try to do so with a skeptic? It’s either you have it or you don’t. Either you believe in it or you don’t. Either you have seen it or you have not – it’s that simple.

That some amazing things are coming soon, that is the truth. That the earth is in a natural cycle like none that current humans have seen, it’s true too. That humans are helping to create an environment on earth that increases the chances of future devastation, war, and calamity is also true. Events are coming, some natural and some manmade, but hasn’t it always been this way with humans? People like me just happen to be able to see some of these events before they happen. These things are probably going to happen whether we forsee them and talk about them or not.

Can they be stopped?

I’ve said it before. The global community does not have the united will-power to change and therefore many things seers are predicting nowadays will indeed happen. Not because they HAVE TO but because they will be ALLOWED to.

You may contact me at kukkabah@hotmail.com

I will only respond to respectful, well-written, and well thought-out emails. For the few that might have real questions or comments for me, please feel free to write me, you are invited to do so.

K K

I am drained…((ship / vessel vision))

Very little sleep lately…tired, restless sleep.

I see a ship over and over as my eyes try to shut. A commercial vessel? Not sure…something with a ship at sea — who knows? I’m just tired, maybe it’s nothing.

I feel a strong vision coming on in the next few days, at most by the end of the weekend.

I will give an update soon.

K K

—————— UPDATE: ———————— NOTICE THE WORD VESSEL —- THIS IS ONE OF THOSE RARE ONES I’VE BEEN HAVING THAT HAPPEN WITHING DAYS AND WEEKS —- NOTICE THIS ONE HAPPENED WITHING 2 DAYS, EXTREMELY RARE FOR ME — I BELIEVE THIS IS WHAT THE VISION SHOWED ME —– MORE LINKS TO COME —-

“S. Korean ship sinking; torpedo strike feared”

Local media says South Korean Navy fired back in direction of North Korea

 
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 NBC World Blog
 
 
 
 

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BREAKING NEWS
msnbc.com news services
updated 16 minutes ago //

South Korea is investigating whether a naval ship sinking near the maritime border with the North was hit by a torpedo.

The vessel, which has more than 100 people on board, was going down off the west coast of the peninsula, Reuters reported.

Broadcaster SBS said many sailors were feared dead on the stricken ship.

BREAKING NEWS:

By Mail Foreign Service
Last updated at 3:13 PM on 26th March 2010

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1260975/BREAKING-NEWS-South-Korean-ship-100-board-sinking-torpedo-attack-North-Korea.html

Drought / Deserted Homes VISION DREAM: 11/17/2009

Drought / Deserted Homes DREAM: 11/17/2009

I saw large dried river beds where water once overflowed them. I was walking in the banks and was thirsty. I was someone within the dream in this one. I could feel the thirst of humanity, and the thirst of this individual I was in. It was dusty everywhere and the brush was brittle, it was a glimpse at the future. I could sense death from thirst as I walked and then I reached a small hill where some great homes that once where majestic, now were completely abandoned and left behind to crumble. The homes had been vandalized, broken windows, graffiti, overrun by nature. I couldn’t believe my eyes and so I wanted to travel back a bit to see how it had occurred.

I then saw the original (past) state of the area, it was a beautiful and modern neighborhood with flowing green grass and a gorgeous blue river. The homes were in their full glory, million dollar plus homes. Then I saw a woman sitting in the river at first smiling, then her face started to change. She represented the turbulent times that the people of that area will go through. The water started rising and fish began to swim around her head, she started to drown, then I saw a great flood that engulfed the neighborhood except for the 3 homes (the 3 homes may represent a percentage?) I had seen earlier. In a brief moment I saw that the people had become lawless and evil, there was much chaos for some time. I heard a loud siren but could not see where it came from. I saw metal gates being built in the distance near the curve of the river a few miles up but could not tell why the gates were built. I could feel a military presence during this part of the dream though. The water drowned people then over time the water went away and slowly the river began to flush out. Eventually water became mud and mud became dust. People may have left the area due to lack of water or food.

Then, again, I was back at the original site where my dream first began. The area was devastated and no human presence could be felt by me. The dream ended here…it was 3:40am in the morning.

Summary: I believe this is a current neighborhood or area and this dream might represent an entire city or state. I see it as a warning of a future water deficit or war of some sort. I see the rising waters as representing the current abundance of it and the drowning of the woman as the possible waste of it possibly. I see the drought as the end of a great time in our current human civilization and a struggle that is brewing. The chaos is no doubt the evolution of society and the warning of what can come with such a struggle for water.

The abandoned homes could possibly mean that we place emphasis on material things when it should be on valuable resources such as water. Basically, someone spends so much money and time on a home like that and eventually, with no life around it, it becomes an empty shell that means nothing. The gates meant some kind of control that will be imposed on that resource and the military presence I felt was the physical force behind that control which seemed to be a great one and possibly a government or military one.

This vison dream will happen in the next decade to two.

For you, the few.

Kuk Kabah

No sleep. Plenty of prophecies.

I remember the days of pure sleep. It seems that was another lifetime, and rightfully so. My life, since the age of 12 has changed, not only in the waking periods of it but mostly at night. There, in the silence, while others replenish their bodies, there I lay, producing some of the world’s greatest secrets…all in my sleep, all from my bed.

Some call it a gift. I call it a curse. I did not ask for it, nor do I go skipping around touting this ability. And that is as far as I will go when naming it…the ability. It’s the energy that Nostradamus tapped into, it’s the same Casey once brilliantly harnessed. It’s the same ability thousands before me have had, not truly knowing where it comes from but understanding it is not from this time, and it is not from this reality. It’s a responsibility of sorts, one that drives many crazy, and some to seek fame over it. I’ve had these dreams, these visions , these horror-filled future dreams for over a decade now, and yet, only a handful of people know about it.

I’ve hidden it, not because I want to deprive the world of it but because I truly believe the world doesn’t deserve the warnings. Deep down, it doesn’t matter what people like me predict, the world will not change – it doesn’t have the global willpower to do so. I can say this or that will happen and the world will continue down its path and then what? To become a freak for the last few years of our existence on this planet? Do I really want to be a circus sideshow for the masses?  To be interviewed by Oprah just to have others “admire” my so-called “gift.” No.

The truth is, this is mine. Like a gifted runner; I can choose to get on the track and show the world my skills or I can sit back and let the race happen without me, knowing full well that I could have easily devastated the field.

This here, my emergence, my birth on the net as Kuk Kabah is for the few, not for the masses. It’s for you. It’s for the one…the ones…the few…that find this post. For you, I will release a few of my visions and give you the gift of knowing. This will be the balance of my silence, to finally sigh and release some of this pressure that has built up over years and years of nightly torture.

So, whom am I? I am no prophet, I use that because it is the simplest way to describe what otherwise cannot be described by words. I am a business owner, a successful person in my field. I am a son. I am a brother. I am of blood and tissue, and I am like you. A regular person trying to live life, one day at a time. I am neither special nor important in the whole scheme of the universe. In fact, I am less than anyone else, a person robbed of sleep and how I envy the dog that lies upon the warm pavement, deep in his sleep, full of dreams and peace…he doesn’t know how blessed he is.

Kuk Kabah

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