#16. Tides of Blood

It was probably 2013 when one day, suddenly and out of nowhere I invited my sister to the zoo with me.  I had been trying to ignore the events of 07 for a couple years at that point, to no avail, and I think I just needed the distraction.  We walked around the zoo like usual, saw the new baby lemurs, until we reached the petting zoo, and stopped.  I looked off to the right at a rocky area that eventually dropped off to a stone-valley, guiding the river. I suddenly had a flash of what looked like a small Noah’s ark, on the rocks to the right of the petting zoo. My visions look very similar to other events I wasn’t able to narrow down as anything but imagination, but there’s a common trait that was present here. I see metallic transparent shimmers that are fluid and disappear quickly. It was so quick that I attributed it to my imagination.  I paused, and stopped my sister with the question, “What kind of spark do you think it actually took to get Noah to build that ark?”  We lingered as we talked for a while and walked on.  A week later to the day, the petting zoo was flooded and all the animals that lived in it died.  That was it.  That was the spark, and I missed it.  I had a chance to sit down like a nut, build an arc and save those precious creatures, and shock the whole world, and I kept walking.  This won’t be my last reference to that flood.