Holy shit anons. Last night I got a little frustrated about everything, had a cussing session and once I cooled down I prayed. Well I think God answered me. I awoke from a very vivid, reassuring dream at 5am. It felt like I was in a past time, like the 70's. Old trucks, old clothes. Gloomy day. They were holding a trial for two men in a court house. They then marched the men outside to a gallow that also had an electric chair. I noticed that one man was Robert Mueller and the other was John Brennan. They strapped Brennan in the chair and hung the noose around Mueller's neck. I looked away and when I looked back, Brennan was fried and Mueller was choking to death, his head becoming swelled under the pressure and suddenly burst fluid out the top, but it wasn't blood, kind of slime like goo. It hit some people in the crowd. As I turned to walk away, I noticed POTUS walking beside me. I patted him on the back, getting Muellers brain goo on my hand that had hit Donald's shoulder. I told him "you're one hell of a man Donald Trump" and we parted ways. Kind of strange but such a realistic dream I could have swore was real.