I had a vision; Micah, Marcus, and I were walking towards the Capitol of the United States. The trio walked up the stairs, and it seemed in slow motion. Several people were fighting outside like some massive brawl. Two different sides were fighting violently, and people were hitting each other. I could even see an explosion at the distance of the city. The weather above me was overly cloudy. As we walked up the stairs, the crowd got angrier the fight became bloodier. Then we reached the top of the stairs. There were words above the door entrance that read: “The Halls of Time.” Inside it was completely different. There was this sizeable circular marble floor. Four massive statues surrounded the marble circle. I looked like a small toy figurine compared to the statues: Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln were all cemented in Marble. There was a fourth figure, but it only showed a marble seat. The statue did not have a person, just a folded triangle-shaped American flag on the cemented seat. Above the marble circle centered perfectly was an American flag. The room was silent, and I couldn’t hear any fighting outside. The flag stood perfectly still at the center of the room.

Then Micah whispered in my ear a final message ”The foundation is too strong for any one man or moment. The foundation prevails.”