Dream prophecy fulfilled: P250M lost in economy due to stalled aircraft on Davao runway

Davao City to sue airport, won't charge Cebu Pacific

Louis Bacani (The Philippine Star) - June 5, 2013 - 10:43am

MANILA, Philippines - Around P250 million pesos was lost in local businesses due to the stalling of a Cebu Pacific aircraft on the runway of the Davao International Airport, which disrupted flight schedules and stranded thousands of passengers.

Davao City Mayor Sara Duterte this "conservative estimate" of losses to the the local economy is as of 5 p.m. on Tuesday, nearly two days after the Airbus 320 jet overshot the runway of the airport.

"This is the total losses for everything already," Duterte said in a television interview on Wednesday morning.

"We cannot actually give value to the inconvenience this caused to the passengers also," she added.

Due to the mishap, Duterte said they are planning to file charges against the Davao International Airport which she claims "did not do anything when the accident happened."

"We are planning to file administrative charges against the management and employees of the Davao International Airport... We're collating the documents right now. We plan to [file the charges] by Monday next week," said Duterte.

The Davao mayor said those to be charged include the airport manager down to the employees on duty on Sunday night when the Cebu Pacific was stalled.

She said they would not file charges against the airline.

At about 7:05 p.m. Sunday, the Cebu Pacific aircraft missed runway 23 upon landing in Davao City. It reportedly skidded and veered to the right side toward a grassy portion in front of the main terminal.

All 165 passengers, including the pilot, co-pilot and four crew, were not hurt.

On Tuesday, the Civil Aviation Authority of the Philippines (CAAP) gave Cebu Pacific a 3 p.m. deadline to remove the stalled aircraft. It was extracted from the runway around 8 p.m.

More than 3,000 passengers were stranded on Monday after the incident shut down the Davao airport.

The CAAP said initial findings point out pilot error as the likely cause of the plane mishap.

"There is a saying that evidence does not lie. We have now evidence that points to possible human factor. In other words, [it] may be pilot error," CAAP Deputy Director General John Andrews said in a press briefing on Tuesday.

He said these findings will be confirmed later on when the plane's flight data recorder is sent to Singapore for investigation.

Malacañang has urged airline companies in the country to take the necessary steps to assure that the recent mishap would not happen again.

"We are a bit concerned about that. What's important for us is to determine the cause of the accident and to take steps to prevent that from happening again," said Presidential Communications Development and Strategic Planning Office Secretary Ricky Carandang.

source: philstar

The Blogger's Note: Is the dream of gray and white I had in 2011 a prophecy fulfilled in the preceding news article published in 2013? The amount of the economic losses could have been higher should have the ill-fated Airbus 320 jet been left stalled longer on the runway. Moreso, when the "airplane explosion" part of the dream had not been thwarted!

Yolanda: the dream, the fulfillment and the cause

Days before super typhoon Yolanda struck the Philippines, I dreamed of tornadoes so huge and enormous -- gigantic whirls of wind and waters -- each spinning in different directions that where it passed through were in chaos. I was in the scene and as I saw it coming, feeling the initial wind, I asked the Lord: "Lord, should I let myself be carried away by the wind? Or should I hold on to something?" But a thought came on me: even if I held onto something, everything would be taken away by the wind. End of dream.

Is Yolanda represented by a single tornado I saw in that dream? But I saw like five tornadoes spinning of somewhat same immensity in different places. 

Prayers, coupled with sacrifices, may lessen the gravity of the impact of the catastrophes. But a catastrophe is the result of the sins committed by mankind -- especially, sins against the Holy Eucharist.

God the Father is fully Mercy as He sent His Son Jesus into the sinful world so that by the Sacrifice of His Son on the Cross, mankind is redeemed. By obedience to the Will of God the Father, the Sacrifice of the Son is Very, Very, Very Precious to the Father so that the Father desires that this Sacrifice be remembered often and always, never forgetful of this Act of the Son even a single bit -- thus, the institution of the Sacrament of the Holy Eucharist into the Church where the Actual Sacrifice in Calvary is re-lived each time the Mass is officiated. But when this Mercy is ridiculed resulting to "outrages, sacrileges and indifference" to the Sacrifice of the Son remembered daily in the Holy Masses, Divine Justice takes place. Thus, the advent of catastrophes in our midst. Yet, God is still Mercy when He allows these catastrophes to happen: first, He let it be sent slowly to awaken us, escalating it to catch our attention; and if by our stubbornness and pride, we continue these Eucharistic irreverence (to say the least), this means our own perils in this part of the globe greater than what happened to Cebu, Bohol and Tacloban.

Why did these catastrophes happen in other places rather than in our own place? Is it because the people there are more sinful than we are? Far from it. We, actually, sinned the same way they did -- but, in God's Mercy, we, in this place, are given a chance to repent and change our ways especially in the conduct and treatment of the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.

Be it known that so far God has recognized our progress in bringing back respect, love and worship to the Holy Eucharist, most importantly to the restoration of the Traditional Latin Mass in our region. But its scope is rather limited, hence slow and prolonged in progress as yet awaiting positive response from majority of the faithfuls. To fast-track, certain practices in the Latin Mass liturgy should be introduced already in the New Mass that we are yet adhered to -- like Communion on the tongue in kneeling position on the part of the communicants and giving out Holy Communion only by the hands of the priests.

Be it known also that God is pleased with the return of the Prayer to Saint Michael the Archangel (the Angel under whose protection God has entrusted the Church from infiltration of errors and heresies) recited towards the end of the present Masses as exemplified in San Pedro Cathedral, the Seat of the Archdiocese of Davao. So, too, its present Altar where the Tabernacle is rightfully placed in the center, signifying the centrality of the Holy Eucharist to our Catholic Faith.

God is pleased as well with the Eucharistic Faith that we already possess; but faith, as said, without action is dead. Please refrain from hands-clapping within the duration of the Mass which is not a  "fellowship" as in Protestant gatherings -- but "in remembrance" to the Sacrifice of His Son on the Cross in Calvary. Clasp instead both hands as in praying hands throughout the Mass as a sign of our deep gratitude and respect to the redemptive Sacrifice of Christ on the Cross. Did the Blessed Mother Mary clap her hands before Her Son hanging and dying on the Cross as saying: "Well done, My Son! Well done! You've done a great job!"? But no! She was in tears, feeling the pain endured by the Lord in the silence of Her Immaculate Heart, marveling at the Greatness of God's Mercy and Love towards sinners to reach that loftiness of the decision of the Father and depth of the obedience of the Son!

Similarly, when you elevate slowly the Host during Consecration, all the more you are to be extra careful in bringing It down  as a sign of your faith, love and reverence to the Body of Christ that the White Host has become after Elevation -- instead of plunging It down as if the initial faith that was acted upon is suddenly put to a halt -- lost in oblivion!

Also, since the Holy Mass is simply not a social gathering where we greet a lot of people, please stop incorporating human activities into the Mass proper -- like commencement exercises, graduation rites, award-givings, greetings of birthdays, anniversaries and the likes.

Is Yolanda equivalent to five typhoons combined? This may be the meaning of the dream. Does it mean no more super typhoons in the offing? As already said, catastrophes are the result of the sins committed by mankind against the Holy Eucharist. As this is yet committed over and over again, this kind will still come -- even worse.

Evil dreams are good because it leads to repentance. Thus, we cannot simply rebuke it away to keep the dreams from happening. In fact, dreams of this nature are Divine Gifts, manifesting God's Mercy towards people, warning us of impending catastrophes and giving us a chance to lessen its effect or eradicate these altogether depending on our response.

In these battles, our defense are victim souls who have the burden to pray the Prayer of Repentance and the Prayer of Sufferings (acceptance and living the life of simplicity, for example) in reparation for the Eucharistic sins committed by the local Archdiocese. Hence, we need more victim souls here.

But we do not only defend ourselves, we need also to attack or take offensive action to win these battles. Our offense is in stopping the causes of the catastrophes.

Stop clapping the hands during the Mass; stop giving Communion in the hand; stop laymen and women from touching and giving consecrated Hosts to communicants!!!

One last thing, was Yolanda intended for us in our region? Why, then, did it happen in other place? Let this be left unanswered. But the discerning know the answer.

Explosion at the park

The dream is in the night. I saw men in black fitting suits rappelling in a certain structure -- the structure looked familiar. By their actions and movements, these men looked like experts. They seemed to be well-trained "soldiers." I was below this structure looking at their adeptness. Next scene: I saw myself standing in the center of the pavement -- a spacious pavement and it looked familiar even though the landmarks were excluded in this scene. All of a sudden, below the place I was standing on, something blew up. It seemed to be a bomb. I was alive and still standing; but those around me fell dead. I only felt the wind of the explosion under my feet. I woke up and I remember this verse: "A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand; but nothing shall befall you." -Psalm 91:7. The structure seemed to be the current appearance of the stage; the pavement, the park. May the reader understand.

The miracle of Corpus Christi

To believe is to see. One young diocesan priest whose way of saying the Masses is one that shows his deep faith in the Holy Eucharist, received a miracle in which the Lord Jesus Christ Himself allowed him to "feel" the reality of His Eucharistic Presence. It happened during the Elevation of the Cup of Wine at the Mass he officiated on the Feast of the Corpus Christi in 2009. During the Consecration, the priest raised the Cup with both hands. When it was time to lower the Cup, his left hand let go of the Cup first so that his right hand was to bring It down on the table; but the right hand was still "holding up" the Cup -- for a second or two or more! -- that should the right hand let go of the Cup, the Cup of Wine would have been seen by all present as floating by Itself in mid-air! I had the habit of raising my head to see the chalice being elevated and bring my head down to close my eyes when the chalice is being lowered down on the table; but that instant was different, I could not lower my head as usual. At the time of genuflection, the priest never genuflected as is usually done by priests -- instead, he knelt down on both knees and bowed low to the floor before the table of the Consecrated Bread and Wine. The two of us were the only witness to this particular Eucharistic miracle. My diary entry of December 9, 2008, Tuesday, 3:59 AM, is predictive to this phenomenon, it says, and I quote: "Just this dawn, I dreamed of [a young priest] at the altar table celebrating the mass while I was attending with the people. The chalice containing a single consecrated Host suddenly lifted up in the air by itself before him to his amazement, flew towards me, and poured out the Host into my mouth on its own. I got hold of the chalice, gathered the crumbs inside it, and poured them out into my mouth. While consuming, a young woman approached me and talked to me as if nothing happened. Lord Jesus, I trust in Your Mercy for the meaning of this dream."

[The blogger's note: The said Mass was celebrated on June 14, 2009, Sunday, at 5:00 AM, the first Mass on schedule; and preceded by a whole night Eucharistic vigil at San Pedro Cathedral in Davao City, Philippines.]

Lucia Duhaylungsod

Loo-chi-yah-doo-hai-loong-sod! I dreamed I was speaking in tongues. The syllables of the whole piece were indistinct -- except that which was set in the middle. "Luci," in Latin, is "light" in English; "yah," in Hebrew, "God." "Duhaylungsod," in the vernacular, is "two cities." Thus, "Lucia Duhaylungsod" means "Divine Light shining forth to the two cities." Where, then, in the world, are the "two cities"? In my spirit, I was led to understand these are the Island Garden City of Samal and Davao City which, among others, comprise the Archdiocese of Davao. What does it mean to us? It is an event that is about to happen in the Archdiocese in the days ahead. And it is VERY, VERY GOOD.

Airplane explosion

I was out in an open expanse and standing in the city of my birth. 

Facing north of the city, I saw an airplane bigger than an airbus preparing to land in the northeast. 

I was miles away from the airport, so distant as not to see it; but I knew the airport was in the northeast. 

Everything was normal except the size of the aircraft. 

It is bigger than I normally see. 

It looked like an inflated balloon in the shape of an airplane. 

But I saw it was a real airplane. 

Everything was fine -- BUT! -- the moment it touched down the runway, it exploded incomparably great that the ground I was standing on trembled. 

I saw the trees and structures in the skyline trembling. 

It was like the whole city trembled!

The island city

I found myself on the edge of a big city, sitting where the waves and the sands met. 

Beyond the great waters of blue was an island of green. My eyes were fixed on the island, but it seemed I was not looking at the island. Around me were eyes of other races fixed on me, but it seemed they were not looking at me. 

Then, behind me, a block of white texts came scrolling up from below. 

I read as it went up. 

I panted and I sighed as I grasped the essence of every line of the piece that I read. It felt like the warmth of the Hand of Love, holding the very core of my being. 

And, all of a sudden, I was caught up in the high heavens. 

As the wind carried me to the heights, I saw the island below and an isle beside it becoming stones midst of sea. 

Then, as if stones thrown into the sea, the islands submerged -- the bigger island first, followed by the isle beside it. 

And the sea rippled mightily towards the big city and other areas surrounding the two islands that were lost. 

A word and another flashed on the scene one after the other. "Island," it read -- and then, "city."