A Premonition of Revolution: Visions of Collapse and Renewal

I don’t often share my premonitions in detail, but this one has stayed with me, coming in waves over time. What began as scattered fragments slowly formed into a larger vision — unsettling, yes, but also strangely hopeful.

July 20, 2024

The first message arrived abruptly, like flashes of words more than sentences.

• Revolution?

• Division. Violence. Fighting.

• First against each other, then against the government.

• Civil war?

• People rise up.

• Red versus blue. Old versus new. Greed versus humanity.

• Other parts of the world affected?

• Worldwide revolution?

  
  

It felt chaotic, like the fabric of society being torn apart. The words weren’t neat or linear — they came as bursts, questions more than answers.

October 11, 2024

A few months later, I asked directly: What am I being shown? What does this mean?

This time the vision was clearer.

I saw the government as we know it collapsing under its own weight. The people had been pushed too far. Oppression escalated, control stretched beyond reason, not just over individuals, but over the states themselves.

The result: chaos, division, and anger boiling over.

It didn’t look like democracy anymore. It looked like the end of it.

The United States was no longer united.

The federal government ceased to function.

Each state became its own entity, forced to negotiate with one another for resources, electricity, food, internet. Some states aligned themselves with other nations, even raising foreign flags and uniforms.

It was chaos at first. But eventually, something began to emerge from the rubble.

A New Way Forward

With the old structures gone, people began organizing differently.

Communities gathered representatives. Not just by politics or ethnicity, but by role: farmers, educators, families, business owners, workers. Every group that needed a voice had one.

These representatives came together to shape new laws and agreements within their states. Later, states began sending representatives to form larger councils.

Not a government in the old sense, but cooperative agreements.

A network built on necessity, not power.

Bartering became common. Skills, goods, and services exchanged in place of traditional money.

Life became local, human, balanced.

And then, slowly, what began in the U.S. spread outward.

Other countries experienced their own collapses, their own revolutions, and their own rebirths.

Around the world, people began building systems that felt more humane, more equitable, and more connected.

The Bigger Picture

The vision I received wasn’t neat or simple.

It began in chaos, violence, and division. But within that upheaval was a seed, the possibility of renewal.

It showed me that sometimes old structures have to fall for new ones to take root.

That humanity may need to be shaken awake to rediscover balance, community, and truth.

It left me with more questions than answers, but also with a sense of hope.

Because even in the darkest visions, I saw people choosing to rebuild differently.

Now this was just a vision, a premonition, a possibility of the future. But as I always say, the future can always change. Like ripples in the water, every decision we make has a new effect.

Choose wisely.

Melanie Federline 10/2/2025