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A man approached me, in LA, and said he hears god in his head and so does a large group of people in the Mid West. He said he got up and got a flight to LA, with no reason, but god's direction and it led him to me. He said, Oonagh, you are chosen to hear god and you will hear him soon. He then spoke in some bizarre language, while holding my hands. William Hartzell. 

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Days later,  I was offered a job with a 250k contract. In the interview, I could "hear" god in my head talking to the board member and the sound of my mother, so I left. I was supposed to meet the board member for breakfast and I left and left the country, shortly after this. 

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