"Lily Blossom" Update

I know that most of what I'm saying is probably going to bore somebody, as anyone can have a vision like this, but this one was quite special. In a way that had me sweating, feeling a mixed bag of emotions at that moment. 
I dreamt about her. Yes, Lily showed up in my head while I was sleeping. To send a message to me. And she made it clearer by giving me something upon waking up. I was indulging in a lot of food before I went to sleep, but I'm pretty sure this isn't why.
I appeared in nothing but white. Clouds surrounding me like fog, with the ceiling and floor as reflective as glass. The clouds would split and form a walkway for me, like when Moses parted the Red Sea. I tried to run through the walkway, but I was just so slow. It felt like I was floating in mid-air and attempting to run in that state. I eventually stopped trying to run, and the weird force brought me closer to the shadowy figure ahead.
There she was. A mare, twice the size as me, standing in front of me with the grace that a statue of a weeping angel would have. It was mostly light gray, but the mane was a much brighter shade of yellow. Its wings would spread out, spanning as far as a car would. I could hear the sounds of trumpets playing, each one at a specific, elongated note, with a choir doing the same. 
She spoke to me. Her mouth didn't open.
"I made my message clear, didn't I?"
I didn't know whether to be afraid or not. The horse sounded very kind. It's just that what she was saying and how she spoke to me filled me with a sense of unease. Like, no one would talk to me this way, not even my own mother. She raised a hoof.
"Hold it."
I gently gripped onto the bottom of her hoof like she asked me to. She spoke once more.
"Notice how I can touch you and not break a sweat from my brow. Notice how nothing here is leaving so much as a cut on your cheek. Or leaving you cut up into little ducks, like the sustenance your mother would feed you in adolescence. If I'm faithful that you're growing, functioning, why be afraid?"
I wasn't fearful that she'd hurt me, but all of this still unsettled me. She made this message on the TV so long ago towards many, didn't she? If that's the case, why is she looking for me specifically? Why am I so special?
"Others think you're faking. That your message is out of paranoia. Lunacy. Delirium. I know you're just confused. The world is corrupt. All do not know when the second coming will commence. All but Him. Seeing how broken everything was, and how your children couldn't even enjoy the works of another without immorality showing up, I experimented. Will they see a chilling anomaly, or a miracle from my words?"
She removed her hoof from my cupped hands.
"Those who fear a world without dishonor should learn many from your experience with me. Not everyone will believe, but I'm grateful with even one. Your instincts grip at your cloth. Awaken."
Her mouth would finally open. A blaring white light, sparkling like topaz, flashed from her throat and eyes, covering the entire domain, causing not only her, but the clouds to disappear. The trumpets were getting louder. The choir screamed.
I then woke up. My alarm clock was still at three hours after midnight. I'd breathe in and out, wondering if that was all just a dream, and not a vision from how much I've experienced over the years. I'd look around me, and stop upon seeing something hiding behind my clock. Something with yellow hair, poking out from above. I picked it up, and there it was.
The exact toy I bought for my niece back in 2011 that "transformed" overnight. The only difference being that it had cursive writing carved on the side.
"Yahweh, bless."
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