✦ The Night Everything Changed ✦
April 2013 — when God opened the veil
and a new destiny began.
📖 My Calling – April 2013 – Lyrics (Click to Open)
April 2013 — it was one o’clock in the night.
The phone rang. I answered — in the cold, and in the power.
Three men in white appeared before my eyes.
From that moment on, my life was turned around.
I began to see visions, pictures of a world in pain.
I saw people beheaded, blood flowing like wine.
Wars in the streets, flooding like a tide.
Disasters everywhere — nothing seemed right.
Every night — I’m afraid to sleep.
Visions chase me; I keep wading through nightmares.
I wake up crying; no one can comfort me.
For a year, over and over, I kept reaping those dreams.
Days grew heavier — every night the same image.
Dreams fulfilled — as if my destiny split in two.
Sometimes they repeat like a film in my head.
Each time it ends with words that shake my soul:
You cannot run from what is written.
From His will, there is no escape.
I live with those words clinging to my breath.
Every night, I fear to sleep—
visions pursue me,
I keep wading through that endless night.
Crying, I wake — no one to console me.
For a year, again and again, I kept sowing in those dreams.
It’s a sword hanging above me,
a weight I carry.
Sometimes I feel trapped,
but I know — this is my path, my calling, my fight.
I cannot escape, and I must do it —
no matter how deep the pain.
Each step brings me closer
to what I must become.
There’s no way back — I must reveal my mission.
My fate was written by a hand I cannot see,
but I feel it deep within — this is my prophecy.
God’s plan unfolds before my eyes in the night.
I keep fighting, even with my last strength.
I am chosen — now I know for sure.
The world in distress — I am called to speak the way.
Every night, I fear to sleep.
Visions pursue me — I keep waiting in those nightmares.
I remained in those dreams, April 2013 —
everything changed that night.
A new path began, filled with suffering and power.
I do not run away — I fight with what I know.
My destiny is set — I follow what God gives me.
The phone rang. I answered — in the cold, and in the power.
Three men in white appeared before my eyes.
From that moment on, my life was turned around.
I began to see visions, pictures of a world in pain.
I saw people beheaded, blood flowing like wine.
Wars in the streets, flooding like a tide.
Disasters everywhere — nothing seemed right.
Every night — I’m afraid to sleep.
Visions chase me; I keep wading through nightmares.
I wake up crying; no one can comfort me.
For a year, over and over, I kept reaping those dreams.
Days grew heavier — every night the same image.
Dreams fulfilled — as if my destiny split in two.
Sometimes they repeat like a film in my head.
Each time it ends with words that shake my soul:
You cannot run from what is written.
From His will, there is no escape.
I live with those words clinging to my breath.
Every night, I fear to sleep—
visions pursue me,
I keep wading through that endless night.
Crying, I wake — no one to console me.
For a year, again and again, I kept sowing in those dreams.
It’s a sword hanging above me,
a weight I carry.
Sometimes I feel trapped,
but I know — this is my path, my calling, my fight.
I cannot escape, and I must do it —
no matter how deep the pain.
Each step brings me closer
to what I must become.
There’s no way back — I must reveal my mission.
My fate was written by a hand I cannot see,
but I feel it deep within — this is my prophecy.
God’s plan unfolds before my eyes in the night.
I keep fighting, even with my last strength.
I am chosen — now I know for sure.
The world in distress — I am called to speak the way.
Every night, I fear to sleep.
Visions pursue me — I keep waiting in those nightmares.
I remained in those dreams, April 2013 —
everything changed that night.
A new path began, filled with suffering and power.
I do not run away — I fight with what I know.
My destiny is set — I follow what God gives me.
One night changed everything.
When the Three in White appeared, my life was no longer my own —
it became a journey of Light, visions, and surrender to the Father.”
🌌 The Night of My Calling
When the Three in White Appeared
My name is Pairan,
and my story began in the night…
In April 2013, around one o’clock in the morning, I was suddenly awakened by a phone call. But when I answered, something beyond the natural took place.
Before me stood three men,
clothed in radiant white.
They said nothing.
But their presence burned like fire
and wrapped me in peace.
When I checked my phone moments later, there was no missed call. No number. No trace.
But from that moment on,
everything changed.
I began to receive visions — day after day.
And every day I wept.
My soul was opened to a reality
that most could not see.
I saw the earth groaning in pain. I saw innocent blood soaking the ground. I saw how violence, corruption, and deception covered the world like a heavy, suffocating blanket.
I saw people being beheaded.
And I felt Heaven’s sorrow.
Some dreams returned night after night. Others continued like chapters of a book I hadn’t finished reading.
At times, it became a living nightmare… There were nights I was afraid to sleep, because the burden was too great to carry.
And yet, deep inside, I knew:
This was not punishment —
it was a calling.
✨ That night marked the beginning of my journey with God.
📩 To you who are reading this…
Please understand this clearly: I do not seek fame. I am not here to create a new religion. I do not chase wealth or recognition.
All glory and honor belong to God —
and to Him alone.
He is my Father.
My Lord.
My Healer.
My Counselor.
He is my God.
Everything I share,
everything I see,
is only because He allows it.
I am merely His servant.
He is the Light.
Thank you for reading this —
and may it lead you closer to Him,
not to me.
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