I see a black cloud forming over the northeast. It comes from the north and settles upon New York City.
Firefighters are called to get rid of it. But, their ladders have nothing to lean against. There is no substance.
I see a golden picket fence erected around the NE to keep the cloud contained.
Many are below worshiping God and interceding for the saints. The fence becomes a bowl, and the prayers accumulate. The worship dissipates. The prayers accumulate.
I see electricity come out of the cloud in all directions, including up. Power! But, the bolts dont go so far. They come out enough that you can see it, but they never reach their destinations.
Unity in the body. Unity in the body. Let there be unity in the body.