This dream was preceded by another, which I have not shared the details of, here. A dream that came true within a week, to make certain I recognized it.
So much for those who teach that dreams are merely our subconscious mind speaking to us. Dreams that predict the future, are rare and unique.
What happens in the preceding dream, is good enough for Hollywood.
"In the last days perilous times will come, for men shall have a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof." 2 Tim 3
I have precognative dreams that come true the next day. So, does that mean I'm a prophet or what?
This ship has sank
The way to test is to write down and date every dream in as much detail as soon as you wake up. Now you might have some people tell you by doing this you can alter the events from the dream and causing them not to happen but this is not true.
What happens is one of two things. If the dreams no longer come true more than likely you were experiencing a form of association where an event triggers a false memory which feels like remembering a dream. Sort of like deja vu. If the dreams come true you have to look at the detail and how likely it could be broadly interpreted. If you dream of having a conversation on a topic with a co-worker in a blue dress how many times might that have happened before? But if you dreamed about the same conversation with the same person but some uncommon event took place like you got a phone call from a relative who never calls you at work during the conversation, or see a car crash out the window, then you have something to look into.
Mr. T made his van go twice the speed of light because he wanted to prove that quantum physics was a bunch of jibba jabba.
I have stopped dreaming. I cannot remember having any dreams since the last one I posted. Bummer, I like dreaming:(
I'M FEELING THE BERN 2016!
I was watching a Ghost Hunters-rerun a few hours ago, where they investigated the old blimp-facility in Lakehurst, New Jersey. -But I fell-asleep at the beginning. I had a dream in-which I was helping them investigate a small shack at the edge of an empty parkinglot inside of an empty factory. We weren't walking... Everyone had to climb-aboard floating chair-platforms. The shack 'became' a dimly-lit banquet-hall. We were suddenly seated at several tables. A pregnant-girl sitting beside me, whispered that a guy in a blue-suit was going to approach the table. He did, asking her to marry him. Everyone stood-up and climbed-aboard the floating devices. I 'was instructed' to turn-off the light. -And quickly jump back on the device, so it wouldn't glide-away. Then I woke-up.
" Take Badlaw's body out to the gold-mine 'n toss it down a shaft. "
This ship has sank
Hello Cherisa and thank-you for sharing,
I had another AO related dream. The rarest sort of dream -- really almost never have these.
AO members present. And the sweetest circumstances! I awoke with the lightest hearted happiness that I've felt in the longest time.
The effect was present all day...and resonates on.
(And I am drug, all kinds, including over-the-counter (meant to say prescription), and alcohol free, since well before the turn of the century. So it wasn't chemically induced, though I'd believe it to be, if any substances had had any chance of influencing my sleep activities.)
Wondering why we have such dreams, what's the significance of having the effects have such a profound affect on waking life.
Details would be somewhat difficult to include. But it was quite unusual, in that MM was in it. And he had a new baby. He was carrying around his baby in a soft backpack carrier, and I was super excited to see the new babe. For some reason he was caring for the babe while the mother was otherwise busy. At an interesting junction in the dream, I told my companion, in the AO pantheon, that we had to get to MM quick, as his baby was crying, and he needed help with the babe. He was quite relieved to see us. I was then holding the babe, who was just so sweet.
It was the most fun dream I've ever had. Whatever energy from here that found it's way into my dreamscape -- I send thanks and gratitude. It still makes my heart light and amazing when it returns to my consciousness.
Last edited by calliope; Jan 6th, 2011 at 12:14 PM. Reason: clarify
Lillith showed up again in my dreams last night. This time, though, her defeat was quick inside that dream...which is a first.
The name of My Lord truly does make those nightmares go back to where they came.
I would have to agree that the love that Jesus taught and surrounds us with defeats hate and ill will every time. I'm always safe in my dreams with his love around me.
Weird dream the other night, I fell asleep on the couch downstairs in the reading room.
The dream starts out in what seems to be like a waiting area of some kind – perhaps a gate at an Airport (which is revealed later) but the area is enclosed and with plush leather seats and couches -Maybe a VIP area. It is not a place familiar to me.
There are people there and the atmosphere is that of people engaged in casual conversation. There is a bar serving drinks.
Over on one of the couches is a young kid, a boy blond and overweight. He seems to be uncomfortable. I go over to him and he starts writhing and flailing about.
Some guy comes in and says the kid is possessed and that someone has to agree to take the demon inside them…
I am thinking fuck that, I don’t know him who cares? Then he (the kid) starts to really beg and plead for help and is obviously in pain of the worst kind.
So I tell the guy who came in (may have been dressed as a priest – hard to remember) that I will do it. Sort of half heartedly… I put my hand on the kids head and try to make the demon leave the kid.
I fail to do so. The guy tells me I have to really mean it.
I try again…and fail. The kid starts really crying out in pain and I genuinely feel for him – I can feel the empathy.
So I try again and this time it works, the demon goes out of the kid and into some random person in the area.
The guy (who may be a Priest) admonishes me and tells me I should have taken it inside me not just let it go.
So I go off chasing the thing through the Airport shopping area as it passes from person to person via touch like that movie with John Goodman and the Guy in Book of Eli.
A few times it comes into me and I can hang onto it for a while but every time I get scared and drive it out of myself and it jumps to another person.
This goes on for some time…a long scary time.
Finally, we end up back in the same waiting area and it goes for the kid again…
I force it out, and this time it stays out and becomes a dark oily mass that I throw out of the (dream convenient) open window overlooking a street.
It goes into another random person and looks at me and again leaves and takes the black oily form and starts to climb the trellises up to me.
I grab it and it’s all rubbery, I rip it in half and throw it down again.
It ends up back inside of me and I decide to accept it and keep it this time. I am no longer afraid of it I embrace it.
I float up in the air in front of and scaring the shit out of all the others in the room. I sprout dark wings and talking in a language I don’t know or understand spewing out a black tar-like substance all over the people out of my mouth.
I then wake up scared shitless with a horrible taste in my mouth – so much so I actually go brush my teeth in the middle of the night.
Kind of odd since I’m not really a believer in god or demons!
That and I rarely remember dreams. This was over a week ago and still I am thinking about it.
Very soon we can kiss are --- goodby! This e-mail is from a friend.
As I tried to look away from my black surroundings, a small light started to shine in front of me, and the darkness, sounds and feelings that had so completely oppressed me started to fade into the background. The light grew bigger, and a window opened up much the same as when I had witnessed my life's review. This time however, a panoramic view of the entire earth lay before me. It came closer and closer as if I had been out in space and was flying toward it.
I knew what was happening was intended to help me make my decision about going back to the earth and my terrible life. A part of me wanted to go back to the beautiful spirit world, or paradise, that I had seen, and another part of me felt the need to be reunited with my body so I could change my life. It was a tug-of-war, and what I was about to see was to help me understand what I would be going through if I chose to go back to my 'body of clay.'
Again the view before me played out like a videotape in fast forward motion, and yet I could see the scene in perfect clarity and was able to comprehend everything that transpired. As the earth zoomed up into my view, I first saw the whole world, and then various countries. It was made clear to me that in the future there would be wars and troubles, including nuclear attacks in various places of the world, and a view of how it would start was given.
I am not familiar with the geography of the world, but as I looked a the various lands before my view I instinctively knew what countries they were. Looking at the Middle East, I watched as a missile flew from Libya and hit Israel. The mushroom cloud that resulted from the blast was visible, and I knew that the missile contained a nuclear bomb. I was aware that those responsible for the missile were Iranian, but the missile had been hidden and fired from within the borders of Libya.
Almost immediately after this, other missiles began flying from one country to another, quickly spreading war around the world. I also saw that many nuclear explosions did not come from missiles but from bombs of some kind on the ground.
My focus then changed from the Middle East to the United States, and I understood that I was about to see some of the things that would lead up to the nuclear holocaust that I had just witnessed.
As I looked upon the continent of North America, I zeroed in on the eastern coast and then on New York specifically. I saw New York City with all of its people and buildings. I then saw some tall buildings crashing to the earth surrounded by tremendous amounts of smoke, dust, and debris.
I zoomed in closer into the smoke and dust, and I saw a woman holding a little girl's hand and running from the crashing buildings. The woman had long dark hair, hanging past her shoulders and curled inward slightly. She wore a beige business suit, heels of a slightly darker color, perhaps tan, and she was not wearing glasses. The little girl appeared to be about 6 or 7 years old with short brown hair reaching below the chin and cut in a type of pageboy look. They ran together, holding hands and trying to escape from the falling buildings. As they ran through the heavy smoke and dust, they were forced to let go of their hands and became separated. The child was terrified, and I could hear her screaming, "Mommy, mommy!" over and over again.
I don't know their outcome, if they lived or died, but I can still see the face of the woman clearly and could easily identify her from a photo or describe her to a sketch artist. I asked if an earthquake had caused the buildings to fall and felt impressed that the answer was no. However, I was not given any indication as to the cause of the destruction. (Incidentally, I told this story many, many times before September 11, 2001. When I did see on television the World Trade Center towers collapsing, I knew that this was what I had seen.
The next thing that came to me was more felt than seen. It was the understanding that shortly after the crashing of the buildings in New York City, commerce ceased. Shopping and buying seemed to stop, and the economy failed throughout the world. Few had any money at all, and those who did have it could not buy anything of worth with it. Gold and silver and other commodities had value and could be traded.
I then saw a man walk into a middle of a crowd of people and drop what seemed like a quart jar full of liquid. The jar broke and the liquid spread. I understood that people nearby had become infected with a disease from the liquid, and they didn't even know it. A day or two later the people became sick and started dying. I saw that this would happen in four particular cities: New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco and Salt Lake City. The disease started with white blisters, some the size of a dime, appearing the hands, arms and face of the victims. The blisters quickly developed into white puffy sores. Those with the disease would stumble around and fall over dead. Many died within a short time, perhaps 24 hours.
I also saw other people with a flu-like virus that spread more quickly than the first disease. The victims had blood coming from their nose, mouth, eyes, and ears. These people died even faster of this disease than the ones who had the first sickness. These diseases became wide-spread across the United States with hundreds of thousands infected.
As the people were fleeing the cities in the hope of saving their lives, gangs were attacking them and killing them. In the towns that were struck with disease there was chaos, with looting, rioting and murders involved in a complete breakdown of society. Many people seemed to go crazy. I sensed that the electricity had failed everywhere and that nothing was running throughout the country, including any of the communication systems. I watched people throw rocks through windows to steal TV's that would not work and thought it was very strange.
While I watched all this happening in the United States, my view instantly jumped back to the Middle East, and I saw the same thing taking place in Israel. The same sores and the same types of sickness and disease that were plaguing the U.S. had also been unleashed in Israel.
The switch in view only lasted an instant, and I was back in the United States. There was a tremendously long winter that caught everyone by surprise following the siege of sickness. It started early and lasted into the summer months. A famine had begun over the few years leading up to the long winter because of storms, droughts, floods and other plagues that had taken place; and the abnormally long cold period seemed to cause the famine to suddenly increase to its full measure.
In the period of time following the disease, which was quickly followed by the long winter, things started going down hill very quickly. Events piled up one on top of another without any breaks. My sense of timing was not very clear at this moment; however because I was seeing several things happening all at the same time or very close together.
During and after the long winter, the disease spread everywhere and increased in severity. The economy and the electricity were completely gone. Chaos and anarchy reigned over the entire United States. Without any government there was a total breakdown, and I saw people panicking everywhere. They were trying in vain to find food. There was none. I saw people even digging in the ground for worms to eat because they were so hungry from the lack of food.
Also, during this time I became aware that there was very little drinking water, and the remaining water had become contaminated, so that if a person drank it they would contract the disease and die. Because of their great thirst many people drank the water in spite of the danger of poisoning and died.
I mentioned earlier the gangs that killed people trying to escape the cities. It seemed that some of the people had lost their minds and went around in these gangs killing people just for the sake of killing; others killed for food or to gain some material possessions from their victims. Those that were killing for no reason were like beasts: animals completely out of control, as they raped, looted, burned and butchered people. I saw these gangs go into the homes of those who were hiding. They would drag them out of their hiding places, rape and dismember them.
For many there was an unnatural fear and hatred that came over the people. Family ties that once existed between husbands and wives, parents and children no longer mattered. The only thing that mattered was individual survival. Men would kill their wives and children for food or water. Mothers would kill their children. For me, the events that then lay before me were horrible beyond description and almost unbearable to watch.
The air everywhere was filled with smoke as many buildings and cities burned with no attempt to control the fires. As I looked upon this scene of chaos, smoke and destruction I noticed that there were small pockets of light scattered over the United States. There were, I would guess, about twenty or thirty of them that I saw. I noticed that most of the locations of light were in the western part of the United States, with only three or four of them being in the east. These places of light seemed to shine brightly through the darkness and were such a contrast to the rest of the scene that they caught my attention. I focused on them for a moment and asked, 'What are these things?'
I was then able to see that these points of light were people who had gathered together and were kneeling in prayer. The light was actually coming from the people, and I understood that the light was showing forth their goodness and love. I further understood that they gathered together for safety and that, contrary to what I had witnessed everywhere, the cared more for each other than for themselves. Some of the groups were small with only a hundred people or so, but other groups consisted of what seemed to be thousands.
I realized that many, if not all, of these places of light, or cities of light as I began to think of them, had somehow been established just before the biological attack, and that they were very organized. It was as if they had known what was coming and had prepared for it. I did not see who or what had organized them, but I did see many people struggling to reach them with nothing but what they could carry.
The cities of light had food that others outside of those groups did not have, and within the cities of light food was readily shared with those who joined their groups. In these places there was peace and safety. The inhabitants were living in tents of all kinds, many of which were no more than blankets held up by poles. I noticed that the gangs made no threats on these groups and left them completely alone, choosing to pick on other targets and unprotected people, as many of the people in those cities had guns that they would use for self-defense. The gangs also preyed upon the people who were traveling, trying to reach the cities of light.
As I looked upon them, I realized that these cities of light were temporary and that in a short time the people living within them would go to another place. I do not know where they were to go but seemed to think that they gathered in the mountains, to higher places.
As I was viewing the cities of light, my focus changed, and I became aware of missiles being launched and hitting U.S. cities. I watched as mushroom clouds started forming over many areas of the United States. Some of the clouds came from missiles that I knew were fired from Russia, and others were not from missiles at all, but from bombs that were already in the United States. These latter bombs had been hidden in trucks and in cars driven to certain locations and then detonated.
I specifically saw Los Angeles, Los Vegas, and New York City hit with bombs. New York City was hit with a missile, but I think that Los Angeles was hit by at least one truck bomb, if not several, because I didn't see any missile. I also saw a mushroom cloud from north of Salt Lake City, but without the aid of a missile.
In the darkness I also saw little fireballs. I'm not sure if this happened just before or during the mushroom clouds. The balls fell from the sky, were of different sizes - most being the size of golf balls - and were very hot. There were millions of them. As they fell from the sky they left streaks of flame and smoke behind them. Everything they touched started on fire: people, buildings, trees, or grass. Everything burned. I didn't ask what they were or where they had come from because by this time I was sick because of the scene before me, and so I observed without asking many questions.
At almost the same time and in the same locations as the mushroom clouds, I saw Russian and Chinese troops invading the United States. The Russians were parachuting at many spots along the Eastern Coast; I also saw them parachuting in Utah. Chinese troops were invading from the West Coast near Los Angeles. They were met with resistance from those who had survived the disease and bombs. I did not see any United States military there at that time.
The invasion was part of the nuclear war that I had seen earlier, and I knew that similar events were taking place all over the world as I had seen previously. I did not see much of this war, but was impressed that it was short in duration and the Russian and Chinese armies lost and left. No explanation regarding how or why was received.
Now the smoke became very heavy, dark and thick. Just as things appeared to be as bad as they could get, the earth began to quake. This occurred during a winter, seemingly the winter that followed the very long one I had seen earlier. The chaos had existed for almost a full year by this time. The earthquakes began in the west, around Idaho and Wyoming, and then quickly spread in every direction. I saw a huge earthquake hit Utah, and then California. There were earthquakes all over California, but they were especially devastating in the Los Angeles and San Francisco areas. San Francisco appeared to turn upside down.
The multiple earthquakes triggered volcanoes all over the west, and they started spewing a tremendous amount of ash and smoke into the air, causing it to become very dark and dirty and blocking much of what was left of the sunlight.
There were also huge waves of water that swept over the west coast, and as I saw them I realized that this same thing was happening to coastal cities all over the world. The waves were so huge that Los Angeles was nearly swept away.
I saw a wall of water taller than some of the buildings, perhaps as high as fifteen or twenty feet, sweep through Salt Lake City. I thought this was strange because of its location so far from the ocean, and wondered how a wave could travel all the way to Salt Lake City. I was impressed that the wave had not originated at the ocean, but was from under ground. I quickly noticed great cracks in the earth around Salt Lake City opened up and saw water shooting up out of the ground. I felt that deep under the ground was a huge amount of water and that the earthquakes had forced it up to the surface. Most of the buildings were swept away or destroyed when the water swept over the city. In fact there had been tremendous destruction, with only a few buildings left standing. The water coming from underground stretched from Idaho down to near Cedar City, Utah, and was very destructive.
As I looked, I could see that cities all over the country had been devastated, and there was rubble everywhere. Most of the buildings were destroyed. However, I realized that even though there was tremendous destruction from earthquakes, disease, floods, volcanoes, and tidal waves, the majority of the deaths were caused by the gangs of roving marauders that killed for pleasure.
As I studied the scene for a moment, the thought occurred to me that the earth itself had become sickened at the terrible acts of cruelty that were happening upon it and was finally reacting through these natural disasters. The earth was attempting to cleanse itself of the chaos and evil that had engulfed the people. The ash and smoke from the volcanoes had increased, and there was now almost complete darkness everywhere upon the earth.
The diseases also increased in devastation, and I saw people literally dying on their feet. I saw another particular disease that started with red blotches, and then the victims would start to bleed from every opening in their bodies. Then the people literally disintegrated, or melted into unrecognizable masses of flesh and bone. The sight was horrendous, as death and the dead were everywhere.
After this second terrible winter, I saw the survivors pile up the dead into huge piles to burn them. The stench was sickening. Some of the bodies had been burned during the time of chaos, but because people were more concerned with their survival they had mostly ignored the dead around them.
A huge earthquake occurred in the middle of the United States. It was tremendous and seemed to split the United States in half about where the Mississippi River is. The crack in the earth that resulted was huge, miles wide, and as it opened up the earth seemed to swallow everything. Water flowed in from the Gulf of Mexico all the way up to the Great Lakes. The Great Lakes did not exist any longer, however, as they became part of a large inland sea.
Then I saw another series of tremendous earthquakes all over the world. But they were not many, separate earthquakes, rather it was all part of one gigantic earthquake that shook the entire earth. Because of this earthquake waters overflowed their boundaries onto land all over the world. There were again huge walls of water along all of the coastal regions. This earthquake and the walls of water made the earlier ones seem small by comparison. I am not sure if the earthquake that split the United States in two was a part of this worldwide quake or not.
Next I saw a mighty wind come upon wind come upon the earth. As the wind hit, I saw people go into caves and into the cracks of rocks to try to escape its fury. It appeared to be stronger than any hurricane or tornado. It seemed that everything that had been left was now blown away.
I understood, without asking, that the great worldwide earthquake and the mighty wind were somehow caused by a huge planet-like object, that had come very close to the earth and had disrupted everything. It was also made clear to me that it was very near the "end" when this happened.
Now my perspective changed: I once again viewed the entire earth from a distance. I then saw a huge fireball, much larger than the earth, approaching our planet. It was extremely bright red and gold in color, and it engulfed the whole earth. When I witnessed this event I could not help but feel the difference between it and everything else that had occurred, and so I asked what this was that I saw. I was impressed that it was the burning of the earth that is described in the Bible. I understood that just before the fireball's appearance Jesus had appeared, and the good people I had seen earlier had left with Him and were no longer on the earth. The few people left behind were those wicked who had survived the earlier devastations.
The picture of the earth engulfed by this huge ball of red and gold fire slowly faded away into blackness. I was thinking that I have to go down and take care of my children so that they could be protected from the terrible things that were going to happen and then I don't remember any more until I woke up in the hospital."
I had a dream in which I was an acrobat at the circus-circus casino in las vegas, my job was to run all over the casino doing handstands and twirling around and do acrobat stuff. I think I was dressed in tights too :(
Also working there was my enemy Maurice, who was a bully in my neighborhood when I was around 16, he had kicked my butt once cause he was a lot bigger then me back then and he always seemed to pick fights with people smaller then him.
Well, in the dream, me and Maurice discovered we were both employed at the same casino and that just wouldnt do, we discoved an empty room in the casino basement and we built an obstacle course there, just like the one at the end of the TV show Double Dare. At the end of the course we placed a shotgun - whoever completed the obstacle course first could grab the shotgun and shoot the loser.
But I cheated. I ran past all the obstacles and grabbed the shotgun and shot Maurice. Next thing that happed in the dream is I was on the run, wanted for Maurice's murder I was walking through a small town, and I walked past the sheriffs office and the sheriff was on a rocking chair in front of his office and was staring at me.. and I was scared that he knew I was wanted.
I submitted this dream to slowwave.com but it was not picked, prolly because its too long - lucky people whos dreams ARE picked get them turned into a 4 panel comic strip, and the artwork can be purchaced.
This isn't about one of my dreams, but, rather, the dreams of my wife and mother-in-law.
During the course of the last year, we came under attack by the members of a corrupt church council for exposing their financial misdeeds. We were kicked out of the church, we received threatening anonymous emails (which we traced to the pastor's wife), anonymous flyers were passed around our small town containing lies about my wife and I, and we were quite literally shunned in public by people who at one time pretended to be our friends.
When the church council called a congregational meeting to discuss my wife (who was NOT invited to the meeting), I chose to make an unannounced appearance on her behalf. I tore them a new asshole, called them all cowards and liars and thieves, and they responded by calling the police, who escorted me off the church premises.
The congregation, however, was so impressed by my appearance that they collectively turned on the church council. The pastor quite unexpectedly RESIGNED during the course of this meeting. The congregation also called for a vote to replace the church council — which they did — and the corrupt church members quit the church under a cloud of scandal.
They're lucky that legal action was not taken against them.
Since that time, rumors circulated suggesting that certain members of that corrupt council were actually — I kid you not — practicing witchcraft, and I don't mean the "white magic" variety.
This would be easy enough to disregard as low gossip except that there is a formidable witchcraft community in our area (both Wiccan and otherwise). The rumors, therefore, were taken a bit more seriously.
My wife, intrigued with the rumors of "black magic," did a little research into the subject of modern witchcraft within the Church (there are more than a couple of books on the subject). She was astonished to learn that there is a pattern of corruption in modern churches that has been linked to dark magic, a recognizable pattern.
The descriptions of this pattern almost perfectly mirrored what had happened in our church — the secretive church council, the financial mismanagement, the blaming of innocent parties, the outrageous lies, the outright character assassination directed against any whistleblowers, etc.
Even the descriptions of the likely witch ringleaders fit those corrupt individuals in our church.
The literature on the subject also advised that, once the victims of this harassment became aware of the witchcraft connection, the witches themselves would be disempowered, and would likely wage a psychic revenge on the victims.
I know, I know, it sounds preposterous.
But, very strangely indeed, my wife has lately been plagued by nightmares of grotesque, snarling women pursuing her, snatching at her with their gnarled hands.
Two nights ago, my aged mother-in-law awoke us in the middle of the night, scared out of her wits by a nightmare... a nightmare of a gaunt, faceless old woman pursuing her, snatching at her with her bony hands.
For myself, I do not have nightmares. I've been unaffected. But my wife and mother-in-law have obviously been targeted.
I'm not asking for advice here. I knew what to do. We acquired holy water and blessed every room of our home (as well as every pet), rebuking Satan and casting it out in the name of Christ. If this shit continues, I'll go public with the story and point the finger at specific people.
They know I'll do it. I have no fear of them. But it would be VERY bad for the people in question to be outed as witches, and they know it.
— Doc Velocity
Last night I had following dream: I was sitting together with my wife in front of the TV and we were waiting for official information that several UFO's were spotted over the US.
This was the first time I had such a dream.
I am not so sure it is just a dream or if it is more a glimpse forward. I used to get these all the time, but then stopped for awhile. Recent lifestyle changes seem to be bringing them back.
Anyway, I dreamed I turned on my computer to find a DHS warning in place of my log-in screen. The warning told me my computer had been scanned and was found to contain a Wikileaks virus, so it had been disabled.
I woke up with the question- is it possible that, knowing the gov's tie-in with viruses in the wild, and work with anti-virus companies as well as Windows, that they might be able to see the encrypted file as a virus, and then take some sort of action- like, disabling the file, or something more hardcore?
I am thinking of taking all my wikileaks stuff off the computer and putting it on a pen drive, especially the encrypted folder. It was that strong of a feeling, from the dream.
Also am having more experiences where I am meeting people in dreams and physically touching them. Meaning, a recent one involved me walking past a person, our arms brushed, and we turned to each other and exchanged a long hug, that I actually felt.
I could even feel this persons hair on my face, which had recently been cut. Later in the dream this person could smell my perfume. (It's a very unique scent)
"The Alice-in-Wonderland nature of this pronouncement is not lost on me..."
I can "feel" kisses in my dreams. They're very real.
I have had a nightmare.
It had been a long time since I have had a dream at all.
I have been under stress like everyone else and I have
read the internet and saw the news, researched books,
atlas's, articles, edu and science websites as usual.
And then I had this dream.
It made me silent for days.....
I slept on the daybed the other night as I was watching
news for updates to the reactor situation in Japan.
I clicked off the light and rolled over....
I was laying in the dark and I heard a strange "metal sound".
It sounded like one of those guns that are attached to the
ground and when it runs out of ammo and keeps rotating
scraping it's metal....
I heard that sound and then voices. ALOT of voices, like
dead people and spirits and things all "tugging on me" and
trying to wake me up. "something" told me to hide.
As I heard the "scraping metal" sound, I just knew that I
HAD to hide. So I moved my couch away from the table
that was behind it and scootched in between the couch
and the table.
I hid. But what I saw through the glass of the table scared
me to DEATH.
It was an ALIEN.
It had the head of an ant-eater/crocodile with really thick
rubber/scale skin. As it went through the house, the "ghosts"?
were screaming and running about <I dont' have ghosts>
I just watched and held my breath thinking not to make a sound....
Suddenly, there were people in the house. This Alien thing
picked them up and bit their heads off and tossed the body
aside and "cracked their heads like a sunflower seed" and ate
them and spit out the rest in what seemed to be ONE BITE.
Something was whispering to me. Telling me that it can't smell
me or see me because I was hiding. I was sort of hearing what
it was thinking. It thinks that we are food. It did not understand
why we have pets or why we have so much "stuff" around our
"dens" like it was looking at us as animals...We confuse it but it
thinks it is more intelligent then us and it was very....military
in it's actions. There was no technology that I could see on
this "thing" but it was heavy and lean and muscular.
the head of an anteater/ crocodile and the body of a man.
It had no mercy and the whispering thing said that there is
nothing that I can do but hide as it will leave after it thinks
that it "exhausted the food supply" here on earth.
It was EVIL. It scared the "spirits of this world" into a panic
state and I was "freaked out" that I could hear them all!
Eventually the alien did leave, but I didnt move for a long time
I woke up shaking and crying and scared and it was as
quiet as a pin in here except for my dog was awake and
was walking by me at the time I woke up.
He has a metal choke chain around his neck.
I then began thinking about how
the brain takes stress and
creates "stories" out of "sounds" while you are sleeping
and disperses the stress through vivid recollection.
The only problem that I have now with this dream is the
fact that I had a nightmare 20 years ago about aliens that
"needed" the components of our blood to survive.
This had basically the same "theme" as it was the blood
that the aliens were after.
in both dreams, I was "told" things...as if I had a "spirit"
with me telling me what to do.
Those were the only 2 nightmares I ever had in my life.
This one, scared me awake until the sun finally shone
thru' the window..
Do not fear death so much, but rather the inadequate life.
Can anyone interpret the dream above?
Do not fear death so much, but rather the inadequate life.
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