Anyone experiencing or have experienced prophetic/apocalyptic dreams? (NEW DREAM 2/21/11)

Well there is iconography, symbolism, myth, and archetypes...but then there is also WYSIWYG!


I have been asked to write a book: but on what? Something believable?

Below is an excerpt from one of my first attempts. As a psychology major, can you tell me what I'm doing with my sample and why?

Yep, have had them for years...................

I had a dream several years ago that is still vivid to me today.
I dreamed I was in a tall apartment building and there were people laying all over the floor under blankets and sleeping bags and we all knew we were laying there just waiting to die. Somehow I had a view from very high up of the whole world. I saw a darkness starting at one place on the globe and making its way towards us. Everywhere the darkness touched it froze, like solid ice. I knew it was just a matter of time before it reached us, so I just layed down with the others with no fear or panic, just the acceptance that there was no way of stopping the end of the world.
A few days ago I learned about stranglets & ice-nine & wondered if this is how it could end.

I receive this from you, thank you. Is that your interpretation of your experience? I admire your diplomacy on the matter. Can I ask, what is your heritage?

I receive this from you, thank you. Is that your interpretation of your experience? I admire your diplomacy on the matter. Can I ask, what is your heritage?


In my opinion, everything in life that is a mystery (like dreams)is best interpreted as allegory. The allegorical interpretation of any dream is always my first understanding of it.

As a real life example of this type of allegorical interdependency that you may never have thought of, consider the relationship between astrology and technology.

Astrology is all about heavenly position, angle, relation, magnitude, level, and interaction of distinct bodies that allege to have the power to control destiny and events.

Now look at this picture of earthly technology in action:

[link to www.ornl.gov]

What is the archetypal difference between an astrological event in the heavenlies and the control panel of a nuclear reactor on the ground? I don't see any except in the visual layout. In both cases switches (planets), knobs (moons), levers (stars) and buttons (comets) move into position, interact, etc (in the heavenlies through an unseen agency and on the earth through a human agency) to affect our lives on some level. To quote from pagan beliefs "As above, so below".

In fact you can take images of the different planets, moons, stars and comets, etc and place them in a linear logical order inside a rectangle of suitable size, and from a distance it will look exactly like "a control panel".

In another example, the elements of any electronic circuit at its most primal level are:

material
quantity
proportion
process
scale
geometry
environment

The same thing can be said for a stone sculpture of the pagan god Dagon. Both are created according to a purposeful design that "forces may be summoned" and "energies made to flow" to effect some desired results.

As a third example, the layout, procedures, furnishings and elements of a modern day microprocessor fabrication lab (fablab) mimic the rituals and sacrifices of a religious temple.

The fablab technicians must first enter an outer court where they take a "purification" shower, and then don their "priestly" caps, masks, visors, cloaks, pants, slippers and gloves.

They then enter the clean room environment (absolutely sterilized and pure) of the main lab where they then must perform procedures according to a rigid set of rules (ritual), including the purifying sacrifice by fire (in a raging oven) of a stone representation of purity and power (a silicon crystal boule).

[link to www.nasa.gov]

[link to www.coastwidelabs.com]

I could say more but then of course I'd have to kill everybody here at GLP.

My heritage by country is Canadian.

So I take it you are a Christian.

Well, kinda. If you had to put a label on what I believe, it would be along the lines of a Christian faith, but I hate religion. I believe what I believe and call it my faith, and don't like to associate it with a religion label.

I don't push my belief on anyone and don't consider myself any higher than anyone else. It's a wonderful thing to have a true belief in anything nowadays, so for anyone who has a true belief in something, whether it's what I believe or not is something I love to see.

So again, kinda - but at the same time, not so much.

Your heritage is Aboriginal Canadian?

Your heritage is Aboriginal Canadian?



I'm not Aboriginal Canadian but Canadian born. My ancestry is Scottish.

I am also a Christian and so interpret everything that comes my way according to that worldview.

Thanks for your psychological analysis of my writing.

Your heritage is Aboriginal Canadian?



I'm not Aboriginal Canadian but Canadian born. My ancestry is Scottish.

I am also a Christian and so interpret everything that comes my way according to that worldview.

Thanks for your psychological analysis of my writing.


I'm glad to hear that you are a Christian, not that my opinion matters much, but it is good new to me.

I am very interested in your own analysis of your excerpt. I hope my reference to hannibal didn't offend you.

I had a dream.

I was in the clouds with Jesus. He had a conversation with me and as I recollect to this day the things he said though I understood at the time as being spellboundedly wise in nature.

But the only thing I can remember from the conversation was a warning specifically to me. Jesus told me to becareful what I say.

Then he told me to wake up and turn on MTV.

Well I woke up it was still before the dawn. I went over to the TV turned it on and changed the channel to MTV, and this song immediately came on, it was the first time I ever heard it.

Are you interested in "daydreams" as well?

What if someone can't distinguish between what they learned while they were awake and what they learned while asleep.

Are you still interested?

Your heritage is Aboriginal Canadian?



I'm not Aboriginal Canadian but Canadian born. My ancestry is Scottish.

I am also a Christian and so interpret everything that comes my way according to that worldview.

Thanks for your psychological analysis of my writing.


I'm glad to hear that you are a Christian, not that my opinion matters much, but it is good new to me.

I am very interested in your own analysis of your excerpt. I hope my reference to hannibal didn't offend you.


I wasn't offended by the reference to Hannibal.

My own interpretation of my excerpt is that it is funny. That's all I was aiming for in writing it.

Interesting thread.

I'll post the dream that I posted recently in another thread that didn't get too much attention. Maybe it'll be more use to you:

Had a very vivid dream last year that has always been on my mind, but I haven't really spent the time to write it down. I can close my eyes and still see every detail clear as a bell, but I'm having trouble finding the words to properly get every emotion felt in the dream; so bare with me. I may have run on sentences in trying to describe what I'm seeing. Here it goes:

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DREAM START
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The dream starts off with me driving from my house with a few of my really close friends to get something at a store in town (about 10 miles away). The air feels different on this day and the sky is overcast. The house I'm driving from feels like my current house, but looks different. There are some aspects of it that are exactly the same but the structure of the house is completely different; the lot my house is sitting on is also unfamiliar.

As we get out of the car when we arrive at a store, I look up at the sky and everything turns to night within seconds (in a quick fading effect, it wasn't like a light switch) and then it fades back to day. The entire sky continues pulsating from dark to light for a few minutes - I can feel a VERY faint vibration every time it starts to fade from one to the other and the vibration carries a very tiny sound with it.

During this time, a huge cyclone type of cloud comes down (it looks like a tornado, but it's not). I can feel my heart starting to race because when it turns dark, the cyclone gets pitch black. Imagine the darkest, scariest clouds you'll ever see during a storm, and that's the color of this cyclone. I feel that this thing carries so much power, that it strikes fear into me. The sky lights up one final time and the cyclone is completely gone, but everything around us seems to have been abandoned. There are stalled cars all around us, and we don't see any people. It's a very lonely feeling I'm getting.

We get back into the car and start to race home, swerving between all the stalled, driver-less cars. It feels almost like my car is the only one working. A few minutes later, we start getting pursued by a couple of other cars that attempt to run us off the road, but they end up spinning out of control off the side of the road in their failed attempt. I get home and park the car and immediately as soon as we get out of my car, the military surrounds us and our home with these very weird barricading vehicles. They are heavily armored hummers, but have been modified to link together when parked one behind the other. This link builds a VERY powerful wall. A soldier steps out of one of the hummers and says, "Sir, don't worry about a thing, we're here to help". I feel comfortable with them being here, but I'm cautious as to why they are protecting me as well.

I walk into my house and see my mom, dad, wife, baby boy, all my friends that were in the car with me, and some other family friends. I start trying to explain what we saw as I walked out to my balcony and started asking if anybody else had seen what we saw. Before I got an answer, I looked to my left and saw a cow standing on it's hind legs and looking towards the distance. I look at what it's looking at, and notice a flock of birds in the distance, heading my way. They start pecking me all over my body, and it hurts, but the cow tells me to be still, that they are ridding me of all my sin to prepare me for being God's soldier and for what is to come. The cow then tells me to drink milk directly from it (unpasteurized milk) so that the cleansing process can be fully complete and then I wake up.
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DREAM END
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In my other post, someone posted:


So I take it you are a Christian.


And my response was this:


Well, kinda. If you had to put a label on what I believe, it would be along the lines of a Christian faith, but I hate religion. I believe what I believe and call it my faith, and don't like to associate it with a religion label.

I don't push my belief on anyone and don't consider myself any higher than anyone else. It's a wonderful thing to have a true belief in anything nowadays, so for anyone who has a true belief in something, whether it's what I believe or not is something I love to see.

So again, kinda - but at the same time, not so much.


I've always been interested in understanding dreams and their meanings.

Awww... I was hoping for more depth in your analysis. Yes, it was hilarious. But, it is frought with meaning... please share!!!

I was living in a Vision and the following prophetic, apocalyptic message came to me.
When I came out of the Vision, I was talking to my mother about some of the things I saw and knew about the future...and she was judging me crazy and mentally I`ll. She probably won`t remember because she has no memory.
I first asked her if my sister was pregnant yet, before she told me she was. Not too prophetic, and resonably predictable...but...
I then, as I did not know how long I had beeen out of it, I pointedly asked her if Steve had his stroke yet.
My mother is a reject and didn`t know what I was talking about, so while I am talking she is composing her next rebuttal and compassionate speech to her insane son, and requesting that I take medication, instead of fucking listening to what I was saying.
I had a repettive vision of my cousin who was in the seminary, studying to become a Catholic Priest, going up a winding staircase to pray. And the vision repeated a few times and I could see him in his brown robe, tied by a cord and wearing sandals, lumbering up a spiral staircase and praying, as is the tradition of the Capucin Monks.
He has a certified disorder that causes accelerated weight gain, and in essence he is Fat. Pretty Fat. Hes been greatly overweight since his youth. Aside from that he was just an average person.
So, because of the vision I had where I was told, not by sudgestion, or mythical voices, or faries in my head, I was ALONE, fully immersed in a vision, and I was instructed that Steve was going to have a stroke while walking up the church steps.
So I pointedly asked my mother if Steve had had his stroke yet, and got some vague response.
I assumed the vision meant my cousin Steve because of his weight, and also because of the quasi-religious nature of many of my visions.
So, I gave up my inquiry.
Many months later I was at a co-worker, Pauls birthday party, hes both work associate and friend. I have known him forever and he has substance abuse problems and women problems, and fatherhood problems, but he`s a great person, and an excellent person to work with. He taught me a great many things on the job, and about life.
Paul dosen`t like going out in public, he hate it. He hates government, wont get bank account, pay taxes, or credit cards, drivers liscence or even go to the dentist.
And somebody that knew his from before I did, called him Steve. I didn`t really understand WTF was being said because I was wasted, but My Aunts brother was calling Paul Steve.
So, I asked him directly, Tim, did you just call Paul, Steve, or Why did you call paul Steven
And Tim tells me that Pauls real name is Steven, and that Paul is his middle name. As long as I`ve known him and as far as anyone talking to him I only ever knew him as Paul.
So, I was like, WTF, Is your real name Steven.
He admitted it and told me that he hated the name Steve and had forsaken it. He apparently hated the name Steve and told me to never call him by that name.
I have searched my memory form birth, and I can recall things from when I was Three years old, but I have no recollection of knowing his name was Steve, although I get a feint memory that at one point, he may have told me his real name in passing, back 15 years or more previous to this, but it was totally forgotten by me and I only ever knew him as Paul. I couldn`t give him warning or a heads up on the stroke vision because it was already too late.
It diddn`t really click at first, but as I contemplated this I came to realize the vision was not about my cousin Steve, but rather about Paul.
About a month after I asked my mother about the vision of Steve having a stroke walking up the church steps, and a full two months after my visions had ended, I went to my cousins wedding.
Everything seemed cool ,and I was excited that paul actually came out and was there because aside from necessities and work, he don`t go nowhere.
Well, now that I knew his real first name, after the fact,I was completely in shock because at the wedding of my cousin, the Reception was held in a hall accessed through the church, and Paul (Steven) had a stroke walking up the church steps, he was hospitalized, and lost vision in one eye, and has no feeling on one half of his body.
Ipieced it all togather from meory after the fact, and I was dumbfounded beyond belief.

Had a dream last night that I was going shopping in Freeport. It was a nice day and all of a sudden it was raining ash. I couldn't see to drive and I crashed off a bridge into the water. I tried to push the window down to get out but, my arms were frozen.


have you been reading about volcanic activity lately?

Had a dream last night that I was going shopping in Freeport. It was a nice day and all of a sudden it was raining ash. I couldn't see to drive and I crashed off a bridge into the water. I tried to push the window down to get out but, my arms were frozen.


have you been reading about volcanic activity lately?

Yes, but after I had the dream.

I would like to hear feedback from all of you regarding your prophetic and/or apocalyptic dreams. I have had several throughout my life, all with the same theme and would like to see if other are having a similar experience.

I am a psychology major so this interests me on a scientific level, but it also interests me on a much deeper level because I cannot attribute these dreams simply to a psychological dilemma or type of human condition. I think they mean way more than that. I have my theory which I can explain later. I plan to include it in my book that I am writing.

I would also like to know if those of you who have prophetic or apocalyptic dreams have also had UFO experiences or other paranormal experiences at any point in your life. Also, please share if you have had severe trauma in your life at some point and if the dreams happened before or after the event.

What do you all think? And if you have had prophetic or apocalyptic dreams, can you describe them here for me?

thanks!!

I am interested. Daydreams are lucid dreams and/or visions. Very applicable. Please share.

Yes, I have had prophetic dreams about the coming Zombie apocalypse. I know in my heart that it it coming soon. I have stocked my bunker with 3 shotguns and hundreds of shells. People think I am crazy but didn't they think Noah was crazy for preparing for the Great Flood? Hmmm?

Anyway Jesus has warned me and I am ready.

Are you interested in "daydreams" as well?

What if someone can't distinguish between what they learned while they were awake and what they learned while asleep.

Are you still interested?


I am interested. Daydreams are lucid dreams and/or visions. Very applicable. Please share.



First:
1/21/09 + 1290 days (Daniel 12:11) = 8/3/12 (Last day of Obama's 50th year.)
1/21/09 = 1335 (Daniel 12:12) = 9/17/12 (Rosh Hashana)

Then:
Learned that President Chester Arthur served precisely 1260 days (42 months)- Rev 13:5

Then:
Learned that neither Obama or Chester Arthur were Natural Born Citizens among other uncanny similarities:
[link to naturalborncitizen.wordpress.com]


Much more:
Thread: Pres. C. Arthur served for 42 mo. as predicted by REVELATION! Both he and OBAMA were British citizens at birth! (Guess what’s next)





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