I had a very vivid earthquake dream on April 21, 2011. My friend Auriel and I got to my parent's house after being out for a bit and I was getting ready to take her home, we walked downstairs and realized there was Christmas music playing, we both remarked that this was really weird, it wasn't even Christmas, and I think Hark The Herald Angels Sing was playing, but I can't remember, all I know is that it was an old religious Christmas song.

We both kind of shrugged it off and went outside to get in my car so I could take her back to her house. It was a Sunday afternoon at about 7:40pm, the sun was setting and the weather was nice, everything was peaceful and it felt like it was the perfect end to a perfect day.

Then, all of a sudden we felt the ground shake, first just barely and then it escalated to be about 10 times more intense, Auriel told me to get out of the car, we both bailed, and then I saw a vision of fiery destruction, and the surface of the earth being torn apart, it was the most devastating quake that I had ever seen, as it pretty much changed the planet, entire mountains disappeared, the ground dropped thousands of feet. It was unbelievable. I was able to watch the destruction and escape it because I was somehow disembodied. I was almost certain that this was the end of this world as we know it, when I realized this, I woke up.

One of the weirdest things about this dream was that it was merely the ending to a much bigger dream filled with travelling, hanging out with friends and just general every day things. The last part of the dream was hanging out at the Satellite (a local diner) and then leaving to go back to this house, which may or may not be my parent's house. I kind of felt that it was. I also thought it was weird that I could see the time in the dream, clocks aren't supposed to make sense in the dream world, just a very strange dream.

Then just the other night I had another earthquake dream in which two 7 magnitude quakes and an 8 struck somewhere in the US.