1. I was in Socials Studies class, and I was doing test which I came late to. There were only two questions, the first one being to “Analyze the following text”. I don’t recall there being a picture accompanying this test. The sentences were very Thomas Pynchon-esque (a month before this incident, I tried to read the first chapter of Gravity’s Rainbow), shockingly unlike the poetry or stories I usually write. I almost wish I could go back and retain these sentences just to see if I could write a book out of this dream. “They were a very advanced species… mustang” is pretty much I can remember. It was probably not like that at all. But as I read through this difficult passage, I started, in my dream, to imagine the pictures it described. I see, in my own dreamagination, the Earth being slowly engulfed by water. Only a few round patches of land remained, and then my imagination was zoomed into one of these patches North of East (I wagered it was Europe or something) and a pair of highly-advanced monkeys dressed in Star Trek or some other kind of Space uniform approached two men. One of the men asked “Why are you doing this?”, since obviously, monkeys as we know do not swim and shouldn’t have the intention of killing off everything (including their friendly uncles) in their home planet. In short, the PASSAGE (or my imagination) WAS VIVIDLY DESCRIBING ADVANCED MONKEYS IMMERSING THE ENTIRE EARTH IN H2O.

2. Now, this dream I had this just this morning. I dreamt parts of it just before the alarm clock rang and I just kept pressing the snooze button. But the dream proceeded with frightening continuity. I was in my house and talking to people on MSN. Apparently, if we were in really a really hot weather or something, caused by global warming or something the earth would go supernova. That’s what my dreamagination visualized. A red Earth blowing up from within. Can you imagine what would happen if the weather was really cold? There were words being tossed around, like Reflection and Refraction in the news on the internet and on TV. But I knew they meant explosion and implosion.

So it was pretty dark outside and a visitor has come to our house and sat in the living room. He had a weird moustache and wore a grey suit. He was a little chubby, and I took no notice of him at first. I was repeatedly telling my dad not to cook. If he cooked at a temperature too high the entire Earth would implode! My dad didn’t believe it, so the man, or maybe my dad himself (isn’t that bizarre?) opened the door to reveal a snow storm, which blew inside the house. It didn’t blow in STRAIGHT. It refracted at an angle. The man (or my dad) informed the camera (my scope of vision) that if the whether refracts, it means the world will collapse in itself. So now my dad was carefully adjusting the dials to the oven or cooker. I couldn’t watch (because it was as if the fate of all living things on earth’s lives were in his hands). I went upstairs and the man in the grey suit WAS LOOKING AT MY CONVERSATIONS I was having with others. I was pretty angry. I don’t really know what happened next, but I know I saw, repeatedly the image of the world imploding on itself. It was like there was a small black whole sucking the whole Earth in, making it look like a custard being sucked into a tiny vacuum cleaner. And then I was again reminded of the supernova explosion, but I knew what the “actually happened”. Somehow, implosions were so much worse. It looked so grotesque, as if our faces, just like Earth, were melting into itself, slowly being drawn inward. Realistically, if the world actually ended, I wouldn’t be able to see the Earth imploding. When I woke up, I felt afraid to jump take heavy strides.

The reason I think I had this dream was because I was about to do a Physics final, which I have just completed. I don’t think I did very well at all.

Then we started a training, we all got next to the table thing. We were practicing keeping our face and body a certain way while doing stuff. Captain went around checked everything seemed good. It seemed to go one for a few minutes, then we switched to singing for some reason. I switched where I was from at the end of the table thing next to the beach, to the next side on the right almost to the other end. I think it was so I could hear the song better. I can’t remember the song, but it was playing 100% fine in the background, and I couldn’t remember some of the words to it. When I finally started singing and the song ended, the captain said,” Well we know he can at least sing the one parts.” was talking about a regular part of the song, not a high pitched one, I stated that I sucked at high pitch.

We then were about to start another training thing, and I’m guessing we already practiced shooting a bow. But shock burst through everything, something was in the air. It was some kind of organism, possible thought of alien, I can’t make a very good description of it. But it was well sized. We started shooting arrows at it and we were having a very hard time hitting it. We ended up hiding under a lip on the bunker table thing. It got a lot closer, and the captain shouted, “ grab your clawed gauntlets and helmets.” which they popped out of the lip on the bunker. I never grabbed them, and the thing was now right next to me. It killed someone in front of me, and had a knife. I grabbed its arm and the knife and just held it there. It was then I realized it was a human arm. But it confused me as to how I could hold it there without it fleeing or being able to overpower me.

That went on for about a minute, and I think I let it go, and it quickly flew away into the foggy mist infront of me. It looked like there was some kind of rock wall there, natural not human made. Like a hill. It seemed we all started to chase it and then it switched to the future I think.

We were in a giant building, and it seemed to almost be an appartment area for the people of whatever this place was. Such as the staff housing. The room looked very nice, but it was rather dark and at night. The thing that attacked us before, they were inside the building now. I was walking out of my room and into a hall, and I think into another room and saw one. I threw milk on it some how and it ended up killing it so we then knew that milk killed it. I was running around, the place seemed vacant.

I went down stairs, and yet again the place was huge, it had a spiral staircase going down, solid and not able to see through it. There was a girl talking on the phone, it felt like I had some connection to her. I went back up the stairs a little, and threw something that looked like no-bake cookie mix into my room and I heard something make a noise, and I was 100% it to be one of the things. I told the girl to run, now. We started running down the bottom level hallway, the rooms everywhere were dark.

As we were running, we ran through a room and the girl said, “ Is this the right laboratory? Cause we need to find it.” but it seemed it wasn’t. I tried to shut the doors and stuff, it felt like the thing was right behind us. Non of the doors matched up to close, they were all uneven for some reason. We kept running and got into a room that looked like a parking lot almost. There were about 6 foundation pillars. We came in and ran to the right side of the room, and I saw stairs leading up to a very small level above the door on the left. There was a pile of glass on the front of the stairs.

I jumped over the side of them, and the girl followed with me, we got up to the top level. It all looked to be cement, but it looked very very unstable with holes and drooping floor. We felt something jump and stick under us on the cement. It started turning a very faint red color, and I heard,” analysis, can’t break through structure.” which to me ofcourse meant it can’t break through the cement. I moved over a little to the right, and the thing followed me. I jumped back over to the girl and made her get in the corner, then went back over. The weight of the creature seemed to be dragging the floor down under me. And then either the floor of my part broke or I jumped down the hole.

I somehow found myself with a sword, to be exact the longer of a double set of black swords. What I saw was two German Shepards, I think one ran at me and I hit it with the sword and it back away, and then the other came in. I grabbed it by the throat, sort of like I grabbed the arm in the camp. I could feel its airway completely unable to breath, the other dog ran away. The dog in my hand felt as if it should be dead, but it wasn’t. It was here I concluded that whatever was here, had some kind of parasite that took over organisms. I cut the head of the dog off and I believe a greenish liquid sprayed out when I let go. It felt as if I now got younger.

I started running out of the room, back through the hall way but this time I looked closer to the rooms. It seemed to have a wooden frame with chicken wire, and something inside of it, I ran past that one. The next one I looked into was like that but the door was open, and a pig was inside. It made a noise and I started to run as it chased me. It stopped after a moment. About half way down the hallway I turned left into a tunnel that was built like the other rooms. I looked to the left.

I saw some girl, larger in size. She was saying something about something of hers but I got the feeling of bad. I started to run, jumped up and started climbing on the chicken wire. I climbed into the ceiling which was more of a mesh screen metal. I kept climbing for a while, the girl was walking behind me singing as if to taunt, it was something about taking me I think. The rooms changed and I was in a much bigger area, still climbing on the ceiling. It was seeming to get close to the end. The girl still following, and I could see the door out. I knocked something over, I think to try to slow down the girl. She was shocked at this and said something of being fired. I jumped down and ran out the door, it was plain day out, nothing odd. The girl was now running after me talking of why not, I’m going to get fired now anyway. As she got close I would slightly slash at her arm, not damaging too much. This happened a few times. We were running on a side walk, I got to a cross walk to get across the road and a few people were standing there. Then I woke up.

Things I see weird about this dream is first, the song. It was a dream, the song was playing clear as a bell, and I couldn’t remember all of the lyrics. It was my dream, I should have been able to remember.

Second, the thing and me hanging onto its arm. It was my right arm hanging onto the thing, and it seemed I had no problem with it. This also happened with the dog as well, I could fit one hand around its neck, but this time it was my left hand.

I’ve had this dream before, it seems like I had it a while ago, but I’m not sure. But, I do know I’ve had it before.

It seems that ever since I had the dream where I was telling people about my dreams, and then was running somewhere to show them something, my dreams have been replaying.

The second dream was about a  ring around the sun. I woke up (in my dream) and the sun was surrounded by a neon blue and red ring. I spent all day watching these rings and they would get very large, and then very small. Sometimes the red one would wrap itself around the sun. I called my mother and told her, and she told me not to read the newspaper. So I went out and got a paper, and it said the world was ending, with a picture of global warming on the front. I then remember where I live (central United States) freezing over, and New York turning very hot. I also had visions of lots of water in this dream. I also remember seeing a reflection of my face, scarred and contorted, in a mirror in my dream. The reflection scared me.

On the drive back from a Florida vacation at Panama Beach, a small crop duster air plane was playing chicken with my van.  I knew in my gut something was wrong.  By the way, it was May, 2000.  I told my husband to call the police.  He said, “And say what?  That a crop duster is playing chicken with our van?”  I said, “Yes.”  Well, he refused.  I took the cell phone and called 911.  I was headed up North 167.  I told them where I was, and they said they’d take care of it.  The rest is history.  My gut instincts have always served me well as an adult.  GOD is my guiding light and I know that.  However, getting people to listen to you is another story.

I’ve dreamed of Jesus, coming to pass judgement.  He was in my dream, questioning my every thought.  He gives us dreams to see how our hearts react.  I dreamed he was on top of a rainbow and clouds, moving across the most beautiful sunset I’d ever imagined.  He did not speak to me then, but he passed me and I felt at peace.  Then, I was walking down the street where I grew up, and all of these dead bodies were all over.  I didn’t know anyone.  They were just all of these bodies.  Suddenly, I was sitting on top of a hill, on top of an old cabin with my daughter and some other people I didn’t know.  I heard screaming.  I saw all of these wild animals like lions and tigers, chasing people and eating them.  There were deer and zebra, squirrels, birds, and many other animals of prey, yet the carnivorous animals just chased the humans and ate them.  At first I was terrified, but the animals just passed me by, like my fear.  Then I was in a meadow with my daughter and some kids.  I wasn’t a body, but a spirit.  Everything looked like people and animals, but we were all just spirits.  We were at peace with one another.

Maybe this sounds crazy to people, I can’t quite explain it, but whoever has hurt me physically in body has improved my soul immensely.  I’ve learned so many lessons from life.  GOD has shown me through tragedy how to  truly give and expect nothing.  He has given me faith that he does have a plan.  With the life I grew up in, I could have just as easily gone in the other direction, hating and spreading violence.  GOD gave me a light inside to help people.  He gave me the ability to forgive and help others.  I don’t know why he saved me.  Truly, I’m nothing and noone special, yet he did.  For his gifts, I am truly grateful.

I used to pray to GOD.  When I was a nurse, I took care of this adorable little girl with cerebral palsy.  This girl had a super intelligent mind, but was trapped in a body that didn’t work, a cage.  I prayed to GOD, saying, “If you just let this little girl walk, I’ll give up my legs.”  I was grown and had a family.  I shouldn’t have done that.  Ask and you shall recieve.  As a middle-aged adult, it was discovered that I have a rare form of spina bifida.  I have an occult sacral meningocele which is eroding away my sacrum and compressing my nerves.  Sometimes, I’m in tremendous physical pain.  Eventually, I won’t be able to walk.  I trip and fall a lot.  And yes, the little girl can walk with assistive devices.  That is something neurologists said would never happen in a million years, because her motor center in her brain was ravaged by the CP.  In my quest for glory and vanity, I asked GOD to take my legs, so he accomidated me.  He also let her walk.  I was so stupid and vain.  What I should’ve realized was that GOD already knows what we need.  Prayer to him is a slap in the face.  We should just thank him and go on our way.  If I was going to pray for someone else, that little girl, I should’ve asked GOD to let us walk together.  Now I ask for forgiveness and will he let us walk together in heaven.

I could go on forever with stories people.  The truth is, there is a GOD.  He is the literal light of the world in every sense.  When we are no longer needed to serve here, that is when he brings us home.  The only things worthy of life are love and kindness.  The rest is darkness.  That’s all.

My first dream wasn’t all that vague. I felt better than ever. I was very active in worship and prayer. Friends started coming to me if they were in need of advice – something unheard of prior to my “detox”. I read my Bible regularly, in attempt to learn more about God and His plan(at this point I don’t believe I’d read Revelation yet. Keep in mind, I still smoked cigarettes, believing them to be harmless(soul-wise). One night, around the time I started feeling very close to God, I had a dream:

(In my dreams, I sometimes don’t have my own real-life opinions or beliefs, sometimes they’re assumed or made-up, beyond my control) Everything was a shade of red. I guess you could say everything seemed to be in a redish-sepia tone video. Everyone was walking around during the day. The sky was red and cloudy…kind of like being on mars(I guess?). Strangely, everyone seemed to know that the end was coming. N body was working, it seemed like everybody crowded together in groups, waiting for the end. Believers knew it to be the Biblical end, but many just thought it was the end of Earth, no strings attached, not planned, natures own doing. I was scared. Not because I hadn’t confessed my sins, and asked forsalvation, but because I was scared of the pain I would feel. I thought that the world would explode or something. I thought I would have an agonizing death before rising to enter Heaven. On the other hand, I was fully confident that I was going to Heaven. I had no doubt in my mind that I was sin-free. All of a sudden, I was in another scene. I had skipped all that had taken place. I was simply in a dark land. It seemed I was in a line, facing the fence of a haunted house. The fence was black, the trees were dead and black, the sky above me and the ground beneath me were all in shades of black and gray. It was scary. I heard evil laughing and screaming of people. Soon I neared the gate. One person was left ahead of me. They entered the building(which was more of a small open-roofed stadium). I could see the man. There was a thing in the middle. It seemed to take a wicked shape to depict the soul of the man before it. This man’s soul was very wicked, and so the object roared and opened up a hole beneath the man, allowing him to fall in an abyss. I thought it to be the hole to hell. I stepped up for my judgement. I was slightly scared now…wondering if I had truly been sorry for ALL of my sins. The object turned into a king-looking figure. (during this dream I remember thinking this object was God, making his judgement by manifesting our sins into a vision that appeared before me) The King commended me for my piousness. However, just as I thought I was ready to enter Heaven, the king asked me if i had been smoking cigarettes. I thought about lying, but decided if I were to be cast into hell, I should go telling the truth. So I did. I told him I had smoked, and that I was sorry. The king commended me for telling the truth, and let me pass through into heaven. After that I remember walking into a city seeing some of my friends and family. After that, I don’t remember anything.

Long story short, I kept smoking, and that led me back to drinking, and that led me back to pot, and that led me to stop going to church out of guilt. That led me to stop praying and reading about God, and pretty soon He wasn’t even really in my thoughts anymore. Soon I had another dream of the end.

This dream was much like the last environment-wise. I was on a long stretch of road surrounded by marsh in a small, childhood community I lived in. I the sky was clear and then it turned red, I could see fire and lava shoot into the air from a distance….maybe thousands of miles away, but high enough to block my veiw of the sun. The sky turned red and cloudy. The lava and fire was getting closer, much like a giant tsunami coming in slowly but surely.  I was scared. I got on my knees to pray as I felt the air getting hotter and hotter. All I could say is “Jesus save me” over and over. Short pathetic prayers because I knew I was about to die. All that time I was living in sin and now that the end was coming, I was scared of what was in store. All of a sudden I was ingulfed in the curtain of pure heat and flame. I remember melting into it, and then I woke up.

These were my dreams. Like I said, I see them as signs now. I may not be sure of how the end will come, but I do know that when it comes, I’d like to be ready. I’m not sure whether smoking a cigarette is sinful. I feel like having any addiction is detrimental, if not sinful. And I learned through experience that if you hold on to one addiction, everything else will come right back. I think the first dream was a warning of that. Had I quit everything, I wouldn’t have been drawn back to my other addictions.  And had the second dream actually ocurred, I feel like I would have been prepared for it better if I had’ve headed my first dream’s advice(not to smoke).

Soooo those were my apocalyptic dreams. Both might possibly have been from God. If either of them were…hey, maybe that’s how it’ll happen(maybe just certain pieces). Maybe they were just signs, manifested in my own idea of how it’ll all go down. Who knows? Anyway…just thought I’d share. I’ve found this site very informational and entertaining. No matter what truth or possibility any story has, I find each one appealing, as I find great mystery surrounding the end of the world. As I said, all I know is what people have told me.

Dream 1

It began about fall of last year and the start of my dream series.

The dream scape was old, musty, moldy yet technologically advanced than what we have today. There were lots of books in language that I don’t know but the dream me knows and actively sought out books in the library where majority of the beginning of my dream revolves around. Researching. It was in a castle. A school of sorts with lots of vines and moss and it was relatively dark. It seems to be set in the middle ages or the time before. For some reason, several people were telling me that something is coming and I have to run or get away yet some people, and my own reluctance, were preventing me from leaving.

I was then hearing things. Voices. Whispers that were haunting me, trying to get me. Then suddenly I realized that I was in a mad chase where I’m running away from something unknown but it gripped my heart in fear. I kept looking back while I run to check who was chasing me but the voice of the chaser kept following me. Somehow or another, there was a rose maze and in my desperation, 2 pairs of white wings sprouted from my back and I started to fly in a frenzy to the market place, away from the castle. There were people (my friends and a supposed love interest in dream) tried to help me but they were brought down. Halfway through flying, my feathers started to molt and fall off. The skin covering the bones of the wings started to burn and decompose and I fell several feet above the ground and broke a few bones. Some parts of the wing bones are visible and a pile of white feathers(that molted off from my wings) were scattered in a pile around me. I saw a split second of darkness and I found myself in the hall of the castle and I was trapped in a huge cage.

People were watching from a distance and crying and screaming my dream me name. I was crying in fear and was trying desperately to find hope. Then I heard the same harsh voice that said, ‘No matter how many lives you have or go through. No matter how much you run from me. I WILL find you and you CAN’T escape.’ Then a whole swamp of greenish flies from different directions got into the cage and clustered together. They shot through my stomach and morphed into a broadsword that was glowing with green flames and words (unreadable to me but readable to dream me that is apparently the name of a Devil) and burned my body alive in agony. I woke up and felt severely sick. My stomach also felt like something went through it and my body was in cold sweat.

Dream 2

This dream took place on Christmas eve- Christmas day

It is a pretty short one for this but it shows of 2 world that I am able to get into. One is our physical world and another, the somewhat spiritual world via mirror. In this dream, I am also somewhat a researcher, always surrounded by books in the spiritual world. The world is like the ruins of Aztec of sorts and have lots of lingering spirits, djinns and the likes. There are people who are able to travel in because they have accepted ’special powers’. The me in my dream had the gift of nullification, barrier/shield and spirit-body separation. They can be done both in the spiritual world and human world. In the physical world, there is a location, a beach to be exact, that have strange sightings and people being missing or turning up dead. I and my group of friends went to check things out and I acted as a bait (since my body goes into hibernation mode after soul separation). However, after my soul came out of my body, I felt this great sense of sadness and regret from the surroundings. Its like, the feelings of those lost souls and the beach just flowed into me. When the high tide came in, spirits claimed the beach and took lives with them back when the high tide was about to leave. I followed them, almost hypnotized and I looked back to my body and friends with great longing- as though I wouldn’t see them again. Teared, turned my back and walk into the sea and I woke up with a tingling feeling (in a bad sense) and cold sweat again.

Dream 3

Scarily enough, this dream took place on the eve to the day of new year and it somewhat depicts the final war between God and Satan. At least in my opinion. I’m not sure if its a response from God because I prayed to him that I am at a crossroad and I’m starting to lose faith in Him and I asked him to show me the path and renew my faith in God.

In there, my mom decided to bring our whole family to supposedly Cebu much to my dream me annoyance. (Prior to this dream I have no idea where Cebu is or of its existence) While sitting in the bus, traveling to our hotel, the location was dark, dusty and in construction. There were several people in black clothing of all sorts that were hanging around and staring at us ferociously as though they want to devour the tourists. Dream me was extremely on guard and suspicious. Like a nagging instinct that keeps yelling ‘SOMETHING IS WRONG! GET AWAY FROM HERE NOW’. On the way, there was a beautiful old church (that’s somewhat destroyed) was surrounded by more people in black that were sneering and glaring at us. Suddenly, as though we’ve gotten out of a huge rain cloud, the town became sunny, bright and warm. And I was even more suspicious when I noticed that those in black did not dare to step past the invisible line of territory.

We entered the hotel and the interior is like a church. Huge and magnificent. Lots of lighting, statues of saints, angels, Jesus, Virgin Mary and the likes. There were gold trimmings and the rest of it is made up of white marble and the design was almost Greek with a slight Roman taste. There was an opening prep talk by a priest and I’ve noticed ‘unclean’ things mingling amongst human, cursing them, possessing them and stuff. Dream me was alarmed and when one tried to do something to dream me, dream me started to speak psalms, bible passages, sing hymns and recite prayers instinctively to exorcise them.  Dream me then went to confront the tour guide and found out that the town was infested and is the first place in Asia to be attacked by Satan’s minions. It marks the start of the apocalypse and all tour guides were to be trained with basic priesthood training to help protect tourists. Dream-me was noticed after a few situations whereby I was forced to exorcise and lift curses though dream me was unable to cast out devils that have possessed human bodies as I, a female, am unclean. I then joined the Vatican -exorcise order- against my wishes (due to my innate instinctual ability), by force and was given a code name.

There were 3 robes given for initiation. One is the Mass or ceremonial robe (pure white priest garb for mass with golden linings but no marking for mine), another is a black sister-nun outfit and the last is a simple white dress for cleansing ritual as the me in dream is often tainted and have to go through several cleansing ritual each time I got tainted.

Dream me’s personality is much more harsher than mine and much more vicious though the violent tendency is still relatively the same. Halfway through though, dream me is able to combust demons upon skin contact. Several time, dream me met this guy in black coat that seems to be a relatively high rank person of the other faction and is able to curse and defeat me till a brink of death. Each curse makes a part of my body to turn into dry clay and be cracked and crumble, so I have to be rushed into the cleansing ritual tub (more like a whole open-air greek bathroom) for at least 3 days or more alone. Last before I awoke, the high priest was mentioning that although dream me have great potential, I am also a cursed being that created a whole lot of limitations.

Dream 4

About April or May, I dreamt that I was surrounded by wolves. Or rather, the wolves sought me out and I felt a pull towards them which led me to the area that the dwell in during a full moon. In there, it seems like the pack of wolves and dream were linked and formed a pack with each other with me sitting in the middle and the wolves surrounded me in a tamed manner, next to a lake or stream. Then the environment changed to me kneeling down in a subdued manner with the top part of my back naked and one white wing out on my right while my left was saw and ripped out. The area where the left wing was removed then had a seal burned into my skin in the traditional manner to brand me as a ’seal’ or ‘cursed’ person. When I woke up in cold sweat, the area where the seal was burned at, it was tingling in an eerie manner as though to remind me – yes, it did happened. It wasn’t just a dream.

And I noticed that majority of my dreams showed that I have a sort of seal or cursed placed on me and it keeps emphasizing the fact that dream me is a cursed/marked individual and I’m really worried as to what it means. I tried looking up at dream dictionaries and symbolism but I honestly draw no links to them. If anybody is able to analyze them for me, it would be most helpful!

Thank you in advance!