03-02-2011, 09:40 PM
it was the second night in a row when I woke at 4:38 - this time I had a dream that lingered on which I "lived" vividely before and still after - here it goes:
it started with me riding a bus in my home towm (I don't live there anylonger) and suddenly there was a message coming through via the radio and tv screen in the bus that declared a state of emergency and that everyone should go home - no details can be told so far, but will be in due course. upon hearing this I looked outside the window of the bus and saw that the snow caps on top of the mountains were melting - rapidly - it was like waterfalls coming down from the top, massive waterfalls and my first thought was it's all gonna get flooded...then I was home at my parents house and my grandmother (who no longer is with us - actually for 20 years not) was brought into the house next door - she looked weak but we did not go to see her. we tried to figure out what was going on, looking at the mountains where water was still gushing down and heading outside to look at the waterlevel of the river close to the house. it was not rising though. it all made no sense - we thought it will come and started to barricade stuff around the lower floors and cellar of the house to keep out the water and mud once it would rise and hit the house. it was very warm albeit it was not spring or summer yet. then suddenly we were standing in the living room and my mum was there and pointing out of the window screaming "here it comes" - i looked out and saw a "fire ball" and thought that this is it, a meteor gonna hit our house and this will be it - the "fire ball" came through the window without destroying it and turned into a red/pinkish balloon. we looked outside and could see more and more of these. they all had "weather balloon" written on them...suddenly my Dad and my brother had a fight and my Dad kicked my brother out of the house, my mum was gone as well - not sure where to. and I was back in the town I live now - but not in my flat but in a house with big windows and pigdeon gathering underneath the roof - loads of them, being pretty excited they were. I looked outside and saw people on the streets, ginger haired people and they all were bleeding from their skin and they saw me looking and they yelled at me "it all starts with blood" and "keep out of the sun". I called my family and told them to stay at home and not to get out of the house. I still did not know where my brother was although I spoke to him and was feeling very anxious and the feeling was still there that my grandma was around...all in all there was a feeling of being along and then not...hard to explain...
And then I slowly got out of the dream - it was 4:38 - I did not wake with a bang but slowly and more "living" it all - I wrote down what I could remember but there was much more, this time there was a lot of talking and discussing going on, I can remember that it was but I can't remember the exact words...
it started with me riding a bus in my home towm (I don't live there anylonger) and suddenly there was a message coming through via the radio and tv screen in the bus that declared a state of emergency and that everyone should go home - no details can be told so far, but will be in due course. upon hearing this I looked outside the window of the bus and saw that the snow caps on top of the mountains were melting - rapidly - it was like waterfalls coming down from the top, massive waterfalls and my first thought was it's all gonna get flooded...then I was home at my parents house and my grandmother (who no longer is with us - actually for 20 years not) was brought into the house next door - she looked weak but we did not go to see her. we tried to figure out what was going on, looking at the mountains where water was still gushing down and heading outside to look at the waterlevel of the river close to the house. it was not rising though. it all made no sense - we thought it will come and started to barricade stuff around the lower floors and cellar of the house to keep out the water and mud once it would rise and hit the house. it was very warm albeit it was not spring or summer yet. then suddenly we were standing in the living room and my mum was there and pointing out of the window screaming "here it comes" - i looked out and saw a "fire ball" and thought that this is it, a meteor gonna hit our house and this will be it - the "fire ball" came through the window without destroying it and turned into a red/pinkish balloon. we looked outside and could see more and more of these. they all had "weather balloon" written on them...suddenly my Dad and my brother had a fight and my Dad kicked my brother out of the house, my mum was gone as well - not sure where to. and I was back in the town I live now - but not in my flat but in a house with big windows and pigdeon gathering underneath the roof - loads of them, being pretty excited they were. I looked outside and saw people on the streets, ginger haired people and they all were bleeding from their skin and they saw me looking and they yelled at me "it all starts with blood" and "keep out of the sun". I called my family and told them to stay at home and not to get out of the house. I still did not know where my brother was although I spoke to him and was feeling very anxious and the feeling was still there that my grandma was around...all in all there was a feeling of being along and then not...hard to explain...
And then I slowly got out of the dream - it was 4:38 - I did not wake with a bang but slowly and more "living" it all - I wrote down what I could remember but there was much more, this time there was a lot of talking and discussing going on, I can remember that it was but I can't remember the exact words...