10-30-2014, 09:55 PM
Ironic follow-up to my previous 'Apocalypse of End' dream I posted the other day (from 2010). I had not told anyone about it until I posted it, and then hadn't really dwelled on it since. Irony is that I have no had a follow-up to it, that explains a facet of it to me.
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I must preface this dream, in that I am not religious - though not Atheist. I am very secular in general belief.
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I am in an empty auditorium, and while standing in the middle, I can see a large map of the U.S. which appears to be affixed to one of the walls. No one but myself is in the room. Suddenly, a red swastika forms on the map and grows to span the same area as my previous dream, from Canada down into Northern Mexico and across most of the U.S.
Then, the swastika is removed, and a giant 'PLUS' sign ('+') is placed where the swastika was. The vertical bar (up and down) runs between the Dakotas and Minnesota, down to Oklahoma City, and on to Houston Texas. The Horizontal Line runs from Virginia Beach Virginia to Las Vegas, and then down to Los Angeles. The color is a deep red once completed.
The 'plus' stays now, and slowly, one leg at a time, it grows 'an extension' at the end of each 'arm'. The first 'arm' is from Houston, out into the Gulf to where the BP oil spill was at. Simultaneously, I see '111', then it goes away, then it comes back again '111' (in the middle of the map). Now, it stays, and I see another arm 'growing' from the Virginia Beach area (approximate) up towards D.C., NYC, and almost to Boston. Simultaneously, I see '222' form in the middle of the map.
Then, from Yellowstone to Winnepeg, I see a third leg drawn and the number '333' drawn on the map, and much faster now, I see a fourth leg drawn from northern Baja to Los Angeles (and more) and the number '444' flashes for a second, before they all become blood red (they were drawn as black). Once it is complete, it changes to look like a bank vault, where the bars draw back on the big door. Suddenly, the continent begins to shake and split, like a cookie split into four pieces. It is beyond devastation.
The word 'END' fades into the middle, and like a projector turned off, it all fades to black (after which, I had what I call 'superficial dreams' of trivial things, like flowers and leaves and water in a peaceful setting - almost like a 'compensation' or 'calming' scene afterwards).
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I must preface this dream, in that I am not religious - though not Atheist. I am very secular in general belief.
- - - - - - - -
I am in an empty auditorium, and while standing in the middle, I can see a large map of the U.S. which appears to be affixed to one of the walls. No one but myself is in the room. Suddenly, a red swastika forms on the map and grows to span the same area as my previous dream, from Canada down into Northern Mexico and across most of the U.S.
Then, the swastika is removed, and a giant 'PLUS' sign ('+') is placed where the swastika was. The vertical bar (up and down) runs between the Dakotas and Minnesota, down to Oklahoma City, and on to Houston Texas. The Horizontal Line runs from Virginia Beach Virginia to Las Vegas, and then down to Los Angeles. The color is a deep red once completed.
The 'plus' stays now, and slowly, one leg at a time, it grows 'an extension' at the end of each 'arm'. The first 'arm' is from Houston, out into the Gulf to where the BP oil spill was at. Simultaneously, I see '111', then it goes away, then it comes back again '111' (in the middle of the map). Now, it stays, and I see another arm 'growing' from the Virginia Beach area (approximate) up towards D.C., NYC, and almost to Boston. Simultaneously, I see '222' form in the middle of the map.
Then, from Yellowstone to Winnepeg, I see a third leg drawn and the number '333' drawn on the map, and much faster now, I see a fourth leg drawn from northern Baja to Los Angeles (and more) and the number '444' flashes for a second, before they all become blood red (they were drawn as black). Once it is complete, it changes to look like a bank vault, where the bars draw back on the big door. Suddenly, the continent begins to shake and split, like a cookie split into four pieces. It is beyond devastation.
The word 'END' fades into the middle, and like a projector turned off, it all fades to black (after which, I had what I call 'superficial dreams' of trivial things, like flowers and leaves and water in a peaceful setting - almost like a 'compensation' or 'calming' scene afterwards).