I suddenly appear on a stark barren plains the ground is dry cracked and dusty looks like sand but is hard. I look before me and there stands a farmer he is holding some of his crops with tears in his eyes the crops are dead and withered behind him is a field in the field are crops covered with insects and animals that look gaunt and weak. in the sky there is a mass of black clouds that seems like a vicious storm. To my right I look and there is the scene of a city buildings crumbling and the rotten smell of decay people fighting and what looks like an army's last battle stance. A child is sitting on a street corner cryng for their mother,
I look to my left there is a wintery scene of a city men carrying baskets of paper money and debres dumping it in barrels of fire trying to keep warm. Long lines of people standing waiting for food.Car's abandoned the people seem listless and a feeling of hoplessness is everywhere. I say to myself oh my god isn't there any hope for us. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the agony I was feeling seems to lift away. I turn around..
Here in the middle of feild is a single sunflower the sky in the background looks like a storm front where the clouds are breaking up and a ray of beautiful sunlight coming down to the flower. from the sky two white doves drop and begin to feed filling their bellies. Behind them I see men and women knelt deep in prayer and behind them there is what looks like groups of people busy building homes and planting feilds. then I hear the voice.
It says to me.. why do you doubt me. Don't I provide all that you need like the birds of the fields. Keep your faith stedfast.
I now feel a calmness with all the fighting, storms , pestilence and poverty the starvation and calamity there is a glimmer of hope all through our faith in the creator.

I suddenly appear on a stark barren plains the ground is dry cracked and dusty looks like sand but is hard. I look before me and there stands a farmer he is holding some of his crops with tears in his eyes dead withered behind him is a field in the field are crops covered with insects and animals that look gaunt and weak. in the sky there is a mass of black clouds that seems like a vicious storm. To my right I look and there is the scene of a city buildings crumbling and the rotten smell of decay people fighting and what looks like an army's last battle stance. A child is sitting on a street corner cryng for their mother,
I look to my left there is a wintery scene of a city men carrying baskets of paper money and debres dumping it in barrels of fire trying to keep warm. Long lines of people standing waiting for food.Car's abandoned the people seem listless and a feeling of hoplessness is everywhere. I say to myself oh my god isn't there any hope for us. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the agony I was feeling seems to lift away. I turn around..
Here in the middle of feild is a single sunflower the sky in the background looks like a storm front where the clouds are breaking up and a ray of beautiful sunlight coming down to the flower. from the sky two white doves drop and begin to feed filling their bellies. Behind them I see men and women knelt deep in prayer and behind them there is what looks like groups of people busy building homes and planting feilds. then I hear the voice.
It says to me.. why do you doubt me. Don't I provide all that you need like the birds of the fields. Keep your faith stedfast.
I now feel a calmness with all the fighting, storms , pestilence and poverty the starvation and calamity there is a glimmer of hope all through our faith in the creator.

I suddenly appear on a stark barren plains the ground is dry cracked and dusty looks like sand but is hard. I look before me and there stands a farmer he is holding some of his crops with tears in his eyes dead withered behind him is a field in the field are crops covered with insects and animals that look gaunt and weak. in the sky there is a mass of black clouds that seems like a vicious storm. To my right I look and there is the scene of a city buildings crumbling and the rotten smell of decay people fighting and what looks like army's last battle stance. A child is sitting on a street corner cryng for their mother,
I look to my left there is a wintery scene of a city men carrying baskets of paper money and debres dumping it in barrels of fire trying to keep warm. Long lines of people standing waiting for food.Car's abandoned the people seem listless and a feeling of hoplessness is everywhere. I say to myself oh my god isn't there any hope for us. I feel a hand on my shoulder and the agony I was feeling seems to lift away. I turn around..
Here in the middle of feild is a single sunflower the sky in the background looks like a storm front where the clouds are breaking up and a ray of beautiful sunlight coming down to the flower. from the sky two white doves drop and begin to feed filling their bellies. Behind them I see men and women knelt deep in prayer and behind them there is what looks like groups of people busy building homes and planting feilds. then I hear the voice.
It says to me.. why do you doubt me. Don't I provide all that you need like the birds of the fields. Keep your faith stedfast.
I now feel a calmness with all the fighting, storms , pestilence and poverty the starvation and calamity there is a glimmer of hope all through our faith in the creator.

I had this dream back in the summertime. I was outside, in a field, somewhere in the midwest and I was watching hundreds of tornados form and touchdown across the entire skyline as far as I could see. That's it.

I had this dream a few months back. I was in the kitchen of my father's old house. He passed away back in 2002. I was just standing in the kitchen with my father watching him cook something like stew and he turned to me and said, "it's going to be one BIG CME". That's it. I get the impression that he was trying to tell me that the CME was going to destroy most of life on Earth.

I had this dream a few weeks back. I was not me in the dream. I was someone else's husband; keep in mind I am a single woman in reality. We were spending the day in San Francisco, don't remember details of what we were actually doing, but I was suddenly aware that a huge tidal wave nearing the coastline and I was trying to get her to leave the city immediately. She, however, didn't want to leave just yet. I don't think I told her that I knew the tidal wave was coming. She wanted to see something particular in the city. I don't remember what exactly. I have the impression that we were visiting the city. We were from somewhere else, like on vacation. Anyway, I couldn't get her to leave immediately and I remember thinking, "great, I always let her have her way and now it's going to kill me". The next thing I remember is being above the Trans America Building and seeing the water level reach to about 30 ft. from the top. That's all I remember.

I dream, always have, always in colour. sometimes I dream that I am other people and I recognize this during the dream. I do not want to say that this is true, or that it is going to happen but If so I want the idea out there so that people will think a little before they accept the party line. This dream is two parts.
The first part of the dream begins with me wakng up and singing happy birthday to my wife in french. She kisses me and then goes off to work, which is normal because she starts 3 hours before I do. Then I am working in a train yard, ( which Ido not), several people as well as I are moving cars around and using an interesting cable brake system. These people are in plain clothes but are military personnel. One guy who is a friend of mine, (in the dream), is new to the job and we are working on getting him certified for the work detail that we are on. Something goes wrong and the train winds up in the water. We scramble to try and save the cargo but only one car is of interest to us. It is a white tanker car with the words USA NORTH or something similar with silver stars and stripes on it. It has broken open on the ends when it hit the bottom. We are in dreager rebreathers and guiding a small submersible that has attached floats to the wreckage. In our ears we hear the words of a higher pay grade that we do not have to worry because the leak is underwater still and we can not be contaminated. We both know that this is a lie so with hand signals we tell each other to swim for the opposite shore and dump the gear and run. This is a pathogen that is not only airborn it is skin transmission as well. Even as this disease is spreading through the population the government is hiding what caused it. Not that it matters, because so many people are dying that the government is collapsing anyways. We run to a small town and can see that people are fleeing to there so we try a city instead because it appears that the cities are emptying out from fear of the disease. We hide inside an office building with several people who have not left it in days. The people on the streets are going crazy. With law enforcement unavailable and no power people are doing what ever they want. It is almost like zombies but instead of going for your brains they are only trying to kill you to get whatever you have. We barricade ourselves into an atrium just off of the cafeteria, and decide that we will wait out the intial spread. Unfortunately once we are all locked inside we see that we all have the disease too. Our faces and skin is grey while our nostrils have white pustuals on them. We all will die.
In the second part my family has gathered for a family meeting with some neighbors to discuss what we are doing and planning a way for ourselves to survive this plague. Everybody has a longarmbut they seem casual about them like a belt, necessary but not noticed. I see that half of us are not there. An old family friend shows up and he has an old hunting rifle over his shoulder, his wife is gone. He came by to tell us that he loves us and what happened. He is going to go for a long walk just to see what is left of the world. We cannot make him stay so he gives everybody a hug and walks away to try and make some sense of his losses. I am sitting off to the side trying to roll a cigarette but I cannot seem to make it work. My brother has brought a box full of pictures with him to show how many people that we know are gone. There is hundreds of smiling faces that no longer exist. I begin to cry. He tells us that he is going to take his family North to wait out what is going on and to see if things are more stable in the fall. My sister takes her child by the hand saying that we are all crazy everything is going to be fine. In fact there will be more to go around. She seems hysterical and her child is scared of her. Finally it is only me and my mother left. I turn to her and say will it be all right?
She says no, it is the end. Nothing will ever be the same.
I yell of course not. It's the fucking Apocolypse. But why are there so many survivors? So we wait till fall to see what is going to happen to our world and the future that we maybe can rebuild for.
I woke from this I searched our house for a notebook and pen and wrote it all down. Not that I can forget it. I hope that it means nothing, I was so upsetI did not even tell my wife. I hid the notebook after I wrote it all down. Yesterday was her bithday for real, and when she woke me up with a kiss goodbye I was just enough awake to smile and sing Bonne Fete a toi.

Last night I was doing a lot of walking. There was no power anymore except old equipment that was patched together.I was part of a large group of campers, maybe 20-25 who had collected together to share their individual skills. We all lived in tents, and I laughed that nobody had listened to me about the power going out and staying out. Interestingly enough we were camping outside of a city.We were near an outdoor hockeyrinkthat had a farmers field beside it and the corn was dry with the headshanging down. I had just set up my tent and laid down for I was very tired when the others started laughing at me. I put the poles in right but forgot the pegs. I tried to ask my wife and she was as confused as me that they were not there in the pack. We wandered around trying to find them while others offered one or two per camper so that eventually we would have a set. Finally we thought why not the car? Sure enough they were still in the trunck of the car but since it was no longer being used we did not think to even look in there for the spare set. When I finally took them out I took two and for some reason a woman brought in front of me a typewriter, like a classic Underwood. I lay these two pegs onto two different keys. The first key was 6 the other was 18. I know that there is no 18 key, on any keyboard but this one had one overlaid in scratched and dirty lucite too.

This is a recurring dream...though some details change...
I am the pilot of an airpllane looking down at the terrain below. It is a strange unihabited wild landscape. AM flying quite high over the terrain and cover a long distance.
At the end of the "flight" I am back in the USA somewhere in the southern part...trying to jumpseat back to Alaska.
Sometime the terminal s a normal airport terminal but upon exiting it is very desert like..the feeling of the middle east.

This is not a dream, this actually happened. Last full moon from now. The door of my kitchen opens out onto a deck. At the other end of the deck is a small structure which houses some outdoor stuff. The sun and the moon generally rise over one end of the deck.
My daughter said to me "look mum the moons come up" which we commented on because it was wet season and we don't see the moon or the stars for months on end because of the clouds. We walked out to the deck to look and the moon had risen over the trees - over the structure, not the deck. If I pointed at where I would expect it to rise, it had risen about 22-25degrees anticlockwise of that spot. I said at the time it was in a wierd place but sort of convinced myself that it was seasonal or I was just mixed up and anyway it was late.
The next night, I saw the moon rise in its normal spot and the sun rose in about the same spot. I have not seen the moon rise in its new spot since then. Why only one night? And why at full moon? Anyone I mention this to just looks blank like they don't understand what I am saying. But my daughter remembers seeing it with me. I was awake because I was doing housework at the time.