I went on a 10 day fast a couple weeks ago and had some very vivid dreams. One of the dreams that I had on October 2, 2010 started with a bar scene - I was talking to a bunch of friends at a bar over drinks about the election and who was voting for who. I remember adding into the conversationthat the terror alert that was announced earlier was a fake and how the media reports that kind thing justto keep us in fear.
Right after the election dream I was all of the sudden in the house of a woman I used to babysit for when I was a teenager in Seattle, although in my dream it was clearly my house. There wasn't really a break in between the two dreams - the election dream flowed right into this one - anyhow there was ahurricane going on. There was a gas station right outside of the driveway of the house I was inand everybody that was there was runninginto my garage to getout of the way of the storm.I was trying to keep my garage door from flippingopenfrom the wind. I wasn't freaked out and the people didn't bother me - it was more of a feeling of "let's just get out of the way and protect ourselves".
Although the hurricane dream seemed"real" I'm not sure if it was a metaphor or not. Maybe there won't actually be a real "hurricane" after the election but instead just total chaos. Only time will tell - it will be interesting to see how it plays out!

I was in obscure military compound. I was an MP, it was night time, I was guarding something (not sure what it was)

Well the base gets attacked my other American forces (seemed to me like black ops) they start shooting everyone. I my self get shot in the back, but sense I was wearing a flak jacket I survive. The shooter comes to me turns me around and shots me in the chest. I pass out then I wake up, (its day time) and all I see around me are dead military forces. I stand up and sneak out the compound with a few other survivors. We all get in a car and ram the outer gate to get out of the compound, This is where paranoia kicks in (I thought all those in the car where with the black ops) so I jump out the car while it is still moving. Then I accidentally meet a former superior enlisted military member I know (in real life). I tell him what is happening but he refuses to listen to the whole story of what happened. I walk with him to the compound and that where it skips to where we are in a car with him. Am driving and I start coughing out glass shards.

(I wake up and my throat hurts a lot.)

I was driving on a highway that led to a soaring bridge (like Portland's overpasses over the river). As I was crossing, I came across 3 dead bodies in the road, 2 fairly close together-- one to my far left, and the other almost in front of me to my slight left and the third body to the right. Inearly ran over the body in the middle, but-- just barely in the nick of time, I was able to carefully steer around and in between the middle body and the one to the right and was astonished and worried about dead bodies being left in the road like that. All 3 dead bodies looked like they had just fallen and died face-down. I couldn't believe no one was doing anything about these bodies. No official response at all. I drove down the other side of the overpass bridge, and it leveled out into a road. As I drove on, that road split into the same configuration the bodies had fallen into earlier. 2 roads split off slightly to my left while a 3rd went slightly to my right. I slowed down and took notice because I didn't want to take the wrong road. But Icouldn't stop so decisions had to be made swiftly.The far left road split off into a crime-ridden tenement neighborhood of very poor people. Blank faces stared from dirty windows of crowded buildings. I seemed to have safely steered past that turn off, though, and felt some real relief. I knew that once you drove into that place, you'd be trapped. Anyone driving in does not drive out again.The middle road to my slight left Istarted to go down, but then realized it seemed to go up but actually ended. If Ikept going along that road, I'd crash and die for sure. There was no warning of impending death on that middle road, but I happened to be alert for something to be wrong, and so avoided my certain doom.I pulled over to my right just in time to go down the third (and last choice!) road that veered off slightly to the right. It seemed the safest since it didn't end right away in an obviously bad place. But soon Isaw emergency vehicles up ahead, 2 more dead bodies (also on each side of the road, also face down) and all the cars stopped or backed up. In addition, the road itself went from paved to gravel. I found myself mired in a roadblock/traffic jam and there was no way to avoid the disaster right in front of me as opposed to the bad endings on the other 2 roads. The last thing Isaid was, "Oh SH*T!" just before Iawoke.

I have had a re-occuring dream now for two years. I've had it approximately 4-6 times.
In the dream I am in my town and I can see that a huge field has been opened up between the airport and my house. The airport is taken over by an invading army. There are bright lights, tanks, helicopters, bomber planes, and a massive amount of military that are marching in my direction. From where I stand everything is lit up brighter than day where the army originates. It is moving in our direction and bombs are dropping and people are evacuating ahead of the army. Where the army is not is many long lines of people walking silently in the dark with great fear on their faces.
At my house (which is one that I do not recognize in real life) it is dark and candlelit. Inside it is full of people who are all calmly praying and singing. For the most part the people in the house are children. We all know we are going to die but we are not afraid and we are praying for those on the road staying ahead of the army. I'm at the door beckoning the travelers to come in and not be afraid because the bombs are missing our house and it is safe in there. Very few come into the house. But those who do feel peace and begin praying for the fearful on the road.

My dream started out with me flying. Gravity seemed to have a very odd effect. I was able to "sit" on a beam upside-down on the ceiling. I would go from place to place, freely flying and stopping in very unusual ways. There were dark spirits that were after me, but I did not have fear of them. Every time they would pursue me, I would counter them with the name of Jesus. The very sound of His name would cause them to shriek and run! This went on for a short while and at some point they tried to come after me again.

This is where the "dream" gets very odd. I swear to all of you and to God above that I am telling you the truth. At this point, I woke up from my dream, but I was not (yet) in my body! I felt an immense rushing of wind around and THROUGH my body! I was falling at an incredible speed. Within seconds I had fallen "into" my body, all while speaking the name of Jesus. Every time I said His name, I would feel an enormous fire sensation through my entire body - flowing in an upward direction. Remember, I am actually awake at this point! Over and over I spoke, "Jesus, Jesus, Yeshua, Yeshua". Every time this rush of intense power and fire. This fire did not have heat, though. It was a new sensation to me. I also spoke in tongues and felt the exact same thing! No other words that I spoke caused this to happen, just the ones mentioned.

This experience is not over yet! At this point, I had my sheet over my face (I sleep this way at times), but was fully and completely awake. I felt what seemed like a person wearing a robe brush into my left arm that was hanging over the side of the bed at the same time as I felt a finger touch the center of my forehead. This was not something I have ever felt before and I am not one to imagine up things like this.

A very interesting thing to note is that my mother, just a few days ago, was sitting and praying when she felt someone touch her forehead in the exact same way I described what happened to me! She said she thought it was crazy and was not going to even tell me, but felt that she may have been marked by God. She told me these things three days ago and then this happens to me this morning! I know that many people will say that I must have an overactive imagination, but I swear to the Lord above that this indeed DID happen.

This is the scripture that I believe may have actually happened to both myself and my mother. I hope to hear this from others soon as well:

hen I looked, and there before me was the Lamb, standing on Mount Zion, and with him 144,000 who had his name and his Father's name written on their foreheads. 2And I heard a sound from heaven like the roar of rushing waters and like a loud peal of thunder. The sound I heard was like that of harpists playing their harps. 3And they sang a new song before the throne and before the four living creatures and the elders. No one could learn the song except the 144,000 who had been redeemed from the earth. 4These are those who did not defile themselves with women, for they kept themselves pure. They follow the Lamb wherever he goes. They were purchased from among men and offered as firstfruits to God and the Lamb. 5No lie was found in their mouths; they are blameless.

This dream is my Girlfriend's dream. She told me about it on October 11th, 2010. As the entire dream played out in her mind she noticed sad heavenly music play in the background. Her parents droped her, her brother, and sister off at her aunt's house (this aunt no longer lives in this paticular house) and drove away. This is unlike him since he sort of has a survivalist mentality about him, and would have normaly stuck together with his family. Nobody was in the house, and she began to unpack all the stuff they brought. However, all they brought was clothes; no food, water, or anything else useful. She knew that this was "2012" at this point of the dream in a sort of dream-logic sort of way. Suddenly, the earth beneath them began to shake, and the floor below them began to crack open. She was bearly able to jump accross from the hallway to the front door as the ground beneath shook open. Shelanded on all fours and noticed a crack open-up inbetween her hands: she looked down the crack and saw lava rising from the ground. Shequickly got up, and the siblings ran to a parked car that their dad had left them as part of some escape plan. However, the earth was shaking so much that the tires popped off. They tried to start the car, but it wouldn't start. Finally, they started walking East down the street while observing all the destruction. She noticed that she did not bring her cross necklace, and feeling hopeless she dropped the stuff she was carrying. She raised her head and cried out to God, and her sister did the same. At that moment, she felt accepting of death.
Just as a side note, she hasn't watched the 2012 movie since it was playing in the theaters awhile ago, and niether of us liked it so we don't talk about it everytime. So I don't this it was an influence. Also, we live in Southern California if that matters, as sort of a point of reference.

In my dream I get an official looking letter in the mail and open it. It states: This letter is to inform you that your American-1 account has been taken over by Universal Management, Inc. Currently, all duplicate and third level accounts are being terminated. If your account begins with a red X, you will be effected. Accounts beginning with a blue R will be fully merged and those with a yellow S will be transfered one level at this time. Please see the bottom of this notice for your account number.
I looked at the bottom and it had: Your account number is___________. I looked at it again and started to get angry because they didn't type my number on it. I started to yell, "what is my F'ing number?"
I ran into my living room and saw my wife and mother-in-law sitting on the couch with letters in their hands. My wife looked at me and said that she got a strange letter written in Spanish that she couldn't understand. She then pointed to her mother and said that her's was in Chinese.

I was hunting for something unknown, exactly what was uncertain.
Something was hunting me, exactly who was uncertain.
Found myself with a likeminded group of people.
They too were certain that something was awry.
Why had all of us come to this same destination?
The only conclusion was something important was taking place.
Being hunted I wished to stay on the move.
A brunette woman became my companion as we left the group.
Walking down opposite"s sides of a well manicured empty street an airship left a contrail.
We followed the contrail, until an attack helicopter circled in front of us.
It hovered and was poised to strike when from nowhere it was struck down.
The helicopter circled wildly out of control. It was headed for a large empty chain linked fence lot.
Something told me this was what I was looking for.
Heading for the lot my companion attempted to dissuade me.
Ignoring the protest, I proceeded to and climbed over the chain linked fence just as the copter crashed.
The blades of the copters propelled the body of the copter forwards lurching closer to me with every rotation.
The copter blades snapped and flew off as the copter"s body swung around in a spiraling motion.
Then the tail and the rear rotor blades made a final swing in my direction, breaking as they grounded against the earth. It stopped short of my location.
A final explosion ripped through the copter spewing out its contents.
Looking out from my crouched posture, I saw it. A blue football sized box with a wide brown central trim. Three large buttons adorned the angular top of the box.
This was it. I was uncertain as to the function of the box but knew it was behind all that transpired.
My only thought was to secure the box. Reaching with both hands to take possession of it an incredible searing heat surged through me. The box had literally fried both my hands down to the first knuckles.
As I saw just the stubs of my fingers, I knew I could not let go. The Box had melted my fingers to it.
Again the only thought was to not let the Box out of my possession and that at least my finger still had stubs to manipulate a keyboard.
The next instance I saw both hands fried black, there were however signs of skin under the burnt char. Rubbing one hand against the other the charred skin peeled back to reveal a semblance of what were my hands. The fingers to the first knuckles remained intact.
This was a good sign I thought. With the force of will, I began rubbing each finger of my left hand forward and slowly they grew back to almost normal size with the exception of the middle finger which remained a stub.
Then I proceeded to do the same to my right hand. All the fingers responded but several grew larger than anticipated. The fingers appeared slightly alien. Never the less I was appreciative to have two almost functional hands.
I then found myself in the presence of my former employer. More rehabilitation would follow to return my hands to normal. I was assured that my work had not yet finished.

Lincoln, NE last night:
I went to bed at 11:30. Within a few minutes I felt a vibration and sleepily thought it was just the earth tremor/vibrations I always feel. But that wasn't it. My cells were vibrating/humming, and it was increasing. My cells felt like they were dancing in my body. It didn't hurt but it felt strange - maybe what it might initially feel like to be microwaved. A little fear crept in. I thought I must be dreaming because I couldn't believe I would feel this awake. The earth rumbling but not my own body. To test this I got up, went to the bathroom, came back, pet my cat (he had been pricking his ears and swinging his head around to look at something I couldn't see since I first got into bed)and got back into bed. It started again, mostly on the left side and around my heart. Very strange.

(I don't understand the sub-sections here about me and the partner, so I will submit the dream as I recall it)
I was looking out from a large glass fronted building, I was a visitor there but known. A tsunami was coming, no one was particularly disturbed, the building could withstand the wave washing over it. I was understandably suspect but as I watched people going calmly about their job I watched although terrified. Surfers (blond)on long boards, with long shorts, which in my personal lexicon is california, were surfing the huge swell also not super worried about the on coming tidal wave. So it happened, approached and was enormous washing over this high glass building or structure. 2 or 3 blond women were working behind me, I didn't know what they were doing, seemed they were secretaries or something but their first language was german or perhaps scandinavian, but i think german when I woke up.
When the wave receeded there were 'flying cars' all around the ocean floor. In my dream I kept referring to them as flying cars-german cars, but when I recall the shapes now they look nothing like cars, except for one which seemed like a flying limo, but moved like a silver fish, which is what we call those ancient little creatures you see in your bathroom or sometimes in old flour bags or cereal, they look shimmery and up close look like dinosaur bugs. There were elaborate docking stations and railways and large amounts of traffic, going about quite undisturbed by the wave or the audience. I pointed out the vehicals to the women and asked if they had seen them before and they replies - a few times, wryly, and went on with their business.
I have often dreamt of science fiction like structures under the sea, however this dream had the qualities at least I regonise as predictive, I can't explain in any more detail, I don't have the words. Full colour, full impact, and I still feel the emotion in my chest, I can feel the terror rise in my chest as the wave approaches. This is my definition of a predicitive dream, its not dream like I was there and I felt its thundering effects. I imagine its different for everyone. So big wave in California or similar place. This dream could have been in any of the water sections, apologies for spelling and bad filing :-)