A couple of months ago I had a dream of seeing a large city, barely, because the sky was so dark, black, with just faint images of skyscrapers.It wasthe middle of the day. It wasn't dark because of natural clouds and it stretched from horizon to horizon.The city felt lifeless, or everyone was inside. After a time the western horizon started to lighten and then a brilliant chink in the darkness started to show the sunlight.

I often hear numbers in my dreams with no explanation of why they're significant. Last night, "Eleven sixteen, eleven sixteen, eleven sixteen." until I woke up to write it down.

I had a dream last night where there were 4 ostrich sized eggs in paper egg tray on a small table. 1 egg was white, the other three 3 were colored like the planet earth.

I took the first colored egg and had this really short dream that basically said 'who ever takes the dream egg will not remember until a later time what its about".

I took the second egg and the same thing happened.

I took the third egg and I was thinking, at least in the matrix there was only one blue pill...

I took the fourth egg and went into the strangest dream I ever had, it was all symbols, like archetypes and shapes, like math symbols or tarot cards from aliens, nothing familar in what was flying into my head, thousands of symbols, but it wasn't frightening, just like someone put an information pipe to the top of my head and put the faucet on full blast.

Of the symbols that I can remember, some were like the Air Force symbol on planes, the one with the star in the circle and banners on the side, except instead of stars were the faces of famous human looking people and the symbol itself was like embossed brass or gold, like they were trophies or collections and I lost count of how many of these faces were on these golden winged symbols. It was like they were flying into my visual range through this large tunnel directly in front of me.

It was over almost as quickly as it started, and I woke up from sleep. I told myself I gotta write this one down. I have no idea what it was about - but maybe like it said, its for a later time?

Since I started sharing my dreams on this website they're just flooding into my memory...
I's been thinking about my origins; who am I really and where am I from? I was thinking this, and wanting answers - no mnessing around. In my dream I was moving through space and a thought-voice worriedly kept saying, "Your body can't handle this, it will die." I could feel my heart becoming stone. Even though I thought it might kills me I kept on. I didn't care. At least I would know the truth. There was a pretty planet in the distance that was a shell pink color wrapped in wispy clouds. I was propelled towards it and found myself standing on it in front of my father. Not my earthly father. He would not allow me to see his face. I could only see him from the neck down. He was tall and wore a black cape-like garment lined with the same shell pink of the planet. I think we were standing in the mountains of the planet but there were earth-like rocks and green grass - no, we were back on earth and he moved toward me, turned me wround and put his arm around my shoulders and showed me the earth. He was telling me things through thoughts that I don't remember. The only thing I remember was knowing what I was seeing was the condition of the earth many years from that time (I dreamed this is 1985). The ground was burnt and all the trees, as far as I could see, were burnt and still smoking. The sky was grey. Everything felt dead.

Here is what stands out in this dream:
All the buildings in the city/town/villiage were made of stone and not very tall. Tall enough to walk into, but not like we live in today. I remember a female that was infatuated with me. (I am female, but I don't know if I was in the dream). There was a computer that was concious of itself and through the woman, it also became obsessed with me. Everywhere I went the computer conciousness was there on someones' computer through something similar to the internet, but it was centralized to this city/town/village. The ground on slightly shook and suddenly I found myself either floating in the air or I am a giant. I can see over the city/town/village and there is at first a cloud of smog or dust, then a loud rolling cloud of blackness is thundering down onto the village. I sense myself both down on the ground as my normal self & above the city. I sense death for myself and the others and there is no use trying to run....it's too late. India, New Delhi, Indonesia are the names that came to me as I was waking up from the dream.

I keep having dreams about Lions. This dream is from two nights ago.

I was home and looked out the picture window to the side yard and there was a huge angry lion there. Someone's little white dog was there and couldn't run away because it was tied up. I ran outside and rescued the little dog. As I was grabbing the white cotton rope that the dog was tied to and literally dragging it away from the lion I looked up because I heard a strange sound. There, strung between two trees, was a huge net. It went all the way up to the top of the tall trees. There was a cat up by the top, climbing on this rather open weave rope netting and a crow was attacking the cat. I thought, "There is nothing I can do to save the cat." I knew it was going to be killed by the crow.

I raced to the house with the little white dog and got inside. The lion was roaring mad. I got into the house but there was no door, just flimsy pieces of plywood stuck cross ways (4 feet high) - just thin plywood maybe 1/4 inch thick. I was trying to pull them into place and my mother came and tried to help me. I pushed her into the house and the lion charged the plywood "gate" made of plywood.

I shoved my hand out and pointed at him and yelled, "Stay!! Don't you DARE come in here!"

Its unreal that I have now had two very differnent yet similar dreams in that they both fortel disaster, the former about Volcanoes. This one has me as a prussian or eastern europeon soldier in Napoleons army. I have a prussian mustache, musket everything. It flashes from one skirmish to another almost like guerilla warfare is going on. I'm serving as a scout and skirmisher and doing a very good job finding and hunting for provisions as well as ambushing (frontier style) the enemy troops. I'm doing so well I get called to were Napoleon is. He's standing on a hill looking out over the horizan and greets me warmly for my good service and asks were me and the others like me aquired our skills, then images of Alaska and Washinton and Oregon of that time trapping and trailblazing flash through. He says keep up the good work as I stand shaking and in awe of such a great man. Then I wake up wondering what the hell!? minutes after the dream I also rembered something else. The weather throughout the dream was either cloudy or partly cloudy or overcast all the time and
I remember the sensation that the time in the dream matched exactly now: Oct 1st 2010when I had the dream, but in the dream it was Oct 1st 1812 during the infamous russian campaign that ended in disaster. Whats strange is that in the dream I had no sense of that coming disaster of the dreaded russian winter, but looking in Napoleons eyes and seeing his gaze I felt as if I too could conquer the world so filled with confidence and determination was his gaze and he instilled that same feeling in me. It was a very Powerful and strangley Ominous, looking back on the dream.

Another rare vivid dream again around 5:00am or so on 9/27/10, but this time about volcanoes and lava.
It stared with flashes or what seemed like random ariel photos of very old extinct volcanoesin various rocky desert regions. It then flashes to LosAngeles I think and a news broadcast or maybe a show on the discovery channel.
I cant tell for how long but extinct volcanoes started spewing lava all over the place. None of the eruptions were like Mt St.Helens but rather like the ones in Hawaii were the red hot goopy lava just oozes and burps up to the surfice. One name specifically I remember hearing in the dream was Mt Adams and maybe Mt Hood. I also had the image of an old extinct volcanoe out in the desert that sits next to a desert highway on the way to Arizona from California where you see lots of black rocks littering everywhere next to the highway. After that it has me and some other people seemingly running from place to place trying to escape the rising lava. And just when you think its safe you look outside and see the lave rising and you have to run again. I didnt feel scared, so much as I felt wonder and awe during the whole dream. In hindsight if felt as if the lava wasnt so much rising as the land was sinking or subsiding, Weird!

I had this dream two mornings prior. Have I been too occupied with the November tipping point?!
As I remember it...
... I was standing by the crew truck of the godfather of grunge musician as he was talking to his band about their show that night. I was in awe and felt nervous. I told him I was a big fan and would like to attend his show. We were in SLC as far as I could discern. It felt like my hometown. He said something to me a little perturbed and then I heard the classic bomb dropping whistle (think Looney Tunes here). Everybody started looking up to the sky. My heart pounded; I couldn't see it! I then started to move around to look for a place to take cover. I was in the open in the middle of a good size parking lot. I was scanning all the cars trying to decide which one to take cover under. I spotted a "lifted" ford truck, something I could actually fit under and was relatively heavy; meanwhile the whistling got louder as the bomb neared. Just as i started to head for the Ford I heard/felt the explosion in the distance. I saw a mushroom cloud develop over the tops of some buildings. It had hit a few miles off. I immediately started running in the opposite direction at full sprint. I ran to the adjoining street and looked right around the corner of the nearest building and saw some mounded snow on a small hill. There were people with kids playing in it absolutely unaware. As I ran toward it, I spotted a woman obviously digging a hole to hide in. I yelled out to her as I passed, smiling, "There's a smart woman!" I found a relatively thick spot and dug myself in to it.
As I lay buried in snow, I wondered if I sunk myself in deep enough to be protected from the blast that was coming and if I would have enough air.

This was part of another dream that was not significant. This part appeared as a news blurb on a tv:
The scene showed firefighters trying to enter a Hospital somewhere in L.A. The hospital had suffered a major amount of damage to the front. Several floors were exposed. The news casters were unshure if this was from an earthquake or somehting more sinister. The building was mostly a steel frame put had elements of white stuco and red brick.
In the dream I had caught this on a tv while dealing with an auto repair shop. In the back of my mind a terror atack kept creeping forward.