I was floating in the stratosphere of the Earth, somewhere above the American midwest. I could see the dust tail of a meteor as it was coming thru the mesophere. As it came thru the stratosphere I could see that the meteor was fairly large. My "body" was then being pulled extremely fast toward where the impact would occur. I could see the tops of the trees, a small church spire attached to a white building, as i was coming up to the sign with the town name, my alarm clock went off, and I was "thrown back" to the present. Right before I became fully awake, I looked over my shoulder and I could see a small mushroom type cloud blossoming up. I wish I could have seen the town's name.

I'm posting this in S0-So News because it's "After Life" but really these dreams are just about future lives, of which I seem to be on a streak. This is quite different from all previous dreaming in my life time. Normally dreams place usin circumstances where you are unaware that time is different, and it only the circumstances which are surrounding you that dream areabout. In these dreams it is clear that it another time and that I am much younger, in my 20's, where I am really in my 50's. In all cases the circumstances are of a world and society which is greatly deminished: Nearly broken.
Dream One. I'm in some kind of hospital under ground. There are halls like tunnels off to the sides of a main corridor and dug out cubby holes with people in them that seem to be functioning as beds. I guess I'm an orderly there, I go on a break and climb some stairs up to the street level. This appears to be the main lobby and enterance. There doesn't appear to be a front to the building. Guards with assualt rifles stand on either side of a small wooden folding gate, like the kind used to pen infants in to rooms, and that is serving as the entrance. A line of dirty disheveled people are waiting to gain entrance. There's an old counter with a woman who's running some kind of cafe for workers and patients, and I go over and sit down in an old plastic chair. Seems like a lawn chair or one of those metal and plastic chairs they used to have arround in schools. There's a non-functioning water fountain mounted to the wall, on of those square metal kind, and that's the supposed table. Another worker joins me and we become oblivious to our surroundings. The woman who I ordered some food from, like cookies or something, suddenly slams a fiberglass food tray down between us and we are startled. Everyone waiting, along with the guards start laughing. Not at us, because it's obvious to everyone that she is boiling over jeal.
Dream Two. I'm some kind of volunteer fireman, but very young, and someone says we need to stop at the store. I guess I'm driving and I get out of truck in front of the gas pumps. These are very old gas pumps, like nothing we have today. I look up at the supposed store and I can see it's a nothing more than old large house. It's got the feel and appearance of a remote gas station. Like something you might actually come across in the 50's. Someone asks if I want to go in and I say; "No, there's nothing in there but junk." I then started complaining about our fire truck, which seems to a 50's Chevrolete pick-up with a ladder and some other minor stuff. Someone says to me, in a forlone kind of way; "Well, it's all we got." I suddenly feel like a jerk for complaining. I then notice our fire house is an open face shed with one or two other old vehicles. There was something also about the gas and how little was available.
At least three other dreams relating to a deminished future and where I am clearly much younger have occured with in the past six months. Hmmmm...can't really say any of the dreams are actually bad, only that they clearly indicate more possible lives I may yet have to live through. Not too sure I really want to have more of this earthly experience, but it does seem I'm coming back like it or not.

i appeared in the middle of something coming or going to happen,what i didnt know but it was very real. i was in a cross between boston and flagstaff arizona, it was all at night and everyone was very serious about it. noone seemed to be upset, just ready.the human race was leaving the planet,it was for our survival"they said" iremember whos they. there were rehearsals for it in the build up and a count down. it wasnt forced people were just ready. you were alowed to bring what ever you could carry and pets which i thought was nice. then the time came and everyone went to there gathering places, ther was lots of excitement, everyone was dressed up like for a night on the town, everyone just looked dapper and sexy and this is where i started feeling wierd/upset because everyone was oblivious. the only other thing i actualy heard myself say was "oh yea your fake boobs are gonna do you alot of good in outer space at the end of the world" so i turned around and started walking away from the crowds, then i started running, realy running,sprinting,i remember thinkin i hadnt run like this since i played soccer, and i didnt get winded. so im running through what seemed like tunnels made from cloth material and when i broke free i thought thered be guards or somebody trying to stop me but there wasnt. so now im away from it all and kind of hiding in the woods but not realy hiding just being where i was and the air was crisp and nice and my sences were very accute, i could see in almost total darkness and very aware of my suroundings. there was noone there, every one was gone, so ijust sarted walking away. but the wierdest thing of all was there was a song playing when i decided to start running away, it was on some sort of loop,i remember that the most,just this song. it was like the drum beat from a band called massive attack and a medium droning guitar riff with lots of distortion/gain that just kept ringing and the words just kept looping,it went "im a creature of habit all i need is this, just this to survive" on+on+on. so im going to try to record it in my home studio. anyway, the dream just kind of ended and i woke up at 5:47 am. and wrote it down. now im sharing it with you. feel kind of wierd too. thats it...................ps ive copywrited those lyrics so no infringement please! hahahah. enjoy

I have 2 kinds of dreams. Regular dreams and true dreams. The difference is qualitative and kinesthetic. They just "feel" different.

On September 16, Thursday morning , about 6:30 am

I dreamed I was in my house working, etc. And I was hearing the news (TV I think, although we don't have a TV in the common room) and getting flashes of the visual image of an anchor man. It looked something like MSNBC. Talking heads.
They looked stricken and he was reporting that the Dow had dropped over 800 points for the days trading.
I think I may have been doing laundry, folding towels...... anyway, I had that anxious feeling in my upper chest, not tight exactly, but like I was not breathing deeply enough. Like when you see someone take a tumble and you don't know if they are hurt or how badly.
The reporters were discussing panic and chaos in the streets. I don't know if they meant that literally or on the trading floor.
When I woke up a couple of hours later, I checked to see if the day had started off badly.
Often the dreams happen the next day, sometimes it's a few days off. Rarely it's years. I dreamed about the twin towers in 1997 and on the morning of the event. The first dream was me hearing about it on the radio. The second was me watching people "falling" and jumping down between 2 steep walls.
And I don't know if the market can drop that much in one day.... I thought they had stops on it to prevent that sort of thing.

The President was on national TV

He was unable to maintain his composure

It was difficult to watch as he struggled

I was rooting for him to recover

It seems he was being forced to abdicate power

This vivid and detailed dream happened last night.
The lucid part started on a private plane with about 10 seats. We were cruising from East to West on a trip from Florida to California. It was business related. Suddenly the plane starts to decelerate and descend and hooks to the north. "we have to put it down" all flying was to be grounded due to an attack of some kind. It was night time and we landed in Atlanta. There were smoke columns over the city.
A partner of mine in the dream and I decidedif we could make it to MercedCalifornia where he lived he wouldgive me aride up to Portland. We had to drive across country.The first thing we did was steal aCadillac. Things were so messed up we figured we wouldn't ever be charged with anything. At night we stopped at a farm house. We laid in the weedy lawn looking up at a space battle between Earth forces and what looked like space debris. There were regular fighter jets and space plane looking fighters swooping around lines of comets or ships that were coming in just like the shuttle disaster debris.
Eventually we made it to California. I also went to my inlaws house. In my dream it's unfinished and I am reminding my father in law to patch up the rear of the place because crooks could just walk in where there were only stud walls.

9.17.2010
I was sitting in a car. An old friend from high school got in the car. He was alarmed. He knew I purchased silver. He said something like "they said silver will be $3 an ounce". I didn't know what he meant at first, then I asked if he meant that silver futures prices had declined to $3. He said that was what he meant and asked what would it mean if that happened?. I said that the economy will have entered a period of unprecedented deflation. That we were in another great depression. I told him to keep what he had and buy more, that it would go back up.

Meet with a group of so called friends ,but not ,rather ruff group, left them and on my way back i had to go over this train tracks there where about 10 tracks all full trains comeing from both directions the group I was with, Made it accross with know problem. but for some reason I had big trouble for all this trains where had towards me. I panic and ran .then ran back accross in the other direction to only come to a huge drop off 100 of feet down, then I seen a guy hanging on for his life, to side the rail where it look like he was about to fall down the huge cliff, but there was no time to stop to help him . for the trains where comeing if I where to stop we would both be dead, so I ran the other direction and suddenly I noticed the trains all stop for me, which was shocking! why would they stop for me! I thought this in my dream but I still ran as fast as I could to they other side never made I then woken up!

This dream woke me up last night about 3:30am edt. It is hard to remember or describe (I've lost lots of it), but I felt it was important. The dream happens at a hotel that is at a nexus of time and reality warps, so things happen that "shouldn't" happen and alot of what's happening is in the minds of the people in the dream because thoughts can change reality. The future is not set, but neither is the present in this dream.

We are at a hotel (coincidence that we are all there) (meant to be - synchronicity) (we've all been friends forever/some of us just met). The hotel is fairly dark, decorated in browns. There is a casino and a bar. We are experiencing almost continuous changes or breaks in reality and time even in the common areas of the hotel, but the majority of patrons of the hotel go about their business and holidays oblivious to what is happening in front of their faces. (is there really anyone else there at all? - appearance/not real?) Things moving/appearing/changing, time lapses for varying sets of us while others are right there watching, portals to other worlds and other dimensions. Even the number of us isn't set, sometimes there were three (myself and two men) sometimes there are four (two couples)(all hold hands tightly or we'll lose each other in time or space?). At least some of the staff (not human or at least not terrestrial human) are guiding/monitoring our "adventure" (teachers/masters of the universe) (not really, they're just hotel staff, right? Nothing to see here, "these aren't the droids you're looking for, move along"). There are artifacts/machines involved that enhance/stabilize the time/reality changes or just get changed by them, but they are not the cause of the time/reality changes. There is a rectangular "box" of water in the room (no physical box just the water in box shape). I make it bigger and warm so I can use it as a hottub, it retains its shape even as I get in. I invite the others to join me. We (four now) are closed in a room to protect us, "they" are stopping the sun. We are there as the sole witnesses/remnants/hope/salvation of the human race. If I could just get to that camera over there it has proof/information that we need to fix/understand things, but it's just out of reach. But I know that the real answer is inside me not some thing, we make time/reality not the other way around. Go with the flow. Feel your way. Reality is an illusion. The present is not set.

In a different dream later I had a transparent fish tank in the shape/size of the original water box from the first dream but when I picked it up to take it over to the sink to clean it it flopped out of shape and the water and fish fell out.

I see a very, very tall city building. Maybe 30 stories. It is steel, not stone, but the windows somehow have a older look to them. Each window is exactly the same as all the other windows in size and shape. The streets are quiet - no cars, no people. As I look at the building I notice how all the windows make a grid. It is evening and not fully dark and as I gaze at this buildling it suddenly flashes with light. Light is coming from the inside, as if someone had flipped a switch and every single light in the building came on all at the same time. Light is coming from the outside, reflecting on the windows. Light all around from the inside and the outside. FLASH! Then all goes dark. It is very quiet.