In my dream, I was in my bedroom, where I could view boats sailing on the Hudson River in New York City. I saw a small sailboat, then a medium-sized boat, then a large cruiseship get swallowed by large waves and sunk to the bottom of the river. Then, I saw a huge wave barreling towards my house. I started to grab a pair of pants so I can run out of the house, and was holding onto my cat, afraid that she would panic and hide. My family was in the basement, and I wondered whether or not they survived the tsunami, and whether it was safe to go downstairs. The dream ended with me scrambling to put my pants on and being very scared.

We were at home and suddenly things got weird. People were dying and we couldn't see what was killing them. We huddled with others inside, but they (whatever they was) were still killing us off when we ventured away from the group. It was an overcast oddly dark day with this funny humming in the air. It remember the wind and expected rain, but none was falling. As we all finally realized we had to lock ourselves inside and stay together. Then the assault began on us again in a different way. They were going to come in the window and the boy was writing on the window just doodling really as kids will, and it stopped them. The writing on the window kept "them" out. We were running like crazy all over the house? writing on all the windows to keep everybody safe. We could only travel if we wrote on the car windows. It felt like an invasion, so ominous and terrifying.

Disturbing dream a couple of days ago. In the dream my daughter is about 4 or 5 (she is 3 now) and we are picked up by a couple of guys that somehow I know. They pick us up because they have found the "one who was dead" and we need to see him. As we start driving we get to an intersection of a gravel road with an old service station or gas station long abandoned. At this point the other two tell my daughter we need to stop and let her out. She gets out and stands waiting for me. When she exits the men tell he to wait here and they speed away with me still in the car. I try to get them to stop and let me out but they will not. I turn to around to see her standing with her backpack kicking rocks on the road. At this point I begin to get angry and about to take control of the dream… I wake.
Many symbols of emptiness and abandonment.

So I'm assuming I was in Africa all of a sudden and there were tribesmen all around, some in red and some in blue. I wasn't welcome, I saw somebody run and get impaled with a number of spears. I ran and got far quick without getting injured. I used what I assume was the sun setting (it was HUGE and blue, but in my mind it was the sun) as a guide to run north and out of Africa where I'd be safe. I ran up to a gigantic creature staked or bound to the ground although it was on its feet. It was like a huge human with cobra mixed in, I don't know, it was weird, definetly dead. In the horizon, the tribesman were getting closer and all of a sudden I just knew what to do. I remember it being very tough, but I was able to cut the thing open and hide inside. For whatever reason I knew that they would come to check it and If they poked it and it was hard like metal in the foot, it was normal, but since I was in the belly or whatever that it wouldn't go like that. So I would emerge when they poked it and lie to say I came from it or am like a reincarnation of that thing to human. When I was inside it, everything was pinkish/yellow. I didn't smell or taste anything (not sure if you can in dreams) but it was mostly hollow inside, except for organs and a long yellow cable (not organic) running down the middle of the inside and on the bottom left of my vision was like a metal clip or chip or something. They arrived, poked, it was soft so I emerged with my hands up to show I was not dangerous, but I did not show fear either and did not stay still to show my dominance to them. They no longer tried to kill me and I guess I ordered them to follow me (north still?) to wherever. Next thing I remember I'm in a stone square room with a few stairs leading to a door on the top wall and I guess a wash/drink station at the top-left corner of the room. I met a woman over there (she was with the tribe) and I couldn't tell if I knew her or not. She seemed familiar/comforting to me but I don't think I knew her prior. I asked her permission to use the wash to rinse some of the pink globby stuff from myself. It was all over me from being inside that creature thing. She seemed reluctant but maybe she just couldn't understand me. I remember gargling some water and spitting out a glob of it from the back of my throat. Then we all waited at the door together, went through and were in a modern library-type building with older computers and index card style filing systems everywhere. I joked to the tribesman of my advanced technology (it seemed about 15 years out of date so sarcasm was intended I guess) so I assumedly felt home/safe here. After I made that very smug remark the dream was over.

There are alot more tiny details that I have not included here because this is long to begin with.

I felt compelled to post this because of the uncanny attention to detail I can recall with every moment of the dream. It is definetly more vivid than most dreams I've had, and more unique than most as well. It just felt different. Thanks for reading!

As a background to this dream, I should explain that I do magickal work, meaning that I manipulate energy to accomplish work in the ethereal plane. The results of that work then manifest in this "physical" world.

One of my helpers is "Wizard Howl" (out of Diana Wynne Jone's novels). This is because his personality closely parallels my own inner nature. Thus, "Wizard Howl" in my dreams is a representation of my inner magickal nature.
When I have "Wizard Howl" dreams, I listen closely, because the messages are always important.

In this dream, I stood with Wizard Howl as he drew a magick circle in some sand. He erased it, but the ethereal imprint of the Circle remained, like a blue laser. It did not fade.
He said that when a spell is cast here, (implication, by writing on something temporal) there is an imprint that is made on the ethereal, that does not fade. It is the ethereal realm that dictates what happens in the temporal, and this is how magick works. If you can tap into the ethereal realm and change something, you can do remarkable things and this is what we call magick.

Commentary- Blood sacrifices are now not necessary and are actually a contamination on the ethereal because of their negative karma. In truth, they have not been necessary since the death of Jesus Christ. The most skilled and powerful Magi in the future will be those who direct energy with words (spoken or written) and symbols.

The Illuminati have understood this for millenia which explains their symbol fascination. However, it is now time for non-illuminist Magi to reclaim the power of symbols by realising their full power, (that when you draw a magick circle, you are not just drawing it in sand, but in Ether, and from there it accomplishes great work).

For example, by turning the all seeing Eye of Horus on THEM! They are frightened of the eye of Horus,which is why it is always directed away from them (towards us).

This is also why they are so frightened of words. Words, even in a non-magickal context, defeat and expose them. In the face of true and honest words, their lies collapse utterly. Even "Normal" (non-magickally directed) words and symbols have an ethereal imprint, which manifests power and defeats them. The effect is even greater when conscious Magickal intent is added to the mix.

All this understanding somehow came through this dream, although I don't clearly understand how.

I dreamt that a large and ferocious dragon was hunting me. It had chased me onto a breakwater, but I hid in the rocks near the waterline and it didn't find me. It was highly intelligent, but completely lacked psychic perception.

Can't tell you exactly what the catastrophe is, but in the dream I try to get on the internet but it has extreme problems, it's cutting in and out. I see that on the Yahoo Finance website trading has been cutoff for the day with a red sign on the website that has some kind of emergency note on it. I don't get a direct answer in the dream as to what happened but I do remember thinking earthquake, but I also find out in the dream the catastrophe stretches from Maine to Florida, so it couldn't just be an earthquake (I think).
Later in the dream it was dark around 5:45 so that would mean that this must happen sometime in winter. Whatever happened, it was large enough to interrupt internet service, halt trading that day, and cause panic.

Driving on interstate 20 east of dallas, I encountered a huge tornado very close to the north and moving south. I ran into a big warehouse for protection. The winds blew out all windows on the northeast side. The words came to me that people to the west were absolutely devastated.

June 5, 2010

second dream...someone is showing me something. We (?)went down a paved road that curved to the left, but there was a dirt road that you could go on just before it curved if you kept going straight ahead. who ever I was with wanted to show me pieces from the time before that had been unearthed it seems by rain. The dirt road there seemed private enough and a burm or hill kept us from view....or so I thought. I heard cars coming, looked up and to my right, and saw cars traveling down the road looking for us - dream pieces sketchy now between this dream scene and the next - yet I know they were connected some how.

Next dream scene...I remember something apocalyptic going on. Seems some group or entity has devised a depopulation method of horrific consequence. Hard to describe, but my best shot at it is like dinosaur like creatures that capture and kill people in a city, which has been divided into sections,with this plan starting in the North West part of the cityand thenthese "things" eating the evidence (dead people,) before moving to the next section where the people were oblivious and unaware of things to come.There is just so much to the plotters work. A group of us (?) were going to try to stop this horrific scene from happening. It seems a soldier I know is one of them and we went to a building searching for answers and solutions. While walking through the abandoned halls, the the floors and walls began to decay turning black with mildew and/or rotting. The soldier I knew went into one room looking for answers while I went in a different direction. Not finding anything I returned to check on the soldier, and coming out of the room he was in, were lots of "top brass," or PTB who had a talk with him about keeping quiet, but that didn't make sense to me, as damage was already being done and the world was thrown into an apocalyptical doom because of these men....still I felt a need to stop these murders and the destruction. Anyways, as these men left that room where they held the meeting, they glanced and me and made eye contact. If looks could kill, I wouldn't be writing down this dream. I looked at the floor one more time and this time not only saw mildew and decay but a snake to be reckoned with as well...

May 29, 2010

Dream Pieces remembered...in the dream there was a Red Barn North of here, and since it seemed deserted I wanted to go and take a look around. Went in the barn and was amazed to see ancient Mayan building blocks stored in there. Each had a symbolic face carved into it, the same symbol repeated over and over again except in one corner was a pagoda type set of three drawers. I took a piece of the structure out with me, because these building blocks belonged to the people. The owners didn't know there wasn't really any price you could put on them, they were priceless, but they kept them hidden, hoping to make some money one day. I carried them out and down a country road that turned narrow, rocky, treacherous with hairpin curves. Virginia knew about the red Barn secret all along, but was thinking of changing their mind. That's all I could remember....