This dream was in March or April 2010. I was in an East Coast city, Washington DC, Boston, or New York. I shared a house on a hill with steep steps up to the front door. The man I was living with was getting ready for work. I went outside to get the paper. I was on the front porch and trying to understand why the sky was so dark this particular morning. I looked to my left seeing the full moon through a cloud of black smoke or ash. I called to the people in the house to come out. As we stood there trying to make sense of the sky and how dark it was, my concern started to rise. Then, I look up at the sky trying to figure out what the material is in the air that obscured the sky, moon, and stars. It looks like dirt or ash. Where would that much dirt or ash get into the sky? We weren't near a volcano.
Then as I puzzled over this, I saw the meteors begin flashing across the sky and into the ground. Not small meteors, but large chunks that could create a great deal of damage. As I watched it, all fear left me. I knew at that point, the time had come. This is the herald of the times to come that would try all of us. I never felt fear, only tremendous awe. I knew without a doubt, our time had come. Not necessarily to die. Simply that we had to walk the path set before each of us whatever the cost. I woke up.
To this day when I remember the meteors falling, I feel only awe and how lucky we are to live in this time. We will see something that will be talked about and written about in ages to come.

I 'm watching a report on TV that is telling our family about a 7.3 mag.earthquake in the center of the heartland, USA. I can see it around Illinois on a seismic map on the screen. Then the story in interrupted by the news that another greater quake had hit Southeast Asia, a 9.9!That apears on the map as well.I turned to my husband and asked him if he has ever heard of a 9.9 magnitude before, and his answer was no. I awoke immediately after that. This was the night of July3rd/4th. 2010.

I was in the west Marine Tce carpark in Geraldton, West Australia, when I saw an enormous snake. A voice said "It's a king brown" (a particularly aggressive and bad tempered venomous type) and this one had bright scarlet bands. It's teeth were bright white and looked like the teeth of a vicious dog. It's body as more than 10 cm in diameter and oh yes,it had babies.Baby king brown snakes are highly venomous and aggressive from birth, and these ones certainly were. A snake handler was trying to catch her and her babies but I didn't like his chances.
I didn't see the outcome here as I awoke.

I dreamt that there had been a large accident of some kind here in Geraldton, about nine people died including 3 children. I saw a coach de bauer (horsedrawn hearse) with a black pony harnessed to it with funerary black ostrich plumes on it's head. The coffin was small and I said "Is that one of the children?" and a person near me said, "That's the dead duck". Sure enough, there was a dead white duck lying next to the child's coffin. Some of those who had died were prominent local businessmen and there were Italian surnames on the list of the dead. The hearse went up onto the footpath and went in through a door between the Goldsmith's Hall and the Bank, then I awoke.

The identical dream has occurred twice in the past week. I have gone toa store to buy something (in one case, a bottle of wine). I am told that I cannot use money. It is not longer any good. I must barter something to get the goods. Several purchases at different locations were attempted. Much of the dream was built on frustration of trying to find something that the seller wanted and spending a lot of time looking for a substitute for my money to buy the goods.

In my dream last night, there were tears streaming from both of my eyes. I didn't feel particularly sad or upset, but I felt a heaviness and a stillness. The tears just kept streaming down. I asked why i was crying and I heard it was because of the big thunder/lightning storm over Tehran!!!!

When I woke up, I thought about the dream and what it could mean - why should a thunderstorm over Tehran cause tears?? I think Iran has a missile that is called "Shahab" or "Shabab" that means "lightning". Sounds like it is an attack on Iran to me.... or maybe I have been reading too much George lately....

I was in a big multilevel building where people were in assigned spaces. You had two rooms - one was a living room/work space and there was another room to sleep in. There were no kitchens or bathrooms - those were communal down the hall. I was having trouble with my computer and my supervisor called for tech support to stop by. I stepped into my sleeping room and when I came out two tech support people were there sitting on a my small couch watching TV eating snacks. I was really pissed off and left my assigned space to find my supervisor. When I stepped outside I noticed that there really were no walls.

What looked like walls on the inside were totally clear from the outside - you could see right through them.

I was shocked and thought, "This is what it's like here. Nothing is as it seems. It's all illusions."

I rarely recall my dreams. Not only did I recall this dream when I awoke, but now, over a month later thedream is still very vivid in my mind. Inthe dreama man is onhis bicycle...he's age 55 to 60. He's all decked-out in typicalcycling fashion.He approaches but he doesn'tsee the large HOLE in the ground...there'sa yellow marking tape around the hole to warn people...but hedoesn't stop in timegoes HEAD over HEELS into the hole!!!(Actually, the way he "flips" is forward--"heels over head" backwards). I am SHOCKED by what I witness in front of me. Without ANY DELAY he hits the bottom of the hole (about 10-15 ft deep; I don't see him land though) and IMMEDIATELY a huge quantity of dirt caves in on him and he's BURIED ALIVE. No rescue attempt. It's over!! In less than 5 seconds he's in his grave. He has NO TIMEto even struggle, the dirt is a HUGE mound like a mudslide. What's interesting is, why didn't he see the giant hole? It was marked.The strongest feeling I have however is,how QUICKLY the fall and death happen. He flies off the bike, lands in a 10 foot hole and the dirt IMMEDIATELY covers him.What's somewhat "reassurring" to me is I don't ride a bike(!)...but mythinking, or "interpretation" is that this man (a baby boomer) representsthe generation of baby-boomerswho are about to fly over the handle-bars of life into their dark and dirty grave..May the Lord have mercy.

The second night:
As i am falling asleep and immediately feel a spinning and buzzing sensation, I woke myself up and made a mental note of it and fall back asleep. Sometime later I find myself with a small animal in a large dimly lit corridor of stone. There is light but i cant see where it is coming from. I cant see this animal but for some reason i know he's there and it feels like it might have been some type of raccoon? Still unsure. The stone isn't cut from existing rock, but formed itself structurally from rock with squared openings, pylons, etc. The rock was gunmetal, and looked and felt to be beyond ancient.
It is dark but there are shadows being cast very different from the way they are normally in waking life. We are walking I am asking this animal that is following behind me questions about this place. We come to a room, kind of an ante-chamber type space with stairs formed on the sides, There I take notice of movement in my periphery. The animal has a sense of caution and concern in its movement and responses to my questions. I am told to "stand perfectly still and they will show themselves." I do as i am told and stand and watch. Out of nowhere there is a line of what i can only describe as blue crystalline warriors in some type of traditional samurai-like armor. They weren't necessarily that but i don't have the words in my lexicon to describe what they were. They passed right through me. Amazing. They were leaving this room and headed to the next. I was told they couldn't see me, but to be careful. I followed them into the next room. My guide was getting evermore nervous. I was pulled quickly behind a column and told "in the following room, do not look directly at he who occupies this room. If you take notice of him. He will take notice of you."
I peeked my head around the column to see the blue crystalline samurai forms walking single file through fire pausing for a moment and moving on, as if they are being tempered. They change slightly as they move forward. I am told it is time to go. We start walking quickly moving behind the columns that skirt this large circular room. As we are exiting I glance back over my shoulder and catch a glimpse of "it" in a thin gap between columns. The "throne" Is a giant oversized formed seat made of stone. There is the shape of a figure sitting in it but the shape is the absence of all light. Light and its surrounding are refracted and bent as if it is being sucked into this figure shaped void. I immediately feel it take notice of me. In my dream i physically feel as if every nano-particle of my being is being looked at. I feel as if i am a large neodymium magnet. I am told to "RUN!" I break loose my gaze. I run following this little raccoon through an opening out of the dark stone structures into what seems to be bamboo thick as tree trunks. Everything has a greenish / bluish shade to it, and it is foggy and damp. We run for what seems like forever and end up in a frothy stream bed. The raccoon bounces in the low stream and dives straight into an eddy in the current, a little whirlpool. I am left panicking wondering what the fuck to do. I feel the pull again and know that whatever i saw back there was seeking me. At the last second i dove into the spot in the stream where the little animal went.
I was awoken by my wife who said i was moaning in my sleep again.

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This is the 1st of two dreams that i had in two consecutive nights, about 3 months ago now.
I'm not sure what to make of them and would welcome any feedback.

1st night: In a dinghy with my 6 year old daughter. We are talking and lazily rowing through water far out at sea. The water was glass-like and calm with a green tint. We are rowing toward a large boat that looks similar to a junk but older, with a squared sail tilted somewhat. There are many people on board, most of them I dont know, some i do. We pull up about 20 yards away. I tell My daughter we have to swim now from the dinghy to the big boat. We start to get into the water and swim but then i become aware that this could really be dangerous. My daughter who is still in the boat looking at me with a confused expression on her face, says "we dont have to swim dad, we just need to row up to the boat."
Duh, why was this so difficult to figure out. I get back in and we row to the boat. Everyone there greets us and is so happy to see us. We are feeling welcome and there is a festive or celebratory feeling in the air.
We are there for what seems like a good while walking around looking at people seeing who we recognize and who we dont. Then the tone becomes somewhat serious. A few women dressed similarly in odd garb attend to me and tell me it is time. The din of talking and music becomes muffled. I am handed a silver bowl that is like a quarter of a sphere, there is liquid in it and i am urged to drink.
I immediately feel completely anesthetized, my legs give out, i fall, and i remember everything swirling intensely.
My wife woke me up because she said i was groaning like i was trying to wake up from a a sleep paralysis episode.

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