I'm in a vast palace made of marble and stone, riding bareback on a small grey horse, wearing ancient-world leather body armor. The horse is trotting towards the doorway that leads to a room containing the Black Forest. I've been sent to investigate a Black Hole that recently appeared in the Black Forest. Up ahead, I see fire fighters near the doorway. When I get closer, I see many trees aflame and much of the forest burnt.

I had this dream in 1970 and have never been able to forget it because it was so real! (I was 11 years old at the time I had the dream).
I found myself walking out of my parents back door onto their drive way. I was an adultin the dream holding the hand of a child. Other people were coming from their homes and yards to meet in this same spot as we all looked into the sky watching the approaching spaceships. The spaceships were large (100 feet wide) saucer shaped and silver but not shiny in color. As they approached, the transformers on nearby telephone poleseach exploded one by one as the ships got closer. Everyone remained calm and we all knew we were about to be transported aboard the ships.
It's odd, but years later when the song by Neil Young came out don't know the name of it but the lyrics go something like this: "WellI dreamedI saw a silver spaceship flying in the yellow haze of the sun, there were children crying and colors flying all around the chosen ones, all in a dream all in a dream, the loading had begun. Flying mother nature's silver seed to a new home in the sun."I felt it exactly described the dream and it truly gave me the creeps that this was prophetic. It's 40 years later and I remember the dream as clearly as the day I had it.

Hi,
Had this dream several months ago,(March 2010),recorded it in another laptop which subsequently crashed. So this is from memory.
The eastern shoreline was now located at Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania due to a huge earthquake which caused land subsidence. Everything north of Virginia Beach/Norfolk area up to Boston area was under water. All of the Chesapeake Bay area was underwater clear to the mountains of West Virginia and north up to Pittsburgh. Philadelphia and all of Washington DC were under hundreds of feet of water. I think NYC was submerged as well.
A huge fault line extended from the northern Allegheny River (up near the New York border) through PA, OHIO, part of Kentucky down to the New Madrid area.
This dream was extremely VIVID! It felt as though it was a vision of the future and is still stuck in my mind.

This was one of a series of dreams I had in my teens:
I was standing with a group of soldiers, whoappeared to be under my command,on a road in the village where my parents live, at the bridge where the two main roads meet and cross the river. There were almost no people going around and the whole place seemed unusually dry. Some buses went past and I remember thinking 'Well, those are the last'. There was a feeling of extreme tension as people ran around looking for things, trying to prepare themselves for something. Eventually, everything went dark and I realised that it wasn't night, but the sun was being blotted out by smoke. I looked toward the nearby city (Aberdeen, in the Northeast of Scotland) and realised it was ablaze. We finished building defensive positions and barricades just as the sun was setting. The sky became a livid red as the fires in the city burned out of control and we knew that 'They' would be here soon. We alsoknew that nobody had so far been able to stop 'Them'. Nonetheless, we prepared to hold them as long as we could to buy time for the forces behind us to prepare.Suddenly I heard a strange noise in the distance and knew that 'They' were nearly on us. We made our weapons ready and prepared to fight. Then I woke up.

Last week I had this short dream: I picked up the phone and the voice on the other end of the phone evillysnickered and said "time to prepare."

I dreamed last night that I was shown how to make a time machine or more accurately a space/time portal/gate. Yes, it involved EM fields, UV's and crystals.

(wish I had the stuff)

Date Dreamed: 7/27/2008
I dreamed that there was a 'Spirit of the Antichrist Kickoff Event' at the Mall in Columbia (Maryland). Attendance was mandatory--Every employee of 'the company' had to go. The Mall had been redecorated. I went because I had to go, and went cautiously knowing the danger, although most people went without any knowledge of danger. There were 'free gifts' attached to all the walls, and guests were urged to take them. But the 'gifts' would enslave you if you took them. There were work kits and tools that all were forced to take. The tools were badly made-- and if you lost them or damaged them, you were forced to pay an exorbitant price.In the new world of the antichrist, each laborer had infinite responsibility, but no rights at all.There was Artificial Intelligence (AI) monitoring of thoughts, feelings, desires and preferences, as well as whereabouts and 24/7 recording of all actions--everything recorded and continuously analyzed. For each person, 'vices' were discovered, and 'hooks' were inserted and used to drive performance.Everywhere there were bright colors, particularly pink, and jolly slogans wherever you went. There was bad food--yet we _must_ eat it. Nothing else was available, but even had there been, you were driven by the hooks to want and to do what antichrist wanted you to do. 24/7 AI monitoring of job performance. If the continuous monitoring detected any slackening of pace, a robot would tell you 'back to work!' All free time was sucked up by work. It felt like they were inside your head, making you want to do work that you hate. And through the endless days and the relentless pace, you were constantly terrified, bored, and yet driven to go and go and go. Artificial feelings of happiness and interest were forcibly overlaid on the true emotions.The dream ends with me at never-ending work, my weary body driven by forced happiness. The small part of my true self does not know how to escape.
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Three months after this dream, I was forced to transfer to a new division of my employer where computer tools are used extensively to continuously monitor everything that each employee does at work.
They have not figured out how to control us by our own emotions (so far as I know!), but in case that's coming, I thought I'd better post this dream too...

Last night, June 1st 2010 I had this dream...
I was just seeing a still shot (if you will) of a night sky. In the upper right hand corner of the sky, there were two red spirals, just like the blue spiral seen over Norway recently.
There was what appeared to be flat icy artic terrain with only one small house/building to the far left of the picture.
The message I recieved in the dream was, "When you see this red spiral, trouble from the East comes". That is all... my dream state had me staring at this image for what seemed like forever... and the message repeated itself in audio form over and over and over again.
Of course my mind wanted to know what the threat was, what trouble from the East can we expect? No answer or imagery came, only an "impression" and this impression was of a hostile extra terrestrial presence from the "East".
This is all I have to say on this dream.

I had a dream about a month ago. I forgot most of it later in the day.I do remember being on a canoe with others in canoes nearby,paddling through a hilly subdivision with a lot of foilage. We weretrying to find a vacant house to squat in. The water level was up to the second floor in some of the houses.

In the mid 1980's I was working in an auto parts factory in central Indiana-a job from which I have since retired. I had a supervisor named Steve, who was a young family man with a toddler son. There would later come opportunities for us to go to a related plant in the state of New York. But before those came, I had a dream around 1985 or 6.
In the dream, we had taken the jobs in New York. Steve was still a supervisor. He was in a hospital in New York City, for minor reasons. I was chosen by co-workers to take him flowers and a card. When I arrived at the hospital, his son was with him, helping him check out of the hospital. But the son was a man in the dream, not a toddler anymore.
The dream had a sense of foreboding. Everyone was tense, as though something bad might happen. Steve was fully dressed, packing his suitcase that laid on the bed, readying to go home from the hospital. We chatted briefly as his son was down the hall getting his discharge papers. His son came into the room, and looked like such a fine young man.
Suddenly there was a blinding flash of light through the windows. None of us were looking toward it, but we knew what it was. There was a door to the basement stairway just outside Steve's room. I yelled, "The blast wave!" And we headed for the stairway. I was ahead of them. After the first four steps was a landing, then the other steps went down to the right of the landing.
I made it down the first four steps. One foot touched the landing, and I was still facing forward toward the wall. Something like a huge, searing hot hand slapped me in the back of my body. Almost without feeling any pain, before even hitting the wall, I was dead. Incinerated.
To this day, I recall every second of the dream. I do not call myself a prophet. But if you never believe a word anyone tells you again, or never again believe in prophecy, please believe this: New York City is toast. Act accordingly.
Disciple of The Nazarene,
Roberta