I had a VERY disturbing Nightmare and I sincerely hope that it's [View All]

[Ecumenist]

was the side effect of the horrors being perpetrated on the world by the criminals at the helm of our government and their gangster wannabe affiliates throughout the world. I woke up from this dream with a racing heart and genuine, palpable fear and laid in bed for 30 minutes upon awakening, thinking about the dream and making sure I burned the memories into my mind...

I dreamt that I was teaching piano to children in my area at a clubhouse in the neighborhood park where I live. There was a lady who, I presume, was the director of the facility. It was in the fall of the year and this lady wanted to take a trip up the coast, although I have to admit, I don't know why. It had to be a sunday because I was playing for a church service and I even remembered the hymn I was playing. There were young children who were my students milling about, mostly little girls under the age of 6. It also must have been a holiday because there were celebrations all around.

Let me interject here that I was accompanied AT ALL TIMES by an ash white/gray white Great Dane with black spots on it's flanks. He kept barking at me and staring intently at me, as if I was supposed to understand what he was trying to say. Every time the scene changed, it he would bark and stare intently into my eyes, as if I were supposed to understand something he was trying to say, which I never did.



My favourite brother, Adam was in the dream as well and he was going on this trip as well. He was packing an overnight bag and we were chatting about the upcoming trip. Somehow, the director and I ended up on the road trip because we'd forgotten or hadn't noticed that Adam wasn't in the car. We were laughing and chatting for about an hour. We finally realised that he wasn't with us when I asked a question of Adam and there was no answer. We turned around and I called him to let him know that we were on our way. By the time we got back, it'd gotten VERY dark and foggy, so we'd decided to leave out early the next morning. We went back to my house and settled in for a meal and little tv.

We'd turned on the television and the news was on, it was about 6 in the evening. All of a sudden, there was a breaking news prompt and there was a report of some sort of new weapon that was being used against a crown of demonstrators. It was a weapon that used sound waves that caused the body to heat up to the point of EXTREME pain. It was clear that the people who were using the the weapons were governmental forces, although I can't honestly say that they were American forces. I can tell you that the folks wielding the weapons were dressed in what appeared to be silvery metal "armor", head to toe. They had helmets that that looked like oversized football helmets with a "viewing slit" that ran all the way across the eye area of the facial portion of the headgear. EVERYTHING else was completely covered. These weapons looked like oversized rifles, with what looked like a barrel that was at least 5 inches in diameter and instead of a normal opening, there was a grill or screen over the opening. I don't know what they were made of because they looked like they were made of a weird plastic sort of material.

When the weapons were fired, you could see what looked like vertical waves coming out of the end of this weapon and when they made contact with the victims, that portion of their skin would IMMEDIATELY
look scalded and they would fall to the ground, writhing in pain, followed by becoming VIOLENTLY ill.
The reporter was commenting that commenting that what was happening was totally uncalled for as the protesters were peaceful and orderly. It was evident that the reporter was horrified and was saying that the scene was the reason that what why all the destruction was happening. He showed another scene where there was another instance of other people being fired upon but this time, a man who who was frantic and angry, dressed in a disheveled suit, stepped forward from the main body of the protesters and screamed, "enough is enough!" He then put up his right arm, as if he was going to tackle the "soldiers" and somehow, was able to reflect the waves back at the forces.

Somehow, it went awry and "caused a feedback in the weapons". All of a sudden, there was what looked like, for all the world, 3 nuclear detonations directly behind the line of soldiers but they took place all on the the exact same spot with each successive one higher up in the sky and larger in magnitude. The reporter was saying that the force of the explosions had opened up a crack in the crust of the earth itself that was quickly widening and spreading. It was then that we could see a TSUNAMI sized wave of red hot lava.

The most frightening thing was that he was crying and saying that more people should have listened to the plea to stop the pursuit of money at the expense of life, peace and understanding. He then swung his camera to show the lava wave and the people who were literally being killed by the melting world and trappings of civilisation all around them. We then felt a rumbling and ran out to look . On the horizon, to the north/northeast, was a VERY definite red glow. It seemed as if I was suddenly at the scene with the panicked reporter. He looked at me, as we flew over the bubbling and boiling land beneath us and said just as clear as you please, "This is what happened to Atlantis and Mu, other nations that predate Atlantis by hud reds of thousands of years. When will you learn?"
I was then able to see the same sweet little girls running from a roil of brilliantly scarlet hot buildings and sickened when they tripped and fell or became paralysed with fear with eyes the size of saucepans and the mouths open in a silent screams. They were quickly engulfed by this liquid buildings and stones. The most horrifying thing is that for a short period of time, they would emerge from the liquid flames still alive but EXACTLY the same colour of the molten rock. I watched as a mother tried to pull her engulfed daughter out of the lava that both were in. When they finally succumbed, I awake with a start, a racing pulse and honestly terrified. Just before opening my eyes and leaving the dream, I heard a voice say, "You can stop them this time. You can't afford not too." The Great Dane barked 3 times and I woke up.


I laid there for at least 30 minutes revisiting the dream, determined to remember. I would appreciate any input.