I have a good one for you.... I was walking in Salem, MA I have never been there I only know were I was becuase I asked my hubby about it. Well any ways...I was walking around this HUGH house that had many pictures on the walls, they were of people that I had never seen before. As I am walking through the house I see these windows that are as tall as the wall, but the glass is not what we would see now of days, it is really thick and had waves in them. Well any ways I go in to this hugh ball room were there is a ball going on, as I am standing there I see myself in a mirror on the wall, as I am watching myself I can see that I am not me but someone else. As I am standing there all the people around me fade away and turn to ash. I start walking to the middle of the room as if I am drawen to this one point in the house. As I do I start to fade away, and fall to the floor in a pile of ash, but the person on the floor is not me, I am floating above myself in a white flowing gown that was glowing. I then woke up.... Seems kinda odd I guess, but it felt so real. Kristy/VA
I had a dream one night that I was looking into the sky and could see many strange things flying around almost like baloons but flying across the sky as if propelled by something, and it was quite clear to me that they were some sort of alien crafts. Then all of a sudden comming down slow from the clouds was a huge cruise ship carrying hundreds of people, I remember saying to myself "somethings not right about this" sounds funny but it's true, anyway finally the ship crashed into the water which was beside a port, and I could see the ship slowly going down under water with people jumping overboard, most swam to the dock but some people had to be rescued by others who jumped into the water to save them, one person was actually pulled up by her pony tail.
D.J.
from fred.
First off I am the editor of this site and yes I too have strange dreams etc. About three or more years ago I had a dream, I know what you're thinking, how could I remember a dream after three years, well the only reason I did is because from time to time I like to use my dreams as inspiration for paintings. Anyway In my dream I was looking from New Jersy towards New York from accross the water at all the buildings etc. and in front of the view still on the New Jersy side was a huge cage full of people and surrounding the cage were some crocodiles with WINGS, on top of the cage was either myself or somebody else "not sure" and that person was trying to unlatch the gate of the cage to set the people free. Under any other circumstances this dream may not seem so signifigant but since Sept.11,2001 it really made me think........ Have a good look at it and tell me what you think.
CrapBoy
I had this one powerful dream, I was sitting on porch connected to a trailor home. The was a tv on this table and 2 vcr's besides it. I was dubbing smut movies. Then out of the blue, lightning struck me. I felt the extremely hot electricity current flow through my whole body, I was shaking very violently, I was screaming, "oh god, please god, no god, I don't want to die, please no, god." over and over. The pain was so trumatic, I don't even remember it. I fell on the ground lighning still cursing through my body. Then it stopped, and I heard in this low deep rumbling voice, "Get rid of it" and then I woke up. That very morning I erased all my smut on my tapes, on my computer and threw out my magazines. That dream spooked me so bad. That's not the only dream I had with lightning. -True
Only two hours before the start of my shift, and once again I don't want to get out of bed. I'm always feeling too tired in the morning, and I never hear the alarm. I have to rely on my wife to wake me or I'd never make it. Lucky me! After calling me a few times, I finally open my eyes. But only for a second. Just enough time to see her face and then close them again. It's at this point my subconcious mind takes over. But this time it would prove deadly. I can see a screen consisting of three red squares. Nothing strange, just a picture of squares. The distraction of my wife calling me again was faint, but I ignored it.
A change was taking place, and the first square changed to black. That was it! Nothing bizarre or out of the ordinary. I was now stuck between the concious and subconcious. The mind is such an amazing thing! She called again shortly after, and I still didn't move. The second red square changed to black. This made me very curious, and also a little nervous. There was only one square left. What does this mean? Does it serve any purpose, other than play with my mind? I couldn't understand what was happening. Nevertheless, I had to make a decision. Do I get up now, or hold out for the final square after she calls me? At least that's what I assume is going to happen. After a few minutes, I could hear her voice again. But this time it sounded different. I looked to see her face. She had no eyes! Just two black holes of emptyness.
I've never seen anything so evil, because she was smiling. And she didn't say a word. It was another nightmare. A dream within a dream. I wasted no time to close my eyes again, thinking that the last square was my window to the real world. A few moments pass. I suddenly felt my lungs collapse, and I couldn't breath anymore. Now I was really panicking! It seemed like forever, as any nightmare usually does. I was losing conciousness. The third square was finally, but slowly making it's appearance. I thought this was it. It would be over now. It was my way out. Surprisingly, it too turned black, but with a distorted message. It said..."YOU'RE DEAD". And with that everything blackened. I was gone! Dead!! No pictures, sound, or memory. I was really dead, because there was no sense of anything! ...Until I woke up.
forlorn
I noticed that she was barefoot and had set her shoes on the floor next to her. It seemed strange for her to be just sitting there like that. But as I thought about it, I remembered that she was visiting from England and was staying in my room for a few days. The chair was her little area, and she would stay there when she wasn't out sight-seeing and visiting other people. She was thin, medium height, and had short blonde hair. She was attractive, but not in a sexual way. When I lay back down on the floor, she disappeared back behind the blankets.
After about 15 minutes I looked up again but she was gone. She had left the chair hehind, just sitting there empty. I got up and decided to go outside. I started walking down the hall, but then my eyeball suddenly popped out of its socket. This did not seem unusual to me at the time. It seemed like it was bound to happen sooner or later, and I was prepared to deal with it. When bent down to pick it up, I noticed little pieces of lint all over it. So I took it to the bathroom to wash it off. On the way there I noticed a tiny hole on the back of it. I wondered how that little hole could possibly line up with the recieving unit inside of my eyesocket. But I figured that whoever designed it would have solved this problem, and all I had to do was pop it back into my eyesocket. I got to the bathroom and washed it off. It seemed like it would be easy just to pop it back into my eyesocket, and I felt relieved. But I had trouble squeezing it past the rim of my eye socket, so I had to push it in a little harder. It seemed like whoever designed it wouldn't let it break under this much pressure. But when I pushed it in, it broke open and leaked water down my face. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror, horrified with my empty eye socket. Ray
So the next thing you know they show us where they have put the mothers body in a metal cube. gray in color. There was a smaller cube right next to the bigger cube that housed the body. I figured that it was a generator because when I put my hand on it I found it to be warm. They put the cubes oddly enough between our house and Audry's next door. Audrey told me , " come here I have something for you." I went into her house at this point and it was weird. There were bags of popcorn everywhere and popcorn balls also. the whole place seems like it was a huge maze, with narrow right angled passageways all over the place.
She brought me a green and blue Chinese figurine. She told me that she would sell me this item saying it was authentic. I responded saying that I would give her 40.00 for it. It was covered in a plastic. I went outside and there was a little man sitting on a small wooden stool. I was standing next to him and I was wearing a long jean skirt slit a bit up the front. As I was talking to Audrey outside I caught him trying to look up my dress and told him that I really wished he wouldn't do that. I went back in the house and then came back out and Audrey says, " I have another one for you." I told her ," wait someone is calling me." I then walked two or three houses down and there was this beautiful house where there was a party going on.
People were coming out the front door as I walked up. A young woman, with her husband approached me. A very nice couple. She turns out to be the daughter of a famous person. I haven't been able to figure who it was though. I introduced myself and the woman apologized to me for not inviting me to the party. She handed me a little plastic bag saying this is for you," and inside were tiny glass vials and she told me that " you have to break them open, they are perfumes from all over the world." I then walked back toward Audreys and Shelly came outside and handed me the mate to the other figurine that Audrey had given me which was also wrapped in plastic. I gave her 37.00. I brought the figurine home and John O. was here. My dead husband.
He was very angry that I had made these purchases. I removed the plastic from the figurines and upon doing so I discovered that they weren't antique but that they were current reproductions. So I called Shelly on the phone and told her what I had discovered. I told her that I wanted my money back, saying I was sure that there had been some sort of misunderstanding. I walked back to Audreys and took the figurines back to them and Audrey gave me my money back. She said," I don't know what the problem is I used to sell these all the time at the flee market." One of the oddest things about this was that normally I might have been more angry but through all of this no one really got mad at anyone except my dead husband who had been angry with me.
John/Janice
